Chapter 1675: Just a Child's Kung Fu

Just a child's exercise

"Zhang Xing, are you trying to catch me without any help and why are you waiting for me to do it myself?"

Qiuye was very disdainful of Yang Liu's approach.

After getting angry, he thought about it calmly and felt something was wrong.

There is no need for Yang and Liu to lie to him, they will never do anything without profit.

Therefore, he thought Zhang Xing was lying.

If you want to know the truth, wouldn't you know it if you arrest him and torture him?

Why waste your time doing useless work here.

And Zhang Xing did this purely for entertainment.

"I'll let you personally...kneel down and kowtow. Maybe this leader will spare you."

Qiuye's face turned cold and became angry.

Zhang Xing mentioned kneeling several times. Why did he catch me doing this? He was so humiliating to me!

Moreover, this boy is a bad thief, and he was almost provoked into a fight just now.

Fortunately, I even woke up.

If they were all as stupid as Yang and Liu, they would still be arguing about who told the lie.

"Hmph! I'll wait until you win. Don't even kneel down. Even this life is yours."

Qiuye slapped the chariot with both palms, and his body flew straight into the air.

When he rose to a height of 100 meters, he suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the body fell rapidly.

Put your palms in front of you and slap them down one after another.

"Star Chasing Palm!"

Qiuye used his strongest technique as soon as he came up.

According to the information from King Nan, Zhang Xing is somewhat evil.

If you fight, be careful and don't be careless at all.

Akiba took this to heart.

Anyone who can live to this day and be promoted to the early stage of the Saint Realm is not an idiot.

Seeing Qiu Ye's powerful technique, the two elders Yang Liu took a deep breath.

Why! It's good to have a strong family behind you.

As soon as he was promoted to the Saint Realm, his family gave him a set of exercises that he could practice in the early stages.

It is said that this skill is also a set of upgradeable skills.

You can practice until you reach the late stage of Saint Realm.

By using this set of techniques, he could almost compete with monks who had reached the middle stage of the Saint Realm in a short period of time.

Therefore, Qiuye always had a condescending attitude in front of the two of them.

The current strength is only a little stronger, but the gap between them will become wider and wider in the future.

But from the very beginning, he used such a powerful technique to fight Zhang Xing.

It seems like a bit of a fuss.

Although Zhang Xing has the strength to fight with the monks in the early stage of the Holy Realm.

But it's just a fight, he can't win yet.

The four guardian elders under the Southern Throne are all in the early stage of the Holy Realm in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In terms of actual combat power, Akiha is considered to be the highest.

But that's just an appearance, because Qiuye's family is powerful.

In fact, the most powerful one is Elder Bitter Winter.

It's just that he is a little low-key.

At this time, Qiuye shot out violent air masses one after another with his palms.

As long as one is hit, people in the same realm will be seriously injured even if they are not dead.

However, this technique consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

Qiuye can only hit forty-nine palms.

Now he has hit twelve palms.

Twelve air masses rolled and impacted in the shape of balls.

Thinking about it in Qiuye, Zhang Xing can take on three or four at most.

Then he was completely blown away by the air ball.

Of course, he only used 60% of his strength.

We need to catch him alive!

Even if Zhang Xing can catch these twelve air masses.

He can still continue to increase his strength to eight or nine points.

But the next scene not only shocked Qiuye, but also shocked Yangliu and all the Nanwang Army.

Zhang Xing casually raised his hand and extended an index finger.

"Hey! Is this also called a skill? It's very fancy, and it's good for children to play with."

As he spoke, his fingers quickly clicked twelve times.

Wave! Wave!

Wave…

Not only were the twelve violent air masses not violent, but they were punctured like deflated rubber balls.

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