Endless spiritual power gathered around Qin Wushuang, forming one whirlpool after another,

"Take me a punch," Qin Wushuang shouted, his feet kicked the ground violently, as Qin Wushuang moved, the nine whirlpools around him overlapped layer after layer, and the high-speed shock was like a nine-layer canopy covering the fist, this is one of Qin Wushuang's two favorite mental power attack skills in the real illusion, which requires extremely high mental power control ability, and each layer is vibrating at a very high frequency,

The invisible spiritual power is shown on the big screen through the rendering of colors, and the nine-colored canopy is extremely noble.

The other party's actions are very ridiculous in the eyes of the Doomsday Trial, and if it is used by a fourth-level peak spiritual master, it may still be a bit threatening.

Doomsday Judgment snorted coldly, and the cyan on his palm became even thicker,

The cyan fist slammed into the canopy, making a squeaky friction sound, and the sparks splashed out of the big screen outside, although the nine-layer canopy broke in an instant, it also absorbed most of the power of the Doomsday Judgment, and then the fist behind the canopy collided with it tightly, and the huge force made the Doomsday Judgment take three steps back,

"Tempered bloodline?" The steel-like impact made Qin Wushuang think about it, and frowned, this kind of bloodline was very difficult.

"Okay, good, it's the first time I've seen a third-level spiritual master who can use his spiritual power so superbly, but I don't know how many times you can use such a skill." The light on the palms of the Last Judgment is more victorious,

The same collision, Doomsday took two steps back again, the third, the fourth, the tenth collision, at which point Doomsday had been pushed to the edge of the ring,

"Impossible, how can you, a third-level spiritual master, have so much spiritual power."

Like the Doomsday Trial, the same question permeated the hearts of all the viewers in the audience, and Xu Jinbo below had already widened his eyes, and even the question of what kind of special bloodline the Doomsday Trial was suppressed.

"If the low-level spiritual masters are so powerful, we don't have to mess around." A warrior looked at the nine-colored canopy that was constantly emerging, stared at the ring and said,

"Even if there are few fourth-level peak spiritual masters, it is estimated that few can do it,"

"Not to mention attack skills, anyone who can attach his spirit to his fist at the peak of the fourth level can be called a genius, and the other party is still so young."

"How big is the gap, ordinary people will never be comparable to these family disciples."

"This is not nonsense, the two of them are less than 20 years old, they are already at the level of fourth-level peak genetic enhancement warriors, and the resources used in cultivation are enough to buy a space battleship, how can you compare with others."

Qin Wushuang ignored these, and punched again, talking nonsense in the battle is looking for death, after he has passed the blood refining body of the Sky Devouring Beast, the brain domain can independently absorb the void particles in the void without meditation, and after the special test, the efficiency of the brain domain's independent absorption is already equivalent to the non-stop meditation of a second-level beginner spiritual master, and there is no problem with using such a skill dozens of times

The Doomsday Judgment glared back, and with the help of the power of the shield behind him, he jumped towards Qin Wushuang violently, and his fists were crooked at the moment of impact, as long as the opponent's mental power would definitely be affected, I don't believe that my physical body can withstand my fists without the protection of spiritual power,

Qin Wushuang's face was calm, his fists did not stop, the four strong punches hit both sides at the same time, the two were thrown out at the same time, the Doomsday Judgment fell to the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered, and rushed towards Qin Wushuang again,

"The special bloodline is really powerful" Qin Wushuang spit out the blood in his mouth, the ribs in his chest were broken, and his fists just now were like hitting steel on steel,

Touched his chest, and punched again without fear, I Qin Wushuang didn't have anyone afraid of it, at the moment of hit, Qin Wushuang's body sank violently, and the fist that was originally hit on his chest fell on his shoulder,

"Wushuang will be fine." Xu Xiaopang looked at the tragic battle between the two in the ring, without any defense, where is there such a desperate battle, it's just a virtual battle, even if you lose, what's the matter, and turn on the highest pain simulation, isn't this looking for guilt,

"It's okay, Wushuang is known as a humanoid demon beast, this is not called in vain, you didn't see that after three punches, Wushuang is still the same as no one." Xu Jinbo said with a big grin, where is there a half worried look,

"Is it a restorative bloodline?" The long-term battle made the Doomsday Judgment a little irritable, and the other party was unaware of the injury so much, and if it continued, the opponent was fine, and he couldn't bear it first.

"Originally, I just secretly came up without telling my father, it seems that I have to leak out, and I will be punished after I go back, and such an opponent is enough to let me use a special bloodline, which is not a shame" After making up my mind, the Doomsday Judgment will no longer hesitate,

"It looks like you're going to scrap a piece of clothing, but you're proud to die under this punch." The haughty voice of the Last Judgment instantly spread throughout the platform,

"Then it's up to you to have the ability." Qin Wushuang's face was calm, and the spiritual power whirlpool beside him turned even faster,

"Fourth, beat that little white face to death, you must turn it into a pig's head, and I will eat roast pig's head at night," the sudden voice made everyone stunned.

"If the real thing gathers by like, people are divided by groups, and there is no good thing." The two fat men had already been beaten into the 18th layer of hell like Qin Wushuang in the heart of the Heavenly Maiden Sanhua.

I saw a rumbling sound in the stands, and a strange cyan color appeared on the chest of the Last Judgment, flashing with a metallic glow, every vein was clearly visible, and soon spread to the whole body, and the solid ring was cracked by his feet,

"Beyond the limit of the low-level area, the power of that kick is probably close to that of a fifth-level genetically strengthened warrior"

"The tempered body turned out to be the tempered body of the Xia family's special bloodline." A cultivator in the stands involuntarily shouted,

Xu Xiaopang in the stands instantly turned red,

"It's the Xia family, it's the Xia family." It was the Xia family who harmed their ancestors and caused endless killings, so many years the ancestor's notes were buried deep in Xu Xiaopang's heart, although he didn't think he had any hope of revenge, but all the information about the Xia family Xu Jinbo remembered clearly on the light brain, how could Xu Xiaopang, the symbol of the Xia family, not know the tempered body of the bloodline,

"You're all right." Xu Xiaopang's appearance really frightened Xu Jinbo, his eyes were bloodshot, the corners of his mouth were bitten by teeth, and his fingernails were embedded in his palms, and blood dripped on the ground from time to time.

"It's fine." Xu Xiaopang calmed down, even if he knew, the Xia family, a famous family in the capital of Huaxia, any junior who came out was an existence that he needed to look forward to.

"I, Xu Xiaopang, have never believed in God or worshiped Buddha, this time the Bodhisattva must let Wushuang win this battle, must, I will definitely give you incense when I go back." Xu Xiaopang has never been so thirsty, this thought transcends pain, transcends everything......