The Strongest Sect of All Times

“Eight martial arts? ”

Su Xiao Mo and Tian Qi's disciples looked slightly different.

Four and eight are too bad. Can he win?

Lu Xiaoliu frowned slightly and lowered his voice: “Master, your opponent is too strong, let me fight. ”

She was too strong to believe that the Second Brother could win.

King Chang laughed and took the seat out of the space ring and sat down, knocking his finger on the armrest. "As a master sister, you must have enough confidence in your brother whenever and wherever you are. ”

Lu Zheng remained silent and stood behind his brothers.

“Although Li Qingyang's qualifications are good, there is no chance that the Holy Springs Sect will be equally good Pine Root. Send him up here without a chance. ”

“Isn't this the only disciple who can get the iron pie? ”

Master Qin and the rulers of the various parties laughed at each other.

This is such a good opportunity not to ridicule the iron pie, how to come out of the moon and star building to suffer the stench.

Absolutely.

They don't think Li Qingyang is bad.

But the same qualifications, the same excellence, no matter the resources and mentors, are much better than each other.

“The first day of Qingyang City, if you join the Cangshan pie, you must also be an inner disciple, the achievement must be stronger than now. ”

“Hey, wasted such good credentials. ”

The Big Brothers regretted it.

What about the truth?

But in exchange for PHARE to mock the iron pie, the sarcastic monarch often laughs and destroys people.

Xie Guangkun secretly said: “More than two months ago, Li Qingyang could not open 10 sections. Now he has entered the four martial arts. He has grown very fast. You are really blind. ”

It's not blind, it's black and dark.

Monsignor laughed and ignored others' ridicule. He looked at the distant place intentionally and saw a glimmer of light passing away. "Sin has come, too. ”

Yes, it is.

Xiao Sin is here too.

He was lying on a high slope 800 meters away, his body wrapped in grass, one eye on the lens, and the muzzle of the 88-type sniper gun had been pointed at Murphy.

During field practice, Xiao Sin had heard about the battle and arrived early.

He had been lying in the grass all day and all night, and even the three later martial arts strong men had not thought that a ghost sniper would lurk in the dark.

Master Gate.

The gun is ready.

Who are you referring to, the disciple hitting who.

The night star lay on a rock in the distance, and said secretly: "If it wasn't for the Emperor's true scripture, he would have hidden your breath. Do you really think God wouldn't have known to lie in the grass? ”

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“Holy Springs Sect. ”

The tone and the look of your eyes are disdainful.

He had heard of Li Qingyang, but he didn't take it seriously. After all, he would be slowly assimilated into garbage.

Name each other, the battle should have begun.

However, the Third Elder said: "Monarch, fists and feet are blind, if my disciple hurts your disciple, please be more receptive. ”

This is telling yourself, will that guy be fierce later?

King Chang shook his head with a smile and arched his hand: “If my disciple hurts your disciple, please treat him well. ”

Qin Haoran and others rolled their white eyes.

A four pint can hurt eight pints, definitely a joke.

The Third Elder was too lazy to smile at King Chang, but said faintly: “Here we go. ”

“Brush -” the voice just dropped, but didn't step up, gathering the right fist of the power, carrying a powerful force to bombard.

Soon, suddenly!

“Boom!” Li Qingyang couldn't get away. His hands were crossed in haste and he punched each other hard.

“Whoa, whoa! ”

Retreat a dozen steps and barely hold your body steady.

At least 20,000 pounds a punch, based on the degree of airborne spirituality!

“Whoo!”

Li Qingyang shook a slightly numb arm.

“Huh?” he said, surprised to see if he could retract his fist. "If you can resist my wind punch, and your face doesn't change color, your physical defense will be fine. ”

“But.”

He laughed. “How many times can you fight? ”

“Brush!”

Step on it!

Man hasn't arrived yet, left and right fists frequently swung, with spiritual strength, into a fist shadow.

Anyone who is famous for his fast-paced, fierce-paced middle-class wind punch can only understand it to the extreme. This was carried out, causing the Qin League Master and others to marvel.

Su Xiao Mo and Tian Qi's face was stunned.

Fast punching speed and strength, if you can't hide from yourself, you will definitely be bombarded!

Li Qingyang frowned slightly, his arms crossed together again, but listened to ‘bang bang’ a few times, then all the powerful boxing shadows next, his body also step back.

“Step!”

Until you retreat to the edge of the stadium and step on the tablet, you will stabilize yourself.

Don't be unreasonable, keep up with the fast pace, rise up in the sky, right fist spiritual force, flashing light came.

This hit, it's strong!

Master Qin and the rulers of the various parties instantly judged that Li Qingyang could not hide from the left or right now, either backward or hardwired in the front.

Back off, it's like losing.

And after a few punches in a row, go hard again, you must be injured!

At this time, they would prefer Li Qingyang to retreat, because it is equivalent to losing. They have lost without a confession since the beginning. They can definitely laugh.

Gun Chang smiled and punched his fingers regularly, not panicked and intentionally, but in a really steady mood!

“Step!”

At this time, Li Qingyang suddenly stepped on the ground with one foot, his right fist collapsed in his abdomen, and his spiritual power rushed from the meridian pulse into his arm, and his gaze gathered in his fist.

“Blast fist! ”

After a cold drink, his right fist burst out suddenly, the light flashed, and instantly formed a whirlpool about a metre below his feet.

“Boom, boom! ”

The sound of the burst came and sounded as if a string of firecrackers had been set ablaze in the martial arts, marveling at everyone.

“Boom!”

In the blink of an eye, Li Qingyang carried the fist of bursting power, directly bombarded Mu Shangfei's fist and struck it out.

“Whoa, whoa! ”

The disciple of the Holy Springs Sect Neighborhood Gate landed and retreated more than twenty meters before it was difficult to stabilize. His eyes were shocked by the strong pain in his right fist.

The wind punch gathered by himself, the strength has reached 22,000 kilograms, with him face to face, the wind has fallen completely!

Qin League master and others who have already worked out how to laugh at the Iron Bone lines, saw that they had to be beaten back, one gazed.

It's incredible how you could reverse that situation just now!

Blast fist?

What kind of martial arts is this? Never heard of it!

Taking the four martial arts discipline as the defeat of the eight martial arts players who carry out the fierce wind fist, could it be the middle class level boxing method?

Standing on the high slope, watching the night stars, the dark shock said: “This fist is never easy! ”

“Brush!” Li Qingyang stepped forward. Meanwhile, his right fist turned into a palm knife, filling the palm with spiritual power, and his hand swung like a blank blade.

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoops!”

In an instant, three curved moonlight currents dragged the arc and burst from three directions, leaving nothing but faint shadows.

This is…

That's right, I'll chop it!!

Xie Guangkun shouted: “Spiritual martial arts! ”

Qin Hao ran and the various parties opened their eyes, and their eyes finally shocked!

Even the three elders of the Holy Springs Sect sitting on the fishing platform saw Li Qingyang cut out three moon teeth from the knife and fall. Almost couldn't stand up!

Spiritual martial arts.

They also have the Holy Springs Sect, but the lowest level is also the middle grade, which can only be mastered by the martial arts master. The weak cyclone of the martial artist Dantian will not be able to be extended!

King Chang smiled and learned the look of the Five Elders. He put one leg on the other leg and smiled slightly: "Aren't you so surprised? ”