"My hand..."

A sharp pain quickly spread from Qin Sheng's palm to his whole body. The light was dim, and the obsidian skin on the surface of his skin was cracking. The tiger's mouth cracked, and blood oozed out

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain made Qin Sheng grit his teeth, and the violent Yuan Li was rampant in his body.

"Poof!!"

Qin Shenglian coughed up a few mouthfuls of black blood, his face was a little tight, and he hurriedly ran to refine the pulse of the thousand hammers. After a few breaths, the vigorous Yuan Force turned into the purest energy that penetrated the limbs.

"I almost broke my hand." Qin Sheng had some heart palpitations.

With Qin Sheng's obsidian skin and the prisoner's dragon hand, he finally absorbed the violent power contained in the Han Sect Master's Joyful Palm under the power of the Thousand Hammer Pulse.

Qin Sheng's body seemed to be opened.

"The four-element vein is ajar", Qin Sheng obviously felt the four-element vein lurking in his body faintly glowing, if there was a yuan vein, then the power of the yuan vein would emanate.

Qin Sheng risked being killed alive by the tyrant of the Tonghun Scripture, that is, the so-called risk of wealth and nobility, and snatched food from the tiger's mouth, not only was he not humiliated, but also used the Yuan power of the cold bending tutor to open the Yuan vein.

If I had been known by the indifferent mentor and the powerful Zhao Ming, I don't know if I would vomit blood.

However, before Qin Sheng could get excited, he was locked by the cold air. He looked up and saw the cold tutor in the distance, his eyes tingling, and his fierce intent flashed.

"No, the old dog really doesn't have any bottom line as a mentor."

Qin Sheng was very enthusiastic, and he realized that the cold mentor wanted to kill him.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the school year, I met my tutor, and then I was cold and angry, and I wanted to be tough. Qin Sheng didn't expect it.

Leng Yuan's strength jumped up, his hands folded, and he waved some French seals. Suddenly, a strong and incomparably terrifying aura emerged from the top of his spirit's covering.

This sudden, terrible breath made everyone tremble, as if they were in a stormy sea, ready to be destroyed at any moment

High up, stretching out a palm, strong like a monster from the wasteland, the palm is covered with the flourishing Yuanwen, with lightning entanglement, and the momentum is alarming.

Zhao Ming's students suddenly shrank and muttered in surprise: "The martial arts of the Hanmen Master's hole cards, the clutches of the devil!" ”

The sound also caused an exclamation from onlookers.

"This is earth-level martial arts."

"Is Tutor Leng out of control and using earth-level martial arts on a freshman?"

Huo Guyuan sneered: "I don't know how to live, and I don't know how to die." I really think that if I activate two street yuanmai, I can do whatever I want. ”

They all knew the character of the cold governess. If you dare to provoke him, you have to swallow your anger, especially since Qin Sheng's father once humiliated this cold tutor

Tian Teng also felt the terrifying aura of the big palm in the distance. His eyes were stunned. He also planted large palms. He knows how hard it is to cultivate big palms. It took him a year of hard work, but he was only able to achieve a little. The cold mentor in front of him had perfected the cultivation of the big palm.

This power is several times more terrifying than his. In addition, Leng Jiajiao is an expert in the later stage of spiritual communication, so the power is even more unimaginable.

Tian Teng looked at Qin Sheng's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man. Qin Sheng will definitely die in this farce.

Qin Sheng was also too arrogant. If he is endowed, he thinks he can do whatever he wants. He didn't know how strong he was. Now he kicked the steel plate. Tian Teng has seen too many such people.

"I want the people behind you to protect your life." Tian Teng prayed secretly.

Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes and stared at his cold palm. Manic Yuan Force erupted from him, forming a black and magical giant palm.

"What kind of low-level martial art is this?"

Qin Sheng was curious. He did not find any similar martial arts in honor of the emperor. It is clear that the level is not high.

Qin Sheng's voice was not loud, but it could be clearly transmitted to Leng Jun's mentor Zhao Ming, Tian Teng and others.

The cold mentor turned blue with anger

"I don't really know how to live or how to die. Although the Great Palm Method is only an above-ground kung fu, once the cultivation is perfected, it can be transformed into upper kung fu. Zhao Ming couldn't help but sneer.

Hearing this, Tian Teng also nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Yin Thunder Great Clutche!" ”

Among the three, no one was more familiar with the evolution of the Great Clutch than Tian Teng

Street martial arts, precious and difficult to practice, are rare in the entire inner courtyard.

Qin Sheng ignored Zhao Ming's taunt, turned his head, took out a glass bottle containing the poison of the dead king from the ring, and gently threw it into the air, crystal clear

"Come and see who's suffering." Qin Sheng raised his head.

The Corpse King's poison is extremely poisonous. Once it is contaminated like the claws of a tarsal bone, even a master who can communicate with spirits will die a tragic death.

A few days ago, Xia Bingning was also infected with the king's poison. If it weren't for Qin Shen, he had already refined the emperor's memory, and he would have died.

This indifferent tutor has the same achievements as Xia Bingning. Maybe Yuan Li is a little stronger than Xia Bingning. But Qin Sheng believed that once he was infected with the poison of the dead king, he would die suddenly.

The cold-faced teacher looked at the glass bottle in Qin Sheng's hand. There seems to be some gray liquid in it. Instinctively, he felt that this was not a good thing. He wanted to stay away from it, but he thought of his son who had an old enemy.

And this son's talent seems to be stronger than Qin Zhong 20 years ago. If you let him grow up, he may overtake him in a short time. Definitely don't want that kind of photo.

"You must kill this son in the cradle!" The cold governess withdrew his cold gaze, and two homicides appeared in his eyes.

"The worst way to kill an elite student in class is not to be expelled from Liuyun Academy."

Leng Jun had a plan for a long time. In recent years, Liuyun Academy has had a hard time. was suppressed by Lingyun Academy in the same city.

He didn't want to stay in Liuyun Academy for a long time. He used this as an excuse to kill Qin Sheng and leave Liuyun Academy. It's the best of both worlds.

As soon as I thought about it, there would be a stronger Killing Fu in the eyes of the cold tutor, and the huge black magic hand burst out quickly, like a black lightning bolt flashing. Wherever we passed, there was a violent explosion.

The ultimate perfect martial art of the ground plane, the Great Devil's Clutche, passed through the void and wanted to hit Qin Sheng's chest hard.

Qin Sheng's ears felt thunder and deafness, and the glass bottle in his hand would still fall on his rapidly enlarged clutches.

Right away.

In the distance, there was a glass of light wine, with an incomparably sharp vitality, resounding.

"Stop !!"

We were all stunned by the speed of a beautiful shadow.

"Huh?" Leng Jun's master looked back and saw that it was a Chu person. His face changed slightly, but his murderous intent could not be reversed. He didn't have time to worry so much, the Great Clutches were under heavy pressure.

Qin Sheng didn't have time to see the beautiful shadow clearly, because its speed was too fast, far faster than the speed of the soul state master.

A white light rose from the sky, and Qianying, with an endless strong wind, pierced through a shadow like an arrow. Under the stunned gaze of countless people, the next moment appeared in front of Qin Sheng's eyes.

"Who's that?"

Qin Sheng stared at the white light, and involuntarily picked up the bottle of the king's corpse containing the poison with both hands. If it weren't for the White Shadow resisting him, he would have poured out the poison.

After special treatment, the Venom of the Corpse King will not spread from person to person like a plague, but will rot on the venom-infected body.