"Grass!" Qing Cang couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, he was barely able to fight against him from the collision of qi and qi just now, and now this soul power was completely crushed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how powerful Qing Cang is, there is still a considerable gap between his soul power and Night Star Cold, such as the difference between a coconut and a bucket.

Night Star Han's smile deepened, he wanted to see how long this kid could last.

is not in a hurry to make Qing Cang ugly, Ye Xing Han smoothly controls his soul power, enveloping all the demonic energy that is surging all over Qing Cang's body, and firmly controls his strength.

Qing Cang intended to break through the soul power of the night star cold, but as soon as he was strong, his soul power would also be strong, and when he was weak, his soul power would also be weak, as if he was firmly controlled.

"......" Qing Cang was finally a little anxious, he was good at fighting, but he was too slack in the cultivation of soul power.

Now that he has met Ye Xinghan, a veteran who has a strong grasp of soul power, it is like a mouse seeing a cat, barely coping with it, but there is no way out.

Ye Xinghan still admires Qing Cang, and in his consciousness, there are very few people who have such cultivation.

It seems that in the era after the fall of the gods, the star show still stands.

The sweat on Qing Cang's forehead was getting more and more, his soul power was about to reach its peak, and the other party's soul power still had a lot of room to spare, so he had to re-examine the other party's strength again.

If you look at it according to the combat strength, the gap between them at this time will not be too obvious, he can feel it when he is fighting with him, the other party is not using all his strength, of course, he does not use his true character.

The combat effectiveness of the two did not distinguish between the winners and losers, but on the side of soul power, he planted a big heel.

But before the competition reached the end, he would never admit defeat.

Even if it's not for the sake of shallowness, he has the side of not admitting defeat as his man!

Feeling Qing Cang's determination, Ye Xinghan didn't plan to tease Qing Cang again, his eyes were no longer careless, and he decided to give Qing Cang the final blow and let him admit defeat willingly.

Perhaps feeling the airflow on Qing Qian's body becoming galloping, Qing Cang gritted his teeth and decided to fight.

The furnishings in the hall had long been shattered by the impact of the night star cold and the qi and qi, and only the bed that was lying shallow was fine.

Both sides deliberately controlled the force, and even if everything around them was damaged, they would not let Qing Qian be harmed.

It is because of this that Ye Xinghan did not deliberately insult Qing Cang, both men and men in high positions, they all have their own self-esteem and do not allow others to blaspheme.

"Is this the end of it?" Feeling the invisible soul power of Night Star Cold, Qing Cang did not feel discouraged, but had indescribable pleasure, how long had it been since he had encountered such a powerful opponent?

As a bloody man, there is nothing more satisfying for him than meeting a strong opponent!

Ye Xinghan also didn't care about this victory, but he was deeply impressed by Qing Cang, such a man who stood up to the sky, there was no reason not to appreciate it.

If the two sides are not rivals in love, they really want to sit down, drink a few glasses of wine, discuss with each other, and fight each other, how happy is that!

"It's over. "The night star cold gesture is about to be put down, and the victory or defeat will be revealed.

Just when Qing Cang thought that the victory and defeat had been decided, Ye Xinghan's momentum weakened, the coercion of his soul power gradually disappeared, and the killing intent enveloping him gradually dissipated.