The Nine Cauldrons

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Chapter VII of the spear

call! call!

A gust of wind blew through the school ground, and the sky grew darker. However, the atmosphere on the campus is more suffocating than the gloomy sky!

"Brother, be careful!" Teng Qingyu, Teng Qinghu, Zhuge Yun and several others gathered together, but a slight smile appeared on Teng Qingshan's face and nodded. Afterwards, he performed the light skills of "Tianya Xing". The whole person was like a blue smoke, flying above the crowd elegantly, just tapping on the heads of two Gui Yuanzong disciples and falling on the ring.

"Uncle Shi!" Teng Qingshan greeted Pang Shan with a smile!

"Good light!" Pang Shan's eyes lit up and praised.

The ring has a height of four feet and a length and width of ten feet. It is paved with blue-grey rocks. On this empty ring, there are only Teng Qingshan and Pang Shan. Teng Qingshan glanced down and found Zang Feng, who was wearing a black suit all over his body in a distance!

Zang Feng held a long knife and looked up coldly at Teng Qingshan.

"Hoo!" Standing up like a stream of light, with a few flashes, he crossed a distance of more than twenty feet and reached the ring.

"Leader Zang Feng!"

"Brother Zang Feng!"

...

Along with the scattered cheers, the cheers were overwhelming. There were sergeants in the black armor and cheers from the core disciples of Guiyuanzong. There have indeed been many people who convinced and supported Zang Feng in recent years.

"Lord Teng!"

"Teng Qingshan!"

...

Many black armoured sergeants roared, especially the battalion sergeants who had been under Teng Qingshan's former camp shouted the loudest. It should be noted that Teng Qingshan is the first leader. Naturally, the first-ranking sergeants all support Teng Qingshan. The third-leader supported Zang Feng.

The second and fourth sergeants also shouted.

Just for an instant!

The whole campus seemed to be boiling, and the screams that followed one another swept across the campus like a hurricane. The ring is the center of the hurricane and tsunami. Teng Qingshan, who wears bluestone-colored suit, holds a silver-gray reincarnation gun. Zang Feng, in a black suit, also held the Divine Soldier.

Commander Pang Shan standing in the middle of the ring moved his mouth.

"The competition in the competition, the one who loses the competition will lose, and the one who admits the defeat will lose his eyes. But if anyone deliberately kills, he will be executed!" Pang Shan's loud voice rumbling through the school ground, the school's scream immediately calmed down.

Pang Shan turned his head and looked at the distance, the patriarch 'Zhuge Yuanhong' sitting on the high platform and others, Zhuge Yuanhong nodded to him.

"Teng Qingshan, Zang Feng, let's go!" Pang Shan said, and then turned and jumped off the ring.

There are only two people left in the ring--

Teng Qingshan! Zang Feng!

"Brother Zang Feng, please enlighten me!" Teng Qingshan arched his hand.

"Please!" Zang Feng was also indifferent.

...

There was no murmur on the school ground, and on the high platform on the edge of the school ground, three people were sitting in chairs, it was the lord Zhuge Yuanhong and two law enforcement elders.

"Sovereign, look at this child Zang Feng, with a sharp edge, even if tens of thousands of martial artists stare at him, his eyes are not hesitant, standing on the ring, like a knife. The heart is so firm, the heart is so young, young It ’s hard to find among people. It ’s much better than the last time I watched him and Ji Hong compete, ”said the gray-haired law enforcement elder.

The suzerain nodded with a smile.

The indifferent middle-aged man next to him said: "Sister Uncle! Teng Qingshan's eyes are restrained and immobile like a mountain! Standing there with a spear is not affected by the slightest influence. Such an age is rare, rare!"

"Uncle Shi, Shi Zuzu, you two, who do you think will win?" Zhu Geyuan Hong Dan looked at the ring with a smile.

"Dare not say that!" Uncle Shizu shook his head.

The indifferent middle-aged man shook his head, and then said, "What do you think of the patriarch?"

"Qingshan killed Meng Tian, ​​I didn't see it with my own eyes ... Maybe today, he can show his true strength." Zhu Geyuan Hong Dan smiled, "Well ... Feng'er finally shot!"

...

Indeed, Zeng Feng was gaining momentum in the ring from the beginning. Teng Qingshan is holding a spear, smiling lightly!

"To win, you must win clean and neat!" Teng Qingshan's eyes locked on Zang Feng.

Zang Feng's eyes were like a eagle, staring at Teng Qingshan. Suddenly, there was a sudden shock at his feet. The cracks on the bluestone ground cracked, and Zang Feng himself turned into a streamer to Teng Qingshan, nearly eight feet away, blinking. Kung Fu was crossed, and only the sound of 'chirping' was heard.

The sword is as cold as a cold moon!

The cold light of the blade was reflected in the pupils of Teng Qingshan.

The pupil of Teng Qingshan shrank! An amazing force was instantly transmitted from the arm, and the reincarnation shot!

call!

The spear is like a fired arrow, the tip of the spear tears through the sky, with a piercing roar!

"Qiao!"

At the moment when the weapons touched, Teng Qingshan's gunpoint produced a powerful spiral strength! Turning the war sword swept sideways, Zang Feng's face suddenly changed! Zang Feng, who was originally powerful, only felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be caught in an invisible vortex.

call out!

The spear pierced the heart nest!

"No!" Zang Feng's eyes glared round.

