Chapter 1040

For Zhao Qiang's series of actions, everyone didn't think of it. Even Luo Qi, who took the initiative to provoke, didn't think of it. Zhao Qiang is not a disciple of that aristocratic family. Generally, it's just superficial.

His almost strong and decisive combat effectiveness is fully demonstrated in the close combat at the moment.

No one thought that Luo Qi was out of sight this time. Of course, it was not only Luo Qi who was present, but all the senior students were out of sight.

I knew it was time to let someone with higher strength play.

Zhao Qiang, who rushed so violently that Luo Qi didn't dare to ignore at the moment, turned red, and then roared. There was a strong aura wrapped around his right foot and fiercely aimed at Zhao Qiang's lower abdomen.

However, Zhao Qiang didn't stop at all. The strong aura and the smell of fire on his fist clenched left hand were tightly wrapped. Then he threw it down at will and went away at Luo Qi's ankle.

Luo Qi's leg is unusual. The cold ice around her body is particularly strong.

The surrounding air temperature also becomes more and more cold under the influence of this cold breath. However, Zhao Qiang has no hesitation.

The strong smell of fire on the palm of her hand swirls around it. Today, she wants to see whether the smell of fire is better or the smell of ice is better. After entering the demon world for so long, Zhao Qiang has never fought with people with the smell of ice. Therefore, to put it bluntly, he takes Luo Qi as a stepping stone to test his old life, What is the status of Luo Qi's level.

But after a fight, to put it bluntly, Zhao Qiang is undoubtedly quite disappointed.

Luo Qi's icy breath is extraordinarily strong. Although it plays a role in suppressing the breath of fire and all kinds of breath, Luo Qi himself is like a straw bag.

It's not that Zhao Qiang's comments are too strict, but that Luo Qi's performance so far has disappointed him. Originally, he thought that the students practicing in the monster college must be very strong, but he didn't expect that the reaction speed, agility or soul perception shown by Luo Qi have disappointed Zhao Qiang.

The strong smell of fire mixed with the boxing style and the ice smell at Luo Qi's ankles collided with each other, and a crisp sound broke out one after another.

Almost in an instant, a huge bruise appeared on Luo Qi's ankle. The severe pain from his ankle made Luo Qi tremble slightly, took a breath, and then the anger on his face became more and more crazy.

We should know that no one has seen Luo Qi like this. Not to mention, Luo Qi is the most beloved young childe of the Luo family, but his brother Luo lie in the third grade above is shocking enough.

That's the trend of entering the ranking list of the real strong in the inner court. The oppressed Zhao Qiang's face hurts slightly.

The feet snap to the ground, and the strong smell of fire breaks out and raises the palm.

With one move in the void, the immortal killing sword came suddenly.

Luo Qi, who had just cut a foot blade on the void, did not neglect it at all. The cold Xiao sword on his palm made a ferocious sound.

Zhao Qiang had to treat Zhao Qiang with dignity because of the powerful blade that followed. Even if Luo Qi's strength was not as strong as Zhao Qiang expected, the strange cold breath in his body was a headache. After all, the cold breath was so strong that it had already posed a threat to the smell of fire. If Luo Qi's strength was stronger, Then the cold breath in his body will inevitably become a big obstacle for Zhao Qiang to fight with him.

However, Luo Qi in front of him is not a climate, and Zhao Qiang's throat rolls slightly.

The faint rolling words came out of the Qing lotus. With a low cry, a strong and turbulent smell of fire came out of Zhao Qiang's hands and ruthlessly won the attack issued by Luo Qi.

Zhao Qiang's body suddenly flipped his waist, like a broken one.

But his action was extremely slow, and the immortal sword in his hand drew an appalling arc.

This action is very slow. Everyone can see Zhao Qiang's flaws clearly, and Luo Qi on the void is even better than the corners of his mouth, evoking an indifferent smile and sighing.

"You're so slow that I can see all the flaws in your body. Go to hell, smelly boy!"

With the scarlet light in Luo Qi's hand, Dasheng Zhao Qiang could feel the more intense cold breath from Han Xiao sword, and Luo Qi, who held Han Xiao sword tightly in the void, trembled slightly in his palm, If there is a careful person, you can find that at this time, Luo Qi's lips have been turned white by the cold smell of Hanxiao sword, the surrounding temperature has suddenly dropped a lot, and the tiny molecules in the air have even condensed into frost.

Zhao Qiang can feel that the cold Xiao sword at this time is extremely dangerous. No one knows what Luo Qi has done.

The smile on Luo Qi's face at this time is more and more dark, just like hell Shura, with a bloodthirsty breath.

Zhao Qiang's heart was moved, and then his face was solemn. His body suddenly retreated a few steps on the ground and looked at Luo Qi on the void with a dignified face.