Chapter 111: Zhiruo, Stop (1/3)

Protects the body.

The players were blindsided.

This is an ability that only grandmasters have, or some peerless body refining martial arts, can be extra born of special effects.

But Brother Cicada still has this kind of top-notch body refining technique.

And one of the special effects of "Little Glass".

That is, immovable as a mountain.

Use this trick.

You can let Xiao Liuli's body temporarily fuse Tai Chi True Qi to form a layer of sword-invincible Gang Qi that lasts for three seconds.

Physical defense, air defense, and armor defense are all X5 times.

These three seconds.

His defense is ungodly.

Zhao Qingcian resisted this wave of attacks, then sneered with a solemn face, drew his sword and swept away.

Swish.

The heads of the five players on the leaderboard were decapitated.

The next second.

He used the moon to keep his incense through the many players, and every breath he took would make him kill several players.

"Sunflower Treasure!"

"Guangjun." Dongfang Qingming shouted angrily, gently pinched the needle and thread with his ring finger and thumb, his wrist was facing up, and he handed out a needle in an instant.

Swish.

The needle and thread circled in an incredible arc, and approached him at an unimaginable speed.

But Zhao Qingchan's reaction was not slow, and with a flick of the fingers of his left hand, he used the finger of the spirit rhino to bounce the steel needle away, and approached Dongfang Qingming again.

Boom.

Kick it out.

He flew out upside down, overwhelming several people in a row.

Then there was a flash of cold light.

The Heavenly Demon Soul Chasing Knife hit Dongfang Qingming's brain, killing him instantly.

"Tianshan folds plum hands." Mu Yu Orange Wind made another move, and the complicated kung fu in his hand also shocked everyone.

But Zhao Qingcian only turned around and slapped a mediocre palm.

Rumble.

The waves are flying.

Mu Yu Orange Wind's hands were slapped, and he wanted to use "Northern Shengong" at the moment of contact.

In this way, not only can you temporarily absorb Zhao Qingcian's internal force, but you can also temporarily increase the upper limit of your internal force.

But he didn't expect it at all.

The gap between the two is so big.

Both claws were directly smashed.

Not to mention.

He relied on copying books to learn the three-layer realm of "Northern Shengong", and this kind of internal skill realm could not absorb Zhao Qingchan's Tai Chi Gong at all.

"Eight Heavenly Swords."

Seeing that it was not good, I jumped again and slashed with a knife.

As a former [gods] professional master, he has won the world championship, and his own strength goes without saying.

Especially his serious attitude towards playing games, which is difficult for ordinary people to compare.

When he practices swordsmanship, he practices it sincerely.

Thereupon.

The lonely life with outstanding talent and ability to liver soon stood out among the Song valves, and was accepted as a disciple by Song Que.

That moment.

He jumped up, and the sword light slashed out from top to bottom.

He didn't practice sword intent.

He didn't practice very fast knives.

His knife is so unpretentious and powerful.

But in the eyes of many players, the lonely knife of a lifetime makes them have the momentum of Mount Tai to the top.

However.

Zhao Qingcian just raised his eyebrows, and then made a move, and a second before his sword light fell, he stabbed a bloody hole in his neck with his hand.

"The knife technique is good, but the realm is not enough, and the knife is not fast enough."

Quack.

The screen went black in front of his eyes, and he didn't know that he died so quickly until he died.

Subsequently.

Zhao Qingcian walked all the way to kill all the way, and easily dropped the 'Drunken Qingsi' who wanted to run in seconds.

I have to say.

As a disciple of Ning Daoqi, his future ability is good.

But now he doesn't have strong internal strength, so he can't use a dazzling operation at all, and when he sees that he is invincible, of course he is going to run.

However.

Drunk and green, no matter how fast she runs.

Can it be faster than a pool of blood that can do light work?

Just ten minutes.

Zhao Qingcian killed all the masters.

There are more than 30 masters on the list, and all of them died tragically on the spot.

The Mingjiao players along the way have no momentum.

The players of the six major factions also took this opportunity to directly enter the mountain road level, using it as their own defensive territory, and turned the offensive and defensive momentum.

Next.

Zhao Qingcian did not hesitate, and casually killed a few passing players in the wild area to relieve his hunger, and then rushed to another road and opened the killing ring again.

And so.

Many players looked at him in the camp standings, constantly distancing himself from everyone.