"Qiao!" At the moment of life and death, the scabbard on his left hand crossed an arc and hit the tip of Teng Qingshan's gun. With the force of the impact, the whole person under the foot immediately flew back to the rear for several feet. Upon landing, Zang Feng realized that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his back was also wet with sweat.

"What a terrible marksmanship!" Zang Feng was shocked.

He did not know, in order to win clean and neat. Teng Qingshan used 60,000 pounds of force! Because the ninth floor of Mang Niu Dali Jue can explode with such a strong force, such a strong force, and Teng Qingshan's five-element shooting method, that is, the master of the list, Meng Tian, ​​is no match.

Teng Qingshan grinned.

call!

The tip of the lance was picked up, and turned into a streamer to pierce Zang Feng again.

"Boo!" "Boo!" "Boo!" ...

The gun shadow is like a sharp arrow!

Thousand arrows volley!

Each gun shadow, like a group of poisonous snakes, scrambled towards Zang Feng. Zang Feng had a sword in one hand and a scabbard in the other. The steps at his feet are flexible, constantly dodge and move, and the sword and scabbard in his hand are constantly resisting. One thing-he is constantly retreating!

"How is it possible, how is it possible, how is this possible?"

In the retreat, Zang Feng was very anxious.

"I want to attack!"

Zang Feng wanted to attack, but each shot of Teng Qingshan contained a spiral force, and each shot seemed to hide a vortex. Moreover, Teng Qingshan practiced the 'three-body form' for a long time, and his understanding of the endless artistic conception became deeper and deeper. Ruying follow-up marksmanship completely enveloped the opponent!

One shot after another, one vortex connected to one vortex!

Difficult to resist one shot after another, but the endless shooting skills, Zang Feng seems to be caught in a huge vortex. Zang Feng is completely entangled, he has nowhere to escape! Zang Feng only felt that his knife skills could not be used at all, and he vomited blood every time he resisted!

Not to mention Zang Feng!

Even the congenital strongman 'Sima Qing' and the transformed monster 'red scale beast', once entangled by Teng Qingshan's 'ruying with the shadow' shooting method, it is difficult to break free.

Like a small boat, caught in waves after waves.

Difficult to resist waves after waves, but ... one time, the boat will overturn!

"puff!"

The scabbard flew!

Zang Feng only had a sword in his hand. His forehead was covered with sweat beads, his face flushed red, his eyes were rounded, and he stared at him with gunshots.

"Qiao!" "Qiao!" "Qiao!" ......

call!

I saw a sword thrown away!

"Ah!" Zang Feng hissed in a low, painful cry.

silence!

A silence!

I saw Zang Feng sitting on the battle platform, his face pale. The tip of Teng Qingshan's reincarnation gun was even touching Zang Feng's throat.

"I, I ..." Zang Feng's eyes gradually became enlightened. He looked at the silver spear in front of him with fear, feeling the strange warm touch from the tip of the spear. He could clearly see that the spear directly stabbed Throating to him, "I'm not dead? This Teng Qingshan ... actually stopped at the last minute?"

...

Thousands of Black Armored Sergeants on the school ground, and nearly ten thousand core disciples stayed for a while.

This battle is very short!

In addition to Zang Feng's fierce chop at the beginning, the gun shadow like Teng Qingshan's surging tide behind him was only for parry. Under the horrible spear of a storm, Zang Feng, like a weak sheep, barely resisted a few breathing kung fu, blinked kung fu, and the scabbard flew away. Afterwards, the Saber was also shocked!

Lost defeat!

On the high platform on the edge of the school ground, sitting Zhuge Yuanhong and two law enforcement elders also took a breath.

"Awesome marksmanship!" The gray-haired old man exclaimed.

Zhuge Yuanhong also shined his eyes and praised, "This is also the way of shooting when the Centurion of Qingshan is fighting. But ... At that time, there was no such perfect artistic conception. Every shot was connected, once The first shot ca n’t be broken, and in the face of the endless gun shadows of the green mountains, you will be in a situation where you ca n’t struggle! "

"The more you struggle, the worse you lose!" The indifferent middle-aged man also exclaimed, "Facing this shot, or using an overwhelming innate innocence to defeat him! Or using a faster attack to directly break him first Trick! Or, get out of that shot at a very fast speed. "

The three of them are all innate powerhouses.

Very high vision! At a glance, I can see the strength of Teng Qingshan's shooting skills. Even if it is placed among the innate strong, this shot is terrifying enough.

"Actually, Zang Feng's child has good strength. His" Meteor Sword "is probably cultivated to the second level of" Moon Sword "." The indifferent middle-aged man admired, among the innate strong people of Guiyuan He is the only one who cultivates the sword! And also practice "Meteor Sword".

"Sect Master, Teng Qingshan, is he really only seventeen years old? And this shot was created by him?" The indifferent middle-aged man looked at Zhuge Yuanhong in disbelief.

Zhuge Yuanhong nodded with a smile, and then looked at Teng Qingshan on the ring: "The shooting just now, the endless artistic conception, and the last moment, he could easily stop. The tip of the gun touched Zang Feng's throat without hurting At the slightest. With this control, he is absolutely great when he enters the realm! "

The other two law enforcement elders also nodded.

The fierce storm and violent attack stopped in a moment on the skin of the throat of the person, without hurting the slightest. This control is indeed amazing.

"With his qualifications, once it reaches innate, then, haha ​​..." Zhuge Yuanhong smiled brightly.