"Mr. Qin, he is too murderous."

Ye Xuanji's face is gloomy. Seeing the battle between the two people, he may have reversed.

At first, Ouyang Zhenyun was really fierce and took the lead, but Qin Jun was stable. When he fought back, he would fight back thousands of times more terrifying than Ouyang Zhenyun.

At this time, ye Xuanji can't sit still. Isn't it clear that he wants to kill?

"You're right. Qin Jun's murderous spirit is really strong, but Ouyang Zhenyun seems to be the one who killed all the moves, right? Can't you see that? Second elder martial brother, are you all fools? Elder martial brother doesn't have the same opinion with you. Do you really think elder martial brother is a bully? "

Yang Zhi didn't speak, but Zeng Guang on one side was cold and gloomy.

It's clearly your apprentice who first revealed the killing opportunity, and he never kept any hands. They are all fighting to kill. This kind of strength is really fierce, but fortunately, Qin Jun blocked it.

What's more, the counterattack of Qin Jun is just like the continuous flow of the river, which gives Ouyang Zhenyun a great sense of oppression.

Now the murderous spirit of Qin Jun makes ye Xuanji dissatisfied. How could Zeng Guang let him go.

"Well, it's not a good thing that there is such a murderous atmosphere among the same people. I believe that Zhenyun will also reach the end of the point, but Mr. Qin is not so sure. This man is very angry. "

Ye Xuanji hums coldly.

"I don't know if the second elder martial brother has ever heard a saying that crows fall on pigs. They can see other people's black, but they can't see their own black? Ha ha ha

Zeng Guang sneers and says that ye Xuanji's face is gloomy and he has nothing to say for a while.

But now he is more worried that Ouyang Zhenyun will lose to Qin Jun again in the second battle, so he doesn't have to take his old face.

Yang Zhi watched in silence. After all, this was an extraordinary time.

"Qin Jun killed people, but Ouyang didn't. That's the gap. "

Shizu said lightly that many people suddenly realized that even ye Xuanji had never killed anyone in Kunlun for so many years. They practiced Tao and rule by doing nothing, but Qin Jun was different. When he entered Kunlun from the foot of the mountain, the blood on his hand was no longer his own.

"Ouyang, don't let me down."

Ye Xuanji's mouth is slightly wriggling, but at this time, the two men's battle has entered a white hot stage. The most important thing is that the king of Qin has completely suppressed Ouyang Zhenyun with the momentum of lightning. Moreover, it is a momentum of destroying the dead and pulling the decadent. His fists are opposite and pressing step by step. Ouyang Zhenyun is completely in the rhythm of the king of Qin and is led by the nose by the other party.

This is the spirit, this is the strength!

Qin Jun's murderous spirit is washed away by Ouyang Zhenyun's side. Every move is made with indomitable spirit. Although he died nine years ago, he is still indomitable. Ouyang Zhenyun is completely awed by Qin Jun's momentum.

Ouyang Zhenyun's continuous progress, Qin Jun is not it?

Today's him, even against some martial uncles, he also has absolute confidence. The day after tomorrow, the realm of Xiaocheng, this is not Ouyang Zhenyun can compare, now he, at most, is a preliminary fusion of eight veins, not really the day after tomorrow master.

Qin Jun, with a strong posture and thunderous means, played one after another. Ouyang Zhenyun was so scared that he shivered. Every move seemed to hammer on his chest. Moreover, Ouyang Zhenyun couldn't beat his eyes and courage.

He knew that he had already lost, and he was doing it step by step. All his injuries were internal injuries. If he went on fighting like this, he would have to get rid of the skin if he didn't die, and it was very likely that all his years of cultivation would be in vain.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qin Jun's heavy fist fell, Ouyang Zhenyun's blood gushed, his face was like gold paper, and he quickly called out:

"I give up!"