Asura God

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Chapter 72 Furious battle (1)

It's stabbing! !! Thunder snake broke away from Qin Ming, and ran wild, before Qin Ming hit the sword of Fan Xin. It's incredibly fast and unavoidable.

A loud bang rang through the field.

The Razer smashed on the spot, and it just broke up the white awn, and even shocked Fan Xin, and the electric man that flew out of control almost drowned Fan Xin.

Every heart was dignified and retreated.

Qin Ming broke into the chaotic thunderbolt group and was killed quickly.

Huh!

The fierce collision opened again, Qin Ming reversed the battle, his body was full of thunder and lightning, and the electric swords gathered with the big Yan sword. The sword became more and more violent, almost pressing Fan Xin back again and again.

The atmosphere was hot again, and many people shouted.

Qingyun Sovereigns all secretly changed color, this is really Qin Ming?

He Lianzhong and the other five elders were inconceivable. Facing the praises of other elders around them, they could only smile awkwardly.

"Fan Xin, shake him off, don't entangle him." The female disciples of Baihuazong were anxious for Fan and squeezed sweat in his hands.

The demon looked at Qin Ming on the Wutai with great interest, and this scene surprised her again.

The top passers of each case exchanged their eyes and saw each other's surprise.

"You big man entangled with a little woman, very fulfilling? Get up!" Fan Jiao was so aggressive, the offensive was sharp and sharp, forcibly opened up Qin Ming, the whole body breeze rose, holding her to rush to the sky.

however……

"Mountains and rivers, heavy swords!" Qin Ming paced into the air, suddenly the sword was heavy, a majestic sword power, real and strong, centered on ancient swords to excite Wutai, overwhelmed the hearts of the world, and let the people around the stands Many people feel heavy and stern, subconsciously retreating.

Fan Xin was pressed back to the ground, his footsteps were embarrassing, and his face was tarnished. He was about to fight back. Qin Ming's ancient sword of Yan Yan had fallen on her brow. carry on?"

The fierce battle has ended abruptly!

From hot to still, many people are not comfortable with it.

Where the heart is standing, Silver Sword has mentioned mid-air, and the stronger sword art is about to be performed, but ... there is no chance.

She froze for a while, and then subconsciously raised a sword.

As soon as Qin Mingjian sent, the cold sword tip touched her brows. "Don't mess around, I really hurt you."

Bai Huazong's disciples covered their mouths and looked at the stage inconceivably, where Fan Xin lost?

Qing Yunzong's disciples are even more incredible. He won again? He actually won again!

Qin Ming's Jian Feng pointed at Fan Xin's brows and asked, "Continue?"

Fan Xin's mouth was narrowed, her eyes were red, and tears came down on the spot. Tears looked at Qin Ming with tears, as if unwilling. "I haven't tried my best yet."

Qin Ming's strong momentum collapsed on the spot, and he couldn't laugh or cry. What was this called?

"You step back, let's come again." Everyone pouting, I obviously can still fight, so it ends? Nope.

"I'm sorry, it's boring to fight with you." Qin Mingban face, the sword tipped forward again.

"You ... huck !!!!"

Qin Ming shrugged, it didn't matter.

"Fanxinshimei." The disciples of Baihuazong hurried to the stage, and left Fantai with Fanxin, and before they went down, they gave Qin Ming a ‘ferocious’ look.

The whole scene was sensational, the sentiment was excited, and there was nothing more exciting than 'reversal'. Qin Ming once again surprised them with swordsmanship and martial arts of thunder and lightning, letting them see a more real and comprehensive Qin Ming. They won beautifully and played wonderfully.

It was incredible that an eighth-day disciple could do this at the eight-tea ceremony tea party that was all geniuses.

It's just that the meaning is not exhausted, and the end is too sudden.

Disciples are wondering if Qin Ming is Yaeten.

"Lord Zong, this is a good seed, it's very good." The old town owner nodded with a smile.

The blood evil suzerainer deliberately asked: "Qin Ming is really your servant? Why is such a disciple a servant? If you are not rare, send it to our ancestors, I will give you ten servants and change them."

Qingyun Zongzong smiled, didn't speak, and didn't know what to say. He wondered where the sword came from? Where does this sword art come from? It is certain that it was not in Qingyunzong.

"I declare, the winner ..." The general was about to declare victory, Qin Ming suddenly raised his voice, and called again: "Qing Yunzong, Qin Ming, please fight against the Lingzong!"

