Since the first departure, Qinyang has encountered a lot of powerful martial arts. Everyone's attack techniques are different, and the weapons they are good at using are not the same.
Meet at a time.
I have to admit that Mengqi can become the elite disciples of Zongmen. There is indeed his extraordinary place. This shocking thirteen sticks are very mysterious, with a stick with a stick, the attack power is very powerful, and in terms of insight and judgment,
It is far from Duan Ke and others can compare.
"Good stick method!" After being forced to retreat, Qin Yan went to the distance, and a layer of fine sweat exuded from his forehead.
The iron rod in his hand flipped twice, Moncin pestled hard on the ground, making a loud noise, looking straight at Qin Yang, saying: "Your boxing method is not weak."
"Award!" He shrugged, Qin Yang showed a light smile, but the smile disappeared for a moment, and he reached out and pointed at Monch: "Take out your strongest strength, otherwise you have no chance of winning."
"Qin Yang, you are too rampant!" Monch frowned sharply, and said coldly: "You will pay for your madness."
"Really? I don't think so." At the same time as the words fell, Qin Yang kicked the ground violently. Due to the excessive force, the original ground was cracked, and the body and the air rushed out.
I rushed to Monch in the blink of an eye.
"Good come!"
Moncin also launched it quickly, waving the iron rod to meet. At the moment, the two collided again. The two strong vitality fluctuations set off a new round of shocks.
The onlookers' disciples are staring at the two people who jump in the field one by one. Although most people can't see the process of two people's moves, attacks, and blocking, they are reluctant to move away, afraid to miss every moment.
Level duel can be seen at any time.
In fact, Qin Yang's current combat effectiveness is not a difficult thing to defeat Mengqi, but he can't do it. So far, he can't figure out where the old ghost will start from, and I don't know how Yi Bo is preparing to prepare.
Copy, so this battle must be dragged for a longer time.
Yi Hai, who was standing next to Yi Bo, was also shocked. He had seen Qin Yang and Zi Qing in the battle.
Still worrying about another.
Yi Bo also saw his son's concerns and quietly passed a look. The latter led the mind, and immediately showed the pain, covering his stomach, rushing to him and the three elders: "Dad, three elders, no, I am no longer, I am no longer, I am no longer, I am no longer, I
Go to the hut. "
"He is the body." Yi Boqiao pretended all the way all the way.
Elder Liu waved his hand and laughed: "Sect, let him go."
Elder Gu and Elder Zhou also nodded with a smile, but did not speak, but they had their own minds.
After a while, Yi Hai ran back, his face pale, covering his belly and standing aside, less than two minutes, and hurriedly ran away. He ran back and forth several times like this. When the last appeared, the whole person was collapsed.
Seeing that Yi Hai's face had no blood, Elder Liu asked worried: "Xiaohai, what's wrong with you?"
"Who knows, maybe it may be bad stomach, not only me, the two guys of the criminal style are almost the same as me, oh, no, no more, it's coming again." After that, Yi Hai covered his belly again, bowed his waist and hurriedly hurried
leave.
Yi Bo snorted: "It's really useless!"
"Forget it, the prince, this is no wonder they." Gu Changlao smiled.
Yi Bo nodded twice, and shifted his eyes to the showwood platform. At the moment he turned his head, he found a successful look.
No right!
Why does he have this look, is it, the more he thinks, the more you think, Yi Bo thinks this is true.
Bo's heart trembled, if the other party really poisoned silently, it would be troublesome!
boom!
Qin Yang was smashed with a stick, and a backhand punch splied to the monk. While retreating, he frowned and wondered in his heart. Yi Hai was gone, and Yi Bo's eyes flashed obviously.
The color of worry, there must be something in it.
Lost is a warrior.
Although it was only an instant, it was seized by Moncin's opportunity, and a sloppy smile appeared on his face.
The twelve sticks were shot in the stick, and from the sky, the goal was Qin Yang's left shoulder. The dangerous signal caused the lost Qin Yang to immediately respond.
Fast, whether the reaction can avoid it is two different things.
"Damn!" A scolding in his heart, Qin Yang's heart: "In this case, then I will not play with you."
The left hand became claws, and the palm was born with a strong adsorption force. It was a dragon's hand! With a backhand grabbing, the shadow shadow beaten to tear some positions. In this empty gear, Qin Yang's right hand quickly fists, and his eyes are in your eyes.
Shoot a cold light, a low drink: "Eight shadow punch, one fist!"
The so -called one -fist is to attack the strongest attack of Babhaquan, and at the same time, the eight punch shadows produced at the same time have been compressed into one. Although there is no difference between it and the first fisting shadow, there is only one punch. However
There are dozens of times of power.
Everyone who watched held his breath, everything came too suddenly.
"Huh?" Lu Shaobai's brows frowned tighter.
How is it possible!
Mengqi was shocked in his heart. He saw Qinyang's exhibition of dragons, but he didn't know what martial arts it was, and at the time it was only watching it.
Although the sticks of the stick, although there is no power of the thirteen sticks, the attack power is also very strong. The stick shadow now was sucked away, and in the first time, Qin Yang launched a counterattack.
Moreover, Mengqi can completely feel the power of Qin Yang's punch. He quickly pulled the iron rod back and re -organized a new attack. He took two steps and bowed his legs.
The buzzing sound just happened to collide with Qin Yang's boxing and shadow.
boom!
After the sullen sound, the range of at least 30 meters with two forces was shattered, the ground collapsed, the gravel fluttered, and the smoke rolled.
What a powerful fist, so strong stick method!
The impact of the strength of the two did not cause much damage in the horizontal direction. It was only thirty meters, but it was very shocking in the vertical direction. There were tens of meters deep on the collapsed ground.
Bad eyes.
The ten of them each have their own strengths, and no one is Meng Qi's opponent in stick skills. After displaying the afterimage of the twelve sticks, Qin Yang has not yet fallen behind. For them, this sudden hair has emerged.
The junior brother is so surprising.
Qin Yang, who was standing on the edge of the pit, had a slight smile on his lips. With a hiss, the figure disappeared from the spot. Without another word, he jumped into the air and was enveloped by the surging vitality. Now that it was over, he was simply defeated.
Monkey.
The moment of lack of concentration just now almost caused him to suffer a hidden loss, and it also sounded a warning to Qin Yang. Maybe there are many things that he still can't figure out, but if he gets injured, it won't be worth it. The fate will come sooner or later, no matter what the old ghost is prepared to do
No matter how he takes action, Qin Yang believes that now is not the time, so when will it be?
Just now, a stranger's figure was caught in the crowd. He seemed to be unusually concerned about his duel with Meng Qi. Could this person also be used by the old ghost? Qin Yang was not sure, but it was just with him.
There is not just one way to try it out.
Qin Yang, who jumped into the air, clenched his fists, facing the ground, and bombarded Meng Qi who was below. The roar was continuous, and the smoke and dust slowly swirled up, and Meng Qi's figure was gradually obscured by the smoke.
.
After a burst of chaos, Qin Yang moved away from the pit, but the smoke and dust were still rising, and no one saw Meng Qi's figure.
Gulu~~
In the quiet crowd, there was a sound of swallowing saliva, and then someone said: "Mengqi won't be defeated, right?"
"No...I don't know!"
In the stands, Elder Liu became more and more satisfied. At first, he was worried that Qin Yang would lose quickly and lose miserably. Now it seems that not only will he be able to defeat Meng Qi, at least he will not be in the situation that he worried about before.
Yi Bo suddenly frowned. He wasn't pretending this time. He really felt something was wrong. He also completely confirmed his previous guess. The old ghost had indeed poisoned him, and he was also poisoned silently.
"Sect Master, what's wrong with you?"
Yi Bo took a long breath, turned to look at the three of them, and shook his head lightly: "It's okay."
Is it really okay?
Seeing all this, the mole laughed wildly in his heart, and the situation was getting closer to what he planned step by step...
"Look! It's in the air!"
Suddenly, a cry of surprise disturbed countless people, who all raised their heads and looked into the sky. It was Mengqi. No one knew when he disappeared into the smoke and jumped into the air.
Qin Yang was calm, smiled softly, and said to himself: "Come on."
After finishing speaking, Qin Yang had no intention of hiding. He stayed on the spot, with his legs half-bowed, and started the palm movement. The whole movement was slow, like a continuous flow of water.
"This is..." Yi Bo was shocked. Others didn't know what Qin Yang's palm technique was, but he knew it very well. Even though he had never practiced Soft Water Palm, he had carefully seen the moves inside.
, and even if you haven't seen the moves, judging from the palm technique Qin Yang is playing at this moment, you can definitely be sure that it is the Soft Water Palm.
At this moment, Yi Bo's mood was very complicated. Qin Yang only had seven days to use the Soft Water Palm. Could it be that he had already learned it in these seven days!
If Qin Yang's previous fighting prowess made Yi Bo let go of his worries, now his heart is hanging again because he is not sure whether Qin Yang has learned Soft Water Palm. If he has only mastered the superficial knowledge, relying on this
It is undoubtedly a wrong choice to take over Monchi's strongest attack with fur.
"Qin Yang, defeat you in one way!" Mengqi, who dived quickly: "The shocking thirteen sticks -thirteen sticks are shadow!"
Buzzing ~~
It is also a two -handed stick, hitting it violently, but the strongest trick of shocking thirteen sticks is very different from the previous tricks. Even the twelve sticks are residual.
It smashed towards the opponent, but the thirteenth stick had no rules at all. Thirteen remnants seemed to be a thirteen physical iron rod. In different directions, there was only one goal, that is, Qinyang on the ground.
"Seeing this stick again, the power seems to have become stronger." A elite disciple said.
"What is Qin Yang hit? At this time, this kind of manner is made?" Another disciple was puzzled. The implication is to use this slow -handed palm method.
Lost.
Another person smiled and attracted the attention of the other eight people. He looked at him and asked, "What are you laughing?"
"Do you think Qinyang will be a fool?"
"This ..." Sure enough, at this time, Qin Yang, who was slowly swallowing, suddenly raised his hand and hit him out. A huge force was suddenly surged in his palm.
A palm print that is visible to the naked eye.
Bang Bang Bang ~~~~ Bang!
The stick shadow hit the palm print continuously, and finally exploded!