"Don't get complacent too soon......"

A weak voice broke Qu Wudao's temporary self-satisfaction.

Of course he knew it was Qiao Siquan, and of course he admired this late opponent, but he was really a little angry.

It's like a constipated person who pulls the paper for three days and three nights after a bowel movement, although it can be solved with fingers or something, but it is really unsatisfactory.

Qu Wudao slowly turned his head, his eyes were full of contempt, and said, "Brother Qiao still wants to come?" Forget it, your injuries are too serious, you will die." ”

Not far away, Qiao Siquan held the silver spear in his right hand, and struggled to prop himself up, but he had a fiery look on his face.

"I, Qiao Siquan, came to settle in Nanxuan Mansion just to find a master who can fight, but unfortunately in the end, these are only these three guys. ”

"When I was young, I also wandered the rivers and lakes, and found that there were too many people with false names, so I went to challenge one by one, I don't know how many masters I picked, but in the end, there were four people who made me taste defeat. ”

"Three of them are from Tongye Mountain, and one of them is also a person in your Pure Decision Dojo, today you Qu Wudao will become the fifth person to defeat me, but I am willing to defeat if I lose!"

Qu Wudao's eyes froze, and he clearly felt an extreme killing intent that was so strong that he also felt a trace of fear, which was emanating from Qiao Si's whole body.

Although he was one of the twelve immortals, he was not a person who liked to fight too much, and it could be seen from his skillful defeat of Huyun Thunder that Qu Wudao was not very willing to make a dead move.

Only if Chu Mo solemnly asked him, he would make a move to kill the Green Snake Star, occupy the border city, and now put down the ring to challenge the heroes of Nanxuan Mansion.

Even including the previous three moves to defeat Qiao Siquan, it was also he who relied on the strange effect of the silk soft palm to make contributions in one fell swoop.

If he relied on his real strength, he would also be confident of winning, but it would never be so easy.

However, there are also disadvantages of tricks, the serious injury that hurt his vitality in his left chest, and the fact that he was injured by Wang Jie's fierce attack just now are the price of tricks.

If he had gone all out at the beginning and spent more energy, he would not have suffered such an injury.

"The lion fights the rabbit with all his might. Qu Wudao sighed, then bowed slightly to Qiao Siquan, and said, "I'm sorry, I desecrated your fighting intent." ”

There is no conflict between scholars and martial arts practitioners, Qu Wudao is a dual cultivator of civil and military affairs, which is also the origin of his nickname.

Reading can make people feel bad, and it can also make people understand things and understand righteousness.

Qu Wudao is a scholar, sometimes deviant and unscrupulous, but that courage is really real.

So even if he was unhappy, he still apologized and paid great respect to Qiao Siquan.

For a warrior, a martial idiot, a vigorous decisive battle is the best gift.

Qiao Siquan's eyes were even hotter, and the previous defeat did not affect him at all.

He raised the silver spear above his head and said, "Do you know my mirror-breaking marksmanship, do you know the purpose of the mirror-breaking gun?"

"I know," Qu Wudao nodded: "The broken mirror is not reunited, and the gun is merciless." ”

"Good insight. Qiao Siquan's indifferent face finally smiled again.

"But the ultimate style of the Mirror Breaking Gun can be said to violate this law. ”

"Let's take it!"

Qiao Siquan clenched the barrel of the gun fiercely, and urged a body of internal force to his right hand, and the ground under his feet also trembled, and the body of the gun continued to emit a "buzzing" whine.

The voice was like the last cry of a desperate man.

Qu Wudao, who was so strong, also felt waves of invisible pressure surging.

"This skill is worthy of being the crown of the four rampant acts. ”

Qu Wudao is definitely not the meaning of lifting Qiao Siquan, this praise is all because under Qiao Siquan's full outburst, his skill is indeed far beyond expectations.

But there is still a distance compared to his thousand spell patterns.

If you don't have enough skill, you can win with moves.

"Qiao Siquan, let me see how strong your trick is at the top of the four rampant ones!"

Wang Jie on the side also dispersed her sorrow, she knew that this battle had come to this point, and it was no longer something she could interfere with.

"Crackle!"

There was a loud bang, as if a thunderbolt was rolling down, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the silver spear in Qiao Siquan's hand could no longer withstand such pressure, and exploded into fragments in the sky.

"Self-destructing weapons! He's crazy!"

"I've never heard of such a method!"

Everyone on the lookers was shocked by Qiao Siquan's crazy actions, but Yang Mi, who had commented many times before, stopped speaking.

In the past, he relied on his status as the second elder of the Cold Yuanmen, and everyone respected him in the martial arts of Nanxuan Mansion, and he was confident that he could squeeze into the top ten of Nanxuan Mansion by virtue of his strength.

But after watching this battle today, he realized how big a gap there was between his peerless masters.

A Qu Wudao is already so terrifying, not to mention the legendary Chu Mo, the head of the twelve immortals who can sit on an equal footing with the martial arts legend Di Xiao.

It's scary to think about.

What even Yang Ji didn't notice was that this fear of the words "Pure Decision Dojo" had quietly imprinted in his heart.

Not only him, but also people such as Gu Muyan, Feng Shanren, and the Hu family brothers are more or less the same.

