Before the competition of supernatural spells began, Qin Tian and the Ring Idiot had already launched a speed contest.

One person turned into a streamer, slicing through the void at once, dragging out an extremely long and brilliant purple-gold trajectory.

One person is not inferior, with one hand on his chest, seemingly strolling leisurely, but in fact, every step he takes will move his body hundreds of meters away, and white lotus flowers bloom one after another under his feet.

"Hey, this bald donkey is really a bit of a doorway, as long as you don't open that broken mouth, you can see that it does have a bit of a monk's meaning. ”

The two went hand in hand, each not giving in, and it was really difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Finally, the two of them stopped at the same time on a relatively sparsely wooded hill.

"Bald donkey, my foot touched the ground before you, you lost, hurry up and call Dad. ”

"Shit, why don't you say that I landed one meter farther than you?"

The two went head-to-head, and they couldn't convince each other even if they were red-faced.

The first match ended in a draw.

"Looking at it this way, you can only see the real chapter and completely subdue you. Qin Tian twisted his neck, and his joints made a series of crackling sounds, like firecrackers bursting.

The idiot rolled up the sleeves of the monk's robe, unwilling to suffer a loss in words: "I'll wait for the first three percent of my strength, and I will beat you to death if I save one move, and then I won't get the reward, and I have to lose a medical fee first." ”

Qin Tian immediately returned the color and took a sip: "The person who can kill me with one move is still an embryo!"

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Next, there was another sword and sword shadow on the tip of the tongue between the two, from the important organs on each other's bodies to the ancestors who entered the earth.

It wasn't until both sides had dry mouths and almost finished saying the curses in their stomachs that they were willing to stop, and it was still difficult to distinguish between high and low.

At this moment, both of them had a thief's essence in their eyes, and their figures disappeared in place at the same time, striding towards each other.

Before the figures of the two made contact, the qi waves driven by each other collided first, causing the void to let out a wail of "woo".

Each other was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was like two cannonballs colliding together, and each punched the other.

"Bang"

"Bang"

Almost at the same time, two heavy, thick thumps rang out, and both fists landed on each other's chests.

The two of them flew out upside down more than ten meters away, and finally stabilized their figures, both with ghostly expressions, and said in unison: "Damn, aren't you a cultivator?"

As we all know, cultivators refine qi, and their methods are mostly based on various kinds of changing spells and supernatural powers, and they are better at long-distance and large-scale attacks.

Of course, they will naturally practice the techniques of attack, such as swordsmanship, sword techniques, etc., but they will not deliberately temper their physique like martial artists, so they will often fall into disadvantage when they fight in close combat.

The reason why Qin Tian is endowed with unique talents, he is handy in the use of all kinds of martial arts, and he does not even fall behind in hand-to-hand combat with Fei Zhuang, but it is because of the mysteries of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, which gives him a tough physique that is not inferior to that of martial artists of the same level.

And this kind of cultivation method that not only cultivates the soul but also refines the physique, can be counted on five fingers, and the threshold is ridiculously high.

There are a lot of weirdness in the quit idiot, even Qin Tian can't see through his realm, just like before he said that he was a cultivator who built a foundation, Qin Tian may not really believe it.

But there is one thing that cannot be false, since he can control the sky technique, he must be a monk who is no different from a cultivator.

Originally, Qin Tian planned to shorten the distance between him and the idiot, so that he could rely on his outstanding martial arts and thunderous momentum to determine the victory with one punch, so as to completely suppress his arrogance.

Obviously, Qin Tian misestimated the abstinence, and the same is true of the abstinence.

They are the same kind of people, both of whom are pure in mana and proficient in martial arts.

Of course, the stunned expressions on both sides did not last long.

Qin Tianyan couldn't help it, and sneered: "I've also eaten the meal, why is this fist so light as a girl, tickle me?"

The quit idiot also showed no timidity: "With your strength, it's okay to beat the peeing cow pills!"

The tip of the needle is against Maimang, and they are clearly extremely jealous of each other, but they want to save face and refuse to admit it.

In fact, this simple punch has already explored each other's reality and reality, and there is no need for this exchange to continue.

The two sides are still facing off and show no signs of giving up.

A person, who has never encountered defeat since his practice, faces opponents who are equal to or even higher than his own cultivation, often uses supernatural martial arts to push all the way, faintly showing an invincible posture.

The other person, who is obviously a member of Buddhism, has six impure roots, good profits and better reputations, and is extremely conceited about his own combat power, and never wants to be half a dwarf.

On the surface, both of them are the cultivation of the foundation building, and their qi is better than the foundation building.

Qin Tian was surrounded by purple-gold airflow, like a series of exercises, and there were countless points of light shining in it, like a galaxy in the sky.

The right hand of the idiot is in the shape of a flower, placed in front of his chest, and behind him there is a milky white circle of light slowly rising, hanging behind his head, reflecting him like a sacred statue of the Buddha.

Qin Tian put his hands behind his back, his movements were secretive, and he formed three seals like clouds and water, turning into a purple light and burrowing into the ground, using the most commonly used method of escaping people to trap people.

In an instant, he broke out of the ground from behind the quit idiot, and with the momentum of the upward rush, he used a move of the eight poles to face the wind and the rising sun, imprinting on the vest of the quit idiot.

"Bang"

The figure of the quit idiot suddenly exploded, turning into a point of luminous light and drifting away, and at the same time, there were three figures of the quit idiot who appeared out of thin air, besieging Qin Tian with the momentum of forming horns against each other.

The movements of the three abstinent idiots are the same, and at the same time, a lion mark is formed, and their voices are majestic: "Fu Demon!"

The surrounding aura seemed to be evacuated all at once, and at the same time, a palm the size of a house fell from the sky, which was transformed by white spiritual power, extremely condensed and realistic, and even the veins of the palm lines were outlined.

Qin Tian's eyes were cold, he stretched out his hand to shake the void in front of him, and there was an extra long sword made of spiritual power in his hand.

With a sword in his hand, Qin Tian's momentum skyrocketed again, and the sword intent rushed straight to Xiao Han, raising his sword to draw an arc in front of him.

Draw your sword and look around, dazed!

All of a sudden, countless sword qi began to spread outward with Qin Tian as the center, forming a sword qi tornado, and the spiritual power hand on the top of his head was poked into thousands of holes at once, and it was difficult to maintain stability and dissipate between heaven and earth.

The same is true of the three figures besieging Qin Tian, they are all ways to hide people's ears and eyes.

When the sword qi dissipated and his vision returned to clarity, Qin Tian's eyes were like lightning, scanning the four fields, but he still couldn't find the figure of the quit idiot.