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Who doesn't want to become famous! Everyone's title is made by themselves, and the battle name honed in the sea of blood can better reflect their own skills and strength, but why does Qingzi have this name? It is only because Qingzi has a unique secret book, that is, Qingfeng! The experience accumulated in many years of fighting has allowed Qingzi to develop his own unique skills. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is in accordance with its own mana characteristics in addition to some control of the secret techniques can form a colorless and tasteless green wind, to put it bluntly, it is a spell like illusion. Adding special mana to one's own divine attack can blind the opponent's perspective, and on monks with poor divine sense, it is simply a massacre. It is this secret technique that makes Qingzi exist like a demon during the entire barren land's Dan period, who doesn't want to fight a mad dog, because this illusion should be said to be a defenseless method. Who knows what kind of illusion is mixed with in which gust of wind?

Even if you know that this spell exists, it will be difficult to grasp. There were some foreign monks who had no intention of breaking into the barren land, and they didn't know until they died, but they had killed themselves. Years of terrifying spells, without wasting a little of your spiritual power, you can kill your opponent. In fact, this spell is not said to be practiced, not to mention the talent, you must also have some powerful psychological warfare as a foundation, and only after releasing illusions at the same time of psychological warfare can you achieve true colorlessness and tastelessness, and make people die unclear. It's not that it's invincible, it's just that the monk who stretches out his hand too strongly can still resist one or two. Qing Jing is only a monk with too much divine sense, and ordinary monks with strong divine sense really can't see through it, and it is estimated that he only doubts whether he will be evil.

If there is no purpose, it will be subjected to indiscriminate bombardment, and anyone will collapse. Fortunately, Heng Yan's keen insight and divine sense were able to detect these attacks earlier, otherwise the battle would have ended long ago. Let's be honest!Heng Qian had never met some monks who could really illusion before, and illusion monks would be worse than ordinary monks in terms of attack methods and physique, but now it seems that there is no such special thing in terms of pure capital. It's a little helpless! It's really a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds? What is this gray monster in front of you? Every monk will encounter his own good fortune, but most of the monks can't hold on tightly, but most of the monks who catch it have been promoted to a higher rank. However, Qingzi couldn't wait to wave his covered blood-colored claws downward, holding the ice pick tightly in his right hand to move the ice pick to the side, and the surface of his left hand was covered with blood-colored claws, and pierced straight into Heng Yan's dantian. Dantian is the place where spiritual power is generated, if you break your own spiritual power land, it is estimated that this battle needs to be fought to win the battle.

The sharp claws struck at him and Heng Qian didn't even blink his eyes, death was only an instant, not to mention that this blow could not defeat him, Heng Yan quickly ran in his brain and thought about the next tactic, if he was knocked away, unconscious, delirious, etc., he could reduce the least damage. Predicting the power of this blow will force him to what point? his mind is racing fast, and he spies a few seconds to see how the surrounding terrain is suitable for how to fight back? The moment Qingzi held his ice pick just now, Heng Qian realized his mistake, he was still too tender. The psychological tolerance is still too poor, and I keep telling myself that I must turn the situation back next time I can't be so impulsive.

"Drink!"

An angry roar came out of Heng Li's mouth, and the strange thing was that why wasn't it Qingzi shouting? Normally, when attacking, he would shout to cheer himself up, and this time Heng Yan must follow suit if he wants to turn passive into active. I have to cheer myself up, and being able to withstand this blow means that I and Qingzi are on the same starting line. As long as you can bear it, even if you are penetrated by yourself, you have to shout out, first, just to shock the Qingzi, and secondly, I hope to pave the way for my next plan. Let Qing Asset have an illusion that he still has the strength to fight again. Qingzi seemed to have sealed his ears and received no effect, and he fell like a blood claw, like a meteorite! Heng Qian seemed to be able to hear the sound of the air rubbing against the rustle.

"Poof"

There was a crisp thud on the bed! What the hell was going on? Who the hell was it?

"Ya~~~Ha!!"

Qingzi finally broke out of the spiritual pressure that should be in the Dan period, before Heng Qian thought that Qingzi was at the end of the road, and the donkey skills were exhausted, but now it seems that the battlefield has lost from the beginning. It's not that I'm scared, it's just that Qing Zi is hiding too deeply, and it is estimated that he hasn't exerted eighty percent of his strength in the previous battles, right? In an instant, Qing Zi Heng Qian couldn't move under the spiritual pressure, and he didn't know what was going on, and his body was a little delayed under the sudden appearance of powerful spiritual pressure. The dantian that he tried his best to avoid was targeted by Qingzi again, this kid wouldn't think that he had broken his dantian, right? This is just a trial? What's going on? Qingzi, this old fox really doesn't really want to kill himself, right? God! In a crisis situation, Heng Yan, who has no means of defense at all, can only gather all the spiritual power in the vicinity in the dantian. When Qingzi burst out of the roar, his clothes burst open inch by inch, and the clothes that burst turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace, and a pair of red beast head armor gathered in a short time appeared in Heng Li's dantian, and Heng Qi's current appearance is quite embarrassing. What does it matter? Sooner or later, we must pick the capital under the horse, and the present humiliation is only temporary. Not afraid of opponents who can kill themselves, but only afraid of difficult opponents.

And Heng Qian interprets this term! Difficult! He just wants to remove all roadblocks. I don't want to regret it!

"Thorn!"

The blood-colored claws pierced straight into Heng Yan's armor, the armor of the beast head broke in response, and the beast head that seemed to be majestic was cut like tofu in an instant, the blood-colored claws were not big, just ordinary beast claws, but Qing Zi's entire hand was trapped in Heng Yan's armor, who would know if there was a place that pierced into Heng Yan's dantian, but there was a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of Heng Yan's mouth. Was it the bloodstains from the spiritual pressure or the destruction of Heng Qi's dantian? This trial has no regrets for both parties here. FavoritesFavoritesCollectionsCollections!CommentsCommentsCommentsComments!TipsTipsTipsTips!

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