Chapter 1545: 1545
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As for the loyal uncle, he wanted to remind Zhang longkui not to be too cruel. If he really hurt Wang Qian seriously, they would be in trouble.
However.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Qian broke out a terrible suction in the palm of his hand when his fist touched the nine grade thunder amulet.
All of a sudden, the thunder turned into a whirlpool like the sea water, which was directly absorbed by Wang Qian into the palm of his hand.
"What?" When Zhang longkui saw this, he was stunned that his Leifu was absorbed by Wang Qian, but how could it be?
"I'll go! What kind of skill is it that the headmaster Wang ignores the thunder falling from nine days? " That orange face of fat San Xiu that face were beaten swollen, at this time to see this scene, a face surprised, because the facial expression range is too big, pulled the swollen face, screamed out: "my face!"
Song Yi can't feel any movement any more. All his eyes are attracted by the whirlpool in Wang Qian's hand. The shape of the whirlpool is very similar to a wine glass, just like the sword blade is imprisoned by the wine glass when Wang Qian beats Ding Yi violently at the foot of the mountain.
The monk's eyes were even more staring at Wu Jiu's arm. He had already pinched Wu Jiu's arm white. However, the two men didn't react.
"Broken!" Wang Qian gave a soft drink.
Boom!!
The thunder and lightning summoned by the nine grade thunder amulet disappeared in the palm of Wang Qian's hand.
But when they didn't see it, Wang Qian put away the five breath beads in his hand.
With Wang Qian's own strength, of course, there is no way to control the terrible thunder power, but with wuxizhu, it is different. The evil Qi in the wuxizhu has been taken away by the blood magic bead. Now wuxizhu is empty, and all the energy is coming.
Brush!
Zhang longkui stupidly looked at this scene, condensing his own 30% of the spirit power of the nine grades and five thunder Fu was so broken? And still silent annihilation?
Even if the Jiupin guy is hit by this Lei Fu, I'm afraid he can't get away with it.
Before Zhang longkui had any other reaction, Wang Qian's fist was already aimed at Zhang longkui.
It's a one shot move.
Zhang longkui drank: "kill!"
Green as jade palm, the first time to shoot out.
Although the five slender jade fingers looked beautiful, at this time, there were five thunderbolts wrapped around the fingers. The thunderbolts were as flexible as snakes.
"Five thunder palms!" Zhang longkui's palms were surrounded by several thunder snakes, which directly cleaved to Wang Qian's fist.
Boom!
The place where the two fists meet is full of terrible lightning and Yang Qi on Wang Qian's fists.
Stab!
The glare of lightning made it impossible for those casual practitioners to open their eyes.
However, what makes them thrilled is still behind.
Wang Qian's fist is filled with the bursting Yang Qi. This fist also brings his Yang Qi to the extreme. Under the full operation of pure Yang Wuji skill, the Yang Qi flows in the body like a liquid. Even Wang Qian's fist is red, like a red iron plate.
Boom!
The burning red iron fist directly blasted on the thunder snake jade finger, and once again came out a terrible roar.
When the monk saw this, he felt a sense of horror rising from the bottom of his heart. He knew that once he went up, he would be killed by two people for the first time.
"When did brother Qian become so sharp?" The monk swallowed his saliva.
He thought of the time when he and Wang Qian beat the little gangsters together. At that time, the real ferocity of the world had not yet appeared in front of them. They could even say some sarcastic words after beating the little gangsters, and then go wherever they wanted.
However, with the change of Wang Qian's opponent, these days may be gone forever.
Boom!
Wang Qianhe is still fighting with Zhang longkui. Fortunately, this dojo is big enough, and their figures rise and fall.
The more he hit, the more frightened Zhang longkui was. Every time he hit Wang Qian's wrist with lightning, he would be absorbed by Wang Qian's body. He didn't know how Wang Qian's body refined the massive destruction thunder.
What made her most uncomfortable was the hot yang from Wang Qian's palm.
"Girl, if I were you, I would surrender now and admit my mistake to brother Qian Er!" The monk yelled at the sideline.
