Listening to this somewhat familiar voice, under the red hijab, Chu Xiaocui's face changed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But then she sneered again.

Chu Qingyun didn't even have a martial soul, so what could he do when he came out, it wasn't a humiliation.

"Chu Qingyun, why did he come out?"

"You forget, when they divorced that day, Chu Qingyun threatened, saying that they couldn't welcome Chu Xiaocui. ”

"Hey, I hope that Chu Qingyun will teach Zhao Jiabao's people a hard lesson, but unfortunately, he doesn't have that strength. ”

The people around are all talking.

"Chu Xiaocui, don't forget what you said that day. ”

Chu Qingyun glanced at Chu Xiaocui, turned around and walked into the ring.

"Qingyun, what are you doing? Don't make trouble, hurry down!"

Next to the village chief, Chu Hua looked anxious and shouted to Chu Qingyun.

If it is a normal time to greet relatives, ordinary people can also go up and play casually.

But this time, Zhao Jiabao's people obviously came to provoke, and Zhao Feilong was extremely ruthless, and Chu Qingyun went up, and he was definitely either dead or disabled.

"Uncle Hua, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. ”

Chu Qingyun smiled at Chu Hua and said.

"You're Chu Qingyun, that waste who doesn't even have a martial soul?"

In the ring, Zhao Feilong asked with a sneer, and his face was full of grim smiles.

Chu Qingyun's face was indifferent and he ignored him.

A mere third-level martial artist, Chu Qingyun didn't take him seriously at all, he had only one goal today, and that was Zhao Yishui.

"Pretending boy, do you think it's appropriate for me to cripple you in a few tricks?"

Facing an ordinary person, Zhao Feilong's face was full of banter, wanting to play with Chu Qingyun and make him collapse psychologically.

It's a pity that Chu Qingyun simply turned a blind eye to his performance.

"Damn little crumb, congratulations, you managed to piss me off. ”

"I've decided, one move, one trick to cripple you!"

Zhao Feilong's third-level martial artist's aura suddenly exploded, the Yuan Force on his hands flickered, and he smashed his fist into Chu Qingyun's chest.

A third-level martial artist punches with all his strength is enough to kill an ordinary person!

The people under the ring are all heartbroken.

And the village chief and Chu Hua clenched their fists even more, and their eyes were full of anger.

Zhao Feilong this time, it was too much.

However, in the face of this menacing punch, Chu Qingyun smiled.

"Since you want a move, then a move. ”

Chu Qingyun chuckled, turned sideways slightly, and delicately dodged Zhao Feilong's punch.

Then, his index finger and middle finger were brought together, referring to the sword, and stabbed Zhao Feilong in the back.

The moment the two fingers stabbed Zhao Feilong's back, the sharp Yuan Force burst out from his fingertips like a sword, and with a muffled sound, it pierced Zhao Feilong's chest.

"How so!?"

Zhao Feilong's face was full of disbelief, looking at the blood-soaked clothes on his chest.

Just now, he had obviously defended with Yuan Force.

But Chu Qingyun's sharp finger instantly tore apart his Yuan Force defense, and even his sternum was torn!

"You... cough cough cough cough ......"

Zhao Feilong wanted to question, but he was seriously injured in the lungs, so he could only half-kneel in the ring, coughing up blood violently, and couldn't say a word.

Zhao Feilong, who was still showing off his martial arts just now, was seriously injured in an instant, and knelt in front of Chu Qingyun in embarrassment.

"Defeat you in one move, and now, you can go down. ”

"Well, just fly down the way you like best. ”

Chu Qingyun walked up to him, kicked Zhao Feilong in the face, kicked him down, and fell in front of everyone in Zhaojiabao.

The people in Zhaojiabao all had ugly faces.

However, it was they who provoked first, so they couldn't say anything at this time.

And Chu Qingyun did keep his hand, if he clicked on Zhao Feilong's left, then it was not his lungs that were shot through, but his heart.

The lungs are injured, and they can be slowly nourished and recovered by Yuan Li.

If the heart is wounded, I am afraid that I will die on the spot.

"Won, unexpectedly... Win!"

"Okay, it's so powerful, I defeated Zhao Feilong with a random finger!"

"Chu Qingyun, isn't he without a martial soul, why is he so powerful!?"

The people of Chujia Village were all stunned in place.

They thought of countless possibilities, but no one expected that in the end, it was actually Chu Qingyun who won, and it was so easy to win.

"I knew that the fifteen-year-old martial apprentice Jiuzhong was definitely not an ordinary person! Qingyun, it's good to win!"

"Win well! Chu Qingyun!"

"Well done!

"Qingyun!Qingyun!Qingyun!"

Everyone in Chujia Village, who had been depressed for a long time, shouted excitedly.

After losing three games in a row, they were provoked by Zhao Feilong from beginning to end, and now, they have finally turned over and finally raised their eyebrows!

"This kid, with this kind of strength, didn't tell me, it's really untidy, haha..."

Chu Hua's face was also full of excitement.

"At the age of fifteen, the awakened martial soul cultivated to the third-level martial artist in less than a month, and defeated Zhao Feilong in one move. Chujia Village, there is an amazing genius..."

Zhao Zhimo's face became a little gloomy and muttered to himself.

"What's going on? Why isn't it over yet? Why are they all calling Chu Qingyun's name?"

Under the red hijab, Chu Xiaocui was very puzzled and couldn't see what was happening outside.

"Damn, what the hell is going on..."

In the end, Chu Xiaocui still couldn't hold back, lifted her hijab, and looked at the ring.

"How is that possible!"

She just saw the scene of Zhao Feilong being kicked out of the ring.

"How can this be, Chu Qingyun, isn't he without a martial soul!?"

Chu Xiaocui couldn't believe her eyes.

However, the young man standing tall in the ring ruthlessly told her that these were true.

Chu Qingyun is not a waste!

Just when the people in Chujia Village were cheering, Zhao Huang, a bald young man, walked into the ring with a gloomy face, and behind his back, he was also carrying a fine iron long stick more than two meters long.

"The torturer of Chujia Village, if you force me to take action, it can only be regarded as your bad luck. ”

"I, Zhao Huang, make a move, no matter who it is, I will not show mercy to my subordinates, use your strongest move, otherwise, you will have no chance. ”

The cheers under the ring gradually subsided.

Zhao Huang is a famous master of the younger generation of Zhaojiabao, not only has the strength of a fourth-level martial artist, but also is extremely skilled in using a fine iron rod.

Even some people of the previous generation did not dare to compete with it.

"That trick is not for you. ”

Chu Qingyun glanced at him and said indifferently.

Suddenly, under the ring, everyone's faces became very exciting, Chu Qingyun's words were really too arrogant.

However, the people of Chujia Village do feel very cool, really, very cool.

Zhao Huang's eyes stood up instantly.

"Boy, if I don't cripple you today, I'll take your surname!"