Chapter 2642

I wish my comrades a happy National Day!

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Qin Shuang looked at the statue, his eyes became firm and said, "I'll go and have a look at the statue."

Meteor sword!

Qin Shuang's sword dances so fast in his hand that he can't see the body of the sword at all. It's like a ray of light wrapping Qin Shuang's body, flicking away the thorns or twining tentacles, and approaching the statue step by step.

"What does he want to do?" Niu Gaoyuan gaped.

"Hum..."

Seeing Qin approaching the statue, the statue seemed angry. More tentacles shot from behind it, like a fallen forest, hitting her.

Qin Shuang's body is wrapped in a ball of light, which is the sword light, approaching the statue.

She approached very hard, and the impact of the tentacle was too strong. At this time, what she uses is not Yuan Li at all, but the real ontological power.

The ontological power of the Ninth Heaven Xuanxian at the beginning of the tenth layer is this kind of power. It can't cut off those tentacles all at once. It can only split those tentacles and move them forward step by step.

"Stupid!" Niu Gaoyuan sneered: "so many strong people are trapped. He, a big Luo Jinxian, is going to destroy the statue. He really wants to die."

For the immortal array division, it's not their style to fight hard with the enemy. They are usually very elegant, and call this kind of friars who fight directly with the enemy Mangfu. They are all in the same formation. If they go on, they will trap and even kill the enemy.

However, when their array can only protect their lives, and they are still reluctant to hide, but they see that the more brave friars will die in front of them, there is an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

A rash man is a rash man, even if a woman is trained, she is also a rash man.

"Boom boom..."

All of a sudden, there was a huge roar from behind them. People couldn't help looking back. The cow's eyes were wide open, and a kind of dog's feeling came into being.

It was a young man, a golden robe, full of overbearing feeling, hands wearing a pair of Golden Gloves, one punch to bombard, while quickly close to the central square.

Overbearing!

Mang!

Absolutely reckless!

Every punch is absolute power, the golden light burst out from the two fists, large black vines were smashed, and the body shape was crushed all the way.

"The mystery of power!"

Qin Shuang looks stunned. She has the inheritance of blood Qin. Naturally, she knows that among the many heritages, there is one that is most difficult to practice and understand.

Power!

This kind of power is totally different from that of Qin Shuang, which is a complete ontological power. If it's vulgar, it's brute force.

However, this young man in golden robe is different. He is not using the power of noumenon, but just like other friars, he is using Xianyuan power. It's just that his way is different from others.

Power!

Pure power!

Through upanism, the pure power between heaven and earth is aroused, and upanism erupts into incomparable power.

Qin Shuang's Noumenon power is a real physical power, and there will be no immortal power gushing out. But this boy is different. Every punch is golden.

Golden light full of power!

This is much higher than Qin Shuang's Noumenon power. Qin Shuang is the initial power of the tenth level of Jiutian Xuanxian, which can play the initial power of the tenth level of Jiutian Xuanxian.

But this boy is different.

Qin Shuang can see that his cultivation is only at the peak of the early days of Da Luo Jinxian, but the strength of each blow is more than the first level of Jiutian Xuanxian.

This is terrible!

"Boom boom..."

The young man rushed straight into the central square and rushed towards the statue.

"Is this man Shabi? Also want to attack that statue? " The cattle are far away.

The woman next to him flattered, "I don't think his brain has IQ, it's all muscle."

"Whoosh..."

A thick tentacle cleaved down towards the boy, like a giant stick.

The young man suddenly drank: "nothing can block my young master's fist."

"Boom..."

The fist and tentacle of the golden robed boy hit the big tentacle. The big tentacle was pounded up by him, but it didn't break. Instead, it split down again.

"Ha ha ha..." Niu Gaoyuan couldn't help laughing: "this fool, there's nothing that can block my young master's blow..."

"If so, two fists!"

At this time, the young man in the golden robe yelled again, and the golden man on his fist was even better.

"Boom..."

The fist hit the tentacle again, but it didn't hurt at all."Three punches, then!"

"Bang!"

The boy in the golden robe roared, then jumped up and punched the tentacle.

That fist suddenly golden light big prosperous, suddenly soars three times.

"Boom..."

The tentacle was blasted by the young man in the golden robe.

"Ha ha ha..." The young man in the golden robe said with a wild smile: "you are good, demon. You can block my master's three punches. Come, let me break your body. "

"Boom..."

The boy in the golden robe rushed up again.

Niu Gaoyuan's laughter has been stuck in his throat, and the three people are silent. At half a sound, the woman trembled:

"he Are you still human? "

Qin Shuang is also a spirit, to a fierce man!

"Qiang Qiang..."

Qin Shuang unfolds the meteor sword technique. The power of the noumenon comes from the immortal sword in his hand. Although he doesn't cut his tentacles, he swings his tentacles and approaches forward.

"Well?"

Qin Shuang's look was surprised. At this time, the boy in the golden robe had already made more than ten punches, but he just opened his tentacles and didn't break them as before.

"Boom boom..."

"Qiang Qiang..."

Qin Shuang and the figure of the boy in the golden robe have gradually approached behind the dozens of monks kneeling on the ground. In their hands, Tang Li and Xu Kaiyun also approached. Now they also want to understand that if they can't blow up the statue on the premise of consuming more than half of their Xianyuan power, they will be in a defensive state, just like those monks who are entangled by tentacles now, they will defend passively, until their pills and Xianjing are all consumed, and their Xianyuan power is exhausted.

The end result is either self explosion or becoming a puppet, kneeling in front of the statue.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, an angry roar came from the statue. Then, dozens of monks kneeling in front of the statue stood up, turned around and looked at Qin Shuang.

"No!"

Qin Shuang was shocked. These dozens of friars are all nine heaven Xuanxian. If they go together, they can't stand it.

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