"To die! How dare you tease miss Uncle Zhong was angry, and his momentum rolled out. He raised his arm and pulled it toward the monk's face.
This is naked disdain, I just raised my arm to slap your face, what do you do?
Brush!
The monk only felt that he was locked by a terrible monster. He wanted to step back two steps, but he couldn't. his feet were fixed on the ground.
I watched the slap getting closer and closer.
Pop!
A crisp sound.
The palm of Uncle Zhong's hand fell on Wu Jiu's fist.Wu Jiu didn't show up all the time, and his momentum didn't show up, so uncle Zhong didn't pay attention to Wu Jiu at all.
However, that Wu Jiu was able to come first, and raised his hand to block his slap, which made Zhong Bo feel incredible.
"Hit people, not face." Wu Jiuyi smiles and shows his yellow teeth. He looks at Zhong Bo and says.
"This kid's mouth is cheap. Who can blame him?" Zhongbo said faintly.
although Wu Jiu and uncle Zhong are chatting without any smoke, the casual practitioners are really looking at each other, and their palms and fists have not been let go yet.
A terrible pressure came from the two men.
"These two people are all nine grades!" The monks said strangely.
Zhang longkui's pretty face is completely overcast. She didn't expect that she and Zhongbo still couldn't do anything about it. That Wang Qian, the scene seems to be out of control, and the original image of these scattered repairs is collapsing.
At this time, but the monk is still there non-stop ridicule: "chick, or you'll follow brother Qian."
"Girl, are you ok?"
"Girl, if you go on fighting like this, brother Qian Er won't feel pity for Yu."
"Little girl..."
Zhang longkui wanted to slap the bald head to death, but she was so helpless that she was entangled by Wang Qian that there was no possibility of getting rid of her.
"Wang Qian! That's all for today. " Zhang longkui said blandly that she felt that this was already a face for Wang Qian. She was a descendant of her great teacher. She took the initiative to ask for peace, and no one believed it.
"So far? ha-ha? Do you want to fight? Stop when you say stop? What kind of PR am I? " Wang Qian said with a disdainful smile.
When Zhang longkui heard Wang Qian say that, he was even more furious. What did Wang Qian say that he regarded him as a male public relations man? Zhang longkui would never take a fancy to such a person as Wang Qian even if she had no eyes. She didn't have any gentlemanly demeanor.
The thunder and lightning between Zhang longkui's hands became more violent.
After a few slaps again, Wang Qian did not step back, and his fierce Yang hit again and again.
These thunderbolts had no effect on Wang Qian. After a few slaps on Wang Qian's fist, Zhang longkui turned his eyes and stepped back ten steps for the first time.
Up to now, Zhang longkui retreated for the first time. Originally, she was against Wang Qian.
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As for the loyal uncle, he wanted to remind Zhang longkui not to be too cruel. If he really hurt Wang Qian seriously, they would be in trouble.
However.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Qian broke out a terrible suction in the palm of his hand when his fist touched the nine grade thunder amulet.
All of a sudden, the thunder turned into a whirlpool like the sea water, which was directly absorbed by Wang Qian into the palm of his hand.
"What?" When Zhang longkui saw this, he was stunned that his Leifu was absorbed by Wang Qian, but how could it be?
"I'll go! What kind of skill is it that the headmaster Wang ignores the thunder falling from nine days? " That orange face of fat San Xiu that face were beaten swollen, at this time to see this scene, a face surprised, because the facial expression range is too big, pulled the swollen face, screamed out: "my face!"
Song Yi can't feel any movement any more. All his eyes are attracted by the whirlpool in Wang Qian's hand. The shape of the whirlpool is very similar to a wine glass, just like the sword blade is imprisoned by the wine glass when Wang Qian beats Ding Yi violently at the foot of the mountain.
The monk's eyes were even more staring at Wu Jiu's arm. He had already pinched Wu Jiu's arm white. However, the two men didn't react.
"Broken!" Wang Qian gave a soft drink.
Boom!!
