Text Chapter Seventy-Eight Battle Song Qingzhu
In the garden, the crowd dispersed and stood in a circle, leaving the stage entirely to the two teenagers who were facing each other. Most of the people present didn't know the truth, but who wanted to miss a free show? However, when one of the teenagers opened the green silk to reveal his true face, he was shocked, and he seemed to understand something in his heart!
"Zhang Mochen, I won't take advantage of you!" Song Qingzhu threw the saber out and said with a sneer, "Today, I will make you kneel at my feet in front of Yu Yan!"
"An intermediary double cultivator throws away his weapon just not to take advantage of my waste? Hehe, Song Qingzhu, you are really shameless. But the master doesn't mind!" Zhang Mochen said with a shallow smile.
"When death is on the verge of death, you still have a hard mouth!" Song Qingzhu snorted coldly, and the aura of his whole body continued to rise, but when he reached the junior Yuanshi level, he stopped, in his opinion, Zhang Mochen was not worthy of letting him use all his strength at all.
Song Qingzhu raised his arms straight, retracted one leg, and made a white crane with bright wings, and the yellow yuan power continued to be urged out of his body, and after a while, an illusory crane was really condensed above his head.
"Qingzhu Xian's nephew's golden crane has spread its wings and improved a lot!" Li Fengying smiled and nodded, and said to the Ying Lao beside him.
Wang Xuansong, Shi Chongyang, Jiang Yuan and others were also bright-eyed, and while secretly praising in their hearts, they skimmed off their gloating disdain towards Zhang Mochen.
Li Ziya and Shi Baichuan are also looking forward to it, especially Li Ziya, who was humiliated by Zhang Mochen three times and twice, and has already gathered hatred into resentment, and there is even a trace of viciousness in his smug eyes now.
Wang Yuyan should be the only person in the audience who is worried about Zhang Mochen, looking at Zhang Mochen's indifferent appearance, although the crane shape on Song Qingzhu's head makes her jealous, there is no imaginary worry in her heart.
"Twitter......"
With a piercing crane chirp that resounded through the sky, the crane finally couldn't bear it, left the main restraint, and flapped its wings in front of it.
Feeling the wind pressure formed by the illusory wings flapping the air, Zhang Mochen's eyes were cold, and then the breath of his whole body was crazy and swelled, and he came directly to the beginner Yuanshi level.
"How is that possible?"
Li Fengying and the others saw that the yellow vitality continued to burst out from Zhang Mochen's physical energy, and the smug sneering faces were instantly occupied by shock.
Wang Yuyan looked at the dragon head that instantly condensed above Zhang Mochen's head, and finally a trace of spring breeze blew on her nervous and haggard face.
In the next second, the dragon's head roared out, and after a while, it collided head-on with the crane in mid-air, accompanied by a muffled loud sound, and the tables and chairs suddenly scattered and flew out.
Looking at the explosion space that was still in flux, Song Qingzhu was obviously very different, but his slightly startled face was replaced by disdain after a moment. In the next second, the aura suddenly changed with the body that burst out, and layers of gray streamers gradually diffused.
Seeing Song Qingzhu with a gloomy face, Zhang Mochen snorted coldly. He knew that Song Qingzhu wanted to humiliate himself in the simplest and most violent way. Because, compared to killing the opponent with the meta technique, it is more enjoyable to kill the opponent with one punch and one punch.
"As you wish!"
However, Song Qingzhu was not the only one who had such an idea, Zhang Mochen was fierce on the ground, and his body was like an arrow full of bows bursting out.
Seeing Zhang Mochen coming, Song Qingzhu was even more cold, turned his palm into a fist, and the next moment the gray aura lingered tightly, blasting towards his thin chest.
"Only you have the earth yuan power?" Zhang Mochen sneered, and then under the expressions of complete shock of everyone, he released the earth yuan power to the fullest, and the fist tightly wrapped in gray aura did not avoid it at all, and slammed into the other fist in the air.
"Bang!"
There is no gorgeous afterglow, there is just a powerful collision between flesh and flesh!
The two fists froze and stiffened in the air, refusing to retreat from each other. The four eyes shot angrily, and the next second they each raised their legs and kicked away.
Zhang Mochen's chest sank, and he retreated sharply, and it took ten steps before he stabilized his body, but his throat was suppressing the sweetness that wanted to rush out.
Song Qingzhu also shook back a few meters, but when the eyes that looked down at the obvious footprints on his chest looked forward again, they gradually became cold and poisonous.
