——Sick Yangzi, it doesn’t matter if he is forced to step down in the end.
——Little brat, you can leave it until the end.
The moment the eyes of the cat-eyed boy and Su Changqing met, the thoughts that emerged in their hearts were surprisingly consistent.
Next, the two of them slowly approached each other's position while resisting the disciples who were attacking them.
Looking at the approaching fire, the thin girl frowned tightly, her slender finger bones tightly grasped one end of the fire stick, and slowly closed it. The fire stick rotated in a circle, and at the same time activated the star in the spiritual orifice. force.
The next moment, a stick was swung out.
The sword's kiss split the throat, and the stick splattered with blood.
Su Changqing's stick was as sharp as the wind and lightning, attacking without giving in an inch. Between the long and short lengths, the stick came out just like a dragon.
The stick was as fast as a swimming dragon and as fast as a galloping horse. It quickly condensed a spark of fire and shot out, and soon collided with the flames.
The several disciples who were attacking her were shocked, and they quickly drew out a series of complex and changeable magic formulas. A tough protective shield suddenly formed in front of them, and the incoming stick force also stagnated in the void the moment it touched. , as if the way was blocked by a layer of invisible energy.
They hid in the protective shield and began to look at Su Changqing with fear. They did not expect that this sick-looking junior sister would be so tough to deal with. The opponent's attacks seemed casual, but their attacks were ruthless. It must be an evil star!
"Although the junior sister in front of me is only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, which is a small level lower than myself, her strength is the same as that of the Perfect Realm. If we continue to fight with her, I'm afraid the chance of winning is slim. "
"The worst outcome is that both parties will have to stop in the first round, and someone else will pick up the fight. In this case, it's better not to get entangled with her anymore, and deal with the others first."
As soon as this thought arose in the head of the disciple in the protective barrier, Su Changqing gave him a soft and weak smile.
Before he could react, the long stick in her hand slashed horizontally again. The force of the stick formed a spark mark, and the aura suddenly exploded. Its speed increased, and it slashed towards the protective shield!
The rainbow-like spark mark fell on the protective cover, reflecting a faint purple cold light under the sunlight. Soon the layer of protection was defeated, and was wrapped by the spark mark condensed by the stick force, and suddenly it was restored. It turned into thousands of rays of cold light and cracked them one by one, creating cracks.
When the disciples in the protective shield saw this, their expressions became ugly, especially the leading disciple, who felt that he was unlucky and picked the wrong person. This junior sister was really a evil star.
Now they are not seriously retreating, nor are they advancing.
Even if they choose to take a step back now, this junior sister will probably still pursue them closely. The leading disciple gritted his teeth and had no choice but to fight now.
After making up his mind, he immediately used luck in his body, the magic formula in his hand changed, and formed a mysterious fire. The moment the protective shield was broken, it also rushed towards Su Changqing.
The mysterious fire rose several feet in a few breaths, and the moment it hit Su Changqing, the flames swelled again, as if they were going to devour the person.
Su Changqing frowned, seeing that the mysterious fire was about to wrap around her, the fire stick spun in a circle in her hand and swung out a semicircle, firmly blocking the surging fire.
Her gaze fell on the disciple who was making the secrets through the mysterious fire. If she continued to be entangled like this, her strength would be greatly consumed. This was obviously unwise. She had to fight quickly, so that she could save herself to a great extent. the power of.
Thoughts flowed for just a moment. Su Changqing had already turned the fire stick with his left and right hands, and a new sweeping attack came. The stick's power was like hitting a mountain rock, like breaking through the wind and waves, directly passing through the mysterious fire and hitting the pincher. A disciple of the secret seal.
To capture a thief, capture the king first, and then slap someone in the face.
This is undoubtedly the method that brings the greatest effect with the least effort, so Su Changqing immediately decided to give up defense and suddenly turned the stick to aim at the disciple who was making the secret.
Although she gave up her defense, Su Changqing did not escape the attack of the fire, and her clothes had left gray and black marks.
But the feedback received from this attack was undoubtedly good.
The disciple who was holding the secret obviously didn't expect that Su Changqing would rather give up defense than attack. A look of confusion flashed across his face, and in the next moment, the spark mark that shot out from the end of the stick penetrated his hand.
The moment he felt the pain, he subconsciously retracted his hand, and the fire couldn't help but weaken.
Seeing this, he was not allowed to have a chance to breathe, and he struck out with one stick after another. At this time, the disciple had no power to stop him and could only watch the menacing sticks hitting him one after another.
The other disciples beside him wanted to step forward to help him, but they were still a step too late. A stick force had already hit him to the edge of the stone platform, and he fell down in an instant.
Su Changqing's lips were a little pale and colorless, but her brows were bright and soft, and she felt a little relieved in her heart.
On the other side, the cat-eyed boy's immature and baby-fat face pursed his lips with a slight smile. He bent down at a very fast speed. Under the narrow waist were tight muscles. The strength hidden under the muscles was similar to his. That face that is too young is a bit inconsistent.
Crouching on his side, he knocked down a disciple who was attacking him off the stone platform with just one punch.
The player who was knocked down by him still looked a little dazed. When he fell down on the stone platform, he looked at him with wide eyes, and his eyes showed a kind of "How proud can I be? I can't withstand a blow, okay? As soon as I touch you." I was knocked down】Reluctant and sad emotions.
The cat-eyed boy held his left wrist in his right hand and turned it. His skin seemed to have a faint color of gold and iron. He tilted his head and glanced condescendingly at the player who fell under the stone platform.
He looked away with just one glance.
So weak.
Then he saw a sickly girl not far away from him beating someone with a stick, and her thin red lips curled up involuntarily.
Unexpectedly, this sick man didn't seem to have much qualifications, but his aura was strong, and he was vaguely in a state of perfection; he could also use shortcomings to defeat enemies, and footwork as his key, and every stick was used to defend against the enemy. This shows his profound attainments in stick skills.
Should I say that I am worthy of being the disciple of Zhenjun Wenxuan?
Even if you choose to practice the stick method, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
The eyes of the boy with cat eyes burned with a stronger desire to win and ambition.
