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Que Qian chases the tower fiercely.

However, it is still only a little distance from Chonglou.

Even if que Qian is promoted to the limit of speed, he can't catch up with Chonglou.

This can not help but make que Qian more angry and anxious.

Que Qian didn't know that Chonglou just wanted to try his speed.

After all, Mount que is second.

His strength can explain some problems.

After trying to find out the strength of Que Qian.

On the contrary, Chonglou didn't run away and let que Qianyi kick in Chonglou's abdomen.

"Keng."

The belly of the tower, issued a sound of gold and stone collision.

This kind of sound is not like the sound of human body at all.

"No way!"

Que Qianyi's face is incredible.

His "bright flowing armor" is the top Scripture of the light God sect.

Although que Qian hasn't been trained yet.

But que Qian couldn't believe it.

His bright flowing armor was resisted by Chonglou.

Moreover, Chonglou and he are not only able to fight, but also inseparable.

This is even more shocking to que Qian.

"You are the Ninth Heaven."

"I thought you had cultivated the ninth order holy power."

"But I didn't expect that your holy power was only seven."

"It's a little strange."

Chonglou said to que Qian with a puzzled face.

The cultivation of holy power does not depend on the level of Xuanli.

It depends on perception and the refining degree of Xuanli.

Que Qian's Xuanli refining and perception is weak.

So the holy power level is low.

This is also the heart disease of Que Qian.

For que Qian, Chonglou's remark is undoubtedly a mockery of him.

This made que Qian look angry.

"The seventh power, the fourth body."

"It's too weak."

Let que Qian's elbow attack fall.

Chonglou is shaking his head, face is disdain.

This kind of invisible irony completely enraged que Qian.

"Die for me."

There is fierce light in que Qian's eyes.

"The flowing armor is exposed."

Que thousand a burst of drink, directly display the strongest holy body source spirit skill.

Terrible power, exploding above his elbow.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion.

Chonglou is intact.

This kind of thing made que Qianyi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How could it be?"

It's totally unimaginable.

The defense of Chonglou is so terrible.

With all his strength, he did not damage Chonglou.

Que Qian is about to collapse.

"Elder martial brother que Qian, it's my turn."

Chonglou's figure flashed.

At the moment of being close to the body, the strength of wild ancient boxing broke out.

"Boom!"

"Ka..."

"Puff..."

With one punch, the vigorous Qi is broken and the sternum is broken.

Que Qian spewed out a mouthful of blood directly and flew out with a dispirited breath.

"Chong Lou, Sheng."

The referee announced the result.

The battle was won again.

Chonglou stepped down from the challenge arena.

It left everyone with a shocking result.

Ordinary waishan disciple.

It's hard to imagine.

Chonglou, a new disciple, can defeat que Qian, who is the second in waishan in only one month.

This kind of thing is really crazy.

"What? Now you know how to be afraid? "

"If you know I'm so powerful, you dare to scream to kill me again."

"I see you beat you once, and the fart drum will beat you up."

See Fu Xi son a face shocked looking at oneself, the heavy building cold threat says.

"You bastard, can you stop bullying elder martial sister Xi'er?"

Zhu Yun stares at Chonglou.

"Wife Zhu Yun, I think you also want to taste the family service."

"I dare to kill my husband."

Chonglou holds Zhu Yun's slender hand and says.

"You deserve it, you bastard."

"Don't touch me later."

"Otherwise, I will defeat you."

Zhu Yun a face full of war said.