The atmosphere in the garden was not lightened by the temporary truce between the two teenagers, on the contrary, everyone was completely immersed in silent consternation.
Wang Xuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his wrinkled eyes became a little complicated at the moment. Especially after intentionally looking at Wang Yuyan, the latter's indifferent eyes made his heart tremble again. But there is no regret medicine in the world, since you have made a choice, you can only go all the way to the dark. After a while, Wang Xuansong looked at Zhang Mochen's eyes full of infinite killing intent
"This son can't stay!"
Li Fengying and the others also tightened their eyes, and the cold murderous aura in the sky was undisguised.
Li Ziya and Shi Baichuan glanced at each other, in addition to shock, there was more of an inferiority complex in their hearts, and the waste in front of them did not expect to fly above their heads again, and it became an insurmountable gap for them.
Ying Lao looked much more relaxed, a pair of sagging old eyes stared at Zhang Mochen tightly and flickered slightly, and what he thought in his heart may only be known to him!
"Hehe, no wonder you dare to agree to go head-to-head, it turns out that you have awakened the dual yuan power of gold and earth!" Song Qingzhu said sneeringly, but the disdain on his face dissipated a lot.
Zhang Mochen spread his hands, and a nonchalant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Do you think you can show off your martial arts in front of me in this way?" Song Qingzhu stepped out in half a step, and the aura of his whole body rose wildly again as his face became gloomy, and after a while, he directly reached the level of intermediary Yuanshi, "I only used half of my strength just now, but you did your best." In front of me, even if you awaken your dual power, you are still a pathetic ant!"
"Hehe, is it? Master just doesn't want to take advantage of you, do you think you're an intermediary element?" Zhang Mochen sneered, and then his sword eyebrows tightened, and the majestic gray vitality gushed out madly in his body, and after a while, under the complete stunned shock of everyone, he directly climbed to the ranks of intermediaries.
Feeling that Zhang Mochen's body was not weaker than his own, Song Qingzhu finally threw out the remaining disdain far away, and replaced it with seriousness and seriousness.
Originally, he could easily wipe out the intermediary Yuanshi with dual power in front of him, but he had to be a hero in front of Wang Yuyan, Song Qingzhu began to regret it a little, but the battle was sent by himself, and there were no steps to go down.
Because of the humiliation of his face, Song Qingzhu's pupils gradually turned blood-red, and the only remedy was to completely crush Zhang Mochen.
Angry to the extreme, Song Qingzhu shouted, his body burst away, the force was so great, two deep footprints were stepped out of the ground.
Zhang Mochen also put away his banter, looked horizontally, and urged the intermediary Tu Yuan Force to the extreme!
In an instant, the two batches of wild horses collided head-on, and the fists and feet wrapped in layers of gray aura smashed towards the opponent's body, even if they were sturdy and took a blow, they didn't care, and they returned it fiercely in the next second!
Hands, elbows, knees, and feet all became sharp weapons, blasting each other at a dizzying speed, and the continuous muffled sound made everyone refuse to blink their eyes, and stared at the almost crazy grappling in the center of the field.
The dishes shattered, the tables and chairs flew sideways, and everywhere the two of them went, there was a mess.
The iron fist carrying Peng Paiyuan's power smashed on their chests again, Zhang Mochen finally couldn't help it, a mouthful of blood mist spewed out, and his body shook back extremely quickly. Song Qingzhu also retreated a few meters sharply, and the moment he stabilized his body, a line of blood flowed quickly from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Wang Yuyan immediately pounced, but what came from her worried eyes was Zhang Mochen's gentle raising of his hand.
Li Fengying and the others were also shocked, especially Li Fengying, who wanted to take the opportunity to solve Zhang Mochen with one move, but when he saw Ying Lao's somewhat inappropriate smile, Peng Pai's vitality in the palm of his hand gradually faded.
At this moment, Song Qingzhu's long hair was scattered, his face was slightly pale, and with his cold eyes, he looked a little hideous. As a dual cultivator, he is not the protagonist sought after by everyone wherever he goes? Unexpectedly, today he will shoot himself in the foot!
Zhang Mochen was also panting, but under that expression of strong fighting spirit, there was a lot of amazement. is also an intermediary Yuanshi, who also has dual power, and Song Qingzhu, who broke through earlier than him, has a vague advantage.
However, a sneer quickly squeezed out of the solemnity, because at the Heavenly Spirit, the quiet purple electric pattern finally began to awaken.