The thunder and lightning summoned by the nine grade thunder amulet disappeared in the palm of Wang Qian's hand.
But when they didn't see it, Wang Qian put away the five breath beads in his hand.
With Wang Qian's own strength, of course, there is no way to control the terrible thunder power, but with wuxizhu, it is different. The evil Qi in the wuxizhu has been taken away by the blood magic bead. Now wuxizhu is empty, and all the energy is coming.
Brush!
Zhang longkui stupidly looked at this scene, condensing his own 30% of the spirit power of the nine grades and five thunder Fu was so broken? And still silent annihilation?
Even if the Jiupin guy is hit by this Lei Fu, I'm afraid he can't get away with it.
Before Zhang longkui had any other reaction, Wang Qian's fist was already aimed at Zhang longkui.
It's a one shot move.
Zhang longkui drank: "kill!"
Green as jade palm, the first time to shoot out.
Although the five slender jade fingers looked beautiful, at this time, there were five thunderbolts wrapped around the fingers. The thunderbolts were as flexible as snakes.
"Five thunder palms!" Zhang longkui's palms were surrounded by several thunder snakes, which directly cleaved to Wang Qian's fist.
Boom!
The place where the two fists meet is full of terrible lightning and Yang Qi on Wang Qian's fists.
Stab!
The glare of lightning made it impossible for those casual practitioners to open their eyes.
However, what makes them thrilled is still behind.
Wang Qian's fist is filled with the bursting Yang Qi. This fist also brings his Yang Qi to the extreme. Under the full operation of pure Yang Wuji skill, the Yang Qi flows in the body like a liquid. Even Wang Qian's fist is red, like a red iron plate.
Boom!
The burning red iron fist directly blasted on the thunder snake jade finger, and once again came out a terrible roar.
When the monk saw this, he felt a sense of horror rising from the bottom of his heart. He knew that once he went up, he would be killed by two people for the first time.
"When did brother Qian become so sharp?" The monk swallowed his saliva.
He thought of the time when he and Wang Qian beat the little gangsters together. At that time, the real ferocity of the world had not yet appeared in front of them. They could even say some sarcastic words after beating the little gangsters, and then go wherever they wanted.
However, with the change of Wang Qian's opponent, these days may be gone forever.
Boom!
Wang Qianhe is still fighting with Zhang longkui. Fortunately, this dojo is big enough, and their figures rise and fall.
The more he hit, the more frightened Zhang longkui was. Every time he hit Wang Qian's wrist with lightning, he would be absorbed by Wang Qian's body. He didn't know how Wang Qian's body refined the massive destruction thunder.
What made her most uncomfortable was the hot yang from Wang Qian's palm.
"Girl, if I were you, I would surrender now and admit my mistake to brother Qian Er!" The monk yelled at the sideline.
"To die! How dare you tease miss Uncle Zhong was angry, and his momentum rolled out. He raised his arm and pulled it toward the monk's face.
This is naked disdain, I just raised my arm to slap your face, what do you do?
Brush!
The monk only felt that he was locked by a terrible monster. He wanted to step back two steps, but he couldn't. his feet were fixed on the ground.
I watched the slap getting closer and closer.
Pop!
A crisp sound.
The palm of Uncle Zhong's hand fell on Wu Jiu's fist.Wu Jiu didn't show up all the time, and his momentum didn't show up, so uncle Zhong didn't pay attention to Wu Jiu at all.
However, that Wu Jiu was able to come first, and raised his hand to block his slap, which made Zhong Bo feel incredible.
"Hit people, not face." Wu Jiuyi smiles and shows his yellow teeth. He looks at Zhong Bo and says.
"This kid's mouth is cheap. Who can blame him?" Zhongbo said faintly.
although Wu Jiu and uncle Zhong are chatting without any smoke, the casual practitioners are really looking at each other, and their palms and fists have not been let go yet.
A terrible pressure came from the two men.
"These two people are all nine grades!" The monks said strangely.
Zhang longkui's pretty face is completely overcast. She didn't expect that she and Zhongbo still couldn't do anything about it. That Wang Qian, the scene seems to be out of control, and the original image of these scattered repairs is collapsing.
