Super Easy Cultivation System

0Bai Qingfeng suddenly felt something was wrong. This Lang Bashan's true cultivation wasn't as simple as a late First Level of Connect Profound Stage.    

    

To be exact, he was infinitely close to the Second Level of Connect Profound Stage realm!    

    

This time, Bai Qingfeng was worried that Ying Weirann wouldn't be able to defeat this Lang Bashan.    

    

After all, Ying Weirann's fighting style had always been clean and clean. This time, after fighting for so long, there was still no conclusion. The Lang Bashan opposite was clearly very troublesome.    

    

However, Bai Qingfeng did not intend to fight now because Ying Weirann had said that he would fight Lang Bashan alone.    

    

He would wait until Ying Weirann was in danger before going to help.    

    

At this moment, on the other side.    

    

Lang Bashan noticed the young man in white not far away and the miserable state around him. He knew that his men had probably suffered.    

    

Lang Bashan's face turned gloomy. He turned around and stared at Ying Weirann.    

    

"Little girl, do you know the consequences of angering me, Lang Bashan?"    

    

Lang Bashan said with a gloomy expression.    

    

Ying Weirann didn't care about Lang Bashan at all. He held his spear and attacked Lang Bashan again.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Lang Bashan snorted in disdain. With the iron chain hammer in his hand and the terrifying strength in his body, he forcefully blocked Ying Weirann's long spear.    

    

"Little girl, that kid over there is your Dao partner, right?"    

    

Lang Bashan glanced at Bai Qingfeng and said coldly to Ying Weirann.    

    

A slight ripple flashed across Ying Weirann's cold eyes. Finally, he opened his mouth and said, "So what if it is? So what if it is not?"    

    

"Humph."    

    

Lang Bashan sneered and said, "I will give you all a chance. That kid will cripple his own arm, and you will become my toy. Otherwise, all of you will die here!"    

    

As he spoke, Lang Bashan licked his lips greedily.    

    

From the moment this woman broke into the tent, he had been mesmerized by this woman's beauty.    

    

He really wanted to see what kind of shocking appearance would be under that mysterious veil.    

    

He wanted to see this woman even more. Not only would she be able to turn the sky upside down, she would also be able to obtain an endless sense of conquest.    

    

Ying Weirann frowned slightly. The long spear in his hand could not help but tighten a little. His face was as cold as ice as he reprimanded, "Filthy bastard!"    

    

At the same time, Bai Qingfeng's expression gradually turned cold as he stood not far away.    

    

"I'll count to three. If you take off all your clothes within three sounds, that brat only needs to cripple his own arms. " Otherwise, you will understand! "    

    

Lang Bashan said with an arrogant sneer.    

    

Three... "    

    

"Two..."    

    

Two sounds passed, but Ying Weirann still looked like he was fighting. He didn't show any signs of compromising.    

    

"One!"    

    

After Lang Bashan finished counting, Ying Weirann finally moved.    

    

However, Ying Weirann did not take off his clothes. Instead, he charged at Lang Bashan with all his strength.    

    

In fact, she had not used her trump card yet. This was a trump card she had just learned. She did not want to expose it so early. She wanted to keep it until she fought with Bai Qingfeng in the future.    

    

But now, she only wanted to use every means possible to kill this perverted villain in front of her.    

    

"Oh?"    

    

Seeing Ying Weirann's astonishing speed and momentum, a trace of surprise flashed across Lang Bashan's face.    

    

But in the next moment, the surprise on his face turned into a calm expression, and the corner of his mouth curved into a strange arc.