Chapter 752

Qin ordered him to burst into the sky and smashed the childe Ling's heavy blood hammer, which burst into the sky. The strong explosive force shook the childe Ling away without suspense, but the childe Ling's blood lines wriggled all over his body, eliminated his strength, protected his body, remained intact, forcibly twisted his body and controlled the momentum of defeat.

"One hundred thousand extreme situations are ineffective. Let's try the power of green thunder." Qin ordered him to chase him like lightning. He blew up thunder all over his body and gathered his right arm. With his powerful impact, a strong thunder snake took shape proudly and wrapped all over his body. Qin Ming punched, the thunder snake roared, the tongue and fist fused, and "bit" the childe's plume. The snake's head is red and bright, but it is green. Hundreds of green thunder are winding, and a terrible thunder is spreading.

Childe Ling turned his body as usual, swung his fist, and the blood lines gathered in his fist, wrapped layer by layer, and expanded several times. Hum, what can you do for me? Thunder snake and blood fist collided, a strong light burst out, blood light and electric light intertwined, swept hundreds of meters in an instant, and many people couldn't open their eyes.

Click!

The thunder snake smashed the blood fist and the childe Ling's fist. The seemingly invincible blood pattern finally collapsed in front of Qinglei, and childe Ling was unprepared and screamed and flew out.

The audience was still cheering, the people were still amazed, and the Ziyan family was still anxious to think of a way.

Childe Ling was blown away as before. Because of his strong blood, no one noticed his broken fist. Because of the thunder, no one noticed his strange scream.

Qin ordered him to run wildly, toss in the air, sweep his right leg and draw it towards the childe's plume.

Childe Ling was about to take off. As a result, Qin Ming kicked him on his shoulder. The explosive force of 100000 pole territory knocked him down to the ground. At the same time, Qin Ming's whole body was in full bloom. Hundreds of thunder whips were violently fired, dancing in the sky, tearing and attacking. There were some green thunder in each lightning.

Childe Ling roared angrily, his whole body was full of blood, and the blood lines were reinforced layer by layer. However, in the face of overwhelming lightning, his roar was drowned, and his body was ruthlessly hit and flew. A large number of green thunder collided with the blood lines, either annihilated each other, or... Green thunder burst the blood lines, tore the skin and flesh, and burst the scarlet blood.

Qin's life fell from the sky and burst again at the moment of landing: "the clouds are deep and nine heavy fog, the waves are angry!"

The sword rises violently and the strong light rushes into the sky. It is like a nine fold huge wave rolling around the challenge arena. It integrates with thunder and lightning. It has a huge momentum and roaring space.

The nine heavy spring tide knocked the blood fog apart and split on the childe's feather. His blood pattern armor was being broken by green thunder. Thousands of swords suddenly came, passed through the blood pattern and tore open the Lingli shield.

Due to the sudden change in the light of calcium carbide fire, childe Ling flew out. This time, he didn't stabilize. After landing, he tossed again and again, leaving blood on the ground.

Until this moment, it was gradually quiet around the stand. People finally found something wrong. The blood around childe Ling was transformed by spiritual power. Even if it hit the ground, it would not leave blood. What's the matter with the blood all over the ground?

The thunder and lightning gradually dispersed, and the sword spirit drifted away. Qin Ming stood in the ring with Dayan ancient sword. A hundred meters away, childe Ling was struggling to stand up, with his hair disheveled and a strange and stiff smile on his face, but he was no longer so calm. His body stood unnaturally, and the blood dropped on the ground along his skirt. There was a low hissing sound in his throat. He didn't know it was pain, Still angry.

"Did Lu Yao hurt childe Ling?"

"What just happened?"

"Who can see clearly? Talk quickly!"

The most surprised people are the Baiyue clan. They know the strength of Childe Ling. They can resist even 100000 extreme situations. What else can't be stopped? What means did Lu Yao use? The elders of the Hai nationality all frowned slightly. They just noticed an unusual thunder. There should be something wrong at that time.