If other players are all 1 or 2 points, it will slowly rise.

Then his score is five or six points, six or seven points, and even a dozen points.

The battle lasted from early morning to late afternoon.

It was a bloody battle for more than ten hours.

Zhao Qingchan's points skyrocketed to 3300+, and the second-place Dongfang Qingming only had 930 points.

Why is Dongfang Qingming better?

Because the kung fu of cutting chickens is hanging!

The embroidery needle of the Sunflower Treasure Book, and then attached to the true qi, in many cases, has the power of a fatal blow.

As long as he carries enough steel needles, most players in today's realm will not be able to defend against this kind of attack.

And as early as after this group of masters on the list besieged Zhao Qingcian once, their mentality completely collapsed.

also chose to give up the idea of besieging him, and only thought about how to win.

But even so.

The standings of the two sides are still slightly better than the six major factions with a gap of 1,000 points.

…………

Late at night, players kept discussing today's super war, and they had doubts about Zhao Qingchan's real combat power.

That is.

Is this ratio open?

Otherwise, even if he knows martial arts in reality, he is Zhang Sanfeng's closed disciple in the game, and it is impossible to be so fierce, right?

And you're a fucking crispy Wudang, why are you so meaty, Wudang has a fart refining body.

In this regard, we Shaolin players are very unconvinced.

Fortunately, everyone is in the same camp, so they are not convinced.

That's it.

Zhao Qingcian didn't have any explanation for this.

Or rather, he didn't have time to explain.

As for what Brother Cicada is doing?

At the foot of this cold Kunlun Mountain.

The six major factions of players are shivering and roasting the bonfire, or decisively going offline.

And warm inside the tent.

Zhao Qingcian and Zhou Zhiruo stayed together alone.

Next to the stove.

"Ruoruo, you eat, I specially bought the dim sum from dozens of miles away." Zhao Qingcian took the dim sum given to him by Su Tianwu to brush up on the favorability of the little nephew.

Not to mention how sincere this intention is.

Zhou Zhiruo happily took it, took a small bite, and couldn't help nodding: "It's so fragrant." ”

Brother Cicada smiled.

And Zhou Zhiruo was a little confused, because she didn't understand what kind of way the little uncle in front of her used, the two were originally sitting opposite each other, but he slowly sat next to her.

And so it goes.

The breath is too ambiguous.

Zhou Zhiruo naturally looked at the door a little nervously, and pushed and shoved a little shyly: "Little uncle, what are you doing......

"Go back to bed, it's already late now, if the senior sisters come back suddenly, there will definitely be a misunderstanding."

"Ahem, poof."

Brother Cicada's body was pushed crookedly, and he suddenly spat blood from his mouth.

Spit when you say it.

Zhou Zhiruo immediately panicked, and hurriedly helped him sit beside him: "Uncle Xiao, why did you suddenly vomit blood, you were injured?" ”

Brother Cicada showed a smile of a righteous gentleman, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "On the battlefield of the Heavenly Forsaken, I was besieged by thousands of people, and I was accidentally injured internally, so it's no big deal, I'll go back first." ”

In words.

There was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"That's not good, where did you hurt, I'll give you medicine." Zhou Zhiruo bit her lip and grabbed his arm.

"No, no."

"No, you take off your clothes."

"Hey, hey, Zhiruo, stop, stop......"

Tear pull.

"Phew, your skin is white and tender, where is the injury?" Zhou Zhiruo was very angry, but she was very cute with her pouting mouth.

Zhao Qingcian hugged the torn clothes, and said tremblingly: "I just want to tease you, why tear your clothes." ”

"Hmph, go quickly, my senior sister is really coming back."

"Aung Ang Ang, don't push me." Zhao Qingcian walked out of the camp in disheveled clothes.

It's a coincidence.

Li Dashuai passed by.

This moment.

Li Dashuai's outlook on life was suddenly distorted.

What's going on?

Zhao Qingcian fled in disheveled clothes?

Zhou Zhiruo's gaze was reluctant, and she still had a strip of cloth in her hand?

She wants to force Zhao Qingcia?

Running wild?

Rather die than submit?

the groove.

Big news!

Pity.

He didn't hear what Brother Cicada said after he stayed away.

"Gan, my clothes of three hundred taels of silver, you say tear them?"

"Xiao Ruoruo, you wait, I'll buy you a hundred sets then... Clothes, I also tear them in different patterns. ”

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