Chapter 148 Asura Son, Feng Family Yunxuan

Volume 1 Chapter 148 Fengjia Yunxuan

Qin Ming attacked with all his strength, straight punches, uppercuts, elbow strikes, violent punches, volley kicks, spin kicks... He was almost in a rampant state, and the dense attack drowned Wei Changkong like a gust of wind and rain. Any chance of his counterattack, the crackling sound resounded through the animal field, making the scalp numb.

Qin Ming controls the battlefield, beats Wei Changkong, and completely suppresses it.

Qin Ying looked at Qin Ming in the animal farm and couldn't believe that this was her brother.

Yao'er's eyes were full of brilliance, and she most admired Qin Ming's violent demeanor on the battlefield. This time, it seems to be more skillful than the original Eight Sects Tea Party Huiwu, the wildness in the calm, the tyranny in the silence, this is strength, this is self-confidence, and it is even more contempt!

Qin Ming continuously attacked for hundreds of rounds, suppressing Wei Changkong from the center of the animal farm to the edge. The last blow shattered Wei Changkong's spiritual shield and smashed his forehead. Wei Changkong was struck by lightning. , In an instant, the skin and flesh all over his face waved, his eyes rolled, and his saliva splashed.

Wei Changkong flew out sideways and collided with the paddock on the edge of the animal farm. The thick paddock made of rocks was knocked out into cracks, and bloody red water collapsed.

Wei Changkong bounced back to the ground, twitched slightly, and couldn't stand up again.

humiliation! Humiliation like never before!

Beat up, beat up completely.

Wei Changkong still wanted to fight again, but the three-meter-high body suddenly recovered as if deflated, his consciousness turned around, and he fell into a coma.

This kind of violent transformation is very powerful, and the duration is limited. The sequelae will make him coma for three to five days and suffer for more than ten days.

In the next half month, Wei Changkong might really be lying in bed.

The audience was silent, shocked by Qin Ming's series of onslaughts.

Such a battle with such momentum has great visual impact, and it can also stimulate the emotions of the spectators.

The disciples of the church suddenly had the illusion that Wei Changkong was a beast, or Qin Ming more like? This kid was silent during the battle, as if he didn't say a few words from beginning to end, in stark contrast to the fighting frenzy he showed.

"The warm-up is almost done, let's start?" Qin Ming took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Deliberately glanced at Cao Wujiang, in this situation, he was extremely contemptuous. The Mansion of Mang King, no way! Want to humiliate me? I'll make you feel ashamed first!

Cao Wujiang clenched his fists and hated Qin Ming thoroughly. Qin Ming should have just entered the Xuanwu realm, how could he have such a strong fighting power? Moreover, Cao Wujiang could see that Qin Ming didn't use all his strength at all, and it was a good idea to use 50%. Qin Ming was ravaging Wei Changkong, and he was humiliating him Cao Wujiang in disguise, and slapped him in the face.

"Young master is too strong!" The Qin family's guards were excited and cheered loudly. Although they have seen Qin Ming and Yao'er's sparring, they are completely different from today's battle scene. Yao'er's offensive has a tricky trajectory, and the two are more fighting against each other, how can they be as hearty as they are today.

Caiyi is even more excited and exciting! fantastic! She knows that Qin Ming is very strong now, but she didn't expect to be so strong, it's just torture!

For more than half a year, although Qin Ming continued to create miracles, turned from a servant, and became famous in the Northern Territory, Qin Ming's wonderful performances were all outside the Qingyun Sect. It can be said that the Qingyun Sect, except for Mu Cheng and others, are not sure that Qin Ming is true. How strong is the strength. Today, I saw it with my own eyes, and it is stronger than expected.

"How is it?" The church disciples exchanged glances, they could feel Qin Ming's powerful strength, and his reputation was well-deserved. Who is on? Who is sure to subdue him?

