MTL - Dominating Sword Immortal-Chapter 22 Green gas

Chapter 22—Qing Qi

The two stood ten steps apart and began to accumulate momentum.

After a few breaths, Luo Hanshan's face was purple and ignorant. I didn't know what to do with cultivation. I saw that he sipped low and rushed to Liu Wuxiang, and the right palm was also pulled out at the same time.

People are not as good as they are, and there is a faint ripple in the air.

Liu has no face-to-face color, and one foot smashes the masonry under the foot. People rush out like lightning, and they fight with Luo Hanshan.

boom!

The transparent airflow spreads in a spherical shape in all directions, and the tables and chairs are flying together. At the same time, the two figures are separated and each spurs backward.

Ye Hao face is shocked, I can't think of the power of the late confrontation in the real world. It can blow the heavy red sandalwood table and chair across seven or eight meters. Ji Xueyan is only a step away from the late stage of the condensed reality. It is not too surprising. Of course, she has self-knowledge and knows that she is not the opponent of these two people, and she can't even hold a palm.

The two tried their best to control the shape of the body, and immediately approached the middle, and they exuded the strong warfare that everyone could feel through the distance.

"I don't want to use the third palm. If your strength is only like this, the second palm will be able to separate the winners and losers." Liu Wuxiang rises in the blue air, the airflow is sharp, and the air in contact with it is Distorted and squeaky.

"Qing Yanqi!" Luo Hanshan said low, the look on his face became more dignified.

Luo Xinglie at the main position is still more nervous than Luo Hanshan at this time. This Qing dynasty is one of the jade valleys. It is a low-level class. It has a very obvious effect on breaking the inner gas. It has always been passed down only. The most core disciple, the ordinary core disciples can't do it. Seeing the disparity revealed by Liu Wuxiang, it is obviously the eighth most important thing. It is really amazing! But I don't know how to deal with Hanshan?

Liu Wuxiang is indifferent: "I don't think it's necessary to go down."

"Not necessarily!" Luo Hanshan took a deep breath, suddenly a blue vein on the brain, followed by a second, third ... amazing scene occurred, his eyes turned from black to red, from reddish purple, Finally, two purple air streams were derived and floated out.

"Zizi Bingxin, Zijigong is the eighth, good." Luo Xinglie was first stunned, followed by ecstasy.

Other elders of the Yunyun Zongmenmen are smiling at this time. Zijigong is a low-level method of the prefecture level. It is divided into nine weights. One weight is harder than one. It was originally thought that Luohanshan is not a relative hand of Liu, this is not necessary. Worried.

Luo Hanshan saw Luo Xinglie revealing the color of ecstasy, and his heart was very happy. When he thought of the experience of the past two years, he was really ups and downs. Since he won the title of the four sons two years ago, he has been stuck in the sixth place of Zijigong. Not allowed to enter, and then lost to the first disciple Zhu Mei in the core disciple assessment game, everyone thinks that the potential has been exhausted, and even the second disciple may not be able to keep it in the future.

No one should doubt him now!

"Drink!" This time, Liu Wuxiang first made a move, and the palm wrapped in the blue air flow fiercely shot, as if to destroy the entire hall.

Luo Hanshan did not move, and rushed to the palm of his hand. Unlike Liu, the moment when the palm was released, there was no sound of breaking the wind. But when his palms passed, the air around him suddenly rose. Extremely violent fluctuations, like boiled boiling water, are constantly rolling.

Double palms!

The ground suddenly cracked a few gaps, and the fierce strength spread spirally, and the surrounding tables and chairs were cut into pieces, as if they were smashed.

In the face of the sharpness of the oncoming, Ji Xueyan was out of luck and arrived in front of him.

It’s awkward!

The engulfing power was blocked, and a dense burst of sound was heard. The face of Ji Xueyan was slightly white. Fortunately, it was only the aftermath, and the strength had already gone seven or eighty.

Ye Hao sat next to Ji Xueyan and exclaimed: "If you are not Xueyan, you can block it, only the aftermath can seriously hurt me."

Ji Xueyan said: "The green scorpion gas breaks the inner air, and then breaks into the pure purple qi, the destructive power is extraordinary."

Except for Ji Xueyan and Ye Hao, the rest of the people turned a blind eye to this enthusiasm. There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of them.

Outside the hall, Ye Chen’s heart surges.

Is this the duel in the late stage? It’s just too intense. It’s not inferior to the top players in the martial arts TV series in the 21st century. I don’t know when I will reach this level!

Oh...

With the explosion of Qi, Liu has no body shape, and has retired for 13 steps. Each step left a deep footprint on the ground. Luo Hanshan retired for 15 steps. The last step was to step on the foot. The masonry, sinking three inches deep.

The result is that Liu Wuxiang is slightly better.

I took a deep look at Luo Hanshan, and Liu did not say: "After all, what I am good at is the power of the palm, this time is how to divide the autumn!"

Luo Hanshan Road: "Start the third palm!"

"No need, I have already understood your strength, although it has not reached the level of my master, but finally restored the style of Hanshan." Liu Wuxiang shook his head.

Luo Xinglie saw that he couldn’t make it, and he laughed loudly: “The disciples of the Jade Valley are really worthy of the name, and the hero is a teenager.”

Mu Fengyuan said: "Let Luo Zongzhu laugh."

"Hey, where." Luo Xinglie was very happy. His son Luo Hanshan returned to the top genius. His father was also beautiful. He snorted: "Hanshan, find a place to sit down."

Luo Hanshan nodded and said nothing to Liu: "Tell me no match, I am Luo Hanshan."

"I will."

The two each found a position to sit down and no longer speak.

Outside the hall, Ye Chen returned to the gods and said to Luo Xinglie: "The sovereign, elders, and disciple Ye Chen met."

The elders faintly said: "Come in!"

Stepping into the hall, Ye Chen saw Ye Hao, and Ji Xueyan next to her knew it. She had seen it a few years ago. Now she has taken off her tenderness. It is not the appearance of the original little girl. It is just a change of the world. The purpose of his basics has been guessed, after all, their feelings are not good enough to visit each other.

Luo Xinglie stabilized his emotions and said with majesty: "Ye Chen, you can know these two people."

"Know." Ye Chen took a deep breath.

"Since it is a private matter, then you solve it privately! How?" Luo Xinglie did not have the mood to manage the private affairs of the juniors, and the other party was not a core disciple.

"Yes."

Ji Xueyan stood up and said to Luo Xinglie and Mu Fengyuan: "Please allow me to say a few words with him alone."

Luo Xinglie and Mu Fengyuan beheaded.

Going to the front of Ye Chen, Ji Xueyan said faintly: "Let's go out and say."

Ye Chen didn't say anything, just followed it away. As for Ye Hao hesitated, and he greeted everyone and then followed.