"Gun repair......" Seeing Song Qing's gradual momentum, Xia Mu raised his eyebrows.

Speaking of which, the spear used by the other party is very similar to his own immortal halberd to some extent. As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, in battle, the longer the weapon, the faster it can attack the opponent, so it is best to be able to fight in close combat with gun repair.

Of course, a really powerful gun cultivator, even in hand-to-hand combat, the spear in his hand can still exert an extremely terrifying attack.

Twisting his body slightly, the red spiritual power that enveloped Xia Mu's body all converged on the palm of his hand, and turned into a pair of fist gloves under a condensation, and under the attack of the two fists, there was a sound of physical collision.

"Hubris. Seeing that Xia Mu didn't even sacrifice the spirit weapon, Song Qing held the palm of the spear, which looked a little pale because of the force: "You will pay enough for your light enemy." ”

The cold voice suddenly sounded from Song Qing's mouth, and I saw that the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and the whole person suddenly rose into the air, and at the tip of the gun, the aura condensed, and then condescendingly stabbed out in the direction where Xia Mu was. In an instant, countless gun shadows appeared, enveloping the battlefield.

The powerhouse of the Great Perfection of Enlightenment charged a blow, and its speed and sprinting power exploded, and it also set off a wave of qi. In the face of Song Qing's merciless fierce attack, Xia Mu's face remained calm, and under the soles of his feet, a faint red spiritual power exploded instantly, and his body flickered, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

Suddenly losing the target of the attack, Song Qing's face did not have the slightest look of panic, and the spiritual power in his body rolled and gathered on his eyes, and then he suddenly reflexively stabbed with a spear in his hand.

"Ding!"

The sound of the gold and iron clashing with sparks splattered out in the field, and Song Qing's spear that stabbed behind him was actually resisted by Xia Mu's fist, and the terrifying shock power from the tip of the gun actually made Song Qing faintly unable to grasp it.

"This guy's strength is a little too terrifying, isn't it, even if it's a fierce beast of the same level, it's not so exaggerated?" Feeling the power of the shock transmitted back from the spear, under Song Qing's calm face, there was a faint monstrous storm and waves.

Xia Mu naturally didn't know what Song Qing was thinking, and he stepped forward with a burst of inspiration under his feet, and the fist wrapped in the spiritual power fist was unceremoniously bombarded at Song Qing. And the black spear in Song Qing's hand, in the melee battle at this moment, has become a little cumbersome, and in the face of Xia Mu's repeated attacks, he can only passively parry and defend.

But Song Qing is a master of using a gun after all, even under Xia Mu's offensive that weighs more than 10,000 catties, he gradually stabilized his position, and the exquisite marksmanship of a move was displayed by his hands, and he actually took Xia Mu's attack to all of them, and as time went by, the latter also gradually launched a fierce counterattack, waving the spear, sometimes like a dragon poking its head, sometimes like a poisonous snake ambushing, every time it is deployed, it can attack the enemy and save it.

On the battle platform, between the two figures, invisible waves of qi swept out, and under the spread of ripples, they continued to sweep in all directions.

"Bang!"

Wrapped in spiritual power, Xia Mu's palm reached out and grabbed the tip of the black spear, and his free left hand shook Song Qing hard, and when the qi wave spread, Song Qing's feet slipped and withdrew four or five feet away, but on the other hand, Xia Mu stood in place without moving.

Under the battle platform, those monks who saw that Xia Mu dared to grab the tip of the spear with his bare hands couldn't help but feel frightened by his terrifying body.

"I think, if you don't show some housekeeping skills, not only you, I'm afraid even Song Jiangshan's face will be a little unbearable. A punch shook Song Qing back, and Xia Mu said lightly.

Hearing this, the corners of Song Qing's mouth were filled with a sneer, his black eyes suddenly appeared with a touch of blood red, the spiritual power in his body suddenly ran to the extreme, and the spiritual light on his body suddenly soared.

At this moment, Song Qing's face was hideous, his eyes widened angrily, completely ignoring the fact that the spiritual power in his body was already overloaded, and the cyan robe was windless.

At the same time, red blood vessels emerged from the surface of Song Qing's body like spider webs, layer upon layer, and soon spread to Song Qing's whole body. These blood vessels were like living creatures, swimming on the surface of Song Qing's body, emitting a faint demonic blood light.

"As you wish, I will solve you in one move. ”

At this moment, Song Qing was like a bloody man, holding the spear with his right hand and waving one arm, and then the tip of the spear pointed directly at Xia Mu.

I saw Song Qing's body bow slightly, like a dragon lying on the ground, and then the soles of his feet kicked the ground violently, holding the spear with both hands, and then the gun came out like a dragon, and the whole person turned into a bloody lightning. On the black spear, the blood-colored spiritual power wrapped the entire spear in the tumbling room, and then under the transformation of the spiritual power, the blood light was filled, and it faintly turned into a blood Jiao, and the position of the head of the Jiao was the tip of the black spear.

The blood Jiao of a long length condensed and formed, opened its teeth and danced its claws, and then set off the blood light that walked around its body, which was lifelike.

Spiritual energy condensation, this is something that a Blood Refining Realm cultivator can also do, but if you want to compress your spiritual power into a near-physical entity like Song Qing, and condense it without dispersing, you must cultivate above the realm of enlightenment, and this is why you can only practice runes when you reach the realm of the Fetal Palace. Because only the cultivators of the fetal palace realm will have enough spiritual power in their bodies to condense enough, and the drawn spiritual power runes can stay between heaven and earth for a short time, and below the fetal palace realm, even if they can draw runes in the air, they will quickly dissipate between heaven and earth because the spiritual power is not condensed enough.

