1150 The First Battle of the Seven Sons (5)
In the battle just now, she was carelessly stroking the piano, as if she was outside the world and made people forget.
It wasn't until this moment that Qi Ming suddenly woke up.
Just now he will draw a circle to set a new challenge rule, just because he saw this girl.
He intuitively felt that this girl's strength was extraordinary, and he was eager to explore.
Qi Ming's eyes flashed, and he was about to speak.
But suddenly, the girl's action of plucking the strings suddenly changed.
The sound of Zheng Zheng, accompanied by the rippling spiritual power, reverberated through the heavens and the earth.
【Sound Breath】Activate!
[Feather Thriller] is launched!
Qi Ming's face changed suddenly.
As if it was just a short moment, he felt that the momentum and rippling spiritual power of the six people surrounding him had completely changed.
The battle, from this moment, has only just begun.
......
Feeling the spiritual power slowly filling in his body, Yun Ruohan bowed his hand slightly towards Qi Ming: "Mentor, next, offended!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his long sword shook and hummed.
At the same moment, Leng Yumo's sword slashed over and intersected with his sword in the air.
Clang!
Metal crossing.
The next moment, it was a cloud-over-the-top spiritual power cleansing.
Qi Ming's face changed again, and he reacted extremely quickly to raise his sword to resist.
But it is that he has already used his spiritual power at great speed.
But he still felt a powerful sword blade like a hurricane with killing intent rushing towards him.
Qi Ming's body retreated sharply, and at the same time, the sword light in his hand danced like a net of heaven and earth.
When the sword light of Yun Ruohan and Leng Yumo's two swords was dispersed, Qi Ming's forehead was already slightly sweaty.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.
Qi Ming turned around suddenly, but only saw a light purple afterimage.
It's that tall beauty!
Ling Yusheng was originally the fastest of the six sons of Xiaoyao, and the most silent attack.
Otherwise, he couldn't wrap the silk thread around Qi Ming without Qi Ming paying attention.
But at this time, Ling Yusheng's speed was at least twice as fast as just now.
With Qi Ming's eyesight, he couldn't even see Ling Yusheng's movements and figure.
Qi Ming's eyes froze, his dantian spiritual power worked, and the long sword in his hand disappeared, turning into a palm, and shot out towards Ling Yusheng's afterimage.
Burst!
Ling Yusheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out, and fell heavily to the ground.
But there was a delicate and smug smile on his face.
Qi Ming's heart sank suddenly, and he was about to move, but he found that his body seemed to be bound by something and couldn't move.
And almost at the same moment, a huge figure fell from the sky.
It was a gorilla-like puppet.
Falling Rain's fingers hung high in the air, motionless as he manipulated the puppet.
At the last moment before Qi Ming broke the rope, the gorilla puppet suddenly grabbed Qi Ming's waist and threw him into the air.
"Dick!!"
Chu Moli let out a loud shout, and at the same time pressed the wheelchair mechanism.
A white light rushed into the air, but instead of attacking Qi Ming, it paused slightly in mid-air and slowly fell as if it had received some resistance.
Qin Jiu roared angrily, and his burly figure rose from the ground, stepping on the white light with one foot.
Punch out!
Bang!!!
The bluestone slab ground is shattered, the sand and gravel are flying, and the dust is all over the sky.
Qin Jiu's figure jumped to the ground from mid-air and stood behind Chu Moli.
Yun Ruohan, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng, and Lan Ruoyu are on two sides.
The passage vacated in the middle was the girl who gently plucked the strings.