Chapter 148

Qin ordered him to attack with all his strength, straight fist, hook fist, elbow stroke, violent swing fist, volley kick, rotary cross kick... He was almost in a state of violent walking. The dense offensive flooded Wei Changkong like a storm. He didn't give him any chance to counterattack at all. The crackling sound of impact rang through the playground, making people feel numb.

Qin Ming controlled the battlefield, beat Wei Changkong and completely suppressed him.

Qin Ying looked at Qin life in the animal farm and couldn't believe that this was her brother.

The demon's eyes are colorful. She most appreciates Qin Ming's violent style on the battlefield. This time seems to be more comfortable than the first eight tea parties. Calm and unrestrained, silent bully, this is strength, self-confidence and contempt! Qin ordered Wei Changkong to attack for hundreds of rounds in a row. He suppressed Wei Changkong from the center of the playground to the edge. The last blow smashed Wei Changkong's spiritual shield and hit him on the forehead. Wei Changkong was like being struck by lightning. In a flash, his skin and flesh all over his face waved, his eyes rolled and his saliva splashed.

Wei Changkong flew out sideways and hit the paddock at the edge of the animal farm. The thick paddock piled with rocks was hit with cracks and red blood.

Wei Changkong bounced to the ground, twitched slightly, and couldn't stand up again.

Humiliation! Never had humiliation!

Beat, beat thoroughly.

Wei Changkong wanted to fight again, but his three meter high body was suddenly discouraged, his consciousness was spinning, and he fell into a coma.

This violent transformation is very powerful, and the duration is limited. The sequelae will make him unconscious for three or five days and painful for more than ten days.

In the next half month, Wei Changkong may really lie in bed.

The silence of the audience was shocked by a series of fierce attacks by Qin Ming.

Such a momentum, such a battle, has great visual impact, and can also stimulate the emotions of the spectators.

The disciples of the holy hall suddenly had the illusion that Wei Changkong was a beast, or was Qin's life more like it? The boy was silent during the battle. It seemed that he didn't say a few words from beginning to end, which was in sharp contrast to the battle frenzy he showed.

"Warm up almost, let's start?" Qin Ming took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He deliberately glanced at Cao Wujiang and despised the scene. Python mansion, no!! Want to humiliate me? I'll make you ashamed first! Cao Wujiang's clenched fist creaked and hated Qin's life. Qin Ming should have just entered the Xuanwu realm. How could he have such a strong combat effectiveness? And Cao Wujiang can see that Qin's life is useless at all. It's good to use five Chengdu. Qin Ming is ravaging Wei Changkong, and humiliating him in disguise. Cao Wujiang slaps his face.

"Young master is too strong!" the Qin family guards were excited and cheered loudly. Although they have seen Qin Ming's duel with the demon son, they are not the same type compared with today's battle scene. Demon son's offensive is tricky and tricky. They are more in the game against each other. How can they be so hearty today.

Caiyi is more excited and wonderful! Wonderful! She knew that Qin's life was very strong now, but she didn't expect it to be so strong. It was torture and murder!

For more than half a year, although Qin Ming has constantly created miracles, turned over from servants and moved to the north, the wonderful performance of Qin Ming is outside Qingyun sect. It can be said that all the people of Qingyun sect, except Mu Cheng and others, are not sure how strong Qin Ming's real strength is. Today, I saw it with my own eyes, which is stronger than expected.

"How's it going?" the disciples of the holy hall exchanged eyes. They could feel Qin Ming's powerful strength and deserved his reputation. Who's on? Who is sure to subdue him? The handsome young man before was silent, and the majestic young man was silent. It's not fear, but comparing Qin Ming with his own strength. They represent the Holy Church. They either don't fight or they must win.

"Who will come first?" Qin ordered to ask for war.

First? How many more do you want to play? The disciples of the holy hall don't look good, boy, be arrogant!

"It's ok if you don't go to the top two." the demon son was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. She liked Qin Ming's strength inadvertently.

"Demon girl, don't make trouble!" Tuwei quickly reminded that this is the royal temple.

The demon smiled: "What are you afraid of? They are not qualified to be arrogant in front of Qin's orders. The holy hall is divided into three parts: disciples from the outer hall, disciples from the inner hall, and disciples from Shengyan. They are similar to ordinary disciples, disciples from the Qingyun sect, and disciples from Jinling sect. It is undeniable that all disciples from the inner hall are elites and some are different, but who is Qin's order in our family, shurazzi! Several disciples from the inner hall are not enough for him to see. Let's have a brother Shengyan Well, there may be some suspense. "

Tuwei and others smile bitterly. You really look up to the young master.

Caiyi doesn't like it. How can she keep her mouth shut? How can Qin's life become yours.

After whispering to the three elders for instructions, Junlang said with a smile, "we have a proposal to reproduce the famous battle of the Lord of Qincheng in the eight tea parties. How about one against two?"

"One against two? Shameless!" the Qin family was not happy. They were a little flustered about your temple disciples. You still want one against two.

"They are afraid." the demon son is happy. He is afraid that he will not win Qin's life and lose face.

A man and a woman came down from the stand: "don't get me wrong, Mr. Qin. We didn't mean to bully you. Our brothers and sisters always fight together. We practice a set of combined martial arts. We can barely compete with other disciples of the holy hall with our combined power. You don't need pressure."

"Shameless can behave so naturally! Admire!" Jiang Bin muttered, deliberately lowering your value and sealing others' mouths?

Cao Wujiang's face gradually looks better. He is worthy of being a disciple of the holy hall. He speaks well! Qin Ming looked at them, but instead of protesting, he raised his hand and invited the war: "please!"

The disciples of the holy hall showed a shallow smile. The boy is not bad. He knows the current affairs! "Young master, do you really want to fight one against two? They are all the inner hall disciples of the holy hall." Tu Wei's Ning Mei was concerned. He didn't believe Qin Ming, but it was too dangerous to fight one against two without knowing the real strength of the disciples of the holy Hall. These people came fiercely and made it clear that they were going to take the name of Shura son of Qin's life.

"Temple disciple, Feng Yiyun!"

"Temple disciple, Feng Yixuan!"

The young girl went to the animal farm and asked Qin for orders. After the war, she entered both sides of the dense forest.

Feng Yiyun's breath was fleeting, and Feng Yixuan's breath was fierce. The sister and brother stared at Qin Ming, walked out of a strange aura and filled the whole animal farm silently.

In a trance, the wind is blowing, the forest is moving, the dust is dancing, and the animal farm is becoming more and more quiet.

Qin's life was not careless, so he clenched the ancient sword and was ready. He's not big, he's confident! If you can't stand up to your peers with Shura Dao and golden blood, it only shows that he hasn't done well enough. The two temple disciples can just test his real strength level.

Suddenly, Qin Ming lost their trace, as if they had completely disappeared from the dense forest.

Abrupt and mysterious.

not the least trace was found!

The light wind blew the woods, rolled up dead leaves and sand dust, flew in the messy woodland, and echoed the whistling wind.

Qin Ming gazed slightly, his whole body was splashed with lightning, and the forest land was bright. Dayan's ancient sword trembled slightly, and the sword breath was cold.

"Do you know their brothers and sisters?" Caiyi couldn't help asking the demon son. She was worried about Qin's life.

The demon son shook his head and was concentrating on observation. Although she believed that Qin Ming would win, she also believed that she would not win easily. The inner hall disciples of the holy hall were not so easy to deal with.