Chapter 162

The whole audience was silent, and the needles could be heard. The martial arts arena of 2000 people was so completely quiet!

From the beginning of the confrontation to the moment of the fierce collision, it seemed that it was only a moment, and it seemed that it was a long time, but all the trances were awakened by the violent crushing of Qin life at the moment.

Li Nian hit the hard stone of Wutai the hardest. He felt that his body was cut off by his waist, his chest and abdomen churned violently, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his delicate body bent unnaturally.

Qin Ming's hand was like electricity. Before all her body landed, he grabbed her throat and pushed it into the air.

The fierce black gas invaded her head. It was the murderous spirit of Shura Dao! Li Nian's scream suddenly stopped, her pupils widened, her mouth opened, and her whole body was stiff. The holy spells running in her body were broken and dissipated in pieces. After a long time... Li Nian's consciousness whirled around and fell into deep darkness. Her scarred body collapsed, and was held high in the air by Qin Ming's strong right hand.

The picture seems to freeze at this moment! The audience remained silent and frightened? Or shock? Stunned, still in a trance!

The disciples took a breath and felt electrified all over.

Qin Ming held Li Nian high, frowned slightly, and tried to recall the scene just now. Li Nian seemed to have regained consciousness? At the moment when all the characters were recovered into her body, her consciousness seemed to recover suddenly. Did those spells forcibly clean up the killing idea?

This cold spell is really powerful.

However, Shura Dao didn't disappoint Qin Ming. In an instant, it broke through the cold spell and hit Li Nian hard.

He never extravagantly expects Shura Dao to be absolutely invincible. Such power is enough abnormal.

The five elders exchanged their eyes, and they all saw solemnity in each other's eyes. Shura Dao is really terrible. It's invincible. Even Jinling disciples like Li Nian have been killed. How can others resist?

Ding Dian was stunned. They thought Qin Ming and Li Nian had entered the Xuanwu realm. The gap was not so huge. Who thought it was more abnormal than the Lingwu realm.

The demon son smiled brightly, and the Shura sword didn't disappoint her. She wasn't resisted by the cold spell. Li Nian was also conceited. When she came up, she directly attacked Qin Ming's strongest moves and made it clear that she was looking for abuse. Even she dared not challenge Qin Ming directly.

The atmosphere was hot and all kinds of exclamations rang out, and they were deeply surprised.

seckill? This is a second kill!

Li Nian, Jin Ling's disciples, they looked up to the existence and were killed by Qin's life! They guessed that Qin's life was different, but they didn't expect it to be different to this abnormal degree.

Qin ordered Li Nian to be placed on the martial platform.

Many disciples hurried up and walked on their backs to check the injury and treat it in time.

Qin Ming's sad and unhappy expression was calm. He scattered the thunder snake and invited Zhang Lan and Murong to fight: "who's next?"

The faces of Murong Chong and Zhang Lan were ugly and suffocated there like eating a dead fly. Today is their deliberate battle for fame. They want to step on the reputation of Qin ordered Shura Zi to return to the top of the sect, but how can they expect such a result.

Li Nian's cold spell broke like paper paste. Can't they still guard against Shura Dao when they go up? At that time, it's not humiliating enough to go up one, get beaten down one, go up one, beat down one!

How did this happen? No!

The cold spell was learned from the Lingbao ten thousand years ago. It should be able to prevent Qin Ming from killing.

They are really hard to accept!

Originally expected to crush Qin life, but who thought it would fulfill Qin life.

"Elder martial brother Murong, what should I do?" they couldn't calm down.

Murong is grimacing. What should I do? I also want to know what to do. For the first time in my life, I have the feeling of lifting a stone and hitting my own feet.

"Two elder martial brothers, who will go?" Qin ordered to fight again.

"Go on, go on, it's over before it starts." the crowd shouted, but other disciples stared down with eyes.

Mu Cheng said in a deep voice: "Zhang Lan, tell Qin Ming directly, recognize the power of his Shura sword, and hope to exchange and compete in other martial arts. As long as Qin Ming doesn't use Shura sword, you have a chance to win."

"This is your way?" Zhang Lan's face is not good-looking. He is a Jinling disciple with his own dignity and pride. He really can't say Mu Cheng's words like that. The strongest thing in Qin's life is Shura Dao, which directly restricts him from using it? If Qin Ming also said that I recognize your strongest martial arts, don't use it. Let's blow each other once in body art. How can he answer it? "If not, you two go together."

