Chapter 1104: The calm disciple of Thang Long Peak
"Seven Star Spear? Interesting, come on, let me see how far you have practiced Qianlong Peak's unique learning.
Hua Ling smiled at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't worry too much!
Qianlong Peak has unique knowledge, and of course, Shenglong Peak also has it. That is the triple kill knife. Moreover, the Seven-Star Gunslinger can only exert its power after the fifth shot. This is the disadvantage of the Seven Star Spear.
"as you wish."
Zheng Yan shouted coldly, her spear moved.
Hum!
There was a buzzing sound, and two cold lights appeared on the ring instantly!
The first shot of the Seven Star Gun: A little bit of cold light.
The second shot of the Seven Stars Spear: The wind willow!
As soon as the seven-star spear was released, Zheng Yan's momentum rose by leaps and bounds, like a small universe that was exploding, and the power was overwhelming!
"Two shots with one shot? Yes, but unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak after all!" Although Hua Ling was a little surprised by Zheng Yan's understanding of marksmanship, she didn't want to fight hard.
Moreover, although Zheng Yan can fire two shots, both shots are just getting started, and there are flaws in the marksmanship everywhere.
Hua Ling gathers the aura for his feet, not recklessly, just dodges.
Although there were gun shadows everywhere on the ring, none of them could hit Hua Ling.
Finally, Hua Ling found an opportunity in avoidance.
"Zheng Yan, I will give you the shame four years ago! Dafengzhang!"
With a low drink, Hua Ling avoided Zheng Yan's spear, and suddenly launched an attack.
The spiritual energy condensed, forming a hurricane, and suddenly hit Zheng Yan's body.
boom!
Even though Zheng Yan had returned to the defense with a spear, the huge impact force still erupted with a muffled sound, like a muffled thunder.
The entire arena flew sand and rocks, and smoke and dust rose.
In the smoke and dust, both figures were retreating, and one of them fell to the ground, it was Zheng Yan.
Zheng Yan wanted to stand up, but vomited a mouthful of blood, but after all, she couldn't stand up. The palm of the wind, Shenglongfeng's more powerful martial arts, one palm is like a strong wind.
"In this competition, Shenglongfeng flower is victorious."
Po Lao's voice came immediately.
If you lose, you lose!
No matter how unwilling Zheng Yan is, no matter how unwilling Qian Longfeng is, inferior skills means inferior skills.
Zheng Yan heard Po Lao's voice, and her whole body lost her last strength. She suddenly wanted to cry. Hua Ling was clearly her defeat, but today she lost completely.
Is it true that as others have said, Qianlongfeng has raised a bunch of waste materials, and Qianlongfeng has no need to continue to exist. The decision to recruit geniuses in the martial arts world was simply wrong.
Under the ring, Zhang Yifeng's body trembled slightly, what a familiar name, Seven Star Spear.
Unexpectedly, Zhengyi had this martial skill. The first set of marksmanship that Zhang Yifeng learned back then was the Seven-Star Sharp Spear. He still remembers it still fresh. The Seven-Star Magic Spear is similar to the Seven-Star Fist, but its level is higher than that of the Seven-Star Fist.
"I lost."
On the ring, Zheng Yan half-kneeled on the ground, looking very unwilling.
At this time, a senior Qian Longfeng came over.
"Sixth Junior Sister, don't be discouraged, you have tried your best. Go on, and leave it to me."
On the ring, Hua Ling frowned slightly when seeing the male disciple.
"Qianlongfeng, Zhao Xianyu!"
Hua Ling knows Zhao Xianyu, who is a few years older than her. According to Shenglongfeng's intelligence, Zhao Xianyu's cultivation is not weaker than her.
Although Hua Ling feels that she can still fight Zhao Xianyu, if she loses, Shenglongfeng's goal of defeating Qianlongfeng will be impossible.
Thinking of this, Hua Ling didn't speak any more, but turned and glanced behind him.
The disciple of Shenglongfeng understood it. Not long after, a female disciple walked out of the crowd.
"Sister Si, Zhao Xianyu will leave it to you."
This woman is the fourth disciple of Shenglong Peak, named Dai Xiayun.
Dai Xiayun stepped onto the ring, looked at Zhao Xianyu, and said lightly: "Take it, within ten moves, I will defeat you."
Once on stage, Dai Xiayun uttered words that made Shenglongfeng excited and Qianlongfeng angry.
Ten tricks, she wants to defeat Zhao Xianyu!
A generation of women, but also so rampant.
However, she has this capital, because Dai Xiayun is the cultivation base of the ninth layer of the heartbeat period.
There is no suspense, there is no suspense in this battle.
Zhao Xianyu did not make ten moves from Dai Xiayun's hands, and even only in the seventh move, Zhao Xianyu was beaten by Dai Xiayun! From beginning to end, Dai Xiayun did not use all his strength.
desolate.
At the moment when Zhao Xianyu was knocked down from the ring, all Qianlongfeng disciples felt sad.
From the beginning of the competition to the present, Qianlongfeng has lost three consecutive defeats and never won.
Liu Xinru, lose!
Zheng Yan, lose!
Zhao Xianyu, lose!
Defeated!
This made all Qianlongfeng disciples' faces dull, and some Qianlongfeng disciples couldn't stand it anymore. They turned around and left the mountainside, and what they are still doing here is just embarrassing.
Especially when I heard the laughter and ridicule of the disciples of Shenglongfeng, that kind of taste was simply unacceptable.
Staying here is totally self-torture!
Of course, some people left and some people stayed. They still believed in their brothers and sisters.
Senior Brother Jing and Senior Sister, haven’t they yet?
Perhaps, there is still a chance. Maybe there is a miracle?
In the complicated heart of Qianlongfeng's disciple, finally, a beautiful figure jumped onto the ring.
"Qianlongfeng Qiu Ningxin came to learn."
Qiu Ningxin is the great sister of Qianlongfeng.
Her voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and it kept drifting around.
Qiu Ning's heart was dressed in green, and she looked beautiful and refined. It is much more beautiful than Dai Xiayun.
"Roar! Master Sister!"
As soon as Qiu Ningxin took the stage, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became hot.
Qianlongfeng people all raised their heads to the sky and roared, hoping that Qiu Ningxin was their last hope.
This is the second person recognized by Qianlongfeng, and his cultivation is second only to Senior Brother Jing.
After all, let's win a game. Otherwise, Qian Longfeng's face would really have been thrown to his grandma's house!
This time Shenglongfeng did not change. Dai Xiayun is still standing in the ring. Perhaps Dai Xiayun thinks he can defeat Qiu Ningxin.
"excuse me."
As soon as Qiu Ningxin took the stage, he took the lead in attacking, and the momentum of the peak of the heartbeat period swarmed out, like a mountain, pressing the weak disciple of the cultivation base to breathe.
She is like an angry queen, and the same generation Xiayun started a close fight.
Boom boom boom!
Every time the two of them collided with each other, there was a muffled noise.
The two fisted and fought, and they were inextricably beaten.
"Master sister, great!"
"Defeat her, defeat the ladies of Shenglongfeng!"
The disciples of Qianlongfeng kept shouting, this is a good start! At least, the people of Qianlongfeng took the initiative.
Of course, this is just what the disciples think so, but the older generation don't think so.
On the ring, Po Lao frowned, Qiu Ningxin's attack looked very violent and took the initiative, but her consumption was greater than Dai Xiayun's. Because the mentality of the two is fundamentally different, Qiu Ning's heart has an impetuous mentality of having to fight for Qianlongfeng, while Dai Xiayun is very calm and calm.