"You are not invincible. Do you have any other skills? If not, I will end the battle." although Qin Ming released large martial arts one after another, which consumed a lot, the sea of Qi doubled in the burning Pavilion, and now it only consumes a third.

"Talk big." childe Ling roared low and dry, and his eyes were full of strange blood. The demon flowers in the center of his eyebrows were divided into three and filled his forehead. The number of blood lines on his whole body increased three times, interwoven into thick blood colored armor and wrapped in various positions.

His whole body was full of blood and gas, and his war intention was high. With a roar of anger, he disappeared in an instant. He left a remnant shadow and killed Qin Ming at a faster speed.

Qin Ming took a few quick steps and suddenly accelerated. The whole body was violently released by lightning. In an instant, it was filled with hundreds of meters. At the next moment, it suddenly gathered and turned into a violent thunder bear. It was more than ten meters huge, majestic and huge. Lightning was bone and meat, and its momentum was amazing, which caused the whole audience to exclaim. It was too real. It was like a living thunder bear spirit demon coming to the challenge field. It was fierce, fierce and manic, It surprised many people.

The thunder bear roared and moved the world. It came out of the challenge field and echoed in the mountains and forests. With Qin's life soaring, the huge thunder bear stood up with amazing momentum. The raised thunder claw patted down the young master Ling.

Childe Ling was strong enough to kill him, and his blood rushed to attack him. It was like a wave of anger rising from the sky, and he fiercely bumped into Lei Xiong. He was ferocious, evil smile, holding a bloody spear, trying to break through Lei Chao and assassinate Qin Ming. At this moment, the blood of ancient saints all over his body was like resurrection, killing the sky and moving forward. From a distance, the blood around him was like a huge demon flower in full bloom, evil and amazing, invisible protection.

"Childe Ling, end the battle!" Ji Zhuoyan stood up and shouted.

Tong Yan, Tong Xin and others clenched their fists, stared nervously, and even forgot to breathe.

"Look at the thunder bear's claws." many people's eyes focus on the grinding plate like claws of the thunder bear, which is different from the strong light and lightning of the whole body. There is a piece of cyan lightning, which looks calmer and clearer, but gives the race an extremely unusual feeling. They can feel a strong sense of oppression and danger from a distance.

"Roar!" the childe's plume made a dull roar and burst into the sky. The thick blood spear broke the sky and was surprised, like a huge dragon looking up.

"Thunder bear's critical strike." Qin ordered to strike with his fist. The human standing thunder bear suddenly fell, and the huge thunder claw suddenly came across the space, breaking the blood tide and patting the childe's plume. The sound of bang broke, and the huge blood demon flowers were split, like a volcanic eruption. The anger rolled into the sky. The thunder claw was like the top of Mount Tai, pierced the blood gas and patted on the childe Ling.

no Childe Ling's heart shrunk fiercely, and the sound of PA was crisp. The whole man flew out, the blood spear was broken, and the blood pattern armor was cracked.

"Wow!" exclaimed the audience, and many people stood up directly.

Childe Ling was photographed dizzy and covered with blood. After flying hundreds of meters, he tossed one after another. Just at that moment, he even thought he was going to be broken. The proud blood stripe, the guardian who never let him down, suddenly burst and was vulnerable. He felt panic for the first time since integrating the blood of ancient saints.

"No, I can't lose, I can still..." the childe's consciousness recovered a little. After the last rebound landed, they suddenly stood up.

However! Qin Ming had appeared in front of him. His eyes swept and stared at his throat. The blood lines all over his body were "healing". Only the blood lines there were a little slower: "Tianshan Mountain doesn't move, a sword mark!"

A violent heavy pressure suddenly came, like a huge mountain crashing on childe Ling, and like some energy solidifying him. He subconsciously wanted to avoid and saw the sharp edge of the sword, but... Did he move slowly? Or is the sword too fast? The consciousness of dodging just appeared. Jianfeng cut his throat. At the last moment when the blood lines healed, the sword light swept across and a stream of blood puffed out.