Chapter Seventy-Two: Sheng Qingkun!
(Sorry, there was no update yesterday, but today two more are made up!) )
"Damn!" Looking at Bai Yu, who was laughing at him behind his back, Qing Kun said a little angrily, but surprise flashed in his eyes, if he hadn't been careless last time, Bai Yu would have died, but this time, he was put on the sidelines.
But he didn't care, looking at Bai Yu with a smile on his face, Qingkun snorted coldly: "My name, I'm afraid it was told to you by my younger brother Qingfeng, right?" ”
"That's right, I met your brother when I was singing at KTV, and then he told me" Bai Yu shrugged, waved his hand and said, but Qingkun's giant palm with blue light had come to him.
Depend on! With a scolding scolding, the palm of his hand quickly sealed, and some strange seals were made, and Bai Yu's figure stiffened suddenly, his eyes were blank, and he took this blow firmly.
Rumble! As usual, the white feather disappeared, Qing Kun turned his head suddenly, flashed sideways, and after dodging the attack, he looked at the white feather floating in the air, and between his hands, the blue light became more and more dazzling.
The Burning Sun Finger quickly pointed out, and the ten fingers emitted a fiery red light, turning into ten parts to attack Qingkun's various dangerous acupuncture points or parts, so that De Qingkun had to hurriedly punch out a palm and confront the Burning Sun Finger.
Peng! Bai Yu floated in the air, his body tilted down, and his right palm was firmly pressed towards Qing Kun! Flashes of gold! A King Kong pressed his giant palm to Qingkun on the top of the mountain!
"Hmph, carving insect skills! Look at mine. With a cold snort of disdain, Qingkun's hands quickly sealed, and the blue light condensed into a small slap, attacking towards Bai Yu's Vajra Demon Palm, which was a very strange feeling.
"The Green Shadow Palm, although it is much worse than the Green Shadow Light Palm, but it is enough to deal with your King Kong." Qing Kun said, Bai Yu saw that the two palms were facing each other, and the other party's Qing Ming palm was actually on par with his own Vajra Demon Palm, and there was a faint tendency to have the upper hand.
King Kong dissipated, Qing Ming Palm attacked with the remnants of Yu Wei, Bai Yu snorted coldly, and with a wave of his palm, the powerful True Yuan broke out of his body, breaking Yu Wei at once, and attacked Qing Kun at great speed!
"It's useless, Qing Ying Palm!" He seemed to sigh and said, and the small palm like jade attacked Bai Yu's true yuan, and then collided together!
Rumble! Neither side got any benefit, and Qing Kun, who had cast the Qing Ying Palm twice, was also a little panting, and the white feathers were floating in the air, plus he used the Flame Finger and the Vajra Demon Palm one after another, so it was also a lot of consumption.
Now, neither of the two has a clear upper hand.
"It seems that I can only fight in close combat" Bai Yu said helplessly in his heart, unless he uses a trick in the distance, it will be the result of a draw at the end of the range, thinking like this, his figure Peng suddenly fell on the top of the mountain, stirring up a burst of dust.
"Could it be that he can't float because of the lack of true yuan?" Such a thought flashed in Qing Kun's heart, and the crisis suddenly appeared, and he punched the back.
Peng! Qing Kun took a few steps back, and then looked at Bai Yu in the back, only to see that Bai Yu's figure was unpredictable, and he came to Qing Kun's side in an instant, bang bang, a few palms!
Bang Bang Bang! Qingkun also played a few palms to fight against Bai Yu, in other words, although Qingkun is not very proficient in melee combat, he is definitely stronger than Bai Yu, after all, people have been practicing since childhood, and they are not Bai Yu, an upstart.
Bang bang bang! After throwing a few more punches, Bai Yu took a few steps back, and in this short few seconds, he quickly thought about it: The opponent's fighting skills are obviously much higher than mine, and it seems that he needs to buy it.
Syllable! Distracted, Bai Yu was accidentally hit in the palm, and the blue light poured into his body and began to destroy, but it was quickly broken by the true yuan in Bai Yu's body.
Looking at Qing Kun, Bai Yu suddenly showed a weird smile, less than three meters between the two sides, Bai Yu's hands were spread out, and the dark and weird Nine Nether Fire rose, quickly condensing into a small black flower, slowly drifting towards Qing Kun, closing his eyes and starting to search.
Qing Kun, whose face changed greatly, looked at the fluttering black flowers, exuding a dangerous aura, and his palms quickly sealed, snapping out two cyan lights, and the two green palms collided with the black flowers!
Inside the shop, White Feather has found a skill on fighting techniques:
Fighting Grandmaster: The use of the body has reached a state of transcendence, back to the basics, for martial artists or cultivators, you can also better control yourself, in order to achieve a better use of the effect, energy points: 10000
Without hesitation, he bought a fighting master, and Bai Yu only felt that an unusually powerful scene information had drilled into his head, all of which were the lifelong learning of a generation of fighting masters.
Ten seconds later, Bai Yu opened his eyes and suddenly saw Qing Kun's cyan giant palm beside him. With a cold snort, he strode out, and the scorching sun finger brush brushed at all parts of the giant palm.
The fiery red light dotted on the top of the giant palm, and the giant palm stagnated, but it slowly dissipated in the air, revealing Qingkun with a shocked face behind him.
Qing Kun found that the white feather at this time was no longer the white feather just now, if the white feather just now was a reckless man who had strong strength but could not use it, the current white feather was a generation of martial arts masters who had been tempered for thousands of years!
"Damn, although I don't know what you're doing like this, I'm definitely not going to back down, look at my trick!" Qing Kun reacted from the shock, and saw Bai Yu looking at him proudly, without moving, he couldn't help but say a little angrily, his hands began to seal, the blue light surged, and his rapidly pale face looked very shocked!
Looking at Qing Kun, and then at the cyan clouds and lightning rumbling in the sky, Bai Yu moved, only to see Bai Yu slowly stretch out his fists, and sighed lightly: "Phantom Demon Flame Fist, the first type, the real and the shadow, no distinction between the virtual and the real!" Then, the white feather vanished.
No, to be precise, hidden!
Looking at the top of the hollow mountain, Qing Kun's face was very confident, he knew that it was impossible for Bai Yu to attack him, otherwise, he would provoke the cyan thunder, and then reveal his position, in that way, he would be able to attack.
Thinking of this in my heart, the faster I accelerated, the faster I made the seal.
Who knows, Bai Yu appeared in front of Qing Kun, Qing Kun's face changed greatly, and then he suddenly retreated into the air and shouted: "Bai Yu, you don't want to die, if you hit me now, I will be seriously injured when I receive the backlash, and you will definitely be crushed by the thunder blessed by heaven's will!" When Bai Yu heard what he had done, he directly punched Qing Kun in the chest.
This punch, between the virtual and the real, it is not clear whether it is true or false, the cyan clouds in the sky are rolling, and the thunder is roaring, but the cyan thunder does not fall.
The fist touched Qing Kun's chest, and the unparalleled momentum rushed into Qing Kun's body, not only breaking Qing Kun's seal, but also causing many tendons and veins in Qing Kun's body to be unscrupulously destroyed by Bai Yu.
The cyan thunder in the sky disappeared suddenly, as if it had never appeared, and at this time, Qing Kun in the air also spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath withered, and he tried to suppress the battle in his body, and glanced at Bai Yu, Qing Kun turned into a blue light and fled, Bai Yu did not stop it, standing in the air and watching silently.