In the distance, there are several students from Beichen college, all of them are inner colleges of Beichen college.
In Beichen college, they are just minions. Now they come to LiuYun college, which has only one dragon pool. Suddenly they feel superior.
In their words, they did not pay attention to Qin Sheng, a low-level warrior at all. Their words were full of disdain and ridicule.
They are watching the war, they are careless, they don't care. It seems that in their eyes, when Mr. Jin comes to this remote town, he is absolutely invincible.
Because, just now, it's not that there are no students who don't have long eyes, peeping at Wang Qian's yingzi, all of whom are beaten to the ground.
This time, there should be no accidents.
The golden palm, with a trace, crossed the place, with a fierce wind, in the eyes of many people watching coldly, fell on Qin Sheng's face.
"Ha ha, vulnerable." Kim's handsome face showed a hint of sarcasm. "How strong is it?"
However, before the smile on King Yingquan's face could bloom, he found that Qin Sheng was fading and then disappeared completely.
"Shadow?"
King's smile froze, his face shrouded, his brain puzzled, and soon he felt a chill from his rise.
"You..."
Qin Sheng is not worthy to appear behind Jin Yingquan at any time. There are two pieces of red lightning flashed on his feet. He just slightly runs Python dragon's red lightning code, and doesn't use up all his strength.
Even though Qin Sheng didn't try his best, the python dragon purple electric Jue is a martial art of the holy level. Let alone a martial artist in the middle period of the soul state. Even a master in the later period of the soul state, or even a half step of the sky state, can't match Qin Sheng in speed.
Don't think that Python dragon's purple electric Jue is a great commodity. It's a holy martial art. It's also a very precious martial art even in the place where there are many martial arts like dogs in the sky and powerful people in the life.
At that time, Qin Zhongtian also spent a lot of money to get the fragmented script of the python dragon's purple electric code!
Jin Yingquan is a proud son from Beichen University. He responds very quickly. He pinches his left hand into eagle claw, covering a layer of extremely strong yuan force. The golden yuan force turns into sharp eagle claw, and his head does not return. The claw is behind him.
This kind of combat experience, this kind of reaction speed, is really hard to find in LiuYun college, fast and ruthless.
Only when King Yingquan turned his head completely, Qin Sheng's eyes narrowed into a straight line and his mouth slightly pulled up, showing a cruel smile.
Jin Yingquan's reaction speed is extremely fast, but Qin Sheng's speed is faster!
Qin Sheng flashed out his palm like lightning. The palm of his hand was shining with green crystal light, and there was a faint rune. He hasn't fully cultivated the magic cultivation body to the third level, otherwise the prisoner dragon's hand will be covered with a layer of obvious runes, and then the power will soar.
"Pa!"
In the eyes of consternation, King Yingquan flew backward, spewing out a large stream of blood and bumped into several trees next to the office building.
Dashu wants to be surrounded by one person. It has a history of one hundred years, but it is still broken by King Jin's authority, setting off a huge dust.
The air was dead, and a group of proud students from Beichen University were stunned and their faces were unbelievable.
Some of them rubbed their eyes as if they didn't want to believe what was happening.
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