Chapter 80

I thought that the ants could be killed in the middle of the road, but I didn't expect to become a beast that can eat people in a blink of an eye.

this kid,

Not easy to deal with!

And to be able to cultivate such a young monk, not to mention the outer dress of the Yunshui Sect on the other side, maybe there is a big family power behind it.

trouble!

big trouble!

"However, so what!"

The scarred man's eyes sharpened, and his murderous intention became more and more prosperous!

Mess with the young people on the way.

The scarred man has no regrets and no time to regret.

Get caught, get caught,

Cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots!

"die!"

The spirit energy surged from the scarred man's body. Under the full force of the explosion, his figure was like a whirlwind rushing forward. The burst of air waves swept in all directions, and it was like a storm that attacked Zhang Qingyuan again!

At such a young age, he reached such a state.

Either the kid in front of him is a descendant of a big family, or he is a genius disciple from the outer sect of Yunshui Sect. No matter which identity he is, he will not be at ease if he offends such an enemy family today.

So the only option,

Only to completely kill this kid here!

boom!

The majestic spiritual essence exploded at the feet, like a bomb exploded out of thin air at the feet, and the rolled-up air wave swept all the fallen leaves and smoke on the ground into it, and turned into a huge tornado. , swept towards Zhang Qingyuan again!

The hands of the man with scars bloomed like lotus flowers one after another, and a layer of spiritual energy poured out like an overwhelming force.

Zhang Qingyuan's expression was extremely solemn.

The four layers of water essence art unfolded, and at the same time, Dacheng's Jiu Lian Bone Forging Fist swept through the void one by one, colliding with the attack of the scarred man.

Bang bang bang!

The powerful force collided, and the attack explosion from the alien spirit energy swept through, setting off a gust of wind visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Qingyuan is very strong,

His practice has already broken into the fourth level, and both Jiu Lian Bone Exercise and Yun Yan Bu have also entered the final stage.

The strong foundation makes Zhang Qingyuan much stronger than ordinary warriors of the same rank.

But the scarred man is stronger.

The cultivation of the late eighth stage suppressed Zhang Qingyuan's two small realms!

The gap, even the fourth-layer Shui Yuan Jue and Dacheng Limit's Jiu Lian Bone Training Fist can't make up for it!

Especially this scarred man doesn't know what his identity is. He seems to have experienced hundreds of battles. The fighting between the moves is full of viciousness, and the style of play is almost a life-threatening battle.

In the stormy attack of the scarred man,

Zhang Qingyuan had no choice but to scramble from left to right, struggling to support him.

If it weren't for the already accomplished Yunyanbu, I'm afraid it would not have been defeated by this scarred man's attack!

However, this is only a matter of delaying the defeat!

The two quickly attacked and defended until the forty-third move,

The scarred man found a flaw in Zhang Qingyuan's move, and punched Zhang Qingyuan on the chest, instantly knocking Zhang Qingyuan out.

If it weren't for the fierce battle, there was no way to guarantee that every attack was full of full force, I am afraid that Zhang Qingyuan would have been severely injured by this punch!

But it's not much better now!

Zhang Qingyuan spit out a mouthful of blood and retreated violently.

The man with the scar on the opposite side was invincible. The fingernails of both hands gathered a huge amount of spiritual energy, turning his palms into claws, and the spiritual energy flickered between his fingers. Come!

Human-level low-grade martial arts, Sky Eagle Hand!

in a trance,

The scarred man with Ling Yuan unfolded seems to have turned into an eagle that descended from the sky, and vaguely heard the eagle cry from the nine heavens descending to the world!

At this time, Zhang Qingyuan was injured, and his standing was unstable.

Under the full exertion of human-level martial arts by the monks in the late eighth stage of Lingyuan,

There is no possibility of any resistance!

Must die!

The man was still in the air, and the man with the scar showed a smirk on his face.

What about the genius, and what about the children of the big family?

Not at your own hands!

"die!!!"

The scarred man shouted loudly, his figure was as swift as thunder and lightning, his claws tore through the air, and he descended from the sky with boundless momentum.

Then,

He saw a sword light.

An unprecedented splendor suddenly bloomed in the air, making the whole world pale in an instant, the space rotated, and all the perceptions around it became slow!

A long sword appeared in Zhang Qingyuan's hands at some point.

Pull out slowly.

choke!

Between the heavens and the earth, there seems to be a sound of sword cries, crystal clear, shaking the space!

Swordsmanship!

This Zhang Qingyuan has been cultivating since his cultivation, and the sword-drawing technique, which has never been unsheathed, is finally unsheathed!

Unrivaled brilliance!

half a month,

Since the success of his training, Zhang Qingyuan has gathered his spirit, energy and spirit on the silver shadow all the time, accumulating and polishing it bit by bit. Cheng Duo finally gathered today's bright and boundless sword strike!

The cold light shines in the sky,

The sharp edge of this sword and the prosperous energy of this sword are as if the sky is falling into the ground, and no one can escape!

Even in Jiang Haisheng in the distance,

His eyes reflected the light of the sword, and he felt like his soul was beheaded and shattered!

At this time,

Facing Zhang Qingyuan's sword-drawing technique, which he had cultivated for half a month, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his whole body stood upside down.

Danger,

Extremely dangerous!

He wants to run away,

But the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and the whole world became unfamiliar like never before. The sky and the earth seemed to be pouring rain vaguely, and it seemed that everything had become its own enemy!

The human-level low-grade martial arts that are fully displayed are like the fists of a child at this moment, and they have no effect at all!

That sword light seemed to come from outside the sky,

In an instant, it swept across the sky several meters high, like ripples of clear light passing between the water waves, cutting the air in half.

silently,

The sword light turned into a little cold light and wrapped up on the forehead of the man with the scar!

a little red,

Blooms from the scarred man's forehead.

face,

Instantly solidified.

"Okay, good sword..."

The scarred man stared blankly at the void in front of him. He only had time to squeeze the last few words out of his mouth, and the whole person lost all vitality and fell to the ground with a thud.

At this time,

On the opposite side of Zhang Qingyuan, his face turned pale,

As if all the energy and energy were taken out, the whole person almost knelt on the ground.