Chapter 580: My teacher said

The long sword is glaring and inspiring, although it hasn't moved yet, but it has been rolled up in the void.
"No hope--"
"It's a half-step magic weapon, Cang Yumen's big handwriting!"
"A disciple who is a double-minded master in Ningmai Realm has a half-step spirit. In this game, I am afraid that in a split second, he will win.
"Cultivation of the Four Immortals, Dan Weapon Array, and Broken Star Tower, even if the runes and formations are stronger, it is only an auxiliary. It can't resist for a long time before the real strength, especially the opponent now has such a weapon."
Talk about it all around.
At this moment, even the monks who originally thought that there was a glimmer of hope in the Broken Star Tower also changed their tone.
The effect of the half-step spirit is evident.
"This Shenhuang actually has this kind of weapon. Cang Yumen seems to really cultivate him well." Looking at the blue sword, Lin Miaoran couldn't help it.
However, at this time, she found that Chu Yan's expression did not show the slightest worry, but instead there was a slight sneer on the corner of her mouth.
"Aren't you worried?" Lin Miaoran blinked.
"No." Chu Yan shook his head. "Half-step magic weapon, this kind of weapon depends on who holds it. It doesn't have the strongest weapon, only the strongest monk. In this regard, I'm right to A Qing Have absolute confidence. "
When the two talked, the match had already begun.
Suddenly, the blue sword-mang, like the raging tide of the sea, swept away towards Shen Qing.
Suddenly, the sharp swords and awns all around each other, like torrential rain, thunder and lightning, and everyone watching from afar, couldn't help feeling the trembling of the spirit, a rumbling sound coming from their ears, and their breathing to stop.
"Good strength!"
"Is this a double-up of Ningmai?"
There was a burst of exclaiming in the stands around.
"Cousin, you want to lose!" After Jianmang, Shen Huang sneered again and again.
This sword sealed all vitality. Shen Huang believed that Shen Qing could not resist it, only a pale end.
"Wind Moon Flurry!"
Shen Qing's gaze was still unshakable. When everyone thought she was about to avoid it quickly, Shen Qing stepped forward and rushed towards Jianmang, slashing with a huge axe, violently swept, and gave a huge sound. An illusion that the void is about to be blasted.
"She's crazy!"
"That's a half-step magic weapon, so straight forward, does she want to die!"
"This is a dead end!"
Many people were stunned by Shen Qing's actions, and their eyes were rounded.
boom!
The giant axe and Jianmang violently collided instantly, and a thunderous noise broke out.
The flashing sparks instantly turned into a dazzling fire dragon, which stretched, extended, and spread toward the surroundings, stabbing people's eyes with soreness, and burst into tears.
At this moment, the air seemed to burn, transpiration frantically, like a golden snake dancing wildly.
Shen Huang's brows frowned, and there was a sore sensation in her arm, and she couldn't help whispering, "Great strength."
Shen Qing's strength was so great that he unexpectedly, so that the blasted sword horn was smashed in a layer.
"But it's only one level, falling rain and spinning!"
With a sigh of coldness from Shen Huang, the blue sword-mansions skyrocketed again, like a torrential rain, and in a flash, the whole axe was involved.
Crackling!
The power of the half-step spirit is at its best at this moment.
Shen Qing's huge axe was rolled by Jianmang, and it was chopped into pieces.
Che Lunda's small axe was thrown in the air, and in an instant, it was cut into several pieces.
"You lost." Destroying Shen Qing's weapon, Shen Huang smiled arrogantly, and had a good idea.
Many disciples in the stands also shook their heads secretly at the moment: "The first game of the Broken Star House has been lost."
But at this time, Shen Qing accelerated sharply after the axe fragmented.
Taking advantage of Jianmang's opportunity to sweep the giant axe, she was shocked by the same rush, and rushed to Shen Huang's approach.
The speed was too fast. Shen Huang, who originally believed that the other party had lost, even reacted after a short stint.
Because of his marvelous work, Shen Qing seized the opportunity and came to him.
The arm waved like a bow with a force, and Shen Qing made five fingers into her claws, and then pressed down towards the other side.
"Angry Dragon Strangling!"
Suddenly, Shen Huang's eyes flashed: "Dare to attack, I think you don't want this hand!"
When Jianmang moved, in a twinkling, it became a large, shrouded in Shen Qing's arm.
If Shen Qing's arm was caught in it, it would immediately be smashed into pieces like the giant axe before.
However, at this moment, Shen Qing's shot speed was much faster than Shen Huang's imagination.
Her arms, like the angry dragon exploring the river, passed instantly through the gap between the sword and awns, and her five fingers fell on Shen Huang's wrist.
At this moment, Shen Huang only felt the pain of his wrist as if penetrated by thousands of steel needles.
The blood arrows shot out, and the pain into the marrow made Shen Huang can't help but let out a sore, half-step magic weapon in his hand, he couldn't hold it for a while.
"Asshole!" Shen Huang was shocked and furious, with pain and pain, a flick of his wrists, swiftness of sword-swords, turning into a straight line, cutting towards Shen Qing, at the same time using his body skills, and quickly retreated.
"Feather soars!"
Originally, I hoped to use this sword to force Shen Qing back. After pulling back a distance from the opponent, I would launch an attack again. After all, there is a half-step magic weapon in hand. Shen Huang still feels absolutely sure to defeat Shen Qing.
But at this time, Shen Huang felt an incredible scene appeared.
Shen Qing didn't retreat!
The look of her eyes did not change at all!
Huh!
At this moment, Jian Mang had already brought out a blood line in Shen Qing's arm.
The two wounds even had deep bones visible.
But Shen Qing didn't seem to feel it at all.
She took another step forward.
This step, in the eyes of Shen Huang, looked like a thunder kick, stepping on his heart, making him breathless.
"You mad-" Shen Huang stared with wide eyes and couldn't help blurting out.
"The teacher told me that once I retire, I must lose!" Shen Qing's eyes were cold, but at this moment, the whole body broke out with incomparable strength. "So, I can't retreat!"
Facing Jianmang, Shen Qing's five fingers re-strengthened.
With a bang, Shen Huang's wrist exploded with a horrible blood flower, and the half-step spirit weapon came out, spinning at a high speed in the air, as if a windmill flew out, and a bang, chajin landed.
At the moment, Shen Huang's body was shocked by the giant force at the moment, and she even backed up more than ten feet. Then she barely stabilized her body, her eyes showed a variety of expressions of fear, confusion, confusion, and shame, looking at Shen Qing.
His left hand covered his right wrist.
Thick blood was pouring from his fingers.
The terrible pain, at this moment, made Shen Huang feel that his teeth were about to bite.
But this time, he felt more and still endless humiliation.
At this time, in the direction he was facing, Shen Qing fell on both feet with blood dripping from his arms, two wounds, fleshy skin, and faint bones, but she didn't even have a wave of eyes.
"The advantage of your half-step spirit is no longer there."
At this time, Shen Qing said something like burning fire.