Asura God

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Chapter 69 Invincible

"Qin Ming cheated!" Tu Lingzong disciples surrounded Xu Hanfeng with emotion. There must be a problem. Xu Hanfeng's strength is definitely stronger than Qin Ming's, and it is impossible for two punches to be retreated.

Xu Hanfeng was breathing heavily, his face was pale, and his right arm and chest injuries were very serious. His pain was cold and his face was still a little bit conscious, and he was a little over-frightened.

The atmosphere in the stands was lively, and the disciples began to discuss. No one had figured out what was going on, but it was certain that Qin Ming used the means. However, what means can make Xu Hanfeng instant defeat.

On the main stage, Master Qi Cheng suddenly asked: "Dare to ask Master Zong, what martial arts are your Qin Ming practicing?"

The lord of the hundred flowers whispered softly: "What did the Lord Qi see?"

"His fist! There is black gas!" Qi Chengzhu recalled seriously.

The blood evil ancestor Qiu Zong slowly nodded: "That was a murderous spirit, which turned into a substantial murderous spirit! In my opinion, the disciples of the Turin ancestors were murdered into the body and stimulated the spirit.

Oh? The suzerains were surprised and didn't really care much. At a young age, where is such a big killer, how can one consolidate the killer spirit into substance?

Sovereign Qingyun had little knowledge of Qin Ming, but since the disciple won and won such a shock and so beautiful, he had no reason to dismantle his stage and smiled lightly: "I brought Qin Ming over for my reason I believe he will give you a surprise. As for martial arts, let me sell it? "

He blushed all this.

The suzerains didn't think much, and they started to pay attention to Qin's life.

The Earth Sovereign Sovereign was very calm, and several wins and losses were still acceptable.

On the stage of the performance, the middle-aged general was very embarrassed. He didn't see what was happening at all. It was not easy to decide who would win or lose. Fortunately, the old town owner on the main stage slowly nodded to him, meaning to announce it.

The general approached Qin Ming seriously and declared loudly: "This tea party, the first round of the competition, the first battle, Qing Yunzong Qin Ming won!"

"Why? Give an explanation!" Turin's disciples protested strongly.

"You don't even know how to defeat yourself, do you still have a face to scream?" The general was a stubble and gave back with a cold cry.

The disciples of Tulingzong had red ears and red faces, and the captive was speechless.

There was another uproar in the audience, and the generals made the referee. The lords acquiesced that Qin Ming has not cheated? Or did they use proper means?

"First round, first battle, surprise!"

"What the **** is this boy? If Lingzong was defeated for the first time, what about today?"

"How did he win?"

"How do I feel this kid is mysterious."

"No wonder Qing Yunzong has the courage to bring an Eighth Heaven disciple, this is sure."

The atmosphere was hot, and now that the suzerainians have recognized it, that's no problem. Although it feels weird, such a game is exciting. No one knows what the result will be, when it will be reversed, and when there will be surprises.

Qin Ming walked down to Wutai and smiled and nodded at He Xiangtian and others: "I'm over, it's your turn."

He Xiangtian, they collectively lost their voice, looked at Qin Ming strangely, and couldn't believe it. Won? Win so neatly?

"What did you do to him?" Han Chiba couldn't help asking.

"Help him put out the fire." Qin Ming was still shaking his arm, it hurt!

"The suzerain promised that you won't be a servant anymore after winning a game. Congratulations in advance, drink tonight." Tie Shanhe patted his shoulders vigorously and strode to Wutai.

"Oh!" The iron knife was suddenly vacated, hung over five meters high, and the knife was suffocated, and the humming was over.

"Qing Yunzong, Tieshanhe, please fight!" Tieshanhe asked loudly, his slender eyes flashed brilliantly, his long hair rose from the wind, his expression was indifferent, with a special temperament, like a high-hanging iron knife in midair , Sharp.

"I'm coming! Qing Yunzong, we're not finished with you ..." Disciples of Tu Lingzong are about to face off, and a disciple next to Xuan Xinzong jumped into the martial arts step by step: "Xuan Xinzong, Yu Chibin! Fight."

The light flashed, and the iron knife was like a dragon, tumbling fiercely in the air, and fell to Yu Chibin!

Tieshanhe took the lead and did not delay.

The whole atmosphere was hot, and this person didn't need to do it himself, and he could control the sword directly.

"I know you, you are Tieshanhe, a descendant of the Tie family." Wei Chibin held his hands up as if winning the ticket, and his whole body stirred up a blue air wave, flipping violently, rising like a hurricane, and pouring straight into the sky.

