Immortal God Asura

Mingdong Qingyun

Qin Ming slowed down for a while, and stood in the overwhelming eyes of everyone. He shrugged, moved his body, and once again showed his arrogant hand posture, swung four fingers, and hooked Muzixiu.

Without saying a word, was invited to fight again.

His physical constitution had undergone several transformations of Shengsheng Jue, which were much more difficult than ordinary people, especially the transformation of Shengsheng Jue's second paragraph.His physical hardness was at least ten times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Mu Zixiu did not believe his eyes and stood up again? He stood up again!

Do people look at each other and stand up? Or can we fight again? They looked strange and looked at Qin Ming from afar. The mute expression from just sulking his head was an inexplicable pressure. With wounds and blood, many female disciples did not dare to look at him.

"okay! This is so good! It really opened my eyes today!" Mu Zi repaired his blood, took a deep breath, and calmed his writhing blood.

People looked at Qin Ming, look at Mu Zixiu, is there a variable?

“Half time left, Mu Zixiu, hurry up, what are you doing?” Some people watched the crowd scream from the stage.

Mu Zixiu's red eyes stared at the crowd. The student shrank his neck and was afraid to scream.

But he did not dare to speak, but someone did not care.

"Lingwu Qizhongtian's brother can't beat Wuzhongtian's brother Mu Zixiu, you really gave your master a long face."

The disciples were shocked, who would dare and be able to look around and shut up together? Tieshan!

"Don't be arrogant, wait for me to defeat Qin Ming, and challenge you another day." Mu Zixiu replied coldly.

"Let's talk when you lose Qin Ming, the time will come. It's faster than you think, isn't it?"

"Enough is enough." Mu Zixiu rushed to Qin Ming again, but this time he did not use broken star steps. The bow raged again, getting stronger and stronger, almost drowning him.

Qin Ming frowned slightly, clearly sensing Mu Zixiu's murderous spirit, not the same as before.

"You want to hit him hard, I'll do it for you!" Shouted Mu Zixiu, rising up from the ground after more than ten steps, banging his right fist into Qin Ming, violent and violent electric gangs went berserk, immediately gathering his entire right arm.

True Thunder Trial, fifth paragraph!

Really roar!

This was the strongest martial art and the last stage of the Zhenlei trial.

Mu Zixiu was stimulated and did not want to delay anymore.

The audience quickly and silently, only Caiyi wanted to remind Qin Ming: "Don't fix it, hurry away! Time is running out, you can delay until the end, you can do it."

"You can take my fifth paragraph, you're pretty proud. Today's fight ends here." Mu Zixiu swung her right hand firmly, and the lightning and lightning that gathered together was extremely bright, like a sun in bloom. All the shows in the small half were immersed in a blinding light, and they could not see anything. Can you imagine Qin Ming's current situation, hiding? Can't escape

The disciples held their breaths and wanted to see the situation clearly, but could not see anything.

Qin Ming did not intend to dodge. He looked conscious, closed his eyes, and began releasing the fifth paragraph of Vajrayana-Vajrayana.

His skin was flushed, his blood was hot, and his clothes had no hair, he exploded with fists, facing his head, and his strength surged six times.

Five thousand pounds of explosive power!

Mu Zixiu's attack came at this moment, and the bloated lightning the size of a human head ...

Fight each other, fight each other.

Real Thunder Roar VS King Kong is diverse.

"Click!"

The loud explosion sounded like a rumbling explosion on the ground, it opened in Yanwutai and swept over the audience. Many people's ears are just buzzing and their hearing is gone.

Deep in the glorious light, Mu Zixiu released with a smile and wasted Qin's life.

However ...

Qin Ming's heavy fist turned out to explode waves of thunder that exploded, and pierced through it as a whole, facing Mu Zixiu's fist.

At this moment, at the same time as thunder and thunder roared throughout the audience, in fact, there were the sounds of broken bones and screams that followed, but they were drowned by the sounds of thunder.

Qin Ming was rocked by the explosion of the "True Thunder Roar". He took more than ten steps back before he could barely stop his footsteps. His right and right hands were dripping blood, which was a left wound when he pierced through thunder and lightning.

The seemingly powerful Real Thunder Roar was shattered by the diamond force, turning into a scattered arc of chaos.

He stood back up, but Mu Zixiu rolled and rolled. He rolled over twenty meters, shouted on the ground, his right arm had changed shape, and rotated irregularly.

Qin Ming won? Defeating Mu Zixiu?

He actually defeated Qi Zhongtian disciples with the strength of Lingwu Wuzhongtian?

If he was an ordinary disciple, he could barely accept it, but Mu Zixiu was the personal disciple or elder of the elders.

Such an incredible thing actually happened in front of them?

"My hand, my hand ..." Mu Zixiu rolled on the spot, the screams became raspy, and many female disciples did not dare look at Yan Wutai.

"Brother Mu!" Several disciples woke up, rushed onto the stage for the performance, and hurriedly supported Mu Zixiu.

Mu Zixiu's face was pale, her head was sweating, her breathing was loud, and she couldn't believe how she shouted, She doesn't even have the energy to curse Qin Ming. His hand was broken, his hand was broken, and his injuries were shocking.

Qin Minghuang stood up for a while, sitting miserably on the cold stone surface of Yanwutai.

The audience kept silent, thousands of disciples looked at him strangely, and forgot to clap, and did not know how to clap.

Ling Xue, Ding Dian, Han Chiba and the others were all silent.

"Qin Ming, you're in trouble, let's walk and see." The disciples said harsh words, and hurriedly left Mu Zixiu behind Yanwu Stadium. The savior might be able to keep his hands in time.

But Su Qing suddenly stopped in front of them and said coldly, "I'm willing to lose!"

“What do you mean?” Some disciples looked at Yun Qing angrily.

"Three beaded grasses."

"We'll give."

"Now!"

"We'll give!"

“Now!” The voice of Qi Qing was suddenly mentioned, with unquestionable majesty in the cold air, this scene changed the eyes of many people, looking at Qi Qing unimaginably, and not looking at him, even more shocked than Qin Ming seeing Razer. What's this for? Qi Qing still has a difficult side?

“Qing Qing, don't bully people too often.” Mu Zixiu's face was pale, and she was aching sweat.

"Three Lingzhu grasses, willing to bet to lose, without this kind of temperament, what kind of student are you." Qi Qing stopped there, without the slightest concession. Mu Zixiu's goal on stage today was to abolish Qin's life, or even kill Qin's life. No need to be soft on people like that.

“We will give it!” A student almost shouted.

"Don't understand people, take it! Now!" Cai Yi accompanied beside Qing Qing, his tone was even rougher. "When you come to the competition, you should bring Lingzhu grass first. This is a basic honor. Why, don't you ever think that you're going to lose?"

"Give me!" Mu Zixiu palely urged the surrounding disciples.

The disciple left in a hurry, but from Yanwuchang to Mu Zixiu's residence, it took at least some time to go back and forth, not to mention that Mu Zixiu couldn't have three Lingzhu grasses, either, and he'll go somewhere else to gather, no half an hour, can't go back

Wu Qing stood there, like an iceberg, coldly on the edge of Yanwutai. Not only did it make Mu Zixiu angry, but it also brought great pressure to the audience.

'Mu Cheng's 'Golden Sword' looked at the resolute Qi Qing, and looked at Qin Ming deeply, his eyes piercing through the cold, and he retired in silence.

"Qin Ming ... Qin Ming ... Very interesting ..." Ding Dian and Han Chiye looked at each other for a few seconds, and they all smiled silently, and also left the martial arts field without making a sound.

"Pops! Papa! Pops!" Tie Shanhe clapped three times and left Yanwu Stadium.

Hu Yanzhuo Zhuo stood in the middle of the crowd and looked at Qin Ming with bright eyes.If he was only interested in the past, he should consider pulling today.

Ling Xue had left Yanwu Stadium, and no one knew when she left.

The autobiographical disciples went one after another, more or less with approval. The other disciples were reluctant to leave for a long time, and the discussion became excited, and the atmosphere gradually grew hot.

Qi Qing instructed Caiyi: "First, return Qin Ming."

Caiyi quickly ran to Qin Ming's side and helped him without hesitation: "Can you go?"

Qin Ming slowed down for a while and stood up.

The crowd automatically separated their way and watched him leave Yanwuchang.

The outcome of today's battle was unexpected for everyone. How can a five-day sky win a seven-day sky? Moreover, Qin Ming was self-taught, and Mu Zixiu was personally adjusted by the elders, who should not be on a level.

Some people thought about Qin Ming's martial arts. One set was taken two months ago, and the other was removed from Wuzong Pavilion a month ago. Is it easy to master? This kid is a genius?

However, after today, Qin Ming's name was no longer limited to the lower circles, and it was enough for many personal disciples to deal with him.