Chapter 50: Soul Soldiers
When Li Qian retreated, his feet stepped on pieces of green bricks and rocks, which were instantly broken by Li Qian's feet, and exploded under his feet, and the dust and smoke were billowing for a while.
The net dripping water also snorted, and Da Jiang slid backwards holding his fishtail body, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth. Although the body of the water god of pure dripping water was strong, it was still broken by the power of Li Qian's two punches, and Li Qian hit the main body, causing him some damage. However, his body was much stronger than the other disciples, not to mention that when Li Qian's fist power penetrated the body of the water god, there were not many dungeons, so he didn't suffer heavy damage.
Jing Dripping was secretly shocked in his heart, and praised in his mouth: "Li Qian, you are really strong!"
Jing Dripping took a long breath, his face began to become a little dignified, he is a well-deserved genius of the Shui Clan, the first title, the top management of the Shui Clan also attaches great importance to him, at the young age of the Pure Drop Water, there are supernatural people refining pills, potions, let him take it, soak, temper his physique, and there are powerful people who spend soul patterns on him, which is used to strengthen his cultivation speed and make his body stronger.
The net dripping water is simply a walking medicine jar, and the aura is terrifying, but now he has to make him pay attention to Li Qian, Li Qian injured him, Li Qian's strength has exceeded his original expectations, if Li Qian just relies on this dragon and eight desolations and wind and snow tricks, these two exercises are not enough to hurt him, what hurts him is Li Qian's terrible explosive power, every move is like a huge wave of gurgling water, spurting towards himself once at a time, penetrating his water god body.
The strength of Li Qian's body also surprised the net dripping water, how strong the divine power of the water god is, ordinary disciples can't resist their own tricks at all, even if they can resist it, they don't dare to connect hard, but Li Qian resisted twice, and it only hurt Li Qian's body, not even the internal organs were damaged, and those who can train their bodies to this strength are not only supernatural people in the Tibetan Sword Sect, or martial artists and Taoists who take the path of body refining, but also some alien races whose bodies are far superior to those of the human race, such as the god race and the demon race.
Jing Dripping took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he reminded softly: "Senior Brother Li Qian, the two moves have passed, and now it is the third move, you have to be careful." ”
I saw the fishtail under the net drop of water swaying slightly, and I saw the river water that grew out of thin air in the surrounding water, which instantly rose several zhang, and became higher and higher, like a lake, slowly lifting him up. In the middle of the lake, the net drop water stood here, the momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and the net drop water was ready to fall from the air and rush to Li Qian.
This is already the strongest means of net dripping, and he is preparing to deal with the game at the end of the year, but now he wants to use it on Li Qian and make him defeated.
Li Qian's heart was secretly shocked, Li Qian, who had already been suppressed by the momentum of this move alone, was vaguely out of breath, not only raised his eyebrows a few times, his face began to become solemn, and he was ready to fight, his spiritual power had gushed out without hesitation at this moment, ready to resist this move of pure dripping.
Seeing that Jing Dripping frowned, he saw a few people in the crowd, and then snorted coldly, withdrew his spiritual power, dispersed the body of the water god on his body, and slowly spoke: "Let's stop today's matter for the time being, Li Qian will wait until the year-end competition, I hope you will not be eliminated early." ”
Li Qian couldn't help but be a little surprised, but looking at the eyes of the net drip, he saw that there were a few people walking up the mountain road to the teaching hall, and they were talking and laughing with the elegant young man who had just commented on Li Qian, just to see that the momentum of these people was also extremely powerful, not inferior to the net dripping, but the elegant young man, except for some handsome appearances, he couldn't see anything, but a few seemed to be quite polite to this person.
Come to think of it, these people are also the core disciples of other clans, and their combat effectiveness is extremely strong. Net dripping is reluctant to be seen by others to see his hole cards, so as not to be seen in the year-end competition, lose the opportunity, and then take the initiative to withdraw.
"What a powerful guy. The same is true for the few people who just came up, and they are also the ones who make the net dripping jealous. And that elegant young man, with that, at first I just thought he was an ordinary inner disciple, but now it seems that things are not so simple, and those who can wrap all their momentum are either ordinary people, or his method has been practiced to the extreme. ”
This is the faint pain in Li Qian's palm, interrupting his train of thought, he looked at his slightly red and swollen palm, there were traces of blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and his internal organs were also faintly painful, and he secretly said in his heart: "The core disciples of the eight major clans are really powerful, I can't deal with it just by using the method of refining the body, not to mention the people who make the pure dripping water jealous, I am not as good as many people in this Tibetan Sword Sect, let alone defeat the Heavenly Demon Mother who is now possessed." ”
Li Qian thought that he was inferior to others, but he didn't think that he had only been cultivating for a few months, while others had been assisting him with a panacea for many years before he had his current achievements.
Li Qian said secretly: "Look at the core disciples of these clans, they have to wait for the year-end competition to shine, and then they will have no scruples to use their last hole cards, and there are still three months to go, I need to redouble my efforts, and by the end of the year, I will also overwhelm the crowd and let them know that the inner disciples are no worse than these core disciples." Li Qian began to rub his hands, slowly walked to Jun Yeyue and Senior Brother Jiang's side, looked at the two of them nodding to him, and suddenly said with arrogance in his heart: "If there is no way to heaven, I will open the sky directly." ”
At this moment, Elder Gou had already slowly walked out, called Li Qian to his side, nodded and smiled: "Li Qian, this is your soul soldier, I hope you can achieve good results in the year-end competition." In the past 20 days, I have been tired of practicing this soul soldier, and you can see if you are comfortable with this soul soldier. ”
Jun Yeyue, Senior Brother Jiang and the other elder disciples of Gou also walked into the quiet room when they heard the voice, and they saw a black giant sword, five feet long, engraved with ancient soul patterns on the sword body, the more heavy it weighed more than 100 catties, and it was very textured to hold in the hand.
The hilt of the sword was not of such material, but a wooden handle that glowed red. Jun Yeyue's eyes were sharp, and she couldn't help but exclaim: "This sword hilt is a very precious piece of Longyang wood. I heard my Qian's supernatural powers say that the Longyang Wood is made of the dragon cross-legged for many years, and it is extremely precious, a piece is worth ten thousand gold, and such a large piece can be said to be a treasure. ”