Zhang Lan and Murong Chong are even more unhappy. Are they going together? Winning is disgraceful and losing is even more humiliating!

Murong Chong suddenly said, "senior brother Mucheng, go ahead. Only you can suppress Qin's life."

Zhang Lan immediately nodded: "yes!! the cold spell can't be completely useless. If you are in a high level, he may be able to resist the Shura sword."

Mu Cheng hesitates. After all, the Xuanwu realm is different from the Lingwu realm. If the Xuanwu realm is higher than the Lingwu realm, it is equal to absolute suppression. If he goes to war, he will show that he is bullying. At that time, it's just to win brilliance. What if you win miserably? It's no different from losing.

"Elder martial brother Mucheng, are you afraid?" Murong Chong and Zhang Lan stimulated him. They will never fight. They can only let Mu Cheng go, otherwise it will be really embarrassing today.

Mu Cheng clenched his fists and felt war in his heart.

The golden sword behind sends out a harsh sword chant. The golden sword spirit is getting stronger and stronger. The golden sword is the same as the master's mind and is ready to try.

They hesitated here, and the disciples couldn't wait.

"Start quickly. Whose turn is it?"

"Elder martial brother Zhang Lan, watch you, go!"

"Senior brother Murong, let Qin Ming see your endless fantasy sea!"

"Isn't it frightening?"

There are more and more disciples shouting. They have just been subdued, but they are not happy. It's like looking at Qin Ming's Shura Dao and seeing a more wonderful duel.

Qin Ming's eyes were lifted from Zhang Lan and them to Mu Cheng. "Elder martial brother Mu Cheng, are you interested in competing with me?"

"Qin ordered Mu Cheng to fight?"

"Mu Cheng is now the second heaven of Xuanwu."

"There is a huge gap in every important day in the Xuanwu territory. Qin Ming is really bold and challenges directly beyond his level."

"Senior brother Mu Cheng, fight!"

A large number of disciples booed off the stage. Today's game was more exciting than expected.

More and more people are looking at Mu Cheng, especially those disciples who are handed down by themselves. They also want to see if Qin Ming has the ability to challenge beyond the level in the Xuanwu border. Other people may scoff at it as a joke, but Qin Ming's performance just shocked them. Maybe... He can really create a miracle.

"Elder martial brother Mu Cheng, please?" Qin ordered his hands to spread out, and the black air was swirling and steaming, and the invisible murderous air filled the whole audience again. His eyes were sharp, and he stared at Mu Cheng. The fierce war spirit was raging all over his body, burning like fire. His hands were clenched tightly, and suddenly spread out. Each of them appeared stronger black gas, which whirled fiercely in the palm of his hand.

Two black air, two small whirlwinds, each pregnant with two Shura knives.

"Two Shura knives?" Zhang Lan and Murong Chong looked ugly. How can they fight! Mu Cheng stared at Qin Ming coldly and tried not to let himself see the two whirlwinds. However, his eyes began to be pulled there little by little. It was like two dead black holes filled with cold attraction. He wanted to attract people's souls in, frozen! "Elder martial brother Mucheng, do you want to fight?" Qin Ming, who is in control of two Shura knives, has begun to confront Mucheng.

"Mu Cheng! Mu Cheng!!" many disciples began to coax and shout neatly.

Those disciples who were friendly to Mu Cheng also began to shout.

The golden sword behind Mu Cheng trembled violently and burst into golden light. He clenched his hands more and more tightly, and his veins covered his arms.

Engagement? He really wants to teach Qin life a lesson.

But

Li Nian's disastrous defeat made him hesitate. If Li Nian can persist for a period of time, it shows that Qin Ming's strength is still within the expected range. But now, how strong is Qin's life? He looked at the two throwing knives and felt a chill in his heart.

Mu Cheng's eyes suddenly coagulated and woke up. No, how can I be afraid! "Elder martial brother Mu Cheng, are you going to fight? You invite me to the martial arts arena and treat me like this?" Qin Ming saw hesitation from Mu Cheng's eyes. He was no longer sharp and arrogant.

"I guess Mu Cheng doesn't dare to fight." the demon looked at the confrontation on the field, which seemed more interesting than the martial arts competition.

"Why?"

"He's afraid of losing!"

Some middle-aged disciples began to talk quietly. "Mu Cheng hesitates. If he hesitates for a long time, he will be afraid."