"What do you want to do?" The general looked at Qin Ming and was never addicted?

"I want to be in the top ten." Qin Ming directly pointed out that since he was here to make a name, he would do something crazy.

His voice passed clearly to the eight disciples, and also to the disciples.

Thousands of people looked at each other, and it was not enough to win Fanxin? After all, you are an eighth sky. It has been very good to go up to now. Do you want to continue?

"Qin Ming, you deceive people too much!" What is the meaning of Fan's anger? Just warm up with me? Orthodox drama is Tu Lingzong?

The other female disciples of Baihuazong were also angry, too much!

The corner of Li Nian's eyes twitched. I lost to Fan Xin yesterday. Are you warming up with Fan Xin today? Isn't this indirectly humiliating me?

Tieshanhe stared for a moment, this is what you said last night?

"Qin Ming, do you really compete with our Tu Lingzong?" Yang Yi of Tu Lingzong's face paled.

"Study and martial arts, there is no hatred, I just want to have a good fight. Who are you interested?" Qin Ming remained unmoved.

"I fight." A Turin disciple strode on the stage.

"another one!"

All the disciples in the audience moved together, come again? What do you mean?

"What the **** do you want to do?" The military commander was dissatisfied. My acting martial arts platform, I came to be the master.

"I want to win with one enemy and two. I entered the top ten and lost. I officially quit." Qin Ming headed for the main stage and said to the eight masters there.

The eight lords did not express their positions, but just sat silently watching Qin Ming.

With one enemy and two?

There was no such precedent for the Eight Tea Party.

And Qin Ming just defeated Fan Xin, and then he wants to challenge the two disciples?

It ’s one thing to hit one and then hit another. It ’s another thing to challenge two directly.

Do you really want to fight for Qin Ming, or do you look down on the eight disciples?

"Tu Lingzong accepted the challenge!" The Tu Lingzong lord first stated that everyone was hitting the door, and what reason was there to retreat.

Suddenly the **** sect lord smiled suddenly: "This boy has a strong heart, I like it."

"Since he wants to challenge, let him do it." The lords of the ancestors expressed their attitudes and acquiesced to Qin Ming's request. If you can win, you are fully qualified to enter the top ten. But can you do it?

Yang Yi watched Qin Ming with an eyebrow, and motioned to his disciples to play: "Qin Ming, if you can defeat our two disciples in a row, we openly confess. You and we both wrote off the grudges and never turned over the accounts afterwards."

"Tu Lingzong, Guo Shan bronze! Martial arts, Tiger Tiger Fist!"

"Tu Lingzong, Xia Xingluo! Martial arts, overlord axe!"

Two Tu Lingzong disciples stood at Yanwutai. They were physically fit, tall and mighty, giving a strong aura of suppression.

One man wore a black iron glove, armed from his fist to his arms, and shone with a dark metallic luster; one was carrying a giant axe, the axe was actually two meters long, the axe was half a meter long, and it was sharp and piercing.

The two were all warlords of Tu Lingzong and volunteered to declare martial arts.

If the two can't defeat Qin Ming together, they are willing to give in.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience. What is the origin of this Qin Ming? Whether you can win or not, this courage is admirable.

Disciples of the Eight Sects looked at Takeba seriously. This battle deserves attention.

Qin Ming pulled open his shirt, exposing his strong and muscular muscles, slowly swinging his legs, pressing with his left hand, and pushing his right hand forward. ! "

Shura resentment?

Qing Yunzong's team is strange. Where did the martial arts come from? Never heard of it.

Ling Xue Liu Mei's light clusters, is that remnant soul's guidance to Qin Ming?

"Tu Lingzong, Guo Shantong (Xia Xingluo), please fight !!!" The two strong men whistled loudly, with a thunderous sound, roaring the audience, and both of them aroused strong air waves, long hair fluttering, momentum Magnificent.

"I will win today. Unless one person falls, the battle will continue." Qin Ming's whole body muscles were tightened, and the scalding force surged across the whole body.

The three popularity fields continued to rise, and the invisible air waves permeated the military field.

Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo were crawling with blue tendons, gritting their teeth and frowning like crazy.

Qin Ming's whole body skin was slightly red, steaming with heat, and a violent force boiled in the body.

"Battle!" The three of them roared in unison, slamming fast, and colliding straightly in three directions.

"Wow!" The atmosphere of the audience was suddenly hot, as if the floodgates were opened to flood the field, and it rang through the sky.