Chapter 162: Shock

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Chapter 162 Shock
The audience was silent, and the needle drop was audible. The performance of 2,000 people was so quiet!
From the moment the two started confronting each other to the violent collision at this moment, it seemed as if it was just a moment, and it seemed like a long time, but all the crickets were awakened by the violent crushing of Qin Ming at this moment.
Li Nian hit the hardest stone on Wutai fiercely, and felt that his body was cut off by the waist, his chest and abdomen twitched fiercely, and a spit of blood spewed out, and his delicate body flexed unnaturally.
Qin Ming shot like electricity, before waiting for her body to fall to the ground, she held her throat in a hand, and pushed hard into the air.
The tragic and dark air invaded her head, it was the murderous spirit of Shura sword!
Li Nian's screams came to an abrupt end, her pupils enlarged, her mouth was wide, and her whole body was stiff. The holy charm of Pentium in her body was disintegrated and dissipated. The dark, bruised body collapsed softly, and was lifted up in the air by Qin Ming's sturdy right hand.
The picture seems to freeze at this moment!
The whole hall remained silent and scared? Still shocking? Wrong, still I!
The personal disciples took a cool breath, and they all felt like they were overpowered.
Qin Ming held Li Nian high, his brows frowned slightly, trying to remember the scene just now, Li Nian seemed to be awake? At the moment when all the characters were recovered to her body, her consciousness suddenly seemed to be restored, were those spells forcibly clearing the killing thoughts?
This cold charm is indeed a bit powerful.
However, the Shura sword did not disappoint Qin Ming, and instantly broke through the cold spell, hitting Li Nian.
He never expected that the Shura knife was absolutely invincible, and his power was abnormal enough.
The five elders exchanged their gazes, and they saw the dignity in each other's eyes. The Shura knife was really horrible. This is tantamount to invincibility. Even Jin Nian's disciples such as Li Nian were killed in seconds. How can others resist?
Ding Dian and they were also stunned. They thought that Qin Ming and Li Nian had both been promoted to the Xuanwu Realm, and the gap was not so great.
The monster smiled brightly, and the Shura sword did not let her down, and she was not resisted by the cold curse. This Li Nian was also conceited. When she came up, she directly confronted Qin Ming's strongest move, and made it clear that she was not afraid to challenge Qin Ming directly.
The atmosphere was fast and hot, all kinds of exclamation sounded, they were deeply shocked.
Spike? This is simply a spike!
Li Nian, disciple Jin Ye, the existence they looked up to was killed by Qin Ming directly!
They guessed that Qin Ming was different, but did not expect it to be so abnormal.
Qin Ming put Li Nian on the Wutai.
Many disciples ran up in a panic, checked their injuries and treated them in a timely manner.
Qin Ming's expression of grief and unhappiness calmed down, spreading Razer, and invited Zhang Lan and Murong to fight: "Who's next?"
The faces of Murong Chong and Zhang Lan were ugly, and they were gnawing there as if they had eaten a dead fly. Today is their deliberate battle for fame. They will step back to the top of Zongmen under the reputation of Qin Mingxiu Luozi, but how could they have thought of such a result.
Li Nian's cold love curse was broken like paper paste, wouldn't they still be able to guard against the Shura sword? At that time, going up one, being beaten up one, going up one, hitting one, is not enough to shame!
How could this be?
Shouldn't be!
The Leng Qing curse was enlightened from the Lingbao ten thousand years ago, and should be able to prevent Qin Ming's killing thoughts.
They are really hard to accept!
I was looking forward to crushing Qin Ming.
"Brother Murong, what should I do?" They couldn't calm down.
Murong stretched her face, what should I do? I also want to know what to do. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was rocking my own feet.
"Two brothers, who is going?" Qin Ming invited to fight again.
"Come on, go on, it's over before it even starts." The crowd shouted, but was stared at by other disciples.
Mu Cheng Shen said: "Zhang Lan, directly explain to Qin Ming, recognize the power of his Shura sword, and hope to exchange ideas in other martial arts. As long as Qin Ming does not need the Shura sword, you have a chance to win."
"This is your way?" Zhang Lan's face was not good-looking. He was a disciple of Jin Mao, with his own dignity and arrogance, and could not say anything like Mu Cheng. Qin Ming's strongest was the Shura sword, which directly restricted him from using it? If Qin Ming also comes, I recognize your strongest martial arts, you do n’t have to use it either, we two confronted each other in physical skills, how did he pick it up?
