Chapter 14: War

Dao Ling’s eyes looked at Qian Jing. He smiled and said: “I also want to know why your tone is so embarrassing. If you make any tricks, let’s make it out.”

Although Qian Jing is a half-step spirit, but he is not a realm of magic. The gap between the two is very large. Dao Ling has broken the boundaries of the body, and the combat power has completely changed, and there is no fear of half-step spirits.

Wen Yan, Qian Jing's face was blue, his fists clenched, and his face shouted: "You waste, you are really looking for death, I killed you this idiot!"

With a bang, when the words fell, Qian Jing’s body burst into a violent wave of air, and the blue light shone around the whole body, and the vacuum of the shock was shaking.

His body blooms halo, this is a peculiar energy, each of which contains strong fluctuations, which is the realm of the spirit, the body is changing.

Once the change is completed, you can hook up the energy of the heavens and the earth to attack and kill the enemy. By that time, the combat power of the people will be terrible!

How is your body stronger? Then I will use the power of heaven and earth to suppress you!

Qian Jing’s body rushed, and the entire palm was shrouded in a layer of blue halo, containing a sigh of temper, directly hitting his chest.

The Taoling snorted, his feet jerked, the volley blasted, and the whole fist was golden, just like gold cast, directly crushed away.

boom!

The air was torn, and the fierce battle was unfolding. The fists and the palms were intertwined, and a burst of huge waves burst into the air.

The Dao Ling sinks, his black hair dances wildly, and the whole body bursts with fierce blood, like an oven burning, and every inch of muscles burst into a vibrating sound, and the roots are humming!

The Dao Ling body has become an attacking force, and the close-up fights up. The fists are crazy to the money scene, and each shot is full of invincible momentum!

In the body of Dao Ling, the blood flow of the billows is smashing, and the golden energy of the dragonfly is boiling. He feels that with the battle, the momentum is skyrocketing!

Since the beginning of the strengthening of Dao Ling, it has not yet experienced a battle, this battle is just to hone the flesh!

Qian Jingyue became more and more shocked. He felt that every hit was like squatting on a huge stone. There was an unstoppable force to attack, which made him feel powerless.

And the speed of Dao Ling is getting faster and faster, and the blow is more subtle than the one shot. In the meantime, Qian Jing feels like a sharpening stone.

"Damn, how can I give birth to such ridiculous thoughts, I must kill him, this idiot!" Qian Jing's face is cold and killing, even a waste can't be dealt with, if it is passed out, it will not be laughed off. .

The palm of Qian Jing’s palm slammed down, and a burst of glare emerged, like a sword, bursting out.

"Zhenshan strike!" With the explosion of Qian Jing, the air of his palms spurted out, and there was a feeling like a mountain, which was shot out.

Zhenshan strike, a high-level martial arts, once refining Dacheng, you can shake the mountains, the power is extremely strong!

This is the attack and killing. The scorpion of Dao Ling is slightly stunned. This is a high-level martial arts. It can feel the breath of Qian Jing suddenly rises by three or four points. This is the power of martial arts.

But for him, this strength is not enough.

His palms are clenched, and the golden energy of the rolling sea is bursting out, gathering in the palm of his hand, and the blood is rolling rapidly.

His whole palm is golden, like gold, and it is covered!

The palms slammed in the air, the sky and the earth made a loud noise, the air was turned over, and the whole wall was rolled up, and the walls next to it shook.

Qian Jing’s footsteps retreat, and he continued to retreat seven or eight steps to stabilize his body shape. He felt that the entire palm would be blown up, and the tiger’s mouth was bleeding.

The tombs are full of blood, and the blood gas in the flesh is shaking. His feet are slamming, the whole body is emitting golden glow, and the swallowing power is running a few times. The violent and moving blood is suppressed, but But it is more comfortable than before.

"Half-step psychic!" Qian Lin trembled, this waste actually broke through to half-step psychic, and now he is looking for his trouble, is to find the rhythm of death.

Qian Jing’s face is not good-looking. Now that the cards are out, I can’t even deal with Dao Ling. Where did this kid come out? The martial arts that can be beaten hard!

