Chapter 114: The show is just beginning

青 Li Qingyang exhibited this kind of spiritual martial arts, and immediately surprised four of them.

"Unbelievable!" Ye Di was also shocked.

He has practiced many kinds of spiritual martial arts in his previous life. He knows the shortcomings of such martial arts and consumes psionic energy extremely.

For example, the stormy sun and moon that had been cultivated is also a spiritual martial arts skill. The conditions must reach the martial arts, and one stroke will cost nearly 60% of the cyclone energy.

What about Li Qingyang?

Just raise your hands and lift your feet, then cut out three streamers, the process can not be too easy!

The bursting fist just now, I cut it now, shocked Ye Xingchen deeply, let him realize that the iron bone martial arts skills are very good!

"Breakthrough to martial arts, practicing this martial arts skill seems to be better than that of the emperor's martial arts." He secretly came.

Ye Xing, who was originally only interested in Yi Jin Jing, also had a strong feeling for Burst Fist and I Cut.

"brush!"

"brush!"

"brush!"

On Yan Yan Wuchang, three crescent crescents burst out in different trajectories.

Mo Shangfei, who had just stabilized her body, suddenly changed her face, and hurriedly put on her blast to meet her.

"嘭! 嘭!"

Both fists collided with the crescent streamer coming from left and right, shaking his arms trembling violently, and sending a pain like a torn muscle!

Shang Mo had no time to grin his teeth, because the third crescent streamer rushed close to the ground, dragged from the bottom up, dragged a 90-degree arc, and banged heavily on his chin.

"brush!"

Xun's powerful forces led him to fly up his entire body, and finally he fell heavily to the ground, and a blood spurted out.

I was able to stop two of my slashes, and the disciples of the Holy Spring Sect did very well.

Chen Naihe, the third angle is tricky, there is nothing to hide.

"But ... hate ..." Mo Shangfei got rid of the bleeding from the corner of her mouth and stood up. It seemed that her body was very strong, and she was only hit with a slight injury.

This is because Li Qingyang did not fully erupt the spiritual power, otherwise, he simply fought against me with a fist, and his bones broke.

The faces of the three elders suddenly pulled down.

He originally thought that his disciples could easily defeat his opponents, and he did not expect to be injured by martial arts.

Qin Haoran said: "Although the spiritual martial arts skills are powerful, the disadvantage is that they cannot last. If the disciples of the Holy Spring Sect can resist, it is not a fear."

"Three strokes were exhibited one after the other, the disciples must have consumed a lot, and they must be exhausted after the fight."

The leaders of these hundreds of alliances seem to be talking about themselves, but the voice is very loud, obviously reminding the disciples of Shengquanzong not to be impatient and slowly consume him.

No need to remind, Mo Shangfei also knows the weakness of spiritual martial arts.

He shook his arms, his eyes sternly: "Just a moment ago, you seized the opportunity."

This is serious, and I no longer underestimate the enemy.

The elder Wu drew his ears and grinned, "The good show has just begun."

"Yes."

Xun Jun often shook her leg with a smile, and digging her nose, she said, "The good show has just begun."

"brush!"

After the adjustment, Mo Shangfei rushed again, and the blast of wind blast was unfolded, and the speed was significantly faster than before, and there were more than ten punches, and the power was quite explosive!

"嘭! 嘭! 嘭!"

Li Qingyang's bursting fist is unfolded, and the sound of firecrackers and the sound of boxing are passed on together, a touch of spiritual power rippling in space like a ripple!

It was just a moment, the two fought dozens of moves with boxing!

With the constant collision of the dust beneath the lame foot, wind swirls around the surrounding area, and the residual leaves are rolled up and torn into strips.

"嘭!"

The two of them fought again and each backed up four or five meters.

青 Li Qingyang stretched her fingers, and her arm was numb.

Neither Mo Shangfei nor better.

This fierce confrontation is simply tantamount to stone-to-stone, hurting the enemy and hurting itself.