The handsome boy from before was silent, and the majestic boy was also silent. It's not that he is afraid, but that he is comparing Qin Ming's strength with his own. They represent the sanctuary and either don't play or have to win.

"Who will come first?" Qin Ming volunteered to fight.

first come? How many more do you want to hit? The disciples in the church don't look good, boy, be arrogant!

"It's okay if you don't have two." Yao'er was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so she liked Qin Ming's inadvertent strength.

"Miss Yao'er, don't make trouble!" Tu Wei hurriedly reminded that this is the royal sanctuary.

Yao'er chuckled: "What are you afraid of, they are not qualified to be arrogant in front of Qin Ming. The holy hall is divided into three parts, outer disciples, inner disciples, and Shengyan disciples. Just like the ordinary disciples and direct disciples of Qingyun Sect, Jin Ling's disciples are almost the same. It is not denied that the inner court disciples are all elites, and some of them are different, but who is Qin Ming in our family, Shurazi! A few inner court disciples are not enough for him to see, and it may be a little suspenseful to come to a disciple of Shengyan. "

Tu Wei and the others smiled bitterly, you really look down on the young master.

Cai Yi was not happy to hear it. How could she open and shut up about your Qin Ming, how could Qin Ming become yours?

After the handsome young man whispered to the three elders for instructions, he smiled and said, "We have a proposal to recreate the famous battle of the Qin City Lord at the eight tea parties, with one against two, how about it?"

"One against two? Shameless!" The Qin family was unhappy. Originally, they were a little flustered when they faced your church disciples.

"They're scared." Yao'er was happy, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to win Qin Ming and lose face.

A man and a woman stepped down from the stand: "Don't get me wrong, Young Master Qin, we didn't mean to bully you. Our brothers and sisters have always fought together, and we practiced a combination of martial arts. Only by joining forces can we barely compete with other church disciples. You don't need to be stressed."

"You can be so natural as shameless! Admire!" Jiang Bin muttered, deliberately lowering your worth and sealing other people's mouths?

Cao Wujiang's expression gradually became better. He was indeed a disciple of the church, and his words were good!

Qin Ming looked at them, but instead of protesting, he raised his hand to invite battle: "Please!"

The disciples in the church all showed a shallow smile, the boy is not bad, he knows the current affairs!

"Young master really wants to fight with one against two? They are all inner disciples of the church." Tu Wei frowned, noting that he didn't believe Qin Ming. One enemy two, too dangerous. These people were aggressive and made it clear that they wanted to take down the name of the Shura son of Qin Ming.

"Temple disciple, Feng Yiyun!"

"Temple disciple, Feng Yixuan!"

The boys and girls walked to the animal farm, and after begging Qin Ming to fight, they entered both sides of the dense forest.

Feng Yiyun's aura was erratic, Feng Yixuan's aura was fierce, and the two brothers stared at Qin Ming, walking slowly out of a strange aura, which filled the entire animal field silently.

In a trance, the wind rose, the forest moved, the sand and dust danced lightly, and the animal farm became quieter and quieter.

Qin Ming didn't care, he clenched his ancient sword and waited. It's not that he is big, he is confident! If both the Asura Sword and the Golden Blood can't be arrogant at the same level, it can only mean that what he has done is not good enough. The two church disciples can just test his true strength level.

Suddenly, Qin Ming had lost both of them, as if they had completely disappeared from the jungle.

Abrupt and mysterious.

Without a trace!

A light wind blew through the woods, rolling up dead leaves and dust, flying in the messy woodland, echoing the whirring sound of the wind.

Qin Ming stared slightly, and the whole body splattered with electricity, red light up the woodland, the ancient sword of Dayan trembled slightly, and the sword energy was cold.

"Do you know their siblings?" Caiyi couldn't help asking Yao'er, she was worried about Qin Ming.

Yao'er shook her head, observing intently. Although she believed that Qin Ming would win, she also believed that she would not win easily. The inner disciples of the church were not so easy to deal with.