Wu ~ ~
Fu is bright and sharp. He cuts a fierce light and falls to Qin Sheng's head.
Sure enough, even though it's just a broken one, not even a pattern one, but it depicts the rune after all. As long as there is yuan power to pour and cut iron like mud, even the first level of monsters can easily kill!
"No, Qin Huan is crazy. He even moves the rune sword to master Qin Sheng."
"No matter how young master Qin Sheng is the successor of the future family, if the sword goes on, young master will have no life."
After Qin Huan, a group of guests, watching the scene out of control, suddenly felt a click in their heart. It was too late to stop Qin Huan, who was stunned by anger.
PA!
The ordinary palm once again flashed out like lightning. Under the unbelievable eyes, Qin Huan with the Fudao was slapped to fly.
For the third time, Qin Huan fell to the rubble. This time, Qin Sheng's strength deepened again. After ten breaths, Qin Huan didn't even climb out.
Those minions quickly dug Qin Huan out of the rubble.
Pu ~ ~
Qin Huan is tottering, his face is swollen as if he can't see clearly. He coughs up blood with a big mouth, and there are some teeth broken by the terrorist force in the blood foam.
"This slap is my own. You bullied me for so many years. It's a little interest!"
Qin Sheng stood with his hands down, as if he had drawn nine veins in succession. He was only a little short of being able to gather the sea of yuan power and break through Qin Huan's three palms in the soul state at one stroke. He just did a trivial thing.
At this point.
Many disciples of the Qin family, including several powerful guests behind Qin Huan, were petrified.
If the first slap is luck and the second is coincidence, what about the third?
You know, Qin Huan has already moved his sword. It's not an ordinary cold weapon, but a rune sword that depicts the mysterious rune. Don't talk about the low-level martial arts who can communicate with the pulse state if you cut it. Even the first level of monsters and beasts are different!
As we all know, two months ago, Qin Sheng was just a waste of one channel. Now, he is able to draw nine channels of Qin Huan's palm in a row?
Moreover, Qin Huan has used the Fudao.
Many disciples of the Qin family, who are watching around, see the changes in Qin Sheng's eyes. Even if they don't want to believe it again, Qin Sheng, a waste two months ago, has gone forever. Instead, he is an expert who can hang and open nine channels between his hands.
Qin Huan looks up at Qin Sheng, a distant cousin. Even though his vision is a little fuzzy, his eyes are still a little shocked. He is frightened and angry.
Surprisingly, Qin Sheng is no longer a waste of humiliation. In his anger, Qin Huan slaps him three times in a row. Especially in front of the public, Qin Huan feels like he wants to find a rat hole to get in.
Qin Huan can't accept being humiliated by a cousin who is weaker than himself!
"This son, how suddenly become so strong?" After a short rage, Qin Huan flashed an idea in his mind.
"No, two months ago, that kid took part in the class assessment of LiuYun college in the Molong mining area."
Molong mining area is a place that people fear and yearn for. There are too many legends born there. Once some warriors dug up a stone in the Molong mining area. In a short time, they rose like stars, crossed the wasteland and the thirty-six dynasties, and went to a more vast world.
Once upon a time, there were martial artists who were inherited by the peerless and powerful in the ancient times. Since then, they have changed their lives against the sky and become peerless in talent!
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