v8 Chapter 592： Battle against Mo Qingfeng

Hearing this statement, Qin Shi frowned, and several people in the lower Linyi suddenly realized that this Mo Qingfeng mistakenly thought that Qin Shi wanted Bajie Lin?

However, he does not want to think about it. If he really wants the Bajie Lin, will Qin Shi speak so hard? Lin Yi was stunned.

"Oh, the person who wants my life has not counted in the past few years, but I am still standing in front of you. Do you know why?" Qin Shi wrapped his tight black robes, and it was natural to clear the wind. Laughter, there is no sense of urgency on the eve of the war.

Mo Qingfeng screamed: "Why?"

"Because my luck is good, and I believe that this time, luck is not bad, so you still have to think about how to keep your own life." Qin Shiyan, black 眸Suddenly widened.

A touch of cold cold light pierced from the day.

"Bad boy, talking crazy enough, but you are responsible for what you say."

Mo Qingfeng found out that he was played by Qin Shi, and in the face of hundreds of people of Lin Nationality, his face suddenly fell down and he went to Qin Shi.

In the face of Mo Qingfeng's attack, Qin Shi tightened his body, quickly exerted his strength under his feet, and strove **** the ground, leaping tens of meters high, and surpassing Mo Qingfeng from high altitude.

boom!

A fist hit on the ring, Mo Qingfeng stepped on the foot, and was crushed by his thick and powerful spirit on the platform. He was chased by Qin Shi by his potential. His speed was abnormal and he left several times in the air. Oh, it was forced to the chest of Qin Shi.

"Don't die!" Drink a low voice, Mo Qingfeng shoulders one side, from his joints, a fierce spiritual pressure, this spirit is like a sharp dagger, draws a few vain cracks from the air, and finally all gather In his palm, he photographed it at Qin Shi.

The black dagger formed by a few auras burst out of the hands of Mo Qingfeng. Qin Shi’s eyebrows sank and he could feel it. This spiritual power contained a strong attribute, which made him feel the pressure in the air. Fear, have fled.

"Just come up, why are you so serious, so many viewers beside them."

Qin Shi licked his mouth, one hand and placed it on his chest. The lightning flashed in the palm of his hand. The three lightnings were divided into one group to meet Mo Qingfeng’s dagger bombardment.

boom!

The power of the two attributes confronted, Mo Qingfeng's eyebrows squinted, and quickly moved a few steps toward the rear: "Bad boy, the power of running attributes, your pulse has been stabilized?"

"This is all seen, Mo Gongzi really sees a lot of knowledge." Qin Shi ridiculed the default, since the breakthrough of three days, his spiritual foundation has been solid, even if the palace armor is now launched, it will not hurt And the pulse.

"It’s that I’ve been yelling at you, but do you think that your spirit is solid, is it my opponent? I’m not self-sufficient.” Mo Qingfeng’s eyebrows expand, the facial features are very embarrassing, not in nonsense, the two hands gather, the **** splash Qin Shi: "Try this trick and frustrate the mountains and rivers."

Hey!

Suddenly, the air was simmering, the temperature dropped rapidly, and a vast and infinite force condensed from the front of Mo Qingfeng. Eventually, even the clouds were broken, and the half-walled sky fell into a darkness.

At this time, he suddenly tried hard and aimed at Qin Shi’s blast.

call out!

This power is like a burning tiger, very fierce.

The air in front of the face quickly condensed, and Qin Shi could not help but solemnly: "The four-day environment is comparable to Qitian, and it is really extraordinary. It is really difficult to confront with my current spiritual power."

This statement seems to be amazed, but it is not. His meaning is very obvious. It means that he does not only have spiritual power to repair, but don't forget his identity as a magician.

Thinking of this, he has a big hand, and the virtual space ignites a few purple smoldering fires.

"Great relics!"

Under the smoldering fire, continue to devour the power of the heavens and the earth, and in a violent compression, the spiritual pressure is gathered into a piece of gold mans, and straight to the Mo Qingfeng.

"This power is the power of the soul?"

Jinguang relics came out, and everyone present was shocked. After all, the Baizus were in the depths of the mainland. They were not as stunned as the emperor, but they were even more surprised by the understanding.

A soul curse is a magician. The influence in the empire is very powerful. A curse is a magician. It is comparable to Qitian, even more taboo than Qitian.

"Ink, this kid, is actually a soul charm magician?" Lin Yi's old eyes are horizontal.

"Well, otherwise, I think I will gamble on the whole Lin family, this small hairy head with only three days? Don't underestimate him, the people who passed him in the Red Yan Empire, did not end well." Lin Biao lightly daggers and smiles: "Look, I think this matchup, no more than ten meetings, should be over."

"Ten rounds?"

Lin Yi frowned. This number surprised him. When he saw Qin Shi as a soul curse, he knew how much Qin Shi’s self-confidence came from, and even thought that he could win, but ten Will it be too exaggerated? After all, Mo Qingfeng has a higher level than Qin Shi, a realm of cultivation, how can Qi Tian and Tian Tian be able to speak the same day?

"Right, what about Tsui?" Lin Yu's eyebrows licked and suddenly turned back to find a little girl in the crowd. The girl looked only fifteen or six years old and was very pure.

"Cui Er." Mei Yan stayed under the girl's colorful skirt, could not help but become gentle, Lin Yi went forward: "Why, don't you know your aunt?"

