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Leaving the Treasure Pavilion, Du Qing and Liu Xuan were walking on the street, and when they passed by a sedan chair, a loud shout came from the sedan chair, "Stop, let me fuck down the sedan chair." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Huh?" Du Qing, hearing someone calling him, stopped. Immediately afterward, he saw a humanoid figure step down from the palanquin behind him.

I saw that this humanoid creature was at least 1.8 meters tall, but it was very thin, and it was really skinny.

Dry and thin, the body has no two taels of meat, and it will definitely not exceed sixty catties.

One meter eight, sixty pounds?

Is this still human?

"Hell, uncle, this wind is really strong enough. As soon as the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect got out of the sedan chair, a breeze rushed in front of him, causing his body to shake a little.

Especially when he walked towards Du Qing, it seemed to be very difficult, but his face was indeed very arrogant.

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Du Qing was so frightened that he almost laughed, is this to trouble himself?

It was really a horror, he opened his mouth, and he couldn't say a word.

Du Qing really can't imagine, how can a person be funny like this?

Where is this person?

It's just a moving, talking pig!

It is a miracle that such a person can still live until now!

"It's really you!" The person who came finally came to Du Qing, who was less than five meters away from him, with a pair of concave and empty eyes.

He is the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect, this is the first time, someone dares to shoot his things!

"What if it's me?" Du Qing asked lightly.

"Hehe, hand over the things, otherwise, I want you to die!" said the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect arrogantly.

And Du Qing didn't show weakness, he just wanted to find out who the other party was.

Can't beat it?

There are so many hole cards, even if you can't kill the other party and want to escape, who can help him?

Knowing who wants to kill him, it's not easy to take revenge?

Of course, Du Qing will not run away unless it is absolutely necessary, after all, there is still Liu Xuan.

Okay!" The young master of the Xuanfeng Sect, who was holding a flickering cold sword, snorted coldly and said impatiently: "This is the end of the nonsense, now you can die!"

Dropping a word, the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect stopped talking nonsense, the long sword in his hand moved, the cold light shot out, his body jumped, and he flew towards Du Qing to kill!

The line was like lightning, very fast, which made Du Qing's eyes shrink.

The strong aura of death surged into his heart, where did he have time to scold his mother?

"Whoosh!"

Du Qing, who instantly pushed his speed to the extreme, toe to the ground, and easily dodged the other party's seemingly sharp sword!

"Huh?"

This sword was dodged by Qin Feng again, and it was real, very easy, and it was dodged without any luck.

This made the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, it seems that this person is not simple.

Du Qing, who had dodged the blow again, clearly knew that now was not the time to hide his cultivation at all, and with a flip of his hand, the cyan light exploded, and at the same time, the aura in his body also completely exploded in an instant.

Similarly, this also made the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect widen his eyes and open his mouth wide, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.

How could a person like him have cultivation?

It's not scientific!

"Shocked, right? This is just the beginning, and the more shocking is still to come!" Dropping a sentence, Du Qing didn't make any stops, his hands clenched into fists, and the extremely fast Xuanfeng Sect flew over.

In the past half a month, Du Qing has only improved his cultivation to the peak of qi transformation, and except for mastering some simple techniques similar to the fireball technique, he has not had time to cultivate any other techniques.

What kind of sword tricks, not to mention, not at all.

"Hmph!" Seeing Du Qing flying towards him, Xuanfeng Sect snorted coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, and said coldly: "Even if you are a master, what if you are a master, it's just a matter of effort!"

Not to mention the grandmaster, even if it is the peak of the grandmaster, he doesn't care about it, and he doesn't have any threat to him.

The battle between the two collided fiercely, sparks flew everywhere, and it was so dazzling on the street!

After experiencing the awesome effect of the metamorphosis recovery around him again and again, Du Qing was suddenly shocked, and he became arrogant, and shouted, "Young Master Ben is fighting with you!"

The fists seemed to be like meteorites, fiery red erupted, and at this moment, Du Qing was like a god of war.

Du Qing changed his normal state, as if he was crazy, in the face of the attack of the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect, he no longer dodged, and as if he was desperately trying to san lang, he slashed against the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect.

Du Qing fought against this young master of the Xuanfeng Sect, although it was very difficult, however, his physical recovery ability was close to perverted, although the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect was very strong, however, he was not afraid.

Du Qing is not afraid at all!

Du Qing, who was desperate, made the eyes of the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect shrink, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. He was a dead man, but he was also a living man, hungry if he didn't eat, and hurt when he was wounded.

However, Du Qing was like losing his sense of pain, and he was not afraid of pain and exchanged injuries for injuries!

The battle of the masters is really terrifying!

After more than ten minutes of fighting, almost no part of Du Qing's body was intact, and it was densely packed with holes like thin strips.

Du Qing, who was dressed like a strip of cloth, looked quite scary, but except for the moment when he was cut, he grinned in pain, and then it didn't hurt at all, and there was no.

On the other hand, the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect was scarred and in pain, and the wounds on his body were definitely not much less than Du Qing.

The blood kept pouring out, and his facial muscles cramped in pain.

And in the eyes he looked at Du Qing, there was no disdain and ridicule, only fear.

Is this still a human being?

I, the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect, was so seriously injured that I was almost unconscious in pain.

But Du Qing was still alive and well, as if he was not injured.

Terrifying, right?

"Whoop, whoop, whoop......"

There were dozens of wounds all over his body, and blood was still bubbling out, kneeling on one knee on the ground, the young master of the Xuanfeng Sect with a long sword, his mouth was extremely white.

Come to think of it, the face wrapped in wounds is definitely not good.

In such a rainstorm, Du Qing could see him sweating.

"Doesn't it hurt? I told you a long time ago, and the shock is still to come. ”

Seeing the other party's appearance, Du Qing waved his sword and said coldly: "Hehe, no one can grab the things I auctioned yet!"

"I'll tell you, my name is Du Qing, and I was injured today, but you failed, next time, if you come again, I am always welcome, at that time, I will definitely kill you with one move!"

After speaking, Du Qing stood proudly, his body was erect, and Liu Xuan behind him had a smile on his face.