Chapter 114 The Good Show Has Just Begun

Li Qingyang displayed the spiritual power-type martial skill of my slash, which immediately shocked four people.

"Unbelievable!" Ye Di was also shocked.

He has practiced many kinds of spiritual power-type martial arts in his previous life, and he is well aware of the shortcomings of such martial arts, which consumes a lot of spiritual power.

For example, the Shocking Wave Sun and Moon Slash, which he once practiced, is also a spiritual power-type martial skill. The conditions must meet the Martial Saint, and one move will consume nearly 60% of the energy of the cyclone.

What about Li Qingyang?

Just raising your hand and raising your foot, you will cut out three streams of light, the process should not be too easy!

The blasting fist just now, the current I cut, deeply shocked Ye Xingchen, making him realize that the Iron Bone School martial arts are very good!

"Breaking through to the Martial Apprentice and cultivating the martial skills of this faction seems to be better than cultivating the martial skills of the Emperor back then." He secretly said.

Ye Xingchen, who was originally only interested in Yi Jin Jing, also developed a strong affection for Burst Fist and Wu Zhan.

"brush!"

"brush!"

"brush!"

On the martial arts field, three crescent beams burst out in different trajectories.

Mo Shangfei, who had just stabilized his body, suddenly changed his face, and hurriedly used a blast fist to meet him.

"Boom! Boom!"

The two fists collided with the crescent moon streamer coming from the left and right, causing the arms to tremble violently, and there was a pain as if the muscles were torn!

Mo Shangfei didn't have time to grin, because the third crescent streamer rushed close to the ground, from bottom to top, dragged a 90-degree arc, and slammed hard on the chin.

"brush!"

Driven by a strong force, his whole body flew up, and finally fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

To be able to block two slashes, this inner disciple of the Holy Spring Sect has performed very well.

However, the third angle is tricky, and there is no way to hide.

"But... Damn..." Mo Shangfei wiped the bleeding from the corner of his mouth and stood up. It seemed that his body was very strong, and he was only slightly injured when he was hit.

This is because Li Qingyang didn't fully explode his spiritual power, otherwise, if he just resisted me with his fist, he would end up with broken bones.

The expressions of the three elders suddenly fell.

I thought that the disciples of this sect could easily defeat the opponent, but I didn't expect to be injured by the martial arts that were displayed one after another.

Qin Haoran said: "Although spiritual power-type martial arts are powerful, their disadvantage is that they cannot last for long. If the disciples of the Holy Spring Sect can withstand it, they should not be afraid."

"Three moves in succession, the Iron Bone Sect disciples will definitely consume a lot, and they will be exhausted after fighting."

These Hundred Sects Alliance bosses seem to be talking about themselves, but their voices are loud, obviously reminding the inner disciples of Shengquan Sect not to be impatient and slowly consume him.

No need to remind, Mo Shangfei also knows the weaknesses of spiritual power-type martial arts.

He shook his arms and said coldly, "I was careless just now, and you seized the opportunity."

This is serious, and no longer underestimate the enemy.

The fifth elder plucked out his ears and grinned, "The show has just begun."

"good."

Jun Changxiao shook his legs, picked his nose and said, "The show has just begun."

"brush!"

After the adjustment, Mo Shangfei rushed again, and the blast of the wind fist unfolded, the speed was significantly faster than before, and suddenly there were more than ten fist shadows, and the power was quite explosive!

"Bam! Boom! Bam!"

Li Qingyang's bursting fist unfolded, the sound of firecrackers and the sound of boxing confrontation were transmitted together, and the faint spiritual power swayed in the space like ripples!

In just a moment, the two fought dozens of tricks with boxing!

The dust under his feet continued to collide, forming a vortex around him, rolling up the remaining leaves and tearing them into strips.

"Bang!"

The two punched each other again, and each stepped back four or five meters.

Li Qingyang stretched out his fingers, and his arms were numb from the shock.

Mo Shangfei is no better.

This fierce confrontation is like a stone against a stone.

Hurt the enemy and hurt yourself.

