1148 The First Battle of the Seven Free and Easy Children (3)

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Qi Ming's brows and eyes were always shy, and his casual expression finally changed slightly at this moment.

An interesting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Something interesting!"

The sword in his hand was slightly raised, and he made a light stroke in the air, not to meet Qin Jiu.

But unexpectedly, Qin Jiu's boxing style was brought to the other side.

With a loud bang, the bluestone floor of the ring was blasted with a cobweb crack.

...

There was silence under the arena.

The fluctuations and coercion of the spiritual power that Qin Jiu punched just now made their scalps go numb.

"Then... aren't those people from an unknown little sect in the Qingtian world? How can they be so strong?"

"If the blow just now hit me, I... I am completely powerless to resist."

...

Qin Jiu's punch was deflected, and he wanted to attack again, but Qi Ming's second sword had already arrived.

This second sword was not a horizontal slash, but a light circle.

But it was such a circle that made Qin Jiu blushed suddenly.

Because at this moment, there are sword lights all around him, and he feels that there is no way out.

Just as Qi Ming's sword potential was advancing layer by layer, it was about to attack Qin Jiushi.

Chu Moli's voice sounded slowly, "Old fifth."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Ming suddenly felt his elbow being pulled by something and couldn't move.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a tall and beautiful woman, holding needles and threads in her hands, her slender fingers flying.

And what grabbed his elbow was the silk thread that Ling Yusheng wrapped around him.

When were these threads wound up?

He didn't know at all?

Qi Ming was surprised, Ling Yusheng had already snapped his fingers and flicked, and dozens of silver needles flew towards Qi Ming with lightning speed.

Qi Ming wanted to bend over to dodge, but he was wrapped in silk threads, so he couldn't bend over.

In the nick of time, he had to take a step back and avoid the attack.

...

Under the arena, many people took a deep breath.

"They, they forced Mentor Qi Ming to move a step."

"Just now, the disciples of Hunyuan Sect formed a sword formation, and more than 20 people attacked together, but Qi Ming's mentor couldn't move even a bit."

"Who is this Xiaoyaomen? Why are both of them so strong?"

...

These shocked onlookers did not know that the attack of the six Xiaoyaomen had just begun.

Qi Ming had just dodged Ling Yusheng's attack, broke the thread on his body, and was about to raise his sword to attack.

Chu Moli said again: "Xiao Qi."

"It's ready!" Luo Yu showed a bright and lovely smile, and flicked her fingers in the air.

Qi Ming is wondering what means they have.

Suddenly, countless birds fell from the sky, blocking Qi Ming's line of sight.

Almost at the same time, a small number of mice appeared on the ground at an unknown time, and got into Qi Ming's clothes.

If you look closely, you will find that these little birds and mice are not real birds and mice at all, but lifeless puppets.

Luo Yu's forehead was slightly sweaty, and her face was pale, but the movements in her hands did not stagnate.

The movements of Qi Ming's hands and feet finally showed a trace of panic.

He suddenly exploded the spiritual power in his body, shaking the bird puppets and rat puppets around him.

But before he could regain his keen insight, two powerful sword lights had already roared.

The figures of Leng Yumo and Yun Ruohan overlapped and alternated in the void.

The sword lights of the two are superimposed on each other, but it is not an ordinary one plus one, but a complete blend.

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