At this time, this Song Qing didn't know what kind of secret method he had cast, although the whole person looked bloody and terrifying, but he had already mastered part of the ability of the fetal palace realm.

Under Song Qing's control, the long blood Jiao rushed towards Xia Mu, and through the slightly empty blood Jiao, he could vaguely see Song Qing's hideous and terrifying face hidden under the blood light.

Looking at the blood Jiao that was sharply enlarged in the line of sight, Xia Mu's eyes closed slightly, and the moment he opened it the next moment, Xia Mu's eyes suddenly became dark and deep, and the seemingly terrifying speed of the blood Jiao fell into Xia Mu's eyes at this moment, and it instantly became a little sluggish.

I saw Xia Mu's left hand raised, the palm of the five fingers slightly bent downward, the right hand clenched into a fist on the waist, the whole person squatted slightly, and the majestic red spiritual power erupted along the pores on the surface of the body, converging on the right fist. In the end, including his right fist, Xia Mu's whole person was wrapped in a steady stream of spiritual power.

At this moment, the spiritual power is like a tide, the fist is soaring to the sky, looking from a distance, Xia Mu, who is in a good posture, has a dignified momentum like a mountain, and is as calm as thick soil.

"Break, Decepticon. ”

At this moment, Xia Mu's eyes shot out two rays of spiritual light, accompanied by a deafening shout from his throat, opening the mountain to fight the third form, in this case, it was opened by Xia Mu.

The fist of red flames swirled around it, like a comet falling, and under the gaze of everyone, it collided heavily with the blood Jiao.

"Boom!"

The two collided, and a dull explosion sounded instantly, and the fist in the sky was like a devastating one, tearing the blood Jiao apart in an instant, and then Song Qing's hand trembled, and the spirit weapon spear suddenly took off.

The blood in the sky suddenly disappeared.

"How can this be ......"

Song Qing's hideous smile instantly froze on his face, and before he even had time to think about it, a fist wrapped in red flames slammed into his abdomen.

"I think the one who really needs to abolish the cultivation should be you. Slowly retracting his fist, Xia Mu turned his back to Song Qing and said lightly.

And as Xia Mu's voice fell, just when everyone in the audience was still confused, a dull roar suddenly came from Song Qing's body, and then everyone saw that the blood light spiritual power that was swirling on Song Qing's body was actually dissipating at an extremely terrifying speed. And with the dissipation of this blood light spiritual power, Song Qing's cultivation was actually declining bit by bit.

With a pale face, Song Qing lowered his head with some difficulty and looked at his abdomen, he could sense that an extremely brutal fist force was rampage through his body without any scruples. The explosion of this fist completely destroyed the four major acupuncture points in his body.

"Poof......

Song Qing suddenly coughed up blood violently, his eyes stared at Xia Mu who turned to leave, and his finger was pointed at the latter, but he was stunned for a long time and couldn't say a word, and finally fell on his back with his eyes closed, and completely fainted.

Under the crowded battle platform, there was a deathly silence, and then there were some sounds of cold air, and the monks looked at Xia Mu again, and there was obviously a trace of inexplicable awe, and some monks who originally wanted to challenge on the stage also hesitated in their hearts after seeing Song Qing's miserable and embarrassed appearance at the moment.

Song Qing's name, although not as famous as the twelve heroes of Dongzhou, but looking at the entire Dongzhou, he is also a very high-ranking master, anyone who wants to challenge Song Jiangshan needs to defeat Song Qing first, so that he has the qualifications to challenge the twelve masters of Dongzhou.

Therefore, this Song Qing is called the 'gatekeeper' among the young generation in Dongzhou, and he guards the ladder road to the peak of the young generation in Dongzhou.

But now, the gatekeeper has been defeated at the hands of a young man who is several years younger than himself. Although some people had anticipated this outcome in advance from the beginning of the challenge, when the facts were in front of them, everyone still felt a little shaken in their hearts.

And in this strange quiet atmosphere, Xia Mu, who had walked to the edge of the battle platform, turned around, looked at the many challengers in the audience, and said lightly: "Next." ”

As Xia Mu's words came out, everyone looked up at the young man standing on the battle platform, his slender body was as straight as a sword, and his handsome face had a perseverance far beyond that of his peers. Especially at this moment, the rock-solid and firm eyes in the young man's eyes seemed to be silently telling everyone that no matter what the cost, he would defeat the enemies in front of him one by one, and then never stop moving forward.

At this moment, the more than 2,000 monks under the battle platform looked at the young man on the stage, and they were unexpectedly silent, and no one dared to challenge on the stage easily.

Because they felt a courageous momentum from Xia Mu, the latter's firm eyes made them understand that the young man in front of them already had the courage to become a strong man, as long as he was given enough time to grow, the top ladder in Dongzhou in the future would definitely have a place for this young man.

"Hehe, he is worthy of being the uncrowned king of this introductory trial of the Qiankun Holy Academy, and his strength is really good!"

Just when everyone in the audience was silent, on the black stone pillar, there was a figure slowly standing up from the cross-kneeled state, and as this person's words came out, a fierce aura also rippled at this moment.

In front of everyone's eyes, this person stepped heavily on the black stone pillar under his feet, and the whole person flew in the air, and finally fell heavily on the battle platform like a cannonball. The terrifying impact made this battle platform tremble by three points.

Looking coldly at the tall man in front of him with an extremely fierce breath, a sneer appeared on the corner of Xia Mu's mouth:

"Song Jiangshan, can't you finally sit still?"