Looking at Zhao Qiang's sudden outbreak of fighting desire · hope, a ray of appreciation flashed in the eyes of Tong Lin's cabinet leader.

With his cultivation, we can naturally notice that Zhao Qiang's body was seriously damaged. Even at the moment, his meridians can only play 50% or 60%. In the face of the strong momentum released by himself, his meridians will feel pain, but Zhao Qiang chooses to be patient with such pain. It can be seen that the young man in front of him is full of ruthlessness, cruel to the enemy and even more cruel to himself. He is indeed a rare figure.

Because of this, the eternal wave free heart of the psychic attic master also jumped up suddenly. He had never felt so strong. Even if he fought with his generally strong opponent, he had never had such a strong desire to fight.

At this time, Zhao Qiang's strong desire for victory and defeat seemed to bring him back to his age of 18.9. At that time, he was very impulsive and tried his best to win every battle. At this time, Zhao Qiang was very much like him at that time.

The leader of the psychic Pavilion then suddenly suppressed the energy around him and suppressed his level at the same level as Zhao Qiang. As I said earlier, he just wanted to compete with Zhao Qiang, so fairness is what they pursue.

Their eyes looked at each other in the void, followed by a knowing smile.

The leader of the psychic pavilion was the first to say, "the body form system I practiced is special, with lightning attribute. Lightning attribute has the effect of paralyzing perception. You should be careful."

Zhao Qiang nodded when he heard the speech, and then meditated. He was really curious about the lightning attribute. At present, his body took the lead in shooting and launched an attack on the master of the psychic Pavilion.

Some beautiful faces, with unprecedented dignity, he has always maintained a respectful attitude towards this fair and open battle, so he will not keep his hand at all.

Looking at Zhao Qiang who took the lead in attacking himself, the leader of the psychic Pavilion also raised his mouth and smiled. What he wanted was Zhao Qiang's fearless attitude towards himself.

Above the void, two figures constantly teach us that everywhere we pass, they all tremble with the air.

"Ding!"

The two metals collided on the void and made a clear sound. Zhao Qiang and the leader of the psychic Pavilion took out their weapons. Zhao Qiang's immortal killing sword is impressively in his hand, while the master of the psychic Pavilion is holding a long halberd. The whole body of the long halberd emits a copper green light. You can see at a glance that it must not be an ordinary product.

After all, you should know that the immortal killing sword is an ancient artifact that sells iron like mud. At this time, the halberd has no fear in the face of ancient artifact such as immortal killing sword. god

There are also differences between strong and weak weapons. If an ordinary weapon is either destroyed by the immortal killing sword or suppressed without any aura under his breath. The copper green halberd used by the master of the psychic Pavilion in front of him is not willing to be outdone. It emits a copper green light, which is to compete with the immortal killing sword.

The two fierce energies spread from their weapons to a radius of 100 meters. The space around them was protected by the master of the psychic Pavilion. Therefore, the strong air pressure in their battle circle did not affect anyone.

Holding the immortal killing sword tightly in his hand, Zhao Qiang raised his eyes and looked at the strange psychic attic master. At this time, the long halberd in the hands of the master of the psychic Pavilion already has the smell of thunder. The smell of thunder is very strange. It seems to be integrated with the long halberd. The bronze tip of the long halberd is constantly beating a silver gray arc.

With a sudden long breath, Zhao Qiang's toes were a little in the void, and then the killer immortal sword flashed the light of aura again. It suddenly attacked the psychic separated beads. Zhao Qiang's movements were extremely fast with each jump and turn of his body. However, even if he was fast, the Lord of Tong Lin Pavilion could react to his movements in an instant, So as to make a defensive posture.

"Ding"

"Ding"

......

The void was full of the crisp sound of metal collision. The master of the psychic Pavilion slightly hooked his lips: "this guy is really powerful."

Then, the leader of the psychic Pavilion suddenly put away the halberd in his hand. On the other hand, Zhao Qiang also put away the immortal killing sword in an instant. Both sides threw their good weapons aside. At this time, their battle has entered a white hot stage, and the two sides have entered a hand-to-hand battle. Without weapons, their movements were more rapid.

Zhao Qiang's footsteps kept stepping in the void and raised his face. Zhao Qiang smiled. With the sound of rapid breathing, the soles of his feet suddenly ascended in the void. Then Zhao Qiang's body reached the side of the master of the psychic attic in an instant.

Looking at Zhao Qiang's rapid posture, the master of Tonglin Pavilion slightly lifted his lips. Then, in Zhao Qiang's surprised eyes, his body suddenly turned over, and his toes ascended in the void. Then, with a strange radian, the master of Tonglin Pavilion already appeared behind Zhao Qiang.

Zhao Qiang's reaction was not slow. At present, he bent down to avoid the boxing style from the explosion behind him. Then, Zhao Qiang's body suddenly took a step back, and the aura condensed in his palm mercilessly blasted at the face door of the master of the psychic Pavilion.

The leader of the psychic attic obviously didn't expect Zhao Qiang's reaction to be so rapid. The next one couldn't avoid it. His feet slipped and his body trembled suddenly.

However, just for the moment of the battle, Zhao Qiang's body attacked the front door of the Lord of Tonglin Pavilion again, and Zhao Qiang's voice followed closely: "I want to see how scary your face under this mask is."

Since we met, the leader of the psychic pavilion has always worn a ghost face. Zhao Qiang has never seen his face under the mask, so he is particularly curious. During this battle, the master of the psychic Pavilion never took off his mask, which further stimulated Zhao Qiang's curiosity. At present, the aura condensed on his hands turned into a strong wind to attack the master's face.

At the moment when the aura Light group got rid of it, Zhao Qiang's palm suddenly clenched into a fist, his body rotated half a circle in the air relay, and then strangely drilled into the arms of the master of the psychic Pavilion.

When Zhao Qiang confidently lifted up the corners of his lips and the power wind in his hand was close to the ghost mask, the strength in the hands of the master of the psychic Pavilion had approached Zhao Qiang's throat. If Zhao Qiang's fist wind moved forward another half an inch, Zhao Qiang's throat would fall into the hands of the master of the psychic Pavilion.

"Are you sure you want to continue attacking me?"

The voice of Senran came, and Zhao Qiang was helpless. He didn't expect that he had done his best, but he was still not the opponent of the master of the psychic Pavilion. In his perception, the master of the psychic attic did not cheat at all and completely suppressed his power around the peak of the demon emperor in the middle period.

"Well, you won. How many gold coins do I need for the news?" Zhao Qiang said regretfully.

Even if I did my best, I still had to pay. I knew I wouldn't fight.

Looking at Zhao Qiang's appearance, the master of the psychic Pavilion stepped back and put away the aura in his palm.

"You and I are tied. I won't charge you for this news."