Chapter 65: Hitting people doesn't hurt their face, but slapping their faces hurts their self-esteem
With a soft snort, Zheng Liang pulled out a beautiful red spear flower from the blood-colored spear in his hand, and the spear swept, and a rainbow light burst towards Mu Qiu like a crescent moon.
"The power is okay...... Mu Qiu in the distance nodded when he saw this attack, and immediately became playful, he has always been a battle of life and death with people, so he basically didn't leave his hand, and now although this Zheng Liang is arrogant, he has not touched any of his scales, but he doesn't have to kill him.
This Zheng Liang Jindan's strength in the later stage is not weak, and it is just with the help of this battle to improve the basic application of soul power.
Seeing that Hongmang was about to arrive in front of him, Mu Qiu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a big soul hand condensed from the void and grabbed it towards Hongmang.
"Bang!"
The moment the two attacks came into contact, a loud bang sounded, and they actually canceled each other out.
Zheng Liang was slightly stunned when he saw this, but he didn't expect Mu Qiu to take his own move lightly, and without thinking about it at the moment, a red spiritual power with soul power burst out from his body. Under the expansion of the red light, the enchantment was formed, as if the world was divided, and red raindrops fell in the enchantment.
Soul Enchantment, the signature attack of the Jindan period!
"Is this the soul enchantment, there is even a water attribute attack." Looking at the raindrops full of corrosive gas with interest, Mu Qiu said with some surprise.
As soon as his mind moved, his soul power instantly formed a light shield on his body, and the dense raindrops fell on the light shield that wrapped Mu Qiu, slowly sliding down, and the sound of corrosion sounded, but it did not penetrate this layer of defense.
"Water Dragon!"
A low cheer sounded, Zheng Liang came out with the gun, and attacked Mu Qiu, and the rain at the tip of the gun gradually condensed a dragon head in the dance, and roared madly at Mu Qiu.
In the face of such a powerful offensive, Mu Qiu's face remained unchanged, and with a wave of his big hand, a large net composed of soul power wrapped Zheng Liang and his attack, and the law of both hands changed, and the big net shrank slightly.
Laugh at!
The water dragon was destroyed by the big net in an instant, and Zheng Liang felt a thick dangerous aura coming from the big net, and then his face changed drastically, and he just wanted to resist with a gun, but the big net disappeared strangely.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at Mu Qiu coldly, he was about to lose just now, why would the latter stop at the critical moment.
"Hehe, go on." At present, Mu Qiu's soul attack methods are nothing other than the soul big hand and the soul net, and he has to rely on this Zheng Liang to comprehend more attack methods, how can he defeat him so easily.
The disciples in the stands did not find out what was hidden on the field, they only saw a tie between the two spells, and a cheer broke out.
And the four hall masters on the main seat found the clue.
"This Mu Qiu's strength is unexpectedly strong, no wonder the old man would insist so much on letting him comprehend the spirit of Xuanwu." The Vermilion Bird Hall Lord said softly, and there was a hint of surprise on his indifferent face.
"It's rare for this kid to use his soul power to such an extent." The White Tiger Hall nodded and said in agreement.
"This is not all his strength at all, he is just using Zheng Liang to improve his soul attack, I am afraid that the strength of this son is not under Ao Yun, and he has reached this point with his soul power alone, this son's talent is really terrifying!" The hall master of the Canglong Hall also spoke up, and gave Mu Qiu a high evaluation in his words.
The Vermilion Bird Hall Lord and the White Tiger Hall Lord both looked at him with a surprised expression, they didn't expect that the Hall Master of Canglong Hall, who was usually extremely strict with his disciples, would give Mu Qiu such a high evaluation, that Ao Yun was now the first person of the young generation of the Four Elephant Sect.
"Senior brother, is he really so strong?" Xuan Yao on the side couldn't help asking, although she had been prepared in her heart, she was still a little surprised after hearing the words of the Canglong Hall Lord.
The Canglong Hall Lord nodded, and then said, "There is no suspense in this battle......
"You forced me!"
At this moment, Zheng Liang shouted angrily in the martial arts arena, pinched his hands, his fingertips surged, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed onto the spear, and the body of the spear suddenly became red, and then split into two, and then split into four, and finally the dense shadow of the gun in front of Zheng Liang was ninety-nine eighty-one.
"Split Spear God Fight!" Zheng Liang's face was hideous, his eyes were already scarlet at this time, like a mad demon, and under the explosion, his hands were raised above his head, and the void was cut down.
Airplanes!
Ninety-nine eighty-one spear shadows shook slightly, and with a flood of blood and qi burst towards Mu Qiu.
"This trick is handsome!" Mu Qiu in the distance was slightly stunned, his heart flashed with inspiration, and then he sank down, his eyes Yin Yang Fish slowly appeared, and with a wave of his big hand, a powerful and almost pasty soul power appeared in front of him, reaching out and grabbing and sprinkling, the soul power changed into hundreds of soul flying swords with his mind, floating in front of him and speeding towards the gun shadows, colliding with those gun shadows.
Suddenly, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and a deafening explosion resounded in the sky!
After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and I saw Zheng Liang in the square staring at the dense flying swords in front of him sluggishly, and the red light flashed in his eyes.
"Alas...... This Zheng Liang's cultivation is too low, and he can't try the power of this move, so it seems that he needs to find a powerful whetstone. Mu Qiu groaned, if Zheng Liang knew Mu Qiu's thoughts at this time, he was afraid that his lungs would explode.
"Your trick has the feeling of soul skills, although it is only a prototype now, when you initially grasp the artistic conception of cause and effect reincarnation in the future, and then add these artistic conceptions to this trick, it should be not small to polish and polish it." The desolate spirit was slightly stunned by Mu Qiu's sudden aura, and secretly said that this kid is really a demon, and he actually wants to create his own soul technique, and it is quite charming.
Mu Qiu nodded with satisfaction, quite satisfied with the power of this soul flying sword.
"Come, keep going!" With the harvest, Mu Qiu's interest became stronger and stronger, and with a wave of his big hand, the soul flying sword in front of Zheng Liang disappeared instantly, and then he beckoned to Zheng Liang and said excitedly.
At this time, Zheng Liang understood that this kid was obviously playing with him, and a strong sense of grievance rose from the bottom of his heart, he relied on his outstanding talent in this Xuanwu Palace, and he had a smooth journey, where had he suffered such humiliation.
Burst!
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I was so angry that I spit out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at Zheng Liang who was full of grievances and vomiting blood, Mu Qiu was a little embarrassed, he was indeed a little unauthentic in doing this, as the saying goes, hitting people does not hit his face, slapping his face hurts his self-esteem, Mu Qiu's move unconsciously slapped Zheng Liang's face and asked him if it hurts.
It's shameless to the extreme, but in order to give full play to the role of the whetstone, he had to let Zheng Liang continue with a shy old face.
And the disciples of the Four Elephant Sect in the stands were also dumbfounded, and they finally found the clues on the martial arts arena.
"I didn't expect the anticipating competition to be so drama......tic," one disciple said speechlessly.
"Damn, this kid is really underwhelmed, he can make a move in seconds, but he is tortured here repeatedly." The other disciple said indignantly.
"It's a bit shameless, but I like ......," another female disciple said with a heart in her eyes.