At this time, but the monk is still there non-stop ridicule: "chick, or you'll follow brother Qian."
"Girl, are you ok?"
"Girl, if you go on fighting like this, brother Qian Er won't feel pity for Yu."
"Little girl..."
Zhang longkui wanted to slap the bald head to death, but she was so helpless that she was entangled by Wang Qian that there was no possibility of getting rid of her.
"Wang Qian! That's all for today. " Zhang longkui said blandly that she felt that this was already a face for Wang Qian. She was a descendant of her great teacher. She took the initiative to ask for peace, and no one believed it.
"So far? ha-ha? Do you want to fight? Stop when you say stop? What kind of PR am I? " Wang Qian said with a disdainful smile.
When Zhang longkui heard Wang Qian say that, he was even more furious. What did Wang Qian say that he regarded him as a male public relations man? Zhang longkui would never take a fancy to such a person as Wang Qian even if she had no eyes. She didn't have any gentlemanly demeanor.
The thunder and lightning between Zhang longkui's hands became more violent.
After a few slaps again, Wang Qian did not step back, and his fierce Yang hit again and again.
These thunderbolts had no effect on Wang Qian. After a few slaps on Wang Qian's fist, Zhang longkui turned his eyes and stepped back ten steps for the first time.
Up to now, Zhang longkui retreated for the first time. Originally, she was against Wang Qian.
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As for the loyal uncle, he wanted to remind Zhang longkui not to be too cruel. If he really hurt Wang Qian seriously, they would be in trouble. However. To everyone's surprise, Wang Qian broke out a terrible suction in the palm of his hand when his fist touched the nine grade thunder amulet. All of a sudden, the thunder turned into a whirlpool like the sea water, which was directly absorbed by Wang Qian into the palm of his hand. "What?" When Zhang longkui saw this, he was stunned that his Leifu was absorbed by Wang Qian, but how could it be? "I'll go! What kind of skill is it that the headmaster Wang ignores the thunder falling from nine days? " That orange face of fat San Xiu that face were beaten swollen, at this time to see this scene, a face surprised, because the facial expression range is too big, pulled the swollen face, screamed out: "my face!" Song Yi can't feel any movement any more. All his eyes are attracted by the whirlpool in Wang Qian's hand. The shape of the whirlpool is very similar to a wine glass, just like the sword blade is imprisoned by the wine glass when Wang Qian beats Ding Yi violently at the foot of the mountain. The monk's eyes were even more staring at Wu Jiu's arm. He had already pinched Wu Jiu's arm white. However, the two men didn't react. "Broken!" Wang Qian gave a soft drink. Boom!! The thunder and lightning summoned by the nine grade thunder amulet disappeared in the palm of Wang Qian's hand. But when they didn't see it, Wang Qian put away the five breath beads in his hand. With Wang Qian's own strength, of course, there is no way to control the terrible thunder power, but with wuxizhu, it is different. The evil Qi in the wuxizhu has been taken away by the blood magic bead. Now wuxizhu is empty, and all the energy is coming. Brush! Zhang longkui stupidly looked at this scene, condensing his own 30% of the spirit power of the nine grades and five thunder Fu was so broken? And still silent annihilation? Even if the Jiupin guy is hit by this Lei Fu, I'm afraid he can't get away with it. Before Zhang longkui had any other reaction, Wang Qian's fist was already aimed at Zhang longkui. It's a one shot move. Zhang longkui drank: "kill!" Green as jade palm, the first time to shoot out. Although the five slender jade fingers looked beautiful, at this time, there were five thunderbolts wrapped around the fingers. The thunderbolts were as flexible as snakes. "Five thunder palms!" Zhang longkui's palms were surrounded by several thunder snakes, which directly cleaved to Wang Qian's fist. Boom! The place where the two fists meet is full of terrible lightning and Yang Qi on Wang Qian's fists. Stab! The glare of lightning made it impossible for those casual practitioners to open their eyes. However, what makes them thrilled is still behind. Wang Qian's fist is filled with the bursting Yang Qi. This fist also brings