Chapter 62

Boom!

Qi Yun's speed soared, his whole body was full of blood, cut through the night, and let the air be torn into pieces, making a sharp sound.

Yuan Bo and Huang Biao, two young people, all felt a great opportunity. Their faces were frightened and hurried to look back.

Blood color streamed like electricity, like an ancient fierce beast, rushing wildly.

At the critical moment, they shouted angrily and jumped up quickly.

Bang! Bang!

As soon as they got up, the fierce horse under them exploded directly, and the flesh and blood were torn apart. There was a blood rain all over the sky. The two good thousand mile moon stepping foals died without humming.

The two young men fell in the distance and were shocked back by an invisible strong wave. Their faces were surprised.

"Not the power of God!"

"Warrior?"

They can't believe it.

After Qi Yun killed their horses, his body finally stopped rushing forward, and his blood was burning like a stove in the night.

When his feet stopped, the earth under his feet was picked up by his inertial force. When he stopped completely, his feet had become a small bag of soil, and the parts below his knees sank to the ground.

He pulled out his legs, walked out, smiled, held an iron staff, looked back at Yuan Bo and Huang Biao, and his eyes were bright.

"You two, are you all right?"

"It's you!"

Their eyes are shrinking. It's unbelievable.

Huang Biao was surprised and said, "are you a warrior? No, you're not a warrior. You don't have real Qi. Who are you? Neither a warrior nor a awakened God, who are you? "

Qi Yun frowned.

Not a warrior?

"Why do you say I'm not a warrior?"

He asked.

"We've seen powerful warriors. Even those in the Shenguang realm can't pose a threat to us. Those above the Shenguang realm will have true Qi. Your breath is so strong, but there's no true Qi. Who are you?"

Yuan Bo said angrily.

Qi Yun understood the past in his heart.

There is really no real Qi column on this panel.

So.

What the hell is he?

He thought for a moment, too lazy to think, as long as it can provide him with strong power, whatever it is.

Qi Yun showed a sneer and walked forward.

"Thank you for your answer. You can go on your way!"

"Damn it, do you know what you're doing?"

Huang Biao shouted angrily.

Hoo!

Qi Yun responded directly to him with a stick. With a fierce blow, the air made a tearing sound, fast to the extreme.

Huang Biao's face was horrified, and a strong smell of cold ice broke out directly on his body. His two arms were directly transformed into ice and snow, and he clamped hard at the smashed iron rod.

Poof!

The iron rod was caught by his hands on the spot, but his arms were almost collapsed.

The powerful impact made him hum miserably and felt that his arms were about to break.

This is very different from those fighters in the past.

Although those martial arts above Shenguang can hit them through Zhenqi, when Zhenqi meets the power of God, it will automatically reduce by more than 70%, so the power that really falls on them is very small.

But in front of Qi Yun, a stick fell, but almost broke his arms.

You should know that his arms have turned into ice and snow and can be reorganized at any time. No matter how he plays, he won't feel pain, but he feels pain in front of him.

And it's like being broken alive!

Bang!

After a stick was smashed, Qi Yun stamped the soles of his feet and was wrapped by energy. He stamped on Huang Biao's chest and flew him upside down on the spot. There was a crackling sound on his chest and his bones were broken.

He vomited blood and smashed it in the distance, showing his horror.

When Qi Yun stamped on him, he also turned his chest into ice and snow, but it was still useless.

Qi Yun stamped down and still fell on his sternum, hurting his body accurately.

"Channeling!"

Just then, a low, cold voice suddenly came out.

The blind young man with a square mouth quickly made a seal on his hands, and the mysterious light suddenly bloomed in his two dark white pupils. The dark wind roared behind him, and dozens of green souls gathered madly.

Boom!

Behind him directly formed a majestic giant shadow more than five meters high, with indigo skin, ugly face, green fangs and bulging muscles. Holding a thick black bone staff, he roared and smashed directly at Qi Yun.

Baji, Baji.

The little water emperor was awakened first, stretched out his head, then swished out, took a wild breath again, began to zoom in quickly, and soon became as huge as a three-story building.

This majestic giant shadow more than five meters high is pitiful in front of the little water emperor.

Bang!

It was hit by the little water emperor, flew upside down for tens of meters, and hit hard in the distance. Then the little water emperor shouted excitedly, and his huge body rushed directly at it.

There was a trace of horror on the blind young man's face.

"Water emperor!"

Poof!

The majestic giant shadow was knocked down by the little water emperor and made a sad cry.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qi Yun rushed by, turned the iron staff and hit the blind youth fiercely.

The blind young man's face changed greatly, his hands were sealed, and two green ghost snakes rushed out behind him. They were completely composed of souls, one left and one right. He opened the huge mouth of the blood basin and bit hard at Qi Yun.

Bang! Bang!

Qi Yun smashed his staff continuously. He smashed the heads of two ghost snakes on the spot and dissipated them. Then he smashed his staff against his body again.

"Stop!"

Bang!

With a dull noise, his whole shoulder was smashed on the spot, sprayed blood and screamed, and flew down more than ten meters.

Qi Yun rushed over quickly, mended a stick again and smashed it on his legs.

Click!

The scream was even worse, and the blind young man almost fainted in pain.

The two thighs were broken raw.

Besides, Qi Yun kicked his body at Huang Biao.

Huang Biao looked frightened. While Qi Yun was dealing with Yuan Bo, he supported his injured body and ran away from the grass on one side. Unexpectedly, Yuan Bo's body hit him directly, hit him on the back and flew his body again.

Qi Yun, with a cold face, grabbed the iron staff and followed closely.

Huang Biao coughed up blood on the ground and said in horror, "who are you? We are from hunting God's mansion. Do you have some misunderstanding with us? "

Bang!

The direct response to him was Qi Yun's stick, which hit his shoulder, splashed blood and flesh, and screamed bitterly.

"Who the hell are you?"

He wailed.

Bang!

Qi Yun smashed down with another stick.

"Stop fighting and spare your life!"

Bang!

The third stick fell.

No questions at all.

The iron staff was wrapped by energy. Qi Yun was like a sandbag. The of a staff hit him hard, blood and flesh splashed, and there was a continuous sound of bone collapse and wailing.

However, Huang Biao is a god awakened person. He is protected by the power of God in his body. If he falls down with a stick, he will not be in a coma. He can only bear this pain alive.

Soon, Qi Yun broke more than half of his bones.

Qi Yun picked up his hair and asked, "do you know why I hit you?"

"No... I don't know."

Huang Biao said painfully with blood on his face.

Pop!

Qi Yun slapped him in the face, half his teeth flying, almost blindfolded him.

"Why did I hit you?"

Qi Yun asked again.

"No... I don't know."

Pop!

It was another slap. His ears were beaten and deaf. He fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Why did I hit you?"