Chapter 1100

Liu Qing's eyes moved slightly, put them on Mo Lingtian below, and said indifferently, "what do you want to say?"

Mo Lingtian met Liu Qing's eyes fearlessly and said angrily: "I think Liu Qing knows a lot more about the rules of the arena than I do. Although there are no injuries and disabilities here, death is never allowed. Now, Liu Qing's move is so terrible that he intends to kill brother Zhuo. What should be the explanation?"

Liu Qing showed a trace of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth and said, "I have just reminded Zhuo Wen that I can't control the power of stepping on the Dragon gun, so there may be bad consequences, so I have given Zhuo Wen a chance to live."

Speaking of this, Liu Qing's sarcastic color at the corners of her mouth became more and more strong, and said, "this son didn't know how to seize the opportunity and dared to shout with me. Although he asked me to use the Dragon gun, he died under the Dragon gun. Do you deserve it?"

"You..."

Mo Lingtian glared angrily, but he didn't know how to refute. What Liu Qing said was reasonable. The former and latter did remind Zhuo Wen, but Zhuo Wen didn't listen.

"Then you shouldn't kill him. You just need to defeat brother Zhuo, but you didn't show any mercy. Obviously, you had the idea of killing brother Zhuo. After all, in the process of fighting, who would take the initiative to kneel down and surrender?" Canan roared.

Liu Qing's eyes were so indifferent that he sneered: "I still need you to nag about my business? I didn't say it just now. I have reminded Zhuo Wen, but he didn't take the initiative to beg for mercy. Now he is in such a situation. He can only blame Zhuo Wen for his arrogance."

Everyone around is also looking strange. Liu Qing's stepping on the Dragon gun just now really has no mercy. Even there is a trace of killing opportunity in it. It is clear that he wants to solve Zhuo Wen.

However, Liu Qing's reason is also reasonable. He has reminded that Zhuo Wen that it is difficult for him to control the power of stepping on the Dragon gun, but that Zhuo Wen did not take the initiative to admit defeat, but let Liu Qing play. The responsibility is not entirely on Liu Qing.

I'm afraid even if the senior management of the college knows about this, they should not blame Liu Qing too much. After all, as Liu Qing said, he has warned Zhuo Wen of the danger of stepping on the Dragon gun before. Of course, Liu Qing's words are quite overbearing, and it is certainly impossible to admit defeat with Zhuo Wen's character.

It can be said that this should have been designed by Liu Qing. Taking advantage of Zhuo Wen's character, he declared the power of stepping on the Dragon gun in advance. Under this premise, it would be an accident if Zhuo Wen was accidentally killed.

Mo Lingtian still wanted to say something, but Liu Qing brushed her sleeves impatiently, and a terrible cold swept in, forming a terrible snow storm and plundering towards Mo Lingtian's four people.

Pedal pedal!

The pupils of the four people shrunk. Under this terrible snowstorm, they retreated hundreds of steps without resistance and almost retreated to the edge of the arena.

"You four still go away. Zhuo Wen deserves to die in the arena. If you feel unconvinced, just come up and challenge my eldest brother."

It seemed that a sharp voice sounded again. Liu Xiang's hands were on her hips, and her beautiful eyes were full of mockery, staring at Mo Lingtian.

"You..."

Canaan shouted angrily and stepped on the soles of his feet. When he was about to rush out, he was caught in his hand by Mo Lingtian.

"Brother Mo!" Canaan said anxiously.

"Canaan! Don't be impulsive. You're going to die." Mo Lingtian shook his head and said.

"But brother Zhuo, he......" Canaan's eyes rose red.

Mo Lingtian shook his head and said; "Now the ice and Snow Dragon hasn't stopped moving. Maybe brother Zhuo hasn't died yet. Moreover, our strength is too weak to compete with the imperial Pavilion. If you want to avenge brother Zhuo, you can only improve your strength as soon as possible. Now rushing out is reckless to die. It's not worth it at all."

Hearing the speech, Canaan also calmed down. What Mo Lingtian said is right. His strength is too weak now. There is only the supreme realm. Don't mention Liu Qing for such cultivation. Even Liu Xiang is not an opponent.

"Strength!" with his fists together, Canaan clenched his teeth and murmured in a low voice.

"Ha ha! The four of you are still thinking that Zhuo Wen is still alive? Is it naive? I can tell you that my eldest brother's Dragon stepping spear is a strong man who has seriously injured the peak of heaven. Although he is somewhat different, he has such a low cultivation, how can he survive in the Dragon stepping spear?" Liu Xiang mocked the tunnel.

Mo Lingtian's eyes were gloomy, and their faces became very ugly. They fell into silence without retorting. They could also feel the power and terror of stepping on the Dragon gun, and had little hope in their hearts.

In the remote corner of the stand, the evil moon raised a radian at the corner of her mouth, while Mo Yan Wushang was a pretty face, slightly ugly, and the willow eyebrows frowned gently.

"It should be almost!"

Liu Qing smiled more and more brightly on the ice and snow dragon. After so long, he knew that Zhuo Wen swallowed by the ice and Snow Dragon had been eroded by the dark ice cold.

"Is Liu Qing going to untie the Dragon gun? With the power of the Dragon gun, Zhuo Wen is probably completely cut off by the terrible cold."

"It's ironic that such an evil genius should fall into the arena."

Liu Qing's actions naturally attracted the attention of many people under the stage. Soon, the whispers rang out like echoes in the valley.

At the moment, Liu Qing slightly raised his right foot, and a surging yuan force gushed out of the soles of his feet. Immediately when Liu Qing was about to step down, a strong sense of crisis rose from Liu Qing's brain, and the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, which made his hair stand upright and exposed a trace of fine sweat behind him.

Click!

When this foreboding just sounded, the snow dragon at Liu Qing's feet roared fiercely and began to twist his body crazily. The huge dragon eyes showed a trace of pain.

"What happened?"

Liu Qing's pupil tightened into a needle. Immediately, he felt that the twisting frequency of the snow dragon under his feet suddenly accelerated. Then he was directly thrown out of the snow dragon under this great force.

The soles of his feet took several steps in the void. Liu Qing stopped in the air tens of meters away. He looked at the ice and snow dragon in front of him, full of surprise and doubt.

The audience also noticed the crazy twisting ice and snow dragon, and their eyes were surprised. They wondered why the ice and Snow Dragon suddenly became so violent, and even Liu Qing was thrown out.

"What's the matter? Liu Qing can't seem to control the snow dragon now." after doubt, the crowd was full of voices of discussion.

Ouch!

Suddenly, the ice and Snow Dragon roared sadly, and immediately the surface of the huge dragon body began to show a trace of cracks, which spread in all directions like a cobweb, and soon enveloped the whole ice and snow dragon.

Bang!

When the cracks spread all over the whole body of the ice dragon, a slight explosion sounded, and then the ice dragon disintegrated in full view of the public and broke into countless pieces of ice.

The ice crumbs fell on the ground and piled up into an ice and snow hill. On the top of the ice and snow hill, a figure stood slowly, holding a long black knife, standing proudly on the top of the mountain, staring at the Liu Qing above, and his eyes were as plain as water.

"Zhuo Wen?"

Eyes converged on the figure, and soon the surroundings fell into a brief silence. After the silence, there was a violent uproar around.

Zhuo Wen, after being swallowed by the ice dragon, came out unharmed, and the ice dragon was broken by him?

All the people around the arena and the stage have a tacit understanding to focus their eyes on this figure, and the expression on their faces is surprisingly consistent, that is, there is a dull feeling in their doubts.

"This guy..." Liu Qing's pupils shrunk and murmured in a low voice.

On the stand, the members of the imperial Pavilion led by Liu Xiang fell into a strange and repressive atmosphere. They just looked at the figure on the top of the snow mountain and couldn't speak one after another.

"Senior Liu Qing! Is that the only power of your dragon stepping spear? It's like your previous careful reminder. It's of no use to me."

I saw the figure on the top of the snow mountain, slowly raised his head, exposed the slightly beautiful indifferent face, the corners of his mouth were slightly open, and a clear voice sounded like Hong Zhong Da LV, ringing through everyone's ears and echoing constantly.

WOW!

At the moment when the sound of Qingyue just fell, the whole arena was boiling. Zhuo Wen broke Liu Qing's Dragon gun, and many people's eyes changed from dull to excited.

This was a big reversal. Originally, everyone thought that Zhuo Wen would be defeated under the Dragon spear, and even his bones would not exist.

But now, when Zhuo Wen finally appeared in the sight of the people, the blood in the hearts of the people was ignited, and the battle needed such a reversal. Only such a surprise would surprise many people watching the war.

At the same time, Liu Qing fell into a trance because of the figure on the top of the snow mountain. However, when Zhuo Wen spoke, his eyes showed a gloomy color. He didn't expect that the Dragon gun was broken by Zhuo Wen.

"It seems that you think you're right to break my dragon gun by luck? Next I'll beat you completely."

His eyes were cloudy, Liu Qing stepped on the empty soles of his feet, and suddenly the whole person turned into a streamer. As soon as he stretched out the empty hands, he held the black iron heavy gun in the palm of his hand and flew away towards Zhuo Wen again.

"You don't have this chance. The strongest moves can't help me. What can you beat me?"

Zhuo Wen shook his head, and his hands suddenly formed a strange seal formula. A sad breath fell on Liu Qing like a curse, making the latter's body stagnate