From a small physical martial artist to a powerful realm in the realm of the true qi field with a combat power of up to 2,500, Qin Peng has never seen shameless people all the way, but it is the first time Qin Peng has seen shameless and bragging like Feng Qingyang.

However, Qin Peng has to admit that Feng Qingyang has shameless capital, because even if Feng Qingyang turns his head and lets people look at it only on the side, it is perfect 360° without blind spots, and it can fascinate many girls wherever he goes.

What is even more rare is that Feng Qingyang, who was young, had no special opportunities, and with his own efforts alone, his combat power was as high as 5,000 in just ten years, and he entered the realm of the seventh realm of True Dao to control the air. This made Qin Peng feel moved. Who said that the rich second generation are all playboys, fuck!

In the vast starry sky, there are too many strong people. The descendants of these strong people are the minority, and most of them are the elites among the elites. Otherwise, everyone would be like the enemies Qin Peng encountered in the past. The human race wants to unify the universe, which is a fool!

"Qin Peng, I can't tell that your kid's combat effectiveness is pretty good. How about thinking about it, how about being a younger brother for me? My Feng Qingyang's younger brother is a character that no one dares to mess with on this Phoenix Star. Even Su Long will not dare to touch you at that time." Feng Qingyang took out a small bronze mirror to comb his hair, and looked intoxicated by his perfection.

"Crazy!" What can't go and respond to Feng Qingyang is the three words that Qin Peng popped out of his mouth.

"What! You... you actually insulted the beautiful boy of the first genius of the Phoenix clan. I'm going to destroy you!" Feng Qingyang's face changed when he heard this. That kind of careless aura disappeared, and a fireball with a diameter of more than 100 meters was instantly formed in Feng Qingyang's hands.

boom--

The huge flame turbulent flowed directly above Feng Qingyang's head, a red cloud with a diameter of more than 300 meters was formed, which set off Feng Qingyang like a god descending to earth, making Qin Peng look dull.

"Fuck, I really got it right. This kid is a lunatic!" Qin Peng would not do anything like the idiot of fighting and fighting, Xianhua. Without saying a word, the light mecha instantly put on his body and looked at Feng Qingyang with a laser sword in his hand.

As the highest-end technological product of human beings, Qin Peng's light mecha has various special abilities. When the mecha is designed, the prototype of the weapon is only set according to standard parameters and random matrix. The specific weapon shape and ability will vary according to the specific situation of the warrior.

This! It is the second ability of the light mecha, and it is also the ability that Qin Peng had just activated when he was facing Feng Qingyang's threat. Because at this moment, Qin Peng was thinking of matching the Fire Sword Technique with a suitable divine weapon sword, so he had this laser sword!

"This dress is good, I want it!" Feng Qingyang smiled slightly and talked out the fireball in his hand.

This skillful action was as if it were sophisticated that Qin Peng was so angry that he felt a bad thing. He thought to himself that Feng Qingyang must have been left alone by Feng Wutian on Phoenix Star for ten years without seeing the sun. He would learn to smoke if he had nothing to do.

Sure enough, after popping out the fireball, it seemed that Qin Peng would definitely lose. Feng Qingyang skillfully picked up a cigarette with his fingers. He took a sip and said intoxicatedly: "It's still the ancients on your mother planet Earth who will enjoy it. This thing is so cool."

Fire Sword Technique! Ten Thousand Waves!

Faced with this huge fireball with explosive power of more than 15,000 yuan, Qin Peng recalled imitating Su San's way of controlling real fire in the virtual training room, jumped up in the air, and turned toward the fireball with a heavy sword.

The fire ions in the void boiled in an instant, and began to reorganize in an inexplicable sequence of strange and mysterious things, forming a huge wave of flames, which rushed towards the fireball.

One level! Two level... A full ten level of flame waves!

In these ten continuous waves, Feng Qingyang stared at the invisible fireball that was in amazement and dissipated without even making a fart. He took a sip of smoke and then gave Qin Peng a thumbs up: "Yes, it's worthy of being a human being who can make my sister angry. Qin Peng, now I officially tell you as the most beautiful boy in the Phoenix clan. Congratulations, you passed the test of accepting me!"

"Crazy!" Looking at Feng Qingyang who felt very good to the extreme, Qin Peng smiled helplessly and was still the old saying.

"Feng Qingyang, you are just a thirteen-year-old brat. How can you pretend to be mature for me? If I was not wrong, you were still on Phoenix Star at the age of three. In the first few years, you were bullied by the phoenix teenagers who were born and raised here and didn't want to go out?" Before Feng Qingyang got angry, Qin Peng said with a smile on his face.

"You...how do you know!" Qin Peng guessed right, Feng Qingyang is amazing, but he is a child after all, so he is not the opponent of Qin Peng, the "old fox", and soon became disorganized.

"Of course, and I also know that you feel depressed and hate Feng Wutian's approach very much. You swear to show him to the top, so you endure humiliation while secretly practicing the various talented martial arts of the Feng clan, and finally trampled those enemies under your feet." Qin Peng showed a fox-like smile on the corner of his mouth and continued.

"Fuck, boss, you are so awesome. Could it be that your mother planet Earth and the ancient Chinese civilization in the Chinese world that predicts the truth of the heavenly secrets? Can you teach me this ability?" Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's indifference and arrogance instantly dissipated. He walked to Qin Peng with a charming smile and said excitedly.

"This is too difficult. You have too poor qualifications. You can't learn it." Qin Peng removed the mecha and said with contempt.

"Don't be dissatisfied. You have good talent in your cultivation, but your scheming is too simple, so you are not a material in terms of deduction. This thing depends on your own brain instead of a brain. Although you have good strength, you have no friends in Phoenix Star over the years. Almost everyone is afraid of you. Although a playboy like Su Long dares not provoke you, they secretly trip you up and cause you to suffer a lot of secret losses. Did I say anything wrong?" Seeing that Feng Qingyang was about to refute, Qin Peng continued.

"This...is really like this. Oh, it seems that I can't learn fortune-telling." Feng Qingyang lowered his head like a defeated rooster and said depressedly: "I think my first genius of the Phoenix clan has never passed the math in the clan. Fortunately, it was an elective course. I was so powerful, but why did Su Long's garbage never recognize me as the boss no matter how hard I beat him. I was so angry."
Chapter completed!