Chapter 484

"Touch!" All the bones in the body seemed to be falling apart, Feng Qingge coughed and panted.

Xue Mo did not continue to chase. After falling down Feng Qingge, he just stood by Feng Qingge's side indifferently and said indifferently, "Is it better?" In his opinion, Feng Qingge is already exhausted. After all, there is no way to fight him.

With a helpless smile, Feng Qingge, who was lying on the bluestone slab, could only rub her forehead and sighed: "What do you think, since you are on the field, you must be better than you. The warm-up exercise is over, are you ready? ?"

"Warm up?" I went, I was almost beaten to death, and said to warm up! He Lanbo almost spit out a mouthful of saliva, and quickly greeted: "Feng Ershui, don't be stubborn, if you die, I will really burn paper! As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves, and lose again. It's nothing, you still have one hundred percent anyway! Don't be beaten to death, it's not worth it!"

"Helanbo, if you don't say a word, I will save a point of strength." With one hand on the ground, Feng Qingge stood up.

He Lanbo asked suspiciously: "Why do you save your energy when I say less than a word? I'm talking, and I'm giving you a leak?"

"Say less, I'm too lazy to be angry." He Lanbo gave Helanbo a blank look, Feng Qingge raised her hand indifferently, and held the fire stick behind her with her backhand. She took a deep breath.

With his eyes half-closed, Xue Mo looked at Feng Qingge with some vigilance. Just now, he was almost pierced by the shards of this burning stick, but he couldn't underestimate this thing. However, the difference this time was that Feng Qingge took out the burning stick directly, dragged the burning stick with one hand, and did not crush the burning stick into pieces.

"I'm on." The corner of her mouth ticked upwards, the pitch-black stick sank in Feng Qingge's hand, and a simple spear stabbed out. Her aura changed in vain, like a tiger going down the mountain. The orange star power suddenly appeared, burning like a flame.

"Oh my god, it's a mysterious star master!"

"My mother, this cook is too good!"

"It's a samurai, a star teacher, or a cook, what kind of pervert is this!"

The first in the literary test, and now that the martial arts have been fighting with Xue Mo for so long, at least it is no problem to win the top three in the martial arts!

"Xuanjie!" Xue Mo's pupils tightened, and at the moment when the fire stick was pierced, he suddenly jumped up, quickly grabbed the sword on the stone pillar, and the orange star power burst out, he did not dare to despise Feng Qing Ge, the light and graceful long sword blocked the gun head, and he had to go forward to restrain Feng Qingge first.

It's just that Feng Qingge looked back and smiled, pressing the fire stick with both hands and turning around abruptly, holding the stick in the opposite direction and sweeping it out. This is also the reason why the fire stick lets Feng Qingge train the stick technique. The cudgel is the king of a hundred soldiers. It can attack and defend, split, sweep, stab and block. As long as the cudgel technique is mastered, the speed can keep up, and there is no problem in changing it at will.

Marksmanship is difficult to deal with, and there are many changes, fast, Xue Mo's long sword has no time to defend, it is swept by the fire stick, and he takes a few steps back. Only Feng Qingge knew the weight of the fire stick, no matter how big or small it was, it was the same weight. And when this stick was swept out, at least one of Xue Mo's ribs was broken.

Resisting the pain in his waist, Xue Mo quickly turned his head to look at Feng Qingge, gritted his teeth and asked, "What exactly is such a weapon?"

"Fire stick!" Raising the stick in his hand, Feng Qingge giggled.

Taking a deep breath of cold air, suppressing the anger in his body, Xue Mo picked up the long sword in his hand and said angrily, "The End of the World Sword is extinguished!"

That dense sword energy covered the body of the sword, and it was like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, and it was cut towards Feng Qingge, forming a semicircle, leaving a trace in the air.

"The stick sweeps all directions!" Grabbing the fire stick in his hand, Feng Qingge quickly shot towards the star power in front. The two equal strengths came, and Feng Qingge's face changed greatly. Under the light of the sword, the fire stick in his hand came out of his hand and slammed into the stone pillar with a "touch".

Drops of bright red blood slowly flowed out from her tiger's mouth, dripping onto the cold bluestone slab.

"Hmph, the early stage of the Xuanjie." Xue Mo laughed coldly. From the perspective of Feng Qingge's explosive strength at the moment, she was just a rookie who had just entered the Xuanjie. Stick, barely holding on for a long time. But so what, his Tianya swordsmanship, but the secret book of the upper-level, can be compared with him with this fire stick alone?

"The consequences of being lazy will make you practice the Bafang Stick Technique more. What about you, you should go to the pot to cook the vegetables, you deserve it, you can't even hold the stick." That sarcastic voice came out, but the uncle in the sea of ​​consciousness was silently complaining. .

It's not that Feng Qingge is lazy, it's that she is better at the sword technique that works with Xuanji sword. This stick technique cannot be learned overnight. No matter how hard you try, it is impossible to develop to the realm of great achievement without a certain opportunity, not to mention... …

"Without this burning stick, what else do you have? Admit defeat!" The long sword in his hand pointed at Feng Qingge's neck, Xue Mo looked at her indifferently, and continued: "Or, you can win if you want. Vice mad grass."

"Heh..." With a soft cry, Feng Qingge raised her head and smiled indifferently: "Who told you that without the fire stick, I can't do it?"

brush!

Xue Mo's face turned pale in an instant, the person pointed at by the long sword had already disappeared in front of him, and that icy cold air came out from behind him, almost unspeakable. Even if she felt that strong aura, her body simply couldn't keep up with her speed!

"Touch!" The backhand smashed Xue Mo's face with a punch, and the black figure pinched his wrist, revealing a faint smile.

For a time, everyone's heart almost stopped beating. If it was said that Feng Qingge could tie Xue Mo just now, it would surprise them at most, but now, it is completely shocking!

I thought that Feng Qingge, who had lost the fire stick, could only admit defeat, but her speed and strength were actually stronger than before! The person who was still panting just now, in a blink of an eye, is jumping around in the ring like a normal person!

Even Xue Mo didn't expect that if he knocked out the fire stick in Feng Qing's singer, he would still be at a disadvantage. Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Xue Mo snorted: "It's good, let me see how much skill you have!"

"What do you think!" The ghost-like figure sounded behind him, and Xue Mo only felt goosebumps all over his body. He focused on swords, and he was relatively agile, relying on speed and agility to attack, and now, In the two things he is good at, Feng Qingge is above him!

In terms of speed, Feng Qingge can change positions in the blink of an eye. In terms of strength, that punch could shatter his bones. Where the hell did this country boy come from, he shot such violence and showed no mercy!

"Boom!" With that kick, Xue Mo didn't even have the ability to react, and rushed forward fiercely. Just before it hit the stone pillar in front, the ghostly figure was already standing in front, with the left foot as the support point, raised the right hand and swept it sharply.