This fear will be brought into the rivers and lakes of Nanxuan Mansion with these people, and it will slowly ferment.

Chu Mo's strategy of attacking the heart has been successful.

Looking back at the field, Huo Ling pulled Lin Yuexun, who couldn't move, and retreated far away, and Lan Yuerong also consciously distanced herself, as she said, she would not interfere.

She looked at Qu Wudao with beautiful eyes, and muttered, "It's really good to be able to force Stinky Lao Jiu to this point." ”

Qiao Siquan's eyes were bloodshot, but he had a proud look.

"The ultimate shot, broken mirror reunion!"

"Buzz Buzz..."

The fragments of those silver spears did not scatter to the ground after they exploded, but were suspended in mid-air under the urging of Qiao Siquan's strong internal force, shaking and making a sound like a swarm of wild bees.

Qu Wudao was also taken aback, and said to himself: "With qi to resist things, he can actually do this!"

"Go!"

Qiao Siquan held his hand empty, as if he had thrown an invisible spear, and all the fragments in the air flew towards Qu Wudao.

This drained all his strength, making his face instantly pale.

Seeing the fragments flying, Qu Wudao didn't dare to slack off, and urged the thousand spell patterns up, and the red light around his body was sheng.

"Thousand Hands Divine Fist!"

The next moment, Qu Wudao burst out with a fist speed that was at least ten times faster than the previous Pansi Rouzhang, he didn't know what was strange about these fragments, but he believed that the strongest one would win, and with his own strength, there would be no problem in breaking these things head-on.

But just as he was about to shoot down the silver spear fragments one by one, a sudden change occurred.

Those originally small fragments were infinitely magnified in his eyes.

No, not magnified, but they became phantom-like things, with an ethereal sense of substance.

Those phantoms instantly became a human form, and each "person" held a silver spear in his hand!

These "people" are Qiao Siquan!

One, two, ten, countless Joss all armed with silver spears, overwhelmingly slaughtered Qu Wudao!

"I see!

Qu Wudao finally knew the mystery of this so-called "ultimate shot", among these scattered fragments, they were all poured into his gun intent by Qiao Siquan, and each fragment was equivalent to a Qiao Siquan!

What a terrible gun intent!

The Thousand Hands Divine Fist won fast and densely, and in a single breath, Qu Wudao and "Qiao Siquan" had already fought for dozens of rounds.

"Poof!"

Qu Wudao's hand was pierced, and although the Thousand Hands Divine Fist was fast, it was difficult to get cheap in the collision with this gun intent.

In an instant, several "Qiao Siquan" had already come closer, and Qu Wudao felt that his whole body had a sense of transparency.

It was a premonition of danger that would be pierced into a sieve by random guns!

The killing move, which is difficult to resist even with a thousand spell patterns, is indeed amazingly powerful.

"That's the only way to do it!"

Seeing that he was about to be overwhelmed by the gun intent, Qu Wudao's Thousand Spell Pattern Talisman was raised to a higher level again, and there was a constant sound of explosion of gun intent and talisman colliding all over his body.

The bloodstained text on the back of his neck revealed a strange red light that would make the rest of the bloodstains more vivid.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, everyone vaguely saw Qu Wudao's figure falling, and then brought up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

"Winner or loser?"

Joss is all about him...... You won't really kill the Twelve Immortals. ”

Lan Yuerong, who was not far away, put her hand on her slightly undulating chest, and for the first time there was a worried look in her eyes, but she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stinky Lao Jiu used that trick, which made me worry in vain. ”

The smoke cleared, revealing Qu Wudao's figure.

His legs were half kneeling, his upper body was leaning back, and blood was spilling from his mouth and nose.

In front of him, the fragments were gone, but a full silver spear was dead to his throat.

The tip of the spear was less than half an inch from his Adam's apple, and the sharp cold light irritated the skin on his throat with goosebumps.

But it was like an invisible wall of air, and even though the silver spear was still trying to move forward, it was difficult to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

"Whoa!"

Finally, after a few breaths, the silver spear gradually lost its luster and turned into a pile of fragments again, and this time it was exhausted and fell to the ground.

The arrogance on Qiao Siquan's face gradually dissipated, and coldness and calmness took over his expression again, only this time his eyes were obviously a little distracted.

"Infuse every fragment with gun intent, and then turn it back into a silver spear at the last moment, dealing a fatal blow to the enemy. ”

Qu Wudao's voice was a little unnaturally hoarse, and it was obvious that his throat was still injured.

"Broken Mirror Reunion, you did it, amazing. ”

Qiao Siquan calmed down a little, calmly faced his defeat, and said, "Can you tell me how you broke my broken mirror and reunited?"

"Listen," Qu Wudao's face was full of solemn expressions, as if announcing something solemn: "This is a fragment I found many years ago, most of the martial arts recorded on it have been lost, and its content is also obscure, which is very different from the practice of today's martial arts, and I only learned two of these tricks by imitating the imitation of a thousand spell patterns." ”

"If it is a complete set, there should be thirty-six moves, and this book is a peerless chapter. ”

"The one I used was one of the two tricks I've ever learned, and it's the strongest one I've ever seen. ”

"Qi Gang Qi Qi is one sect!"