Thinking of this, Qian Jingyin smiled, and a cyan sword appeared in his hand. A cyan brilliance flashed, and the blade was cold and cold.

"Kid, you are really strong, but you only have to be killed by me!" Qian Jing sneered, this is a great spirit, use it to deal with Daolin, it is too easy.

"Don't be too mad, don't even know how to die." The tomb shrugged and faint.

Qian Jing’s face is very angry, does he know his identity? I am the grandson of the money family. He ate the leopard and dared to speak to himself like this?

"You give me to die!" Qian Jing slammed, and the body's vitality was madly poured into the best spirits. This sword suddenly became powerful and burst into a stern sword.

"Give me to death!" Qian Jingshuang armed with a sword, slammed the past, Jian Manhuo Huo, this blue sword swayed the air, slammed down!

"Spirit!" The scorpion of Dao Ling shrunk slightly, and the body instantly escaped sideways. There was a terrible sword flying out in the blink of an eye, and the walls of the scorpion were like tofu cracked.

This is an artifact, very terrible. Although the spirit is the lowest treasure, the attack power is not weak. There are some treasures between the heavens and the earth that are terrible. Every movement can penetrate the mountains!

Flying fast to hide a few attacks, Dao Ling looked at some breathless Qian Jing, he sneered: "How do you have a spirit?"

Qian Jing was almost blasted, and all the blue veins were violent, and the mad sword was thrown out of his hand.

"This instrument is really extraordinary, but it belongs to me now." The Tao Ling snorted and the body exploded.

"Hey!" The sword slammed and slammed into his neck. The air was all four, and the air was burning.

The head of Dao Ling is next to the sword. If this is hit, the head will fall.

The speed of the tomb was faster, the body sank instantly, and fell to the ground. He escaped this attack and attacked, and the palm of his hand grabbed Qian Jing’s shoulder and slammed it.

Qian Jing screamed, feeling that the entire arm was removed, and he was covered in cold sweat, and the sword in his hand came out.

"Roll!" The Tao Ling was cold and cold, and the soles of the feet burst into bursts. If the swords were squirted, the oppressed air was blown up, and there were phantoms in the air, directly on the small belly of Qian Jing.

"Hey!" Qian Jing spit out a large blood, the trembling body flew out, fell to the ground and rolled ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ felt the whole body to explode.

Dao Ling was so arrogant that he strode to Qianjing and went straight to his back.

"Budget, give me a hand!" The sizzling sound suddenly burst, this is a young iron blue face came over, he did not expect this small place to come out a master, even the money is not his opponent, such people can not stay what!

"Brother, kill him!" Qian Jing's face was ecstatic, and he picked it up: "Catch this idiot thing!"

"It’s still so rampant now!" Dao Ling sneered, his feet slammed directly into the back of Qianjing, hitting his bones and splitting like a dead dog.

"Damn, you are looking for death!" Qian Rong is preparing to teach and teach Dao Ling, but when he saw this scene, he was mad, and his eyes burst into murderousness. He dared to be indifferent to my words!

"I don't know what is high in the sky!" Qian Rong screamed, and there was a lot of volatility in the body. The world where the rolls were rolled up and shook up, overwhelming.

This kind of terrible fluctuations is like a big wave, oppressed on the body of the Tao, and the writhing vacuum is deforming!

Dao Ling also felt the pressure of suffocation. His cold eyes swept to Qian Rong, and his inner strength was even more urgent. The realm of rhyme was really strong, and he could move the world to attack and kill the enemy.

"Dowing, you are not very arrogant, playing!" Qian Lin's face was sinister, and said: "Jing Ge killed him and slaughtered the beast."

"Shut up!" Qian Rong's cold eyes glanced at him. His fists were clenched. This idiot was a wilderness. He dared to beat my brother. He was tired.

"Give me a slap!" Qian Rong's cold and proud eyes looked at the Dao Ling. With a scorn, his body was strengthened, his body overflowed with glare, and several large willow trees were crushed and shattered!