Vol 2 Chapter 122: Defeat the masters of the environment
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Super Urban Master
- Peng Cheng Wan
- 1447 characters
- 2021-02-04 09:21:09
"Oh...."
The two women immediately smothered together.
Bai Yan’s moves are fierce and hot, and the tricks are directed at the key points and focus on the offense.
Shi Bingying's moves are elegant and elegant, with a soft focus, defensive, and defending.
This is not the key. The key point is that Shi Bingying was in the early stage of the early stage. In the middle of Bai Yan's early days, the two had a different grade. However, the effort of several strokes, Shi Bingying's elegant legs swept the belly of Bai Yan.
"Hey!"
Bai Yan made a scream, and the body flew backwards. He slammed into a big tree and fainted.
"Swallows." And Bai Hao, who was being killed in the air, heard the voice of Bai Yan. The old man who had always regarded his granddaughter as his own heart was screaming. This exclamation was unavoidable. Qin Hao seized the opportunity and the red in his hand. The blood knife slammed a few times, pulling out a knife mark in the air.
Bai Song was immediately forced to get up and down. The only shock in his heart was that he knew that he finally understood that Qin Hao’s killing of the eight masters such as Cangnan was not entirely luck and means. He had strong strength.
What he saw just now is an illusion. This guy is not the beginning of the immigration. He has the strength to compete against the realm of the realm, perhaps stronger than the master of the realm.
In fact, Qin Hao did not think of himself, the second-order warrior peak, actually powerful.
The situation is beyond the expectations of Bai Song, and he is beyond his control.
People always do this. Once things go beyond the original expectations and estimates, it is inevitable that some of them will be a little confused. In addition, Bai Yan’s pain caused Bai Song to distract him. He is still Qin Hao’s opponent, and he was caught by Qin Hao in an instant. File, a big foot on his chest.
"唔-." A sullen, white pine body hit a pointed stone below, if it is really hit, it is absolutely dead.
"Grandpa!" Bai Yan saw his grandfather slamming into the sharp stone, ignoring his pain and screaming in horror.
Fortunately, the master of the realm is the master of the realm, not the general master, just at the moment when he touched the sharp stone, Bai Song took a shot on the stone surface, and took advantage of the power of this palm to fly in the air. After a rib fight, it fell on the thick, soft leaves on the ground.
"It’s awkward."
At the moment of landing, it was a mountain here, the ground was not flat, he fell a few times, and finally managed to stand firm. The footsteps just stood firm, the throat was tight, and "wow", a blood spurted out, and the grass in front of him was immediately splashed and blood was dripping.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you, Grandpa, don't scare me, hehe." Bai Yan would be scared. She threw down the white pine and cried with his old body.
Bai Song forcibly suppressed the turbulent atmosphere in his body, his face calmly said: "Swallows, Grandpa is fine, don't worry."
Seeing that Bai Song is really okay, Bai Yan was relieved. Her grandfather was her biggest reliance. She was also her arrogant capital and backing. Without white pine, she was nothing. She was very clear, so she naturally refused to be white pine. Something went wrong.
"Zion, I didn't expect it to be a few months. Your strength has reached this level. You are very good." Bai Song squats at Qin Hao. His eyes are filled with shock and hot eyes. What this guy gets is What a resurgence of resources, a few months have the power of the environment, this is a goal that many people can hardly reach in their lifetime. Whether he is not a qualified person, and the strong support of the martial arts resources, it is impossible to become a master of the realm. Even so, it took him half a lifetime to reach this realm, but this is only a few months.
Thinking of this, Baisong would like to rush to the Qin Hao body to search for a clean, even inside. Pants are not let go, he knows, Qin Hao can have the current strength, with nothing to cultivate resources, he cultivates resources to him It is also too poor to be poor. Otherwise, it will not be rushing to the unnamed island for the low-level spirit grass.
"There are you, oh. People, dare to beat my granddaughter. From then on, my Kunshan pie and you Shu Jingzhai will not die." Bai Song bit his teeth, screaming at the face of Shi Bingying, the tone is naturally threatening.
Shi Bingying’s heart trembled, and Kunshan sent the top three of the sects. Shu Jingzhai is definitely not their opponent. If the Kunshan faction is provoked, Shu Jingzhai’s murder will not be fixed.
"Predecessors, one person to do things alone, is my granddaughter I played, directly to me, is not related to this door." Shi Bingying eagerly.
"Oh, it is necessary to destroy you Shu Jingzhai, otherwise, it is difficult to kill my grandmother's hatred." Bai Yan smashed again. Then she grabbed the long whip in the hands of Bai Song. "Grandpa, let me kill this man. Man."
At the end, the long whip in her hand angrily pointed out that Shi Bingying had to take it out, but she did not expect a "squeaky" sound. The long whip broke into several sections, leaving only half of the knot in her hands.
Both Bai Yan and Bai Song looked at the half-section of the whip with a look of horror, especially the white pine. The horror in the heart was more than the horror in the eyes. His long whip was passed to him by his master. After several generations of battles, even after encountering the so-called swords that have been cut into iron, they have not damaged half of the points. Now it has become a few sections. The degree of shock in his heart.
Bai Song looked at the blood-red scimitar in Qin Hao's hand, and the pupil kept shrinking.
This body is full of treasures. It is right for the six sects to plunder him. The only mistake is that they underestimate the strength of Qin Hao and underestimate the extent of his baby.
At this point, the red blood knife in Qin Hao’s hand made a tremor of trepidation, which seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the blood that had not been sucked.
The blood in Qin Hao's body was infected by the red blood knife, and the bathing eyes continued to rise. For a moment, he really wanted to carry this sword to kill all the people, and cut off everyone who could see it. Fortunately, the head constantly It is cool to pour down and keep him sensible. It is the effect of the spirit beads.
"Kunshan faction is right, it is very bullish, I am ruined." Although there is a spirited pearl to suppress the blood in his body, but at this time see Shi Bingying being threatened, the body still has a strong Killing the momentum.
When the words came out, Bai Song first glimpsed and immediately laughed. "A good man, even if you are powerful, do you think that with your own strength, dare to compete with my Kunshan school?"
"What kind of is in the Kunshan faction?" Qin Hao is quite disdainful. "It’s just a pseudo-Guwu martial art. You are not worthy of being arrogant in front of Laozi. Many of your best masters are only spiritual. I am really dealing with such a master. No, but just give me a year to destroy your Kunshan faction like a slaughtering cow."
This made Baisong’s heart suddenly shocked~EbookFREE.me~ This reminded him that Qin Hao is not aimless. With his current cultivation speed, it is possible to break through the spiritual environment in a short time. It’s only a matter of minutes to kill Kunshan. It’s not arrogant.
This son can't stay, otherwise it will be a bane to Kunshan.
However, with his current ability, he could not kill Qin Hao. He regretted that he should not run alone. He should call all the masters to come and kill Qin Hao. He did not believe that Qin Hao could resist all the masters.
Just as he thought about how to call other martial art people, a person rushed from the jungle.
"Grandpa, Swallow, how are you here? I am coming."
What both Baisong and Baiyan could not think of was that Yunlaifei was actually a Yunyifei.
He is coming out earlier than himself. How come here now?
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