Chapter 1097

"Your Excellency! Teach this kid a lesson and let him know the majesty of our imperial Pavilion."

"You think you're the best in the world when you've defeated several Tianzun warriors at the peak of Jinzun territory? The pavilion leader must let this frog at the bottom of the well have a long memory."

Zhuo Wen's retreat immediately attracted the loud ridicule and even ridicule of the people who called the emperor Pavilion on the grandstand.

"You overestimate yourself, do you really compare palm with my big brother? Think you can compete with my big brother if you defeat palm? It's like a frog at the bottom of a well." Liu Xiang raised her chin slightly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of mockery.

On the other side of the stand, Mo Lingtian and Canaan gathered their fists tightly and frowned slightly. They didn't expect that Liu Qing's strength was so strong that it didn't apply to weapons, so they forced Zhuo Wen back.

"Zhuo Wen! There are so many talents in the college, and there are countless Tianzun martial artists, but only 32 can enter the Tianzun list. Do you really think the talents in the Tianzun list are in vain?" he forced Zhuo Wen back, and Liu Qing stood proudly and stared at Zhuo Wendao indifferently.

Controlling the vitality of the blood soul tree, after repairing the wound at the mouth of the left tiger, Zhuo Wen focused on Liu Qing again, and his face became very serious.

It seems that Liu Qing did have some trust before. Although Liu Qing's cultivation is the middle period of Tianzun like palm, his combat power is far better than the latter. No wonder Liu Qing can be listed on the Tianzun list. As expected, it is not comparable to ordinary Tianzun warriors.

"I was a little arrogant before, but I think I can force you to use weapons and even defeat you."

With that, Zhuo Wen stepped out step by step, and the speed was faster and faster. A gust of wind roared out of his body. Then he saw a surge of blood color and magic gas gushing out of Zhuo style, and Zhuo Wen's black hair was dyed into blood hair, and the black pupil turned into blood pupil.

"I'm a demon! The killing devil is integrated into the killing trend, kill!"

With a low cry, Zhuo Wen's momentum was more terrible than before. A stream of blood was wrapped around him, making Zhuo Wen look distant and mysterious at the moment, as if the ancient devil was born.

"Hmm? This guy... His momentum has increased again? What's the secret method?" Liu Qing was stunned when he felt the suddenly increased momentum on Zhuo Wen.

The sudden explosion of Zhuo Wen naturally attracted the attention of others under the stage, especially when seeing Zhuo culture in the state of blood, hair and eyes.

"The secret method of the devil's way? There will be a lot of unorthodox things, but even if there are many methods, it's useless. The gap between him and Liu Qing is like a gap, which is difficult to make up." on the stand in a remote corner, Xie Yue sneered and sneered at Zhuo Wen's magic secret method.

Sitting not far away, Mo Yan Wushang shook his head and sneered, "I don't think so. Zhuo Wen may not lose this time."

The soft tone was to spit out his tongue. Naturally, he felt the smell of gunpowder between Mo Yan Wushang and evil moon, shrugged and said, "there's nothing to argue about. When the result comes out later, everything will be revealed."

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, the blood shadow transformed by Zhuo Wen was swept in front of Liu Qing. The seven killing knife was raised over his head and immediately chopped down. This knife was not only wrapped in the general trend of killing, but also contained the killing magic way perceived by Zhuo Wen. The combination of the two was much more powerful than at the beginning.

Liu Qing frowned slightly. Although he could vaguely feel that Zhuo Wen's knife was different from that just now, Liu Qing didn't pay much attention to his own confidence. He also raised his hands upward and puffed out yuan force, which was around the surface of his palms.

Keng!

The crisp song sounded again. This scene was very similar to that just now. Liu Qing still tried to stop Zhuo Wen's seven kill knife with his bare hands, but the result was completely different.

Click!

A slightly dull cracking sound sounded, and Liu Qing was stunned to find that there were a trace of cracks on the surface of Yuanli gloves attached to his hands.

"What's the matter? Why is this guy's knife so powerful?"

Liu Qing gave a low cry, but his low cry didn't last long. The Qi Sha Dao was as powerful as a rainbow, and the blade swept away the peerless edge. Finally, the Yuanli gloves on his hands burst in a large area.

"Go back!"

When Liu Qing felt the growing cracks on Yuanli's gloves, his pupils tightened to the extreme. With a stamp on the soles of his feet, he immediately flew back and wanted to get out of the range of the seven kill sabre.

"It's too late to think about quitting now."

Zhuo Vincent's voice came from the cold, and immediately the seven killing knife passed by, while Liu Qing's left little finger and ring finger were caught off guard, cut off by the seven killing knife, and a wisp of blood came out.

Pedal pedal!

Liu Qing stepped back dozens of steps and covered the two broken fingers of his left hand. The bright red blood slowly flowed down along the fingers of his right hand. The blood dropped on the platform and made a ticking sound.

Although the sound was very slight, it was so loud and clear that it echoed clearly in everyone's ears compared with the slightly silent atmosphere around.

"Liu Qing is hurt?"