"What else, you two go together."
Zhang Lan and Murong Chong are even more unwilling to go together? It's shameful to win, and even more shameful to lose!
Murong Chong suddenly said: "Brother Mu Cheng, you go. Only you can suppress Qin Ming."
Zhang Lan nodded immediately: "Yes! The cold spell cannot be completely useless. You are so high in the realm that you may be able to resist the Shura sword."
Mu Cheng was a little hesitant. After all, Xuanwu Realm was different from Lingwu Realm. A higher level of Xuanwu Realm was equal to absolute suppression. If he went to war, wouldn't he be bullish. It wo n’t matter if you win a wonderful game, what if you have a disastrous victory? Would it be no different from defeat.
"Brother Mu Cheng, are you afraid?" Murong Chong and Zhang Lan stimulated him. They will never go to war, they can only let Mu Cheng go, otherwise they will be really embarrassed today.
Mu Cheng clenched his fists, and his heart was filled with war.
The golden sword behind him issued a harsh sword groan, the golden sword became more and more fierce, the golden sword has the same mind as the owner, and has been eager to try.
They hesitated here, and the disciples in the audience couldn't wait.
"Get started quickly. Whose turn?"
"Brother Zhang Lan, optimistic about you, come on!"
"Brother Murong, let Qin Ming see your endless fantasy sea!"
"Don't you be scared?"
The disciples in the audience are clamoring more and more. They have just been calmed down, but they are not enjoyable. It is like looking at Qin Ming's Shura sword and seeing more exciting duels.
Qin Ming's eyes moved from Zhang Lan to Mu Cheng. "Brother Mu Cheng, are you interested in playing against me?"
"Qin Ming invited Mu Cheng to fight?"
"Mu Cheng is now Xuanwu Dual Sky."
"Every day in Xuanwu Realm there is a huge gap. Qin Ming is really bold and directly challenged."
"Brother Mu Cheng, fight!"
A large number of disciples in the audience cheated, and today's game is more exciting than expected.
More and more people are looking at Mu Cheng, especially those who are personally disciples, and also want to see if Qin Ming has the ability to challenge in Xuanwu Realm. They might be sneered by other people as a joke, but Qin Ming's performance just shocked them, maybe ... he can really make a miracle.
"Brother Mu Cheng, please?" Qin Ming spread his hands, the black gas lingering and transpiration, the invisible murderousness pervaded the audience again. His eyes were sharp and Mu Cheng was staring closely. The mighty warfare was raging all over the body, burning like fire, his hands clenched hard and spreading out, each of them exuding more intense black gas, turning fiercely in the palm of his hand.
Two black airs and two small whirlwinds each gave birth to two Shura knives.
"Two Shura knives?" Zhang Lan and Murong Chong looked ugly, how could they fight!
Mu Cheng stared coldly at Qin Ming, trying not to let himself see the two whirlwinds, but his eyes started to be pulled a little bit there, like two dead black holes, filled with cold attractiveness. Human souls are drawn in, frozen!
"Brother Mu Cheng, are you going to fight?" Qin Ming controlled the two Shura knives and had already confronted Mu Cheng.
"Mu Cheng! Mu Cheng !!!" Many disciples started to coax and shouted neatly.
Those good Mu Cheng disciples also began to shout.
The golden sword behind Mu Cheng trembled fiercely, shining golden light. His arms became tighter and tighter, and his blue arms covered his arms.
To fight?
He really wanted to teach Qin Ming hard.
but……
Li Nian's fiasco made him hesitate. If Li Nian can persist for a while, Qin Ming's strength is still within the expected range. But now, how strong is Qin Ming? He looked at the two flying knives, and his heart slowly grew cold.
Mu Cheng's eyes light suddenly condensed, sober, no, how could I be afraid!
"Brother Mu Cheng! Are you going to fight? You asked me to perform at Wu Wuchang and just entertain?" Qin Ming saw hesitation from Mu Cheng's eyes, and he was no longer sharp and arrogant.
"I guess Mu Cheng dare not take part in the battle." Demon looked at the confrontation on the field with excitement, it seemed more interesting than watching Bi Wu.
"why?"
"He's afraid of losing!"
Some middle-aged disciples started talking softly. "Mu Cheng is hesitating, and he will be afraid if hesitates for a long time."