"It seems that it is difficult to tell the difference in a short time."

"It's weird that a fourth-grade warrior can match the fanfare of an eight-grade warrior!"

"The quality of the boxing skills cast by the Disciples is not low, otherwise they would have been defeated."

"The disciples of the Holy Spring Sect are high-level, the psionic energy in the cyclone is magnificent, and there must be no problem in fighting protracted war."

"Ironbone disciples are trembling. In my opinion, these dozens of tricks are fighting, and the psionic energy in Dantian Cyclone has already consumed ten or eight."

"brush!"

Li Qingyang waved with his hand knife: "I cut!"

"咻 ——"

The crescent moon streamer burst out.

He ... can he perform spiritual martial arts?

I was in charge of the various factions that were discussing, and when the streamers rushed over, one by one was stupid.

"I cut!"

"I cut!"

In a very short time, Li Qingyang waved again, cut out two crescent moonlights, and severely hit the faces of a group of big men with actual actions, and told them that my psionic energy was sufficient.

"嘭! 嘭! 嘭!"

Mo Mo Fei became vigilant, and stepped away to avoid the first time, three streamers bombarded one stone after another, crushing them.

It's irrational to change to Li Qingyang this time!

While the other side was fleeing, he turned to his side, as if playing table tennis, he continued to make the ball-cutting posture, and crescents streamed out.

"..."

Looking at the Yanwu field, the crescent streamer flew over the eyes in different arcs, and the expressions on the faces of the Qin League master and the warriors of various factions stiffened.

High-consumption spiritual power martial arts, thrown out with a wave, the screen is simply too scary!

Although Mo Shangfei tried to show his coquettish position in the sword light sword shadow, but only avoided three streamers, he was hit relentlessly on the face, shoulders, hands, and feet by subsequent streamers ...

"噗通!"

Finally, after being bombarded with a meal, his four feet fell to the ground, his side face spurted out of blood, and he rolled his eyes and passed out.

斩 I formed by Li Qingyang. Although my strength is not strong, I can't stand bombardment and bombardment. Not to mention the eight-ranked warrior, even the nine-ranked warrior can't carry it.

"Won!"

"Second Brother, win!"

Wu Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi jumped up excitedly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Although Lu Yan was expressionless, his heart was secretly saying: "After returning, I have to cultivate my chop ..."

女人 This woman, like Ye Xingchen, is only interested in Yi Jin Jing. As for the bursting fist and I cut it, although it was early, it has never been practiced.

Seeing his brother win, Xiao Guiji raised his head slightly, and his index finger was released from the trigger.

He is always on high alert. If the fighting just wasn't good for the second brother, he would definitely be the first one.

"Night Master."

Xiao Xiao sinned with a grin: "The second brother won!"

"Cut." Lord Gao Leng disdainfully said: "Won a Bapin samurai, so happy?"

His state of mind is not disturbed because he has not integrated himself into the iron skeleton and does not have that sense of honor.

Xiao Xiao's sin is different. He agrees with the iron skeleton school, the head, and the brothers and sisters, so the joy of Li Qingyang's victory is no less than the battle for victory.

"Oh."

Xun Jun often stood up with a smile and arched apologetically. "I have no fists and feet, and it's a little embarrassing to make your disciples like this."

The disciple of Shengquan who stood on the left side of his head, with an angry look, some people put their hands on the hilt of the sword.

Lu Lu took two steps forward, standing side by side with the head, and the jade hand was also placed on the hilt of the sword, and a pair of star eyes flashed chill.

Society I 芊 sister, people do not talk too much!

Wu Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi also leaned over and put their hands on Han Feng's sword, staring angrily, without showing weakness.

Xun Xiao sinned again on the eightfold realm, and the crosshair was locked on the head of the disciple of the Holy Spring Sect closest to his head. As long as he dared to move one step, he immediately headshot.

The sword is outstretched, and the atmosphere is so calm! !!