Chapter 822

Zhan Tiannan is two places higher than Qin wujuan. Although Qin wujuan is powerful, he believes he can defeat him.

He lifted his right hand, followed it across his chest, and then kept pulling it, as if he was making noodles. With his right hand constantly pulling it, a group of fast flying Zhenqi noodle fish, like a group of elves, flew towards Qin wuheng. Qin wuheng was like the bait of these noodle fish.

Looking at the flying face fish, Qin wuheng didn't panic. She lifted her hands lightly, palms outward, fingers crossed, and then slowly pulled to both sides, as if doing chest expansion. When she pulled, a tight air net quickly overflowed from her fingertips. As soon as the air net came out, it scattered towards the face fish, which seemed light and elegant.

Michen is also an eye opener when he looks at his own moves. This kind of Qi control method can only be used after he reaches xianzun realm. The control of Qi is more accurate. Both sides constantly need to compare the control of Qi, and it depends on whose Qi is more powerful or long.

Four people's Qi control skills have undoubtedly reached a high level. Looking at their smart moves, the crowd on the stage burst into a wave of applause. In this cheering, Jikun also moved, he wants to take the lead in this sudden cheering.

His right hand trembled lightly, and countless spots of genuine Qi shot out from his fingertips. Then he quickly wiped them to the left, and five arc like rays were filled out between his fingers. These rays, at an angle of 45 degrees, slanted to xuanyang.

These spots and light, did not send out any sound of breaking the air, but in this silent through a frightening chill.

In this chill, xuanyang's eyes narrowed slightly, his left index finger and thumb twirled slightly, as if holding an embroidery needle. After a few virtual movements in the air, his finger flicked, and a Luoyi appeared in front of him. As soon as the Luoyi appeared, it kept spinning, taking in all the spots and light from Jikun, There's no line in front of him.

Looking at him as a pure man like an iron tower, but making a Luoyi like a needlework, no one sneers at him. On the contrary, he feels that he should be like this. He is an iron tower man like a needlework. It would be surprising if he was asked to chop wood to carry the burden.

When the six people were on the stage of the competition, they all fought hard, and the audience was deeply attracted. They cheered wildly from time to time. From their battles, many people also compared themselves.

"My goddess is so powerful. If she attacks me, I can only worship under her skirt..."

"What is the way of this young man in grey clothes? How can he be so powerful! I think Ambrose is dangerous. "

"I still like xuanyang. You see, he is an old man, but he practices Kung Fu so delicately that he deserves to be the first. I really admire him. He will always be my idol."

"Although you are right, Jikun has been fighting with him for such a long time, and it doesn't look like losing. I don't know who will win this time."

In the voice of people's discussion, Bai Ling sat next to a middle-aged man. This middle-aged man is extraordinary and has some immortality. People can see that he is an absolute master. Like middle-aged men, she had a dignified face. This middle-aged man is Bai Feiyang, also her father.

Because this competition is extraordinary, Bai Feiyang personally comes to cheer for his apprentice. If Jikun can win the first place, he can rightly list him as the leader and successor of hunyuanzong, which is also his long cherished wish for many years.

What he didn't expect was that Jikun's luck was a little worse. At this time, he met xuanyang. Xuanyang was the last champion. In fact, it doesn't need to be said that if Jikun can really win him, then the champion of this year will not belong to him.