Chapter 317: Fighting (II) (2)

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"Huh, it's vulnerable."
Seeing Qin Sheng's Yuanli Condensing Shield was easily broken, Zhao Qingcang's handsome and white sick face showed a scorn of disdain.
Although Qin Sheng's Yuanli's vigor is not weaker than that of the psychic realm, plus the help of the soul seal, the shield formed from the condensed shield can still work if it faces ordinary psychic realm attacks, but in the face of Zhao Qingcang is a genius-level warrior in the later stage of soul-hunting.
The fire was almost after all.
As soon as the Yuanli shield was broken, Qin Sheng felt an extremely severe gale rushing towards his face, and his face was still very calm and unhurried, and he did not show a gloomy look.
Under the gaze of many gloating eyes, Qin Sheng poked out his hands like lightning, as fast as Ssangyong went to sea.
"Prisoner!"
Qin Sheng's hand flashed a cyan streamer, looking very extraordinary, flowing a faint rune, catching two spears from one hand in one hand.
Zhao Qingcang glanced at everything, flashing pitying glances, mockingly: "Oh, how can I grab the spear of my strength with my bare hands, and I can't live without it!"
How sharp the war spear is, although it can't be compared to the real one-stripe rune, but Zhao Qingcang, a master of the later period of the soul realm, is definitely not a low-level warrior like the Tongmai realm who can only bear the physical body!
"Click ~~"
With a quick twist of Qin Sheng, he crushed the two spears in an instant and radiated them into chaotic element.
Zhao Qingcang's ridicule had not yet faded away. Seeing such a powerful scene of Qin Sheng, his face solidified immediately, and he looked at Qin Sheng's hands inconceivably.
"It has some strength."
After a few breaths, Zhao Qingcang returned to his mind, and Junlang's face showed a dignified color, took a deep breath, and said, "I confess to belittle you."
If it is an ordinary low-level warrior with the Jiumai pulse, even if he opens the nine heavenly ranks, the power of Yuanli is at best comparable to that of the soul-hunting martial arts. Zhao Qingcang did not expect that Qin Sheng's physical body was so arrogant that he would grab it with his bare hands The war spear united by his strength.
In the air, Yun Lan and Xia Bingning stepped on the void. Xia Bingning's beautiful eyes were a little worried, with a dignified appearance.
"Qin Sheng and Zhao Tong can suppress. Although Zhao Qingcang's strength is better than Zhao Tong, but with Qin Sheng's character, he will never fight unsure." Yun Lan sent a message to Xia Bingning, comforting.
After hearing that, Xia Bingning's pretty face could not help but a flush appeared. She glanced away and explained, "I'm just afraid that he will die, and no one will help me to heal."
"Can he help you?"
Yun Lan Yuyan was full of shock. She knew very well that her schoolgirl was seriously ill. She did not expect that Qin Sheng could not only relieve the poison of the corpse king, but also help Xia Bingning to treat her since she was a child. The senior alchemists are strangely helpless.
This deeply shocked Yun Lan.
"Yes, but for the time being, it can only be suppressed. It's still a little short of a complete cure." Xia Bingning nodded, and said in a voice.
Yun Lan's mind buzzed, and Feng Mu once again shrouded Qin Sheng, who fell on the battle platform, and had a bold idea in his heart.
"If Qin Sheng can cure her sister's serious illness, she may be able to awaken Grandpa." Yun Lan secretly said.
"If this is the case, we must keep Qin Sheng today. No one can move him!"
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