"Hey, aunt of ink rain?" The little girl saw Lin Biao, first hesitated for a moment, immediately and beautifully, "I am really you?"

"Well, it's all big kids. Remember that when you went to the empire last time, it would be seven or eight years old. This is more than ten years old, and the long is beautiful." Lin took the hair of Kirin Turui. I remembered when Lin Tsui went to the Empire a decade ago.

That time, it was a cooperation between the Lin and the Empire, and Lin was lucky enough to see his own prostitute.

"I asked you, did you find this Mo Qingfeng?" Concerned about it, Lin said the worry in her heart: "You and my aunt tell the truth, what is going on here? How can he promise you to help Lin? Are the people attending the banquet of the Bai ethnic group?"

Lin Cui's small powder fists are tight, and the drums are fragrant. "Yes, every day, looking at Grandpa for this matter, I feel uncomfortable. Grandpa has a lot more wrinkles in these days. I really have no way." I went to Mo Qingfeng. He said that as long as I promised him, I would ask him to give him a small beggar after the end of the Baizu group, and he would help us."

"Small 妾?" Lin Yu's delicate capacity is obviously gloomy, a touch of Sen Han flashed.

For a moment, the Lin disciples around her couldn't help but shudder. These years, in the Chiyan Empire, they were very good. The aristocratic atmosphere of her body was very strong.

"I should have guessed it!" Lin screamed, and threw the beauty to the ring, and stayed on the flashing black robe: "It seems that the stone is right, and this wind is unreliable."

Understand the situation, Lin Yi's old face is also embarrassed, think of the appearance of the Qin Shi stone in the conference hall before, the feeling of involuntary feelings of shame.

The perspective turned back to the ring.

Unfolding the soul temple, Qin Shi's arrogance climbed several times, with the power of an invisible soul, manipulating the spiritual power and air around the ring, and constantly suppressing Mo Qingfeng.

boom!

A blow will force Mo Qingfeng to retreat, and the sound of the demon will sound: "The little guy, you have to hurry up. Just now Lin Qi can even blow out the big words for you, saying that you can end the battle within ten rounds. Now they have already The past six rounds."

"Well?" Qin Shi’s body was slightly deadlocked: "How do you hear it?"

"Is it so embarrassing? Anyway, you are playing with him. I have nothing to do. Just listen to the chats of the people next to you. You don't know that they just saw you using the power of the soul. That was a surprise. Like my demon brother."

Speaking of this, the demon's voice is hot: "Oh yes, I forgot to tell you, the man named Lin Wei, who just went to bet with the Lin people, he bet that you will win, and you will be the result. What is it like?"

"how about it?"

"Your odds are 100%. More than one hundred people will participate in the gambling. The result is that only Lin will gamble on you to win, and the number is not small. I counted it. If you really win, this Lin will instantly become a thousand. The millionaire." The demon smirked.

Qin Shiyi, a fierce turn back to find Lin Biao in the sea of ​​people, this Lin Biao really like the demon said, pulling a group of Lin disciples in the opening of the gambling, suddenly let his heart anger.

"Rely, what are these people? I am tired and tired of playing on it. This group of people has taken the opportunity to earn extra money. If it is not the battle of this match, I have to lose, I must die. He!" Qin Shi was indignant and screamed, but there was no other way to gaze at Mo Qingfeng: "It seems that it is time to end. This match has been delayed for a long time, and it is not good for me. The last four strokes?"

In other words, Huanren aggregates.

Qin Shi is clear. In this matchup, he must win in an overwhelming manner. Only in this way can he gain the trust of the Lin family, and this Mo Qingfeng is really not an opponent in his eyes.

The four-layered heaven is strong, but after several times, Qin Shi can feel it. This Mo Qingfeng has just broken through, and the purity of spiritual power is far less than the zero. With the help of the Temple of the Soul, Qin Shi can almost Said to be around the audience.

"Four strokes end you."

"Hey, I am not afraid to flash my tongue when I say big words!" Mo Qingfeng stabilized his heart. As a closed-door apprentice of the Cloud Road, when was he not respected? This was scorned by Qin Shi, and his heart was angry.

"Is it a big story, you will know soon."

"The first move!"

Too lazy, Qin Shi’s body looked forward.

boom!

During the respite, Qin Shi’s gas field changed greatly, and a Zunwei, which belongs only to the king, covered the ring.

call out!

A star-shaped Qin Shi homeopathic disappeared, the speed of the fast Lin Yiyi can not help but swear, the next second he directly stood in front of Mo Qingfeng, the palm of the hand gathered five Jinmang, from The side directly stabbed Mo Qingfeng.

"And is the power of the soul?"

Mo Qingfeng’s cockroaches shrank, revealing a few scornful colors, and the body quickly flicked to the right.

Unexpectedly, just as he moved, Qin Shi’s right hand was lifted up, and it was also five golden awns, approaching Mo Qingfeng in one fell swoop.

The left and right sides of the attack, Mo Qingfeng was forced to helpless, can only leap into the sky, but when he got up, Qin Shi's mouth can not help but a row, the air void beats hundreds of smoldering fire, each smoldering is golden light shining.

"It seems that the last move can be left."

"broken!"

In the palm of his hand, the shackles of the shackles in the sleeves of the hand, the hurricane and the smoldering fire on the Scorpio, complemented each other into a cannonball, and hit the Mo Qingfeng.