Looking at the blood dripping on the battle platform, the people around fell into a brief silence, and even burst into a noisy sound.

On the stand, all the people in the imperial Pavilion led by Liu Xiang were silent one after another, and their eyes showed a look of surprise. Even they didn't expect that Liu Qing was cut off two fingers in this confrontation.

"Ha ha! Evil moon, how dare you say that Liu Qing will win this war?" on the remote corner of the stand, Mo Yan said no war, slightly sneering.

Evil moon frowned lightly and said faintly: "Mo Yan has no sorrow! Don't forget that Liu Qing hasn't used the black iron heavy gun. The confrontation with Zhuo Wen just now is barehanded. If Liu Qing is serious, Zhuo Wen doesn't have to lose."

"That's not necessarily true!" Mo Yan shook his head slightly without sorrow, and the beautiful eyes were put back on the tall and straight figure like pine.

"You are... Dying!" the silence on the platform lasted only a moment, which was broken by a voice of anger.

Liu Qing's two severed fingers on his left hand had recovered, and his eyes stared at Zhuo Wen in surprise and anger. For the first time, in full view of the public, he was hurt by the mole ants he despised, which was an absolute disgrace to Liu Qing.

Boom!

Liu Qing pulled her right hand in front of her chest. Suddenly, the dark iron heavy gun carried behind her was ruthlessly held in her hand by Liu Qing. Immediately, the tail of the gun handle hit the ground heavily. The dull sense of massiness made the whole battle platform fall into a very violent shaking.

At the same time when the vibration sounded, everyone around the stage was slightly twitching. It seems that Liu Qing is going to use the black iron heavy gun. Zhuo Wen is going to be unlucky.

"OK, OK! You have successfully angered me. As a reward, I will abuse you and make you feel a deep sense of shame." Liu Qing stared at Zhuo Wen fiercely and gnashed his teeth.

Zhuo Wen stood quietly, stared at Liu Qing in front of him indifferently, and said, "then you come! If you bark like a dog there, you think you're right. Can you really abuse me?"

As soon as he said this, Liu Qing's complexion stagnated, strands of blood gradually appeared in his eyes, and the green tendons in front of his forehead were exposed. At present, Zhuo Wen finally succeeded and angered him.

"Die!"

With a low cry, Liu Qing's right foot suddenly jumped. Suddenly, the black iron heavy gun standing on the ground was provoked by his foot. Then Liu Qing's right palm blasted heavily on the handle of the black iron heavy gun, and the surging yuan force spit out. The black iron heavy gun was like an arrow flying out of the string.

Whoosh!

The sound of a slightly harsh scream suddenly rang through the battle platform. Immediately, the people found that the huge black iron heavy gun, with a frightening hiss and compressed air, came straight towards Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen's pupils were tiny. The smell emitted by the black iron heavy gun surprised him faintly.

"Cut!"

Zhuo Wen was as motionless as a mountain. He raised his knife in his right hand over his head and chopped it down. The killing trend was perfectly combined with the killing devil road to mobilize the general trend of the world around him. For a moment, the air around Zhuo Wen was stagnant, crushed by a terrible weight, forming countless spiral Qi.

Boom!

The seven kill knife hit the tip of the black iron heavy gun heavily. Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that there was a terrible force in his right hand. The force spread all over the place, which made his right hand numb.

"What a powerful force!"

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. Under this great force, he only felt the blood boiling in his body, and immediately regressed again and again. The seven kill knife hit the black iron heavy gun, making a very loud sound of gold and iron.

Pedal pedal!

The sound of crisp footsteps kept ringing back, while Zhuo Wen was still retreating. When the soles of his feet stepped on the edge of the platform, Zhuo Wen howled. All his strength gathered on his feet, and his right foot stepped on the surface of the platform. The terrible force was that the stones on the edge were cracked.

Finally, at the edge of the battle platform, Zhuo Wen's body finally stopped, and his right hand holding the seven kill knife also faintly trembled, and a trace of cherry red blood flowed out of the tiger's mouth.

"I didn't get fired by this shot. It seems that your strength is beyond my expectation, but it's just what I want. I haven't abused you well. How can I defeat you so quickly?"

Liu Qing stepped on the void and instantly fell on the handle of the black iron heavy gun. Under the roaring wind, his black robe floated with the wind and made a sound of hunting. He looked down at Zhuo Wen from above.

"Get down on your knees!"

Liu Qing smiled grimly, and his right foot suddenly stepped on the black iron heavy gun. Suddenly, the more terrible power spread. Immediately, Zhuo Wen snorted, but his knees were slightly bent, and he almost had to kneel on the ground.

"It's very tenacious. You'd better kneel down for me!" Liu Qing snorted coldly. His right foot lifted up again and fell heavily. This time, for example, his strength was more powerful. He believed that Zhuo Wen must kneel down.

"Enchanted double!"

A low voice sounded, and immediately a more terrible breath came from under the xuantie heavy gun. Immediately, Liu Qing was stunned to find that the xuantie heavy gun, which was as stable as Mount Tai, began to shake violently