his Yang Qi to the extreme. Under the full operation of pure Yang Wuji skill, the Yang Qi flows in the body like a liquid. Even Wang Qian's fist is red, like a red iron plate. Boom! The burning red iron fist directly blasted on the thunder snake jade finger, and once again came out a terrible roar. When the monk saw this, he felt a sense of horror rising from the bottom of his heart. He knew that once he went up, he would be killed by two people for the first time. "When did brother Qian become so sharp?" The monk swallowed his saliva. He thought of the time when he and Wang Qian beat the little gangsters together. At that time, the real ferocity of the world had not yet appeared in front of them. They could even say some sarcastic words after beating the little gangsters, and then go wherever they wanted. However, with the change of Wang Qian's opponent, these days may be gone forever. Boom! Wang Qianhe is still fighting with Zhang longkui. Fortunately, this dojo is big enough, and their figures rise and fall. The more he hit, the more frightened Zhang longkui was. Every time he hit Wang Qian's wrist with lightning, he would be absorbed by Wang Qian's body. He didn't know how Wang Qian's body refined the massive destruction thunder. What made her most uncomfortable was the hot yang from Wang Qian's palm. "Girl, if I were you, I would surrender now and admit my mistake to brother Qian Er!" The monk yelled at the sideline. "To die! How dare you tease miss Uncle Zhong was angry, and his momentum rolled out. He raised his arm and pulled it toward the monk's face. This is naked disdain, I just raised my arm to slap your face, what do you do? Brush! The monk only felt that he was locked by a terrible monster. He wanted to step back two steps, but he couldn't. his feet were fixed on the ground. I watched the slap getting closer and closer. Pop! A crisp sound. The palm of Uncle Zhong's hand fell on Wu Jiu's fist.Wu Jiu didn't show up all the time, and his momentum didn't show up, so uncle Zhong didn't pay attention to Wu Jiu at all. However, that Wu Jiu was able to come first, and raised his hand to block his slap, which made Zhong Bo feel incredible. "Hit people, not face." Wu Jiuyi smiles and shows his yellow teeth. He looks at Zhong Bo and says. "This kid's mouth is cheap. Who can blame him?" Zhongbo said faintly. although Wu Jiu and uncle Zhong are chatting without any smoke, the casual practitioners are really looking at each other, and their palms and fists have not been let go yet. A terrible pressure came from the two men. "These two people are all nine grades!" The monks said strangely. Zhang longkui's pretty face is completely overcast. She didn't expect that she and Zhongbo still couldn't do anything about it. That Wang Qian, the scene seems to be out of control, and the original image of these scattered repairs is collapsing. At this time, but the monk is still there non-stop ridicule: "chick, or you'll follow brother Qian." "Girl, are you ok?" "Girl, if you go on fighting like this, brother Qian Er won't feel pity for Yu." "Little girl..." Zhang longkui wanted to slap the bald head to death, but she was so helpless that she was entangled by Wang Qian that there was no possibility of getting rid of her. "Wang Qian! That's all for today. " Zhang longkui said blandly that she felt that this was already a face for Wang Qian. She was a descendant of her great teacher. She took the initiative to ask for peace, and no one believed it. "So far? ha-ha? Do you want to fight? Stop when you say stop? What kind of PR am I? " Wang Qian said with a disdainful smile. When Zhang longkui heard Wang Qian say that, he was even more furious. What did Wang Qian say that he regarded him as a male public relations man? Zhang longkui would never take a fancy to such a person as Wang Qian even if she had no eyes. She didn't have any gentlemanly demeanor. The thunder and lightning between Zhang longkui's hands became more violent. After a few slaps again, Wang Qian did not step back, and his fierce Yang hit again and again. These thunderbolts had no effect on Wang Qian. After a few slaps on Wang Qian's fist, Zhang longkui turned his eyes and stepped back ten steps for the first time. Up to now, Zhang longkui retreated for the first time. Originally, she was against Wang Qian. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
