At the moment when everyone was stunned, Qin Shou stepped forward and rushed towards Lu Jinghong like a cannonball. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lu Jinghong forcibly lifted his internal strength and slashed out with a sword.

Qin Shou's body twisted in the air, and with a strange arc, he avoided this sword.

I saw him rub his fingers into a knife. A stroke of the void.

This knife is at a very tricky angle. Pierce the void.

Lu Jinghong's right hand holding the Thunder Sword was actually split in two by this terrifying sword and cut in two.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped.

"Boom!"

At the moment when Lu Jinghong's arm was cut off.

Qin Shou's fist and Lu Jinghong's handsome and elegant face came into close contact.

Although Lu Jinghong had a strong body protection qi, he was still blown away by a punch. From more than 20 meters in the air, it fell to the ground. It's like a cannonball, it's blown straight away.

There was a loud bang, and it was smashed into a depression.

If this was an ordinary person, he would have been crushed a long time ago, but for Lu Jinghong, it was not a fatal attack.

But one of his arms was cut off by someone.

Without an arm, even if he doesn't become a waste, his strength will be at least half of his strength.

The dignified Kunlun Sect Cangyun Venerable sat down as a true disciple, a legendary figure of the new generation in the martial arts world, and he was actually stripped of an arm, and this kind of blow was enough to make him, a peerless genius, fall from the altar.

Qin Shou descended from the void, and the thunder sword in Lu Jinghong's hand had already reached his hand.

"This thunder sword is buried in your hands, so it's better for the young master to keep it for you!" Qin Shou glanced at Lu Jinghong contemptuously and said with a smile.

"You're ・・・・・・ poof!" Lu Jinghong spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Why, you're still not convinced!" Qin Shou stepped forward and stepped on Lu Jinghong's face, crushing it vigorously. That extremely handsome face was directly distorted by Qin Shou's step.

Thinking about him, Lu Jinghong, only since he was seven years old, he was accepted as a true disciple by the Venerable Cangyun, how could he have suffered such a big loss.

His proud face was trampled on with his feet. What a humiliation, worse than killing him.

"Sikong Haoran, you remember for me, if you don't avenge this revenge, I swear not to be a man!" Lu Jinghong roared heartbreakingly.

"You garbage still want revenge, what, do you have the strength? Born with a great pulse, in front of Ben Dashao, you are a piece of garbage!" Qin Shou said as he stepped on it, stepping on it so hard that he directly broke Lu Jinghong's face.

This kind of humiliation is unbearable for no one, let alone this arrogant peerless genius.

"Today's disgrace, I will repay it a hundredfold!" After Lu Jinghong finished speaking, he fainted directly.

Qin Shou took the gold medal on his body and kicked it directly, like kicking garbage!

Lu Jinghong was caught by the people of the Kunlun faction, and for a while, everyone was angry: "Sikong Haoran, you deceive people too much, since Jinghong has already lost, why do you still humiliate him?" An old man from the Kunlun faction roared angrily.

"If you don't hand over the Thunder Sword, you cut off my Kunlun disciple's arm, do you want to be an enemy of Wu Kunlun?" Another old man asked.

"This thunder sword is also a waste in your hands, and this kind of treasure is naturally inhabited by capable people." Qin Shou Chiguo said mockingly. There is no fear at all.

Behind the Tianjiao of these family sects, there is basically no god-level powerhouse to follow, and the most powerful one is the heaven-level Great Perfection.

But think about it, what is the identity of a god-level powerhouse? That peerless person who is not on the side of the town, how could he come over to protect a junior for the sake of a martial arts competition?

Lu Jinghong's strength is basically much stronger than those sect elders. The strength of these Kunlun sect elders is not as good as Lu Jinghong.

Since Qin Shou won the battle against Lu Jinghong, he naturally would not be afraid of them.

However, the Kunlun faction is the first martial arts sect in China, and its strength is unfathomable, just like the Venerable Cangyun, he is a peerless powerhouse that is not inferior to the commonplace.

Qin Shou humiliated Lu Jinghong like this, this was contempt for Kunlun.

"Very good, Sikong Haoran, I Kunlun wrote down this account, I hope you won't regret it then!" An old man from the Kunlun faction said through gritted teeth.

"It's too much, this Sikong Haoran is really too much, it's just a crazy brute, what kind of grudge does Lu Jinghong have with him? He was humiliated in every way. He killed Han Yiheng, it was regarded as a personal grudge, and that's it, abolishing Jun Moli can be regarded as a momentary miss, but he humiliated Lu Jinghong like this, and also took away the Thunder Sword, which is completely contempt for the Venerable Cangyun and the Kunlun faction, even if his father is commonplace, he doesn't dare to be so excessive! ”

"Forget it, Sikong Haoran is too inflated, he's already crazy!"

"How can Sikong Haoran be so strong? Even Lu Jinghong lost to him, could it be that he couldn't get some inheritance against the sky? ”

"I guess so, I think I've gone crazy!"

"Sikong Haoran actually defeated Lu Jinghong, could it be that my peerless genius in the righteous path martial arts is going to be crushed by an evil demon?"

"And Dongfang Xuan didn't play, and now I can only count on him!"

"Come on, Dongfang Xuan is at best as famous as Lu Jinghong, and even inferior to Lu Jinghong, Lu Jinghong has already been defeated, Dongfang Xuan is just humiliating himself!"

At this time, everyone's eyes were on the young man who was full of scumbags and looked a little decadent.

He is Dongfang Xuan, he looks a little ordinary, and if you look closely, he is even a little obscene. But he is such a man, he can be as famous as Lu Jinghong.

I saw Dongfang Xuan, who took out a box of red gold dragon fine cigarettes as if no one was around, lit them calmly, took a deep breath, and spit out a puff of smoke rings.

Then, look up at the blue sky.

It seems that the natural white clouds have something worth studying.

Everyone's glasses fell to the ground.

This scene seems to be too different from the competition to recruit relatives.

Dongfang Xuan seems to be a little unreliable, he actually smokes a pack of inferior cigarettes for ten yuan a cigarette. It feels like an old man! ”

"Yes, is it so poor that he can't even afford a decent set of clothes, and he is still wearing a stall in a single body, a peerless genius from a dignified Oriental family?"

"We don't understand the world of geniuses, I guess we do this in order to better pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and forcibly pretend to be forced!"

"Well, I feel like that too!"

I saw Dongfang Xuan's eyes condensed, he flicked the cigarette ash lightly, and said in an extremely lazy tone: "That's it, if I don't break through, I may really not be your opponent, just now!" ”

Dongfang Xuan casually threw away the cigarette butt. A mysterious aura suddenly erupted from him. The lazy body suddenly straightened like a javelin.

A sky-high momentum skyrocketed in an instant on him, and the whole person actually flew up in the air. Countless heaven and earth vitality gathered in him.

A hurricane was formed.

Above his head, there were five air currents of different colors, forming three extremely delicate petals.

"This ・・・・・・ this is the top of the three flowers, and the five qi dynasties?"

"Dongfang Xuan wants to break through the god rank?"

"My day, do you want to break through the god level on the spot?"

All the martial arts monks were in an uproar.

For a time, the entire mountaintop was dead silent, and the collective silence was lost.

Even Li Haotian and Li Wushuang showed a hint of incredulity.