Ding Chunqiu was very satisfied with his attack, and when he took ten steps, he came to Wu Qing'er and said, "Miss Wu, let's go." With that, a palm was imprinted on Wu Qing'er's chest.

But just when Ding Chunqiu thought he had a plan, his face changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and then retreated, the speed was incredible.

Where he had been, a fiery red trail flashed away.

"Flame Palm!" Ding Chunqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly, "Wu Gang has taught you a lot of things, but your flame palm is too tender and has no effect on me." If Wu Gang exerts it personally, the power is acceptable. ”

Wu Qing'er's face was pale, and there were bright red blood stains on the corners of her mouth, which was shocking, and her calves trembled slightly, but her eyes became more and more determined. She knows very well that it may be difficult to leave this place tonight, although there is still a lot of reluctance in her heart, after all, the wood will become a boat, and only by putting life and death aside can she put it aside and live later.

"Don't put gold on your face," Wu Qing'er gasped, "Back then, if Wu Gang hadn't seen you too weak, would you still be alive now?" The three elders of the Ding family, the weakest is you, and two of them died, but you are not honest. ”

Ding Chunqiu's face was cold, his murderous aura loomed, and he said coldly: "Noise! ”

Then a palm was struck, and the space trembled.

Wu Qing'er's face was solemn, her hands formed seven strange knots, and the aura in a radius suddenly condensed, converging into a fist the size of a palm, emitting a faint blue light, which appeared sharp in the dark space.

"Go!"

With a bang, the fist seemed to hit the light curtain, causing ripples. The ripples spread out, and with a buzzing sound, the thick iron sheet of the container five meters away only heard a pop, and it sank deep into it, turning into a one-meter-square palm print.

But it was also a palm-sized fist that made Ding Chunqiu's attack invisible.

Wu Qing'er's body flew upside down, and was repelled by a strong force, hitting the iron sheet fiercely.

There was a loud bang, and the container dozens of meters long actually shook, which shows how violent the impact was.

Poof!

Wu Qing'er spurted out a mouthful of blood again, the blood on her face advanced and retreated, pale like a person who was seriously ill, her body fell slowly, and the moment she fell to the ground, her body could no longer support it, she sat on the ground, frowning and looking at Ding Chunqiu who was gradually walking in.

Ding Chunqiu is very short, but his figure is strangely very tall, like a black mountain pressing towards Wu Qing'er.

"What a beautiful night, you have to leave, I am really reluctant." Ding Chunqiu said with a smile, and Wu Qing'er smiled coldly and said, "The three elders of the Ding family are nothing more than that!" ”

Ding Chunqiu smiled lightly: "The time has come, I'll send you on your way!" ”

The palm of his hand was glowing with a faint blue light, his trembling fingers were buzzing, and blue ripples appeared around Ding Chunqiu, and a breath that was enough to shock his soul came out, and the aura in a radius of ten zhang suddenly converged. Wu Qing'er noticed that a spiritual consciousness trajectory ten times larger than that of ordinary Gang Jin masters appeared, and with ten times the strength, a terrifying blue palm was formed, emitting a terrifying cold light.

Wu Qing'er's eyes became brighter and brighter, and at the moment when the other party's strength was launched, she moved.

The coat on his body was torn, revealing a black samurai suit, a soft sword trapped in his waist, and with a snort, like a poisonous snake rushing out, opening its sharp fangs, turning into a cold light, piercing Ding Chunqiu's eyebrows.

A way of playing that ends up together. The two gathered so closely, Ding Chunqiu chose this distance to attack, and calculated that Wu Qing'er couldn't escape from the palm of his hand. As everyone knows, Wu Qing'er can't escape, and so is he.

Ding Chunqiu's face changed slightly, and at the moment when the soft sword was fired, he showed a terrifying reaction speed.

Ten meters in one step!

The palm of the hand turned into strength hit Wu Qing'er's body without any sound, but the container that Wu Qing'er was leaning against shook and left a huge crack, and the goods in the container poured out, submerging most of Wu Qing'er's body, only exposing above his chest.

Ding Chunqiu underestimated Wu Qing'er's strength, and this sword condensed all her strength. This sword played to all her potential. The avenue is simplified, and the more ordinary the attack, the more powerful it is. Wu Qing'er just flew away with a sword, and he didn't have much momentum, just like an ordinary person attacking with a sword, and he couldn't see any power. But when Ding Chunqiu saw this sword, his face changed, and he no longer had the calmness he had at the beginning. When the soft sword was half a meter away from him, his face was solemn, and he stretched out his hand and pointed out.

The blue light flashed, and Ding Chunqiu's fingers were haloed with blue light, and there was no majestic momentum, and they simply pointed at the tip of the soft sword.

Ding--A piercing sound dispersed, and Wu Qing'er spurted out a mouthful of blood again. The container behind him finally couldn't bear to toss and split in half.

Thundered!

The loud sound makes this place the focus of the night. Anyone knows that something important is happening here.

When the soft sword touched its fingers, its speed immediately decreased, and it made a miserable hissing sound, and then the energy wrapped around the sword body was forcibly erased by Ding Chunqiu, and without the support of the strength, it fell to the ground with a clang.

Ding Chunqiu was not unharmed, snorted, and took two steps back before standing firm.

"Good, good, good!" Ding Chunqiu said three good words in a row, but his eyes were extremely resentful.

He was wounded, beaten by a young man in his twenties. has been famous for decades, in addition to losing his dignity as a human being in front of Wu Gang, and now he is injured for the second time.

Unforgivable!

Ding Chunqiu suppressed the injuries in his body and walked quickly towards Wu Qing'er. On the outside, he didn't seem to be injured, but his strength hurt people invisibly, and Wu Qing'er's strength partially penetrated into his body and attacked his internal organs, causing injuries in his body. The already ugly face, anger, made even more hideous.

