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Heng Qian smiled faintly, and sure enough, he couldn't scare the old fox Qingzi. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBetween the phantoms of the three heads and six arms, six kinds of virtual weapons were drawn out of the air.,Although it is said to be a virtual weapon, it still needs its own spiritual power to supply.。 This kind of magic power is not difficult, but it is not used now, not to enhance the power of their own exercises, just to warm up, the main exercises and skills, but I am afraid that Qingzi will not be able to accept it, now both sides are in the trial link, as long as one party goes overboard, they will come up with their own housekeeping skills.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, and six weapons appeared in front of him, which was very eye-catching and domineering. Just looking at it, there is a feeling of being crushed, and the spiritual pressure from the shop is also extraordinary, Qingzi is not afraid, and he smiled faintly and rushed straight to the spiritual pressure of the grinder, as long as he is really moving, he doesn't need to keep his hand, this time he must prove who is really in the Dan period. The strange thing is that Qingzi did not transform, but only narrowed the distance between them, and did not rush forward, it seems that there is a good way! Heng Qian has the advantage of the terrain, and he is not afraid of Qingzi's extraordinary moves, although it is only out of passivity, but it is not a bad thing at all, and it is strange that Qingzi did not transform into a strafing him.

In the empty forest, a fresh wind blew, and Heng Yan and Qingzi stood on the ground. "This wind seems a little strange! Where does the wind come from in the empty time and space?" Just as Heng Qian made such an exclamation, he found that the Qingzi in front of him was gone, and even his divine consciousness had disappeared, Heng Qian looked very flustered, but he didn't pretend to be himself. What kind of supernatural power is this, how can he hide himself so well?

Why didn't you blink a glance just now? How could you disappear in front of you out of thin air? What kind of divine sense is you? What depth is it? How can you not see Qingzi. (The power of the divine sense can also be reflected in the sensitivity of things) Heng Qi looked around, for fear that Qingzi would appear behind his back, or was it the weakness of his own summoning phantom? The disappearance of Qingzi made Heng Qian very worried, and he thought that his divine sense was deep enough, and he would definitely be able to perceive the secret technique of Qingzi, but in reality, it did seem that his confidence was a little shocked. The Cape Beast was obviously not interested in these things, and was just following Heng Li's orders. - Stand by and watch!

Heng Qian suddenly hit a spirit and figured out something, the number of times he was on the battlefield was no less than that of Qingzi, and his suspicion and sensitivity were all Heng Yan's advantages. In what happened just now, it was just a little strange when the breeze blew, and soon Heng Qian fixed his suspicions on the gust of wind. Suspecting that the gust of wind was a trick set up by Qing Zi, after pondering for a while, Heng Qian smiled, and the golden phantom arm grabbed forward, as if there was really something in the empty space in front of him. No matter what, Heng Yan would not doubt his judgment, it was obvious that an ordinary blow seemed to break through some formation, and the breeze in Heng Yan's head dissipated with time. The green smoke drifting away with the wind gradually turned into a human form, and the golden phantom also showed a weird smile, so colorful! If he hadn't seen through Qingzi's trick earlier, he would have been killed by Qingzi with one blow. In that case, Qing Zizi needs to charge up and cast spells, and Heng Qian will also receive double the damage in that situation, but fortunately, he has also seen Qing Zi cast such a magic power once before.

At this time, he had already seen through Qingzi's supernatural powers, how could he let Qingzi escape? Heng Qian stretched out his golden phantom hand and slapped it straight towards his back shoulder, originally thinking that it was just an ordinary attack, Qingzi only accelerated the speed of leaving Heng Qi's surroundings, but all this is so Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. It's just that I saw the golden giant hand raging in the air, and suddenly came to Qingzi, this was not expected, such a huge object, the speed of movement is also fast, Qingzi just came to his senses The moment immediately encountered a counterattack, at that moment just now, it only took a few more seconds of gas to defeat Heng Qi, and this time the actual battle ended. I really didn't expect Heng Qian to have such a keen sense, Heng Yan's right hand reacted with a slight wave of the phantom, this kind of cohesion element must not be able to be replaced by the previous Heng Yan. Fortunately, in the past few years, he has been promoted to the late stage of Yudan, but he only saw the phantom waving his arm but couldn't see the amazing move of that speed. Qingzi was originally just speeding up his departure, but at this moment, he realized that he couldn't dodge the attack.

Qing Zi let out a loud cry, gray scales covered the surface, and a bunch of blood-colored huge claws on his hands were also blurred, which were very asymmetrical with his body. The claws were pressed against the great hand of Heng Yan. Heng Qian slightly increased his strength. Qingzi's blood-colored claws came with a sound of sparks, and the surface was full of sparks. I didn't expect that the God of War Phantom, who usually doesn't look very powerful, had a different feeling when it turned out to be oppressed. Qingzi continued to insist on his position and would not back down, how could he not be Heng Yan's opponent as a physical cultivator, and it was inevitable that he would laugh a little bit when he said it. However, Heng Yan was a little relaxed here, Heng Yan frowned, and the giant hand instantly turned into a palm, holding Qingzi tightly in his hand, saying that it sounds good, it is called holding it if it doesn't sound good, it is pinching! Heng Yan is not afraid of the danger of the blood-colored big claws, and even holds the claws in his hands. Qingzi's intestines are about to be squeezed out of his throat, but if he catches up, he won't beg for mercy.

I also wondered how could things be? Looking at Heng Yan's relaxed expression and swearing that he must give him a little color, Qingzi had already completed his transformation, dragging his tail as thick as a long gray thigh. The muscles in his arm began to swell, and of course Heng Qian felt the tension in his palm, but this kind of power is not something that can be interrupted by dead consumption, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before Qingzi is separated. Qingzi's face was flushed, but he finally broke through this line of defense, and disappeared into the distance with a whoosh. Let Heng Yan's arm grab an empty space again. Heng Yan's judgment is also extraordinary, but the moment Qingzi disappeared, he immediately stirred up the phantom of his control, and the three-headed and six-armed phantom of the god of war began to rotate around the place, which was a high-speed choice. In this case, Heng Qian expected that Qingzi would fight back.

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