Chapter 66 Peng Ying's Highlight Moment

The appearance of this figure immediately caused everyone present to exclaim.

Because the one who made the move was also a stunning beauty, not only was she no less beautiful than Mao Yun'er, but the charm revealed by her charming posture also made many people infatuated.

More importantly,

this one was even more ruthless than Mao Yun'er!

A red slap mark soon appeared on Peng Ying's oval face.

For a while, countless people cast their eyes towards Yi Feng.

They were all guessing who Yi Feng was, who could actually cause these two women to help.

The woman who came later was none other

than Yao Ling'er!

The burning pain on her face almost made Peng Ying lose her mind. She didn't expect that she was slapped again!

What she couldn't understand was that the reason for beating her was actually the man she had abandoned, this waste, this ant...

With murderous intent in his eyes, Peng Ying stared at Yao Ling'er and shouted hatefully: "Who are you?"

"I am also a fan of Mr.."

Yao Ling'er raised the corners of her mouth, and she had already made up her mind and said calmly.

In the past two days in Pingjiang City, she had already found out the details of this mysterious young man. Although he was a peerless master, he never showed his abilities.

This kind of person was obviously the kind of old freak who returned to the basics to experience life.

Because according to her inquiries, this person experienced the life of a mortal to the extreme, and did everything by himself, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, three meals a day, and social etiquette, just like a mortal.

So she understood that even if her cultivation was exposed in his eyes at a glance, she still had to pretend to be a mortal to get close to him without destroying his original intention of experiencing mortal life.

And the term "fan" happened to be her best term.

"Another fan?"

Peng Ying showed a vicious look, and her chest rose and fell violently with anger.

Isn't it just a broken book? Why did a waste that she had thrown away be stuck to women one after another? What

made it even more difficult for her to accept was that none of these two women was inferior to her, whether in terms of background, appearance or figure, they were enough to crush her.

Fortunately, these two women had no cultivation at all.

Since they had no cultivation, they were also waste in Peng Ying's eyes, just vases with good looks.

"What a fan! Since you two bitches want to meddle in my business, you two will be destroyed!" Peng Ying shouted coldly, and as soon as he drew his long sword, he revealed his cultivation and aura.

"What?"

"A cultivator?"

"A cultivator?"

The onlookers felt Peng Ying's unreserved aura and were shocked. They realized that the Peng Ying in front of them was actually a cultivator.

They couldn't help but cast a look of awe at Peng Ying.

Although the strength and status of this poetry conference are not used to judge the superiority, the real fact is that cultivators can arouse people's awe anywhere.

"This time, the man and two women are in trouble!"

"Yeah, I guess Mao Yun'er and the other two women are regretting it in their hearts, they actually slapped this female monk."

"It's a pity for these two beautiful beauties!"

People were talking about it, and many people looked at Yi Feng, Yao Ling'er and the other two with sympathy.

The awe-inspiring actions and the heated discussions of the people made Peng Ying's chin slightly raised, with a strong sense of pride on her face.

She enjoyed this awe. She

also enjoyed the feeling of being feared.

Now, it was her turn to slowly humiliate these three people, so she started with these two bitches.

Thinking of this, she suddenly set her eyes on Mao Yun'er and pressed her with her momentum.

Mao Yuner was so frightened that she trembled. She was a weak woman who had never experienced the pressure from a cultivator. Her face suddenly turned pale and her pretty face turned bloodless.

"Why, didn't you hit me hard just now?" Peng Ying said coldly, "Why aren't you so hard now?"

Mao Yuner's face turned pale and she didn't dare to say a word.

"I'm telling you to kneel down now."

Peng Ying threatened again.

Mao Yuner's face changed drastically and she shook her head. It was really hard for her to accept such humiliation.

"Don't kneel?"

Peng Ying's face turned cold, and he took out the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Mao Yuner in an instant.

"Ah!"

The long sword came, Mao Yuner cried out coquettishly, but before the sword arrived, she was frightened and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Peng Ying smiled disdainfully.

"Ants are ants. My sword hasn't even landed on you yet. How come this happened?"

Mao Yun'er's pretty body trembled. She still dared not say a word and was full of fear of Peng Ying.

Mao Yun'er's pitiful eyes made Peng Ying enjoy unprecedented pleasure. This was the status that a cultivator should have, which was not comparable to mortal ants.

Fierce.

She cast her cold eyes on Yao Ling'er again, and at the same time, the pressure on her body turned the gun muzzle and hit Yao Ling'er.

This woman, that slap was heavier than Mao Yun'er's.

She must humiliate her severely.

m.x33xs.

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.