"Fast speed!"

"Is this all the strength of Qi Ying?"

"But, the power is not enough, still can't hurt the firs? After all, there are a lot of means to use the power of the road to condense the firs. Where will it be simply attacked?"

In the gaze of everyone, Qi Yingru, like the arrow of the string, crossed the heavy air flow. (((卡蒂诺小说网lightnovelpub.net)))

After the blood is fully stimulated, although it will still be affected by the force of ice and cold, Qi Ying will not be frozen and unable to move.

The suppression of the power of the Tao exceeds the field of the emperor.

Qi Ying must let the blood vessels completely burned, so as not to become an ice sculpture.

It is getting closer and closer.

Qi Ying lifted the **** veins and turned the hard claws, and grabbed the firs!

Oh!

The claw wind seems to be able to tear the space. A illusory shape resembling a goshawk is looming behind Qi Ying.

Goshawk illusion claw!

This is the first martial arts of Qi Ying's practice. The power is not strong in the lowest martial arts.

However, under the imperial practice of Qi Ying, who practiced the true martial arts solution, the power of the eagle illusion claws is hundreds of millions of times. Its power is more than that of the magical powers that destroy the heavens and the earth. Qi Ying is in a state of blood stimulation. This martial art is a melee attack, and the power is enlarged to maximize.

Boom!

The claws fell heavily.

Contrary to it, it is the long blue sword in the hands of the fir.

"It's so cold!"

Qi Ying felt that there was a fierce cold force that invaded the body through the scales outside the body, and there was a feeling of being cold.

This long sword is not a Taoist.

However, the power of the way to seal the firs is hidden, even if it is only gently touched, it will be attacked by a lot of ice and cold.

On the black claws, a layer of frost was formed.

"Quick speed!"

Qi Ying began a fierce attack, and his hands and claws continued to explore and capture.

The martial arts who are imprinted in the depths of his soul have been liberated at this moment.

The claw method, the boxing method, the body method Qi Ying used the fastest speed, the most fierce offensive, so that people who can see him attack, each one is dizzying, and even surprising.

"I really didn't expect Qi Ying to have such strength."

"We have underestimated him before, and when he defeated the blood, he did not do his best!"

"The ability to release these attacks at such a high frequency, his explosive power is not weak, I am afraid that most of the appraisers in this assessment are not his opponents."

"He still can't beat the fir."

Everyone thinks so.

Because, at this time, the battle is still tilting towards the fir!

Although Qi Ying is the active offensive side, no matter how fierce his attack is, he has not broken the defense of the fir.

The ethereal sword is enough to block most of Qi Ying’s attacks.

and.

Even if Qi Ying sometimes has one or two attacks that can pass through the impenetrable sword shadow, when attacking the fir-covered body, the surface of the fir will automatically surface with an ice blue armor to help seal the fir. attack.

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A **** of snow and ice splashed out.

The fir-faced face does not change color to meet Qi Ying’s offensive, and the ethereal swordsmanship makes the people who see it all admire.

"Beautiful sword!"

"It's not the kind of imaginary flower shelf, but the gorgeous moves also contain a lot of power! Qi Ying's strong attack can resist it."

Huh

Qi Ying is not getting angry.

The swordsmanship of the firs is indeed brilliant, and it is better than itself.

For a time, it was impossible to break the defense of the fir.

in fact.

This sword is nothing, and the power of Qi Ying is enough to destroy the sword.

However, in every sword that seals the firs, it contains the power of the cold road, which greatly weakens the power of Qi Ying.

Moreover, Qi Ying’s offensive as the beginning of the rainbow became more and more slow, and the strength of every move was also getting smaller.

This is a long time.

In the battle, the firs are increasingly dominant.

!

An ordinary parry block, and then burst out is a large stream of cold, all of a sudden blowing the Qi Ying like a kite off the line, almost directly to the boundary of the formation.

"hiss"

"It looks like, Qi Ying is losing!"

"He has done his best, but still can't beat the fir."

"This is the gap in strength!"

People feel that the outcome will soon be split.

"It's just that."

Qi Qianjun smiled lightly.

Before him, he had a small worry because of the strength of Qi Ying.

However, it seems that Qi Ying’s full force is far from being the opponent of the fir, and it is not worthy of his attention.

"Mixed kid, you are unlucky!"

I have already eliminated the willow blood, and I still stay on top of the main peak of the gods. I am very happy when I see the scene of Qi Ying’s powerlessness.

He can't be a quasi-son.

Qi Ying can't be! A villager, the little boy who came out of the small world, why can he stand on his own head? After the assessment of the sacred son, the kid will unconditionally go to the abyss to perform the task. At that time, he will have hundreds of ways to kill him.

At the thought of this, there is a slight excitement in the heart of the blood.

at this time.

Feng Fai’s sword is far from looking at Qi Ying, and his face is expressionless. The long sword in his hand is drawing a very chic track.

"what is that?"

"Should it be a powerful move to be used? Just consuming Qiying has consumed enough, and now I want to solve the battle in one breath."

"Look, it's the same as the magician chanting before the magic."

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"Is this a sword dance? You see that his figure is moving, just like dancing."

Hey!

The sword screamed.

It’s true that the firs are moving like swords.

But it is a sword dance.

The trajectory that Jianfeng crossed was actually to pull more power from the heavens and the earth and release a more powerful move.

Suddenly.

That series of tracks stopped short!

Just like a poem is written, a piece of music falls.

The sword dance of the fir is finished.

The sword that was stabbed contains an attack that absorbs a large number of heaven and earth.

A sword frost cold fourteen states!

Oh!

Endless ice blue, filled with the squad.

The place where Jianguang crossed was turned into a glaciers.

Every particle in the air is condensed.

This is not a simple form of freezing, but an absolute freezing, the freezing of each particle on the particle level, its energy activity, in this extreme cold, greatly reduced.

At the end of the glaciers, Qi Ying.

"I can't fight the power of the road."

Qi Ying has a very weak feeling. There is still a big gap between himself and the powerful extreme prospective emperor. It is also impossible to make up for it with the physical strength of terror.

Suddenly.

Qi Ying feels that there is something in the depths of the soul that flashes a little light.