Buzz. The waves of air were endless, like the big waves of the river. From Wei Chibin's body boiled and poured into the sky, he quickly formed a dark blue cloud, which tossed and swirled fiercely in the sky, and filled with amazing oppression.

"Qian Guan Qian Kun! Town!"

Wei Chibin shouted confidently, with strong blue wind and great momentum.

Gorgeous martial arts, amazing power, it is unimaginable that they were cast from a disciple of Lingwu Realm.

The black cloud seemed to be under heavy pressure from the mountains and rivers, covering the iron knife steadily, and nailed it in the air.

The dark clouds swirled fiercely, toward the iron knife.

The battle was so big at the beginning, many people were excited. It was indeed a match of the Eight Tea Party, which was more exciting than usual.

Surprisingly, Tieshan River was expressionless and unmoved. The iron knife stood still under strong pressure. Seeing that the black clouds swirled down, the iron knife's momentum regained momentum, and it rose like a horrifying sky and broke. Rolling dark clouds, rushing straight up.

"Humph"

Wei Chibin snorted, and the power of Qian Qiankun was unpredictable. I received your knife! !!

The blue wind and dark clouds spread rapidly, and if it was a small hill, it was writhing in the sky, and there was a sound of thunder, and the next moment, the waves were flooding the iron sword.

"Pretty !!" Xuan Xinzong's disciples cheered and accepted your sword to see how you played.

"Haha, brother, your sword, it's my turn ... what?" Wei Chibin laughed abruptly, a black mang cut through the void and split from the huge dark cloud.

The iron knife was so terrible that it smashed into a mad surge of knife anger, shattered the dark clouds and broke it.

The sword was like a rainbow. After breaking through the clouds, it turned into a black awn, which was split towards Wei Chibin.

Wei Chibin's face changed drastically. Although his strength was strong, he could rely on the martial arts of perseverance. Under the mightyness, he shot blue air waves and tried to stop. However, the iron knife was unmatched, and the power was unrestrained. All the green qi was split in succession, and thunderous sounds continued to make the audience tremble with blood.

Many people in the stands were not calm, because Tieshanhe stood still and did not take a half step forward from beginning to end. Seems ... easy? !!

"Wei Chibin, persist." Xuan Xinzong's disciples reminded one after another that this is the first battle of Xuan Xinzong and cannot be defeated.

However, the iron knife was too powerful, chopped all the green awns, and smashed into Wei Chibin.

puff! !! Wei Chibin vomited blood in his mouth and was shaken back. He shouted unwillingly, the whole body of air waves boiled again, converging into a hurricane, sweeping the whole body, but ... the iron knife instantly penetrated the hurricane, and slammed directly at Yu Chibin, with a scream, the hurricane broke down, his Wei Chibin was forced The knife air split and flew, leaving a large string of blood flowers in the air.

"Tongtong." Wei Chibin fell on the Wutai.

Huh! !! The iron sword flew again, swinging a fierce and violent sword blade, as thick as a water tank, fell from the sky, and beheaded to Yu Chibin of Wutai.

"No!" Wei Chibin exclaimed.

"Stop!" Xuan Xinzong's disciples almost rushed forward.

Huh! !! The iron knife split heavily next to Yu Chibin, half a meter away, and the crushed stones hit him densely.

Wei Chibin was shocked to get cold sweats, and his chest was violently undulating.

The audience was suddenly quiet, and then cheered.

too strong! This young man with a shawl is too strong, an iron knife, invincible, closed the field.

Tieshanhe closed his sword and strode down Wutai without waiting for the announcement.

Zhen Shouwu convulsed the corners of his eyes, so he didn't give them face to face, he still announced loudly: "Qing Yunzong, Tieshanhe, win !!"

Wei Chibin looked at the back of Tieshanhe, but he had a deep sense of weakness. Is the gap so big? why!

The disciples looked dignified. Qing Yunzong's disciples were generally very strong. One Qin's life was enough to surprise people.

He Xiangtian, they all opened their mouths slightly. This iron maniac is really abnormal!

"Heir to the Iron Family?" On the main stage, all the ancestors remembered. Qing Yunzong seemed to be lucky to recruit a Heir to the Iron Family.

Qingyun Zongzong smiled slowly and nodded slowly: "Yes, the children of the Iron Family, have grown up."

"Mr. Li, your disciples are excellent." Ms. Xinghe, next to you, smiled and congratulated.

"Where and where, this is just the beginning." The ancestor of Qingyun Zong couldn't hide his smile. Although it is only a competition for the new generation of disciples, but ... have a long face, haha.