"I have to say that I underestimated that you can drive me to this point. You are still the first one." Slowly wipe away the residual blood on the corners of your mouth. Qin Yun suddenly smiled. His body was already scarred, plus those blood lines. The whole person looks like pieces of meat piled up and will be scattered all over the floor at any time, but his eyes are full of pain. "Let’s decide the outcome with one move."
"As you wish," Ai Luo said quietly, and his tone was as plain as chatting, but his heart was alert, but he didn’t relax at all. Although he seemed to be the dominant player just now, he knew that it didn’t cause enough damage to his opponent. After all, his opponent was a strong enemy beyond the peak of Jade Breathing Land, and he was only a huge level gap on the second floor of Jade Breathing Land. Even a quadruple attack would be difficult to fill, which would make him lack powerful and effective means of attack for a while. Seeing that this guy seems to have a card, he also dare not underestimate it.
"Blood-eating demon body blood snail strangulation!" Qin Yun’s blood-gray eye pupil stared at the corners of Elo’s mouth and drew a smile. The radian was covered with dust, and his hands twisted out a strange printing method. The fingertip skin suddenly cracked ten ways and floated out, and the tiny blood lines were wrapped around each other into a ball of blood cells, and then they were swallowed into the blood lines on the body surface and slowly wriggled up. Soon, it turned out to be like a resurrected blood snake, and the blood lines were dazzling. In the blink of an eye, they formed an upside-down bloody vortex, and the mouth expanded like a monster’s mouth to cover the area where Elo was located.
Rich as essence, gamey smell fills the air again. Elolai doesn’t start wind walk’s huge blood vortex, which is to suddenly swallow the whole thing with a bite.
At present, it seems that a dark red world flows in the whole body, sticky blood turns up, and a series of huge blood bubbles give off a deep splash, which makes people feel as if they have come to the blood prison. Elo’s face is slightly heavy, and he blows out enough punch to break the rock, but he is easily dispersed by a shifting force brought up by the circulating blood.
The dazzling golden light gradually faded, and the light armor that was indestructible by Qin Yunru’s blows turned out to be here. It seems to be powerless and slowly collapsed. It can resist hard attacks, but this gentle but exhausted flexibility is its weakness. Of course, this does not mean that this is the limit that the light armor can bear. It can be said that Ai Luo is still far from exerting its true power. After all, he practiced this skill for too short.
"Mirror avatar!" Will temporarily maintain the spiritual force of broken light armor, Elo gently exhales, and his figure flashes two identical mirrors, and immediately drags a long sword blade and shoots out a number of them, which are mixed with black blood and silk, like mosquitoes and flies that smell fishy, but soon they are chopped into pieces by the mirror image, and the mirror image condensed with Elo’s strength rise has already possessed some attack power, although it is still comparable to the same body, it is not underestimated.
"Go!" Arlo’s mind moved, and the mirror images of two faces immediately swept to one place. Soon, two intersecting blades struggled to cut toward the blood vortex.
Outside the square is still an abnormal silence. People are all wait for a while looking at the bloody vortex like a suspended blood python. The gray robe is broken and almost crumbling. The figure’s eyes are dignified. From the blood vortex, they can feel an unusually cold and dangerous atmosphere. Even if the jade is at its peak, the strong will probably die.
Seeing Elo swallowed by the blood vortex into those original pale brothers’ faces has improved a lot. This blood snail strangulation is no stranger to them. It is almost the most powerful killer in Qin Yun. Even if you take another trick, you can never be lucky that it is difficult to be attached to the family. Although this time, I don’t know how to make a pervert, but don’t want to step on their heads.
At the first place of the attached brother, Lin Long’s face also floated with a deep self-mockery and bitterness. He knew that if he fell into the blood vortex, he would be eroded into a pool of rotten meat if he didn’t take three breaths. For the first time, he had a little doubt about his genius, because he suspected that he was much inferior to the two real geniuses in front of him.
"Miss Big …" The old face in the middle of the elders’ seat with a wry smile and the purple robe old man’s eyes looked somewhat hesitant and uneasy at Qiao’s face, such as a cage of frost and Qin ink. The intensity of this competition far exceeded his expectation. Who would have thought that two young students who were wet behind the ears would have such terrorist strength? If I had known this, he should not have allowed this competition casually.
Qin ink pursed her lips as if she hadn’t heard the words of the purple robe elder. Her beautiful eyes were staring at that, which was also the focus of several people’s eyes. There seemed to be a chill in the palm of her blood vortex, but then her eye pupil suddenly solidified because she noticed that the surface of the blood vortex seemed to bulge.
"You are proud to be able to put