"Look for death." Ding Chunqiu walked in front of Wu Qing'er and slapped it down.

When Wu Qing'er's palm fell, she looked at the sky, didn't know what she thought, and suddenly smiled.

Just as the palm of his hand was about to fall on Wu Qing'er's head, a sharp sound sounded. Ding Chunqiu's eyebrows were faintly affected, and he snorted coldly, not caring about Wu Qing'er, and the palm of the hit was raised, and the strength of the attack was a palm.

Poof!

Ding Chunqiu's face changed greatly, his body retreated a few meters, and in the original place, the attacking energy turned into a sharp triangular spike, which was deeply inserted into the hard cement concrete floor, and the sashimi completely sank into the ground.

"It's okay, it's not late!" On the container that had been split in half, a shadow jumped down, revealing its face in the moonlight.

"Wu Ming!" Wu Qing'er opened her eyes and said weakly, "Why are you here, let's go." ”

Wu Ming smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll deal with the old guy." Are you okay? ”

Wu Qing'er smiled, didn't speak, and slowly closed her eyes. Wu Ming's heart sank, his eyes shot a cold gaze, and he looked at Ding Chunqiu and said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

Ding Chunqiu's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "There is a helper, but it is too weak." Let's clean it up too. ”

Don't talk nonsense, Ding Chunqiu stepped out with his left foot, stepped on the mysterious steps, and appeared in front of Wu Ming's eyes in two steps, and his boring palm was imprinted with a cold energy. The energy is sent and received from the heart, and the energy is carried with you when you move at will. Wu Ming's eyelids jumped, and he pressed down with one hand, and the military spur appeared in his hand. This is a military thorn brought from Wujialing, which is not something that ordinary special forces can have. His greatest specialness is shown at this time.

Zizi - only heard a piercing hissing, the military stabbed out, actually broke Ding Chunqiu's aura, and slammed it into the opponent's palm, if it was inserted, Ding Chunqiu's palm would be abolished.

Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly, took a step back, and was able to avoid the advance of the military thorn, frowning: "Poisonous dragon thorn!" ”

Wu Ming withdrew the military thorn and said with a smile: "Very knowledgeable." ”

"There are absolutely no more than five poisonous dragon thorns in the world, and the people who Wu Jialing can have are not ordinary people, with your martial arts, you can guess your status, and it is definitely not inferior to Wu Qing'er," Ding Chunqiu said lightly, "Very good, one surname can kill two important people in Wu Jialing, great!" ”

"Don't be ashamed!" Wu Ming sneered.

Ding Chunqiu took a deep breath and said coldly: "I won't play with you anymore!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the short Ding Chunqiu's eyes flashed with blue light, the momentum on his body skyrocketed, the huge coercion dispersed, and the space within a radius of dozens of zhang trembled. Wu Ming's face changed slightly, a buzzing sound sounded in his ears, and the airflow in front of him began to become disordered. He expected Ding Chunqiu to be very strong, but he was actually strong enough to change the surrounding environment, which was unheard of. No wonder Wu Qing'er is not an opponent.

Ding Chunqiu's ten fingers squirmed, and the aura in the air was wrapped around the ten fingers, and the ten fingers glowed with blue light. The blue light is rich, much deeper than Wu Qing'er.

The aura began to converge on the ten fingers, and the coercion became more and more huge, and a huge energy from Ding Chunqiu's body was stirred by a spiritual trajectory, the energy was churning, the heaven and the earth were changing, and the space of the ten zhang square circle was completely blocked by Ding Chunqiu.

Wu Ming's face was solemn, and he didn't see the calmness when he came. His heart was shocked, but he was full of war. The fighting spirit comes from the blood, and the strong talent of a good man in Wujialing is strong when he is strong!

The military thorn was inserted into his waist, and he picked up Wu Qing'er by the waist, and then put it on his back. Wu Qing'er's body was very light and extremely soft, and when the two of them made physical contact, Wu Ming felt Wu Qing'er's trembling respectively.

"Hold me tight!" Wu Ming said softly.

This is not the first time that he has fallen on Wu Ming's back, but the feeling has not changed from that in Tomson Yipin.

"Go by yourself." Wu Qing'er sighed, "He is very strong, you are not an opponent!" ”

Wu Ming shook his head and said, "Don't say stupid things anymore, don't worry." ”

Hearing this, Wu Qing'er knew that it was impossible to convince the other party, and there was not much resentment in her heart, but she had a feeling of fulfillment and happiness in her heart. When she was dying, she saw that someone loved herself regardless of life and death, which touched the softest part of a woman's heart. Wu Qing'er finally tore through the cold disguise, and tears were faint in her eyes.

"Be careful." Wu Qing'er said softly, lying on Wu Ming's back, and a sense of satisfaction arose.

"Yu Yan doesn't have such a good blessing." Wu Qing'er suddenly remembered Wang Yuyan who was far away in the United States, the strange woman who had always been called the double emperor with herself, and a happy smile overflowed on her sad face.

Wu Ming couldn't see it, his mind was all on Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu's momentum is still rising, and he is about to complete his moves.

Just as Ding Chunqiu's move was completed, Wu Ming smiled. The momentum on his body burst out, blowing Wu Qing'er's three thousand green silks elegantly, and an oval-shaped light blue light shrouded the two of them, turning into the shape of a military thorn, shaking the space.

The moment when the move was formed was the moment when Ding Chunqiu couldn't be distracted. He blocked the space within a radius of ten feet, confident that the other party would not be able to get out. But when Wu Ming broke out, his face changed wildly.

(To be continued)