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Zhang Qing made a simple move, hoping to provoke him.

Sure enough, although he didn't know how he was exposed, the empty mosquito didn't think much about it under the anger, and struck again.

This time it went well, so smooth that the empty mosquito only felt that the previous one was just an accident.

The short knife had already pierced into Zhang Qing's body, and a smile had already appeared on his face, as if he could already sense the upcoming praise and victory.

It's just that why is the figure in front of me a little dim, and why don't you feel resistance in your hands?

Although the knife in his hand is sharp enough, the enemy is not paper-mâché, and it can't be so smooth anyway, it's like acting.

However, this is indeed a big show, and the name of the play is Monkey.

Zhang Qing's figure had disappeared in place, and it turned out to be just a phantom, but he didn't use any spells, it was purely a phantom left by too fast speed.

It is precisely because of this that the empty mosquito does not notice any abnormality.

At this time, seeing Zhang Qing's figure disappear, he suddenly reacted, and his face was deformed in an instant.

"Joke!"

A soft sneer came from his ears, and before he could react, a strange sword burst out of his chest.

Lowering his head and looking at the tip of the sword that had been exposed, the empty mosquito was already unable to move, and all the mana and soul in his body were absorbed, and he could only watch his death.

This is the difference in cultivation, when the trick fails to work and falls to the disadvantage, this is the inevitable end.

At this time, there was remorse in his eyes, and he was about to come up and pick up a bargain, but he didn't expect that it would just make people laugh.

"Now, I think everyone is laughing at themselves, right?" was so self-deprecating in his heart, the empty mosquito didn't have much grief, and he had this kind of realization for a long time.

Perhaps the only regret is that the means that I used to be proud of seem to be outdated at this time.

It's ridiculous, I once sighed that Huai Cai didn't meet, it turned out that what I was obsessed with was just a joke that was outdated.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Zhang Qing didn't give him this opportunity after all, and let him go with unfinished words.

This victory came simply, so simple that for Zhang Qing it was more like buying time to recuperate. However, the touch on him is also extraordinarily big, different from the strong enemies of the first two, the guy who fell at his feet in front of him, in a sense, is like a copy of Zhang Qing, a copy not long ago.

"If it hadn't changed, wouldn't it be you lying down now?"

Zhang Qing asked himself in his heart, if he insisted on so many spells, would he still be able to defeat these opponents?

Zhang Qing didn't know, but he knew that there was nothing wrong with his current path, so he would go on firmly.

The deeper the road, the stronger the road.

"Shhh

The demon slashing was pulled out of the shriveled body, like the sound of defeat and shattering, and seeing the fate in front of him, Zhang Qing's eyes became even sharper.

Coming to Jiuyou again, Jiuyou was no longer in the mood to speak, but after Zhang Qing drank the tea and wine, he gritted his teeth hatefully and said, "Come again!"

"Good!"

In this regard, Zhang Qing responded loudly, and the spirit of the whole person had been mentioned to a peak, and he was full of confidence at this moment.

I'm invincible!

This is a belief and an obsession, between God and madness, but at least until he is defeated, he is still a god.

As for defeat, Zhang Qing smiled indifferently: "What about a dead man!"

Thinking of the end of failure, Zhang Qing was more cautious, and the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength.

The fourth Shura, cut off half of his palm.

The fifth Shura, broke his twelve ribs.

The sixth Shura, unable to move for half a day after the battle.

……

The seventeenth Shura, this time half of his body was unconscious.

……

The twenty-seventh Shura almost died together.

……

The thirty-seventh Shura was already extremely tired, and in the face of this Shura, whose level had dropped significantly, Zhang Qing almost capsized in the gutter.

However, after winning 37 consecutive games with difficulty, Zhang Qing returned to the jurisdiction with a little stagger.

"Bang!"

The heavy body was thrown to the ground, and he didn't want to move.

At this time, Qing Feng's ease was completely gone, and Jiuyou didn't seem so angry.

Every look in the eyes is a little more important, this is the real attention, just because of himself.

A person, standing between heaven and earth, still has to rely on himself.

If you want the respect of others, it's very simple, show your strength, and naturally no one will look down on you.

"Take a good rest, will you continue?"

Qing Feng took the cup, handed it to Zhang Qing's mouth, and asked.

At this time, there was no strength to be polite, Zhang Qing took the cup and drank it.

The immortal tea that acts on the divine soul is intoxicating, but the tiredness from the heart cannot be eliminated.

After all, he still raised a little spirit, he looked at Qing Feng and said, "No, let's end here!"

"Whew!"

Coincidentally, Qingfeng and Jiuyou both breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately the two of them realized their gaffe at the same time, and after glancing at each other, they turned their heads away.

Of course, they won't admit their shock, after all, the Immortal Realm can do this, which neither of them did at the beginning.

In order to hide his gaffe, Qingfeng looked at Zhang Qing and joked: "Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?"

Zhang Qing glanced at it a little strangely, not knowing why he suddenly asked such a question, but it didn't affect his answer.

"Slashing demons in hand, who dares to laugh at me?" patted the sword on his waist, Zhang Qing looked imposing, and he also tilted his head and said, "With them?"

An unexpected scene appeared, seeing Zhang Qing looking at his side, all the Shura took a step back, and no one even dared to meet his gaze.

This really can't blame the Shura for being cowardly, in fact, their performance is already remarkable.

Not all races can be like this, a total of sixty or seventy gods and immortals, one after another, died in the battle, and the opponent was only one person.

Even at the root of the matter, there is no absolute conflict between the two sides.

Jiuyou was still amazed by Zhang Qing's arrogance just now, but seeing this scene at this time, it was difficult to get rid of the depression.

His eyes unconsciously showed killing intent, although he admired such a character, but it was not my race, kill!

"Hmm!"

However, Qingfeng would not give him this opportunity, and a light cough made him dismiss this idea.

No matter how good Zhang Qing is, it is difficult for the Heavenly Immortals to achieve it in the eyes of the Nine Shadows, and it is a bit worthless to offend Qing Feng for this, so this idea can only be put down by him.

(To be continued.) )