"It seems that it is difficult to tell the winner in a short time."

"It's really strange that a fourth-rank martial artist can actually compete with an eight-rank martial artist!"

"The quality of the boxing techniques performed by the disciples of the Iron Bone School is not low, otherwise they would have been defeated long ago."

"The disciples of the Holy Spring Sect are of high realm, and the spiritual energy in the cyclone is majestic, so there is no problem in fighting a protracted battle."

"The hands of the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect are shaking. In my opinion, the psychic energy in Dantian Cyclone has already consumed seven or eight out of ten."

"brush!"

Li Qingyang waved his knife and said, "I'll cut it!"

"call out--"

The crescent moon burst out.

He... can he still display spiritual power-type martial arts?

The heads of the various factions that were discussing saw the streamer rushing over, and all the fools were on the spot.

"I cut!"

"I cut!"

In a very short time, Li Qingyang waved his hand again, cut out two crescent moons, and slapped a group of bigwigs in the face with practical actions, and told them that my psychic energy was sufficient.

"Bam! Boom! Bam!"

Mo Shangfei became vigilant, and stepped on his body technique to avoid it for the first time, and three streamers slammed on the stone slabs one after another, shattering them.

This time, Li Qingyang is not forgiving!

While the opponent was fleeing, he turned his body on his side and kept cutting the ball as if he were playing table tennis, and the crescent moon beams shot out.

"..."

Looking at the martial arts field, the crescent moon streamer flew past in different arcs, and the expressions on the faces of the Qin alliance leader and the warriors of various factions stiffened.

The high-consumption type of spiritual power-type martial arts is thrown out with a wave of the hand, and the picture is simply too scary!

Although Mo Shangfei tried to show his coquettish position in the sword, light and sword shadow, but after only dodging three streamers, he was mercilessly hit on the face, shoulders, hands, and feet by the subsequent streamers...

"Pfft!"

In the end, after being bombarded, he fell to the ground with his feet on the ground, blood spurted out from the side of his face, and he rolled his eyes and passed out.

The I Slash formed by Li Qingyang, although the strength is not strong, but can't stand the bombardment, let alone the eighth-rank martial artist, even the ninth-rank martial artist can't bear it at all.

"Won!"

"Second Senior Brother, win!"

Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi jumped up excitedly.

Although Lu Qianqian had no expression on his face, he secretly said in his heart: "After I go back, I have to practice my slash..."

Like Ye Xingchen, this woman is only interested in Yi Jin Jing. As for Burst Fist and I Slash, although she had it early, she never practiced it.

Seeing the senior brother winning, Xiao Xunji raised his head slightly and released his index finger from the trigger.

He was always on high alert. If the battle just now was not good for the second senior brother, Mo Shangfei would have been killed immediately.

"Junior Brother Ye."

Xiao Xunji grinned and said, "Second Senior Brother won!"

"Cut." The cold Lord Yedi said disdainfully, "How happy are you to win an eighth-rank martial artist?"

His state of mind was calm, because he had not integrated himself into the Iron Bone faction, and he did not have the sense of honor of that kind of sect.

Xiao Xunji is different. He agrees with the Iron Bone faction, the leader, and the brothers and sisters. Therefore, the joy brought by Li Qingyang's victory is no weaker than that of winning in person.

"oops."

Jun Changxiao stood up and bowed his hands apologetically: "I have no eyes on my fists and feet, I'm really embarrassed to beat your disciples like this."

The disciples of Shengquan Sect standing on the left have angry eyes, and some people have their hands on the hilt of their swords.

Lu Qianqian took two steps forward, standing side by side with the head, with her jade hand on the hilt of the sword, her star eyes flashing with chills.

In the society, my sister Qian, there are not many cruel words!

Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi also leaned over and put their hands on the Hanfeng sword, glaring angrily, not showing weakness at all.

Xiao Xunji leaned towards the Eightfold Realm again, and the crosshair locked on the head of the disciple of the Holy Spring Sect who was closest to the head. As long as he dared to take a step, he would immediately headshot.

The sword is drawn, the atmosphere is solemn! !