Chapter 58 Taking the opportunity to train the body
Just when Qingyun thought of this, Wu He on the opposite side seemed to be a little impatient. He shouted: "Wind gun, shoot!" A short gray gun as thick as a tree that two people hugged came towards Qingyun.
!Qingyun's complexion changed slightly, and he suddenly thought of Lu Feng's flame spear during the battle in the mountain stream. But when he saw it clearly, he found that the wind spear was much weaker than it. Compared with it, the two were like one.
Sir, one is a child. Qingyun's heart was slightly calm, and he no longer hesitated, and the Nine Dragon Cauldron appeared in an illusion.
The wind gun struck the Nine Dragon Cauldron with a "click" sound, and its move was immediately blocked. However, Qingyun was hit by a strong impact and flew several dozen feet away. He fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out. "Eh?
Red blood threads?" Qingyun was ecstatic in his heart, because he saw that there were a lot more red blood threads in this mouthful of black blood. "Haha. I see, I kind of understand." Qing Yun laughed wildly and jumped up from the ground.
Put the Heaven Locking Sword and the Nine Dragon Cauldron into the storage ring and strode towards Wu He.
When Lin Jin saw Qingyun's actions, a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed across his eyes. He thought Qingyun was giving up? When Wu He saw Qingyun put away all the magic weapons, he immediately had the same thought as Lin Jin. He also thought that Qingyun was giving up.
Qingyun is giving up.
"Come on. Use all the moves you have, and Fu will follow them." Qingyun used his spiritual power to turn the white shirt into fly ash, revealing his toned upper body. The muscles are not exaggerated, but the lines are clear, making him look extremely coordinated.
When Wu He heard Qingyun's words, he was a little amused. "Okay, since you want to step down as soon as possible, then Wu will help you." In his heart, he completely thought that Fu Qingyun was just showing off and was unwilling to give up. Then he would simply do it himself.
Give him a hand.
After saying that, he immediately pinched it with both hands. After a while, a huge wind ball with a radius of ten feet was formed in his hands. The tiny wind energy around it was still being absorbed into it! As Wu He shouted loudly
, this huge wind ball roared and hit Qingyun. Qingyun laughed loudly, made fists with both hands, crossed his arms, squatted half-way, and let the wind ball roar and hit Qingyun. With a loud "bang", Qingyun both
He fell deeply into the ring and was pushed backwards by the wind ball for dozens of feet. He suddenly fell to the ground. Blood spurted out from his mouth.
Seeing this, Lin Yu couldn't bear it and said to Lin Jin: "Dad, let me give up, brother." But suddenly he found that his father's eyes were burning with light. Lin Jin stared at the ring and said slowly: "Yu'er,
Your senior brother Qingyun is borrowing Wu He's power. This is a good thing for him!"
"Borrowing? What a good thing?" Lin Yu's eyes widened. She looked at Qingyun who was still spitting out black blood, and then looked at her father. She suddenly felt a little dizzy. She couldn't think clearly. She couldn't understand the people present.
Only the few elders who had entered the spirit-deficiency stage saw some clues. They couldn't help but secretly thought that this white-haired boy was really...
Qingyun slowly got up from the ground. He felt that the spiritual energy that had been motionless for a long time in his body was finally compressed. Although he felt pain all over his body, he felt very happy and satisfied. This feeling of pain and happiness made him even more excited.
He walked towards Wu He step by step.
Wu He was a little dumbfounded and thought to himself: "Did I beat him stupid...?" Qingyun saw that Wu He was in a daze and couldn't help but urged: "What's wrong, hurry up and take action."
Wu He couldn't help but became furious. He suddenly felt like he was being tricked. "Hmph, okay, let me show you the true power of the mid-stage Nascent Soul!" After saying that, there was a green long sword in his hand, and he was full of momentum.
Suddenly it rose to a terrifying level. As he made seals with his hands, the spiritual energy and wind energy within hundreds of feet nearby rushed toward the sword crazily. Gradually, a rotating storm of nearly a hundred feet formed. Wu He shouted loudly, and this
The storm of nearly a hundred feet rumbled toward the blue clouds...
Qingyun's face was solemn. If he was caught by the terrifying power in the storm, he would definitely fall apart. It seemed that Wu He was already consuming the spiritual power in his body. Thinking of this, Qingyun no longer held back. The hatchet instantly appeared in his right hand, and on his left
He bent his arm, set up the hatchet, mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and shouted at the storm: "Divine Lightning Gun, pierce!"
A huge lilac lightning flashed into the storm like a rainbow. When the purple lightning flew out, everyone in the venue started talking.
"So it was him? Was he the one who sent the purple lightning that saved Qin Haiyang?"
"No wonder he dared to challenge Wu He who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul..."
"Thunder and lightning Yuan Power seeds. Any one of them is one of the top five Yuan Power seeds..."
Wu He couldn't help but sneer when he saw Qingyun taking out an ordinary hatchet and only emitting a lightning bolt as thick as his arm. How could a mere bolt of lightning break his nearly hundred-foot rotating storm? However, his smile froze before it dissipated.
on his face... He saw this bolt of lightning shooting into the storm, strangely passing through the storm and shooting towards him in the blink of an eye. The speed was so fast that he had never seen it before. He knew that he could not dodge, so he quickly took out
A low-grade defensive spiritual weapon stood in front of him.
There was a "click" sound, and the spiritual weapon shattered. Purple lightning instantly nailed Wu He's right shoulder. Pushing him, he flew backwards out of the ring and hit the bluestone square far away, scratching the ground.
A long ravine. Finally, with a loud "bang", Wu He's right shoulder was blown to pieces, and the entire upper body was covered in blood and flesh, revealing thick white bones. It was extremely horrifying.
At this moment, an old man suddenly flew out from a huge building of Fengling Sect. In just a blink of an eye, he arrived at Wu He's side, gave him a pill, and then counted the pills to Wu He's body.
The injury is under control.
All this happened so fast that the ordinary disciples did not react at all. They saw the old man looking at Qingyun coldly. Qingyun was facing a huge crisis at the moment. The roaring huge storm had already arrived in front of him, and he was about to
He was caught in it. Lin Yu said "ah" and closed his eyes in fear. Lin Jin's pupils shrank slightly, but he did not move. He seemed to be very confident in Qingyun.
Qingyun slowly closed his eyes, took half a step back, and put away the hatchet. Then he opened his hands and said softly with a look of pain on his face: "Ice-shield, freeze it for me!" The air around him seemed to suddenly appear.
Being twitched, the temperature suddenly dropped, and a large amount of water energy surged towards his palm. In front of him, an ice wall visible to the naked eye was rapidly forming from bottom to top. However, the storm had already come, and he hit the ice in an instant.
On the wall, just a "click" was heard, and a huge crack appeared in the ice wall.
Qingyun opened his eyes and backed away quickly, shouting again: "Ice shield, condense again!" A huge ice wall instantly blocked him again. Then there was another "click", and the ice wall shattered!...
...It wasn't until the blue clouds formed the fifth ice shield wall that the storm gradually dissipated...
Qingyun was forced to the edge of the ring at this time. His face was pale and he was breathing heavily. These five ice shields had exhausted all his spiritual power. He felt a wave of energy pouring out of his limbs.
The feeling of extreme fatigue in his buttocks made him unable to hold on, and he wanted to fall down at any time...
At this moment, the whole place was quiet. Everyone was staring at the young man with white hair and white clothes on the edge of the ring. There was disbelief, envy, and jealousy in his eyes...