Rumble...

Tuoba Wei stepped on the ground with one foot, his body was as high as a cannonball, and he waved a bronze snake spear with both hands, his momentum was like a tiger, his body was like a butterfly, and on Tuoba Wei's body, it was not abrupt at all, and he attacked Ouyang Qing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The vigorous and mighty body, under the eyes of everyone, gradually approached Ouyang Qing, like a culled tiger, the bronze snake spear drove straight in, in the void, the explosion sounded a sound of air explosion, at the same time, the artistic conception of the standing, lingering on the tip of the spear.

"Hmm... That is the artistic conception of war, that is, the so-called battle intent, the realm is not low, at least it is also a low-level realm. Lin Wushuang was interested, feeling Tuobavi's fighting spirit.

Before he arrived, the battle spirit came first, and the robe on Ouyang Qing's body was shocked, and he said softly: "I really deserve to be the heir of the Tuoba family, and my fighting spirit is extremely strong, but if I want to strike first, I will inevitably see my Ouyang Qing too simply." ”

In the blink of an eye, just as Tuobavi's bronze snake spear was about to arrive, Ouyang Qing finally made a move, his feet were a little, and his body flew up like catkins.

In a staggered moment, a fan was pointed out, pointing directly at Tuobavi's chest, and at the same time, there was also a dense crescent wind blade, which slashed out horizontally and cut away.

Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang...

Tuoba Wei's pupils shrank, he didn't expect Ouyang Qing's reaction to be so fast, and so staggered, he made a counterattack, not allowing him to think too much, the strong form stopped the swooping figure, the waist turned, the hand turned, the bronze snake spear rotated, not only blocking the paper fan of the main attack, but also blocking the wind blade that came from the pinch, exploding pieces of sparks.

In just one round, the spectators in the stands exclaimed again and again.

After the two of them fought each other, they each distanced themselves, and the Tuoba Wei bronze snake spear pointed directly at Ouyang Qing, and said in a deep voice: "What a martial arts talent, it's really not simple, if you want to come to your Yunxiao artistic conception, at least the middle level of the realm." ”

"'Battle Wheel Martial Song'!"

As soon as the words fell, Tuoba Wei offensives again, waving the bronze snake spear back and forth left and right, like a big wheel, and with a great sense of rhythm, the body took a big leap forward, accompanied by the fighting spirit, the strong spiritual power, rolled up the violent spiritual wind, oppressed Ouyang Qing, and the bronze snake spear gradually enlarged in Ouyang Qing's eyes, and smashed straight in.

Feeling the violent aura wind coming from the oppression, Ouyang Qing frowned slightly, and said secretly: "The five major families, sure enough, have some doorways, their body is like a butterfly, their power is like an elephant, and under the sense of rhythm, the power is constantly superimposed, and the power of qi and blood that bursts out is infinitely close to 300,000 catties. ”

"However, if you want to suppress me like this, you really underestimate me Ouyang Qing, Dingfeng Ding!"

With a secret voice in his heart, Ouyang Qing faced Tuoba Wei with a domineering spear, did not dodge or dodge, squatted slightly on his lower body, sealed with one hand, and transformed his spiritual power, and suddenly, a ten-meter-high three-legged giant tripod was formed around his body, which was engraved with complex Xuanwen, accompanied by the artistic conception of the clouds.

Bang!

Dingfeng Ding formed a flash, Tuoba Wei bronze snake spear came, smashed on the three-legged giant tripod, the two collided, a loud sound, the weak one, dead to hold their ears, Dingfeng Ding crumbling, but the bronze snake spear is fierce, but Ouyang Qing in Dingfeng Ding, his expression is indifferent, there is no worry that Dingfeng Ding is broken, the next second, Ouyang Qing's eyes squinted, the paper fan shook, Tuoba Wei immediately felt a huge force attacking, and the whole person was immediately bounced out by Dingfeng Ding.

"A phoenix soars!"

At the same time, Ouyang Qing grasped the opportunity to counterattack, and between the flow of spiritual power, a powerful cloud artistic conception exploded, holding a fan and pointing forward, transforming into a cloud and phoenix, and with a phoenix roar, it went towards the flying Tuoba Wei.

"Not good. ”

Tuoba Wei didn't expect that one wrong step, full of dangers, suddenly, the whole body felt the oppression of the artistic conception of the clouds, in an instant, soaring clouds and phoenixes came overwhelmingly, the speed was so fast that Tuoba Wei in mid-air could not let Tuoba Wei in mid-air, there was any room for thinking, in desperation, Tuoba Wei had to reluctantly raise the bronze snake spear with both hands, intending to block.

Boom Boom...

But in a hurry, how could he resist Ouyang Qing's strong move, touching Yun Feng in an instant, the bronze snake spear bent up, forming an extremely terrifying angle, in the next moment, Yun Feng flapped his wings, Tuoba Wei snorted, Yun Feng, together with the bronze snake spear in Tuoba Wei's hand, directly smashed into his body, spitting blood all over the sky.

Poof...!

Tuobawei, who had already been bounced away, slammed a big hole on the floor that was smashed thousands of meters away by Yunfeng.

Tuoba Wei's father, Tuoba Bitter, the head of the Tuoba family, stood up, Ouyang Qing's attack was too fierce just now, which also made him worried, muttering to himself, "Wei'er... It's okay, right? It really deserves to be Ouyang Qing, a martial arts genius, whose strength is so strong and hidden that it is beyond imagination. “

Ouyang Qing, who was standing thousands of meters away, did not pursue, although he knew that the attack just now was very fierce, and it must have brought a lot of damage to Tuoba Wei, but the heirs of the Tuoba family would not lose so easily, and the referee of the Spirit King Realm on the field did not announce the victory, which means that Tuoba Wei in the pit still has the strength to fight.

Suddenly, in the pit, a burst of aura surged, and the next moment, thousands of gravel flew towards it.

Burst... Burst... Burst... Burst... Burst... Burst... Burst...

Ouyang Qing waved the paper fan in his hand, blocking all the rubble, and after a few breaths, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and suddenly turned around, and Tuoba Wei, whose eyes were blood-red, did not know when he had appeared five hundred meters behind him.

"Ouyang Qing!"

Tuoba Wei, who was dressed in a robe and hunting, with a face like a knife, his eyes were crimson, he snorted lightly, and rushed over at high speed, and then a blood-red battle intent visible to the naked eye slammed towards Ouyang Qing with him as the center.

The current Tuoba Wei is like a demon god descending, it seems that he is seriously injured, but the terrifying thing is that his aura has not weakened in the slightest, but has an upward trend, and the blood-red battle intent centered on him makes Ouyang Qing feel quite dignified.

"Blood-red battle intent? isn't he a pure battle mood, and... Killing Intent!" Lin Wushuang looked at the blood-red Tuoba Wei and muttered to himself.

"Hmph!" Ouyang Qing's heart moved, and the 100 meters around him were immediately covered with the artistic conception of the clouds, and the rhythmic surge of movement, directly impacted with Tuoba Wei's blood-red battle intent, and the two surging and powerful artistic conceptions collided head-on, although Ouyang Qing's cloud artistic conception was as high as the middle level of the general realm, and it was higher than the lower level of Tuoba Wei's blood-red battle intent realm, but because the artistic conception of battle itself was more advanced than the cloud artistic conception, coupled with the strange blood red, it seemed that the power of the battle intent had increased a lot.

Kill... Kill... Kill... Kill... Kill... Kill... Kill...

Ouyang Qing immediately felt that something was wrong, and countless shouts and killing voices sounded in his heart, slightly surprised by Tuoba Wei's mutated battle intent, but don't look at Ouyang Qing's cynical appearance, how firm his mind is, and easily withstand the killing sound offensive, if today, the object of Tuoba Wei's battle is someone else, the blood-red killing sound offensive will definitely cause a lot of trouble to the opponent, and even, it is very likely to affect the final victory.

"It seems that this Tuoba Wei should be the same as his father, it is said that Tuoba is the head of the Tuoba family, and he has secretly joined the army, so he has also comprehended the artistic conception of war, and now it seems that his son Tuoba Wei is even worse, there must be a secret army to join the army, and the lives in his hands are at least tens of thousands, otherwise the murderous spirit will not be so heavy, and the talent is extremely high, and he can integrate the murderous spirit into the battle spirit and form a killing artistic conception. Lin Wushuang was slightly surprised in his heart, thinking to himself, the heirs of the five major families were indeed not Yi generations, and simply integrating murderous energy into battle intent was enough to show his talent...

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