Chapter 18: Abnormality of Feng Xueqing

The Jade Heaven Space.

Yang Wansheng carefully took out the Xuanling Cinnamon and opened his mouth, swallowing it bite by bite. Suddenly, an incredibly rich aura of spiritual energy filled his body.

Yang Wansheng sat in a lotus position and began to quickly assimilate the spiritual energy.

At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body was like boiling water, filling his entire body, making him almost scream out in pain.

However, Yang Wansheng had been gritting his teeth and persevering, madly driving the internal Qi in his body towards the second realm's fourth layer.

After Yang Wansheng's repeated assaults, he soon touched the barrier of the second realm's fourth layer.

"Boom...!"

"Second realm's fourth layer!"

Yang Wansheng's lips curled up into a smile. He was quite satisfied with his ten-day training.

Usually, it would take at least a year for a normal person to break through from the second realm's second layer to the fourth layer. However, he had only spent ten days doing so.

After breaking through, Yang Wansheng left the Jade Heaven Space and headed towards the direction of the Tianyuan Palace.

"Dirty pervert, this time you can't run away!"

At this moment, a melodious voice rang out.

Then, a slender and beautiful girl in a pale blue elegant silk skirt and a seductive and charming figure, with a beautiful face, blocked Yang Wansheng's way.

This beautiful girl was Feng Xueqing. "Isn't this Miss Xueqing, who possesses beauty, wisdom, cuteness, kindness, and all other virtues? I don't know what you're here for." Yang Chenming smiled awkwardly.

"Hand over the Xuanling Cinnamon or I'll castrate you today," Xue Qing's eyes were as cold as ice.

Yang Chenming smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Xueqing. I couldn't find anything to eat last night, so I took it as a late-night snack."

"Ah...ah...you bastard! I'll cripple you," Xue Qing's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger.

She swung her battle sword, releasing a sharp sword energy that tore through the air, carrying a deadly aura, and straight towards Yang Chenming.

"Little tiger girl, you think you can cripple me?"

Yang Chenming laughed coldly, activating his body's movements instantly, successfully avoiding the attack.

At the same time, he swung his battle sword and charged towards her.

Facing Xue Qing, a genius, Yang Chenming was also very cautious. Since he had Under the auspices of the Slaying God Sword Technique, Yang Am morning soon took the upper hand, and Feng Xueqing was pushed back step by step.

Of course, at this time, Yang Am morning did not use his full strength, after all, he had no deep hatred with the other party.

He could also feel that Feng Xueqing's swordsmanship had little killing intent, at most, she just wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Little tiger girl, with this little strength, you want to castrate me?" Yang Am morning smiled evilly.

"Dirty pervert, I must castrate you."

Feng Xueqing scolded, instantly appearing several long swords in her hand and floating in the air, forming a sword formation, then directly shooting towards Yang Am morning's lower body.

"Damn."

"Shameless and unprincipled, you this crazy woman, if you don't stop, don't blame me for not being nice."

Facing this terrifying sword formation, Yang Am morning rolled on the ground and narrowly avoided it, while his figure rushed towards Feng Xueqing at the same time, and a palm hit her huge chest instantly.

"Bang!"

With a bang, Feng Xueqing was knocked back by Yang Am morning and flew away.

Smooth.

Soft.

Yang Am morning couldn't help but rub his right hand.

"Dirty pervert, you're dead meat."

Feng Xueqing struggled to get up and rubbed her chest, her eyes almost spitting fire at this moment, she just wanted to kill this shameless man. Only to see Feng Xueqing's face cold as ice, her figure transforming into a white light that instantly rushed to Yang Simiao's front.

"Dirty girl, are you done? Today I won't let you go until you're completely submissive," Yang Simiao also lost his temper and used his full strength, swinging his sword to push aside the other's sword, then unleashing another powerful punch.

"Bang!"

Yang Simiao's fist landed on Feng Xueqing's chest.

"Wow, so comfortable," Yang Simiao felt a surge of satisfaction in his heart.

"Ah! Filthy pervert, I must kill you," Feng Xueqing was truly angry, as she had never been so humiliated since she was little.

"Bang!"

Yang Simiao saw this, his figure darted, and he slapped another slap on Feng Xueqing's protruding beautiful butt.

"Filthy pervert, shameless and disgusting," Feng Xueqing was on the verge of breaking down.

In just a short while, the guy had taken advantage of her in every possible way.

At this moment, Yang Simiao found an opportunity and snatched Feng Xueqing's long sword from her hand.

At the same time, he extended his right hand and instantly grabbed her throat.

"Little tiger girl, do you surrender?"

"Dirty pervert, go ahead and kill me. Otherwise, I'll definitely sell you to a brothel to become a male prostitute," Feng Xueqing's beautiful eyes coldly stared at Yang Simiao. At this point, she was struggling constantly, but Yang Siming's right hand was like steel, firmly grasping her throat. Gradually, she began to have difficulty breathing, with her face veins bulging and her eyes wide open.

"Do you believe that I will strip you naked and hang you from a tree?"

Yang Siming assumed a menacing appearance, while loosening his grip slightly.

"Cough... cough... You dare?"

Feng Xueqing struggled to breathe and said.

Feng Xueqing's strength was very strong, and she was a super genius who could challenge levels. For a moment, Yang Siming didn't know what to do, and he couldn't really kill her!

"Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Believe it or not, I will torture you first and then kill you!" Yang Siming's mouth curled up with a hint of malice.

"Dirty pervert, do you think Miss Liu is afraid of you? Go ahead and do it!" Feng Xueqing scolded him angrily, looking down on Yang Siming.

"Pap... Pap..."

Yang Siming slapped Feng Xueqing several times around her body, instantly sealing her acupoints and meridians, and she lay motionless on the ground.

"Okay, since you're so brave, don't beg for mercy later."

Yang Siming took off his clothes one by one, looking impatient.

"Hurry up and take off your clothes, you're not going to do it, are you?" Feng Xueqing looked down on Yang Siming contemptuously.

"Oh my God!" Yang Licheng was left speechless by the girl's sharp tongue, and she really couldn't scare her with her fierce demeanor. He couldn't really take off his clothes, either.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Yang Licheng, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

He then came up to Feng Xueqing and gently took off her coat.

Immediately, Feng Xueqing's snow-white shoulders and collarbones, as well as her full and deep cleavage, came into Yang Licheng's line of sight.

"This little brat, how did she develop so aggressively at such a young age?" Yang Licheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Dirty pervert, what do you want to do?" Feng Xueqing's eyes flashed with a hint of panic.

"Nothing, just giving you a breast massage," Yang Licheng smirked wickedly.

"Dirty pervert, you dare!"

Feng Xueqing scolded, looking at Yang Licheng's wicked expression, she really felt a little panicked at this moment.

"Is that all the courage you have? Daring to challenge me," Yang Licheng laughed maliciously, "But I'm not interested in your little buns, I'll just scratch your itch."

Yang Licheng calmed down his inner heat and didn't say a word, reaching his hand into Feng Xueqing's armpit and gently scratching her.

"Ha...Ha...Ha..."

"Yang Licheng, you bastard, take your hand away!" Feng Xueqing burst into a fit of laughter.

"Still so wild and untamed, don't you agree?" Yang Licheng let out a cold laugh and continued to scratch her armpit.

"Ha...Ha...! Stop it, ah...ah...ah."

At this moment, Feng Xueqing's seductive and sensual voice echoed through the entire forest.

"Call out 'husband' for me to hear, and I'll let you go!" Yang Licheng grinned evilly.

"Ha...Ha... Bastard, I'll kill you! ah..." Feng Xueqing laughed and cursed at the same time.

"Not calling, huh? Then I'll have to continue." Yang Licheng smirked evilly.

He continued to scratch her, mainly because her skin was so tender and the texture was very smooth. He really didn't want to let go.

"Ha...Ha... Husband, please spare me!"

"Ah..."

At this moment, Feng Xueqing's body suddenly trembled. Then her exquisite face gradually turned slightly red, looking very beautiful and charming.

"What the fuck is going on? What the fuck is that expression? How does it look like she's enjoying it? Did I scratch her stupid or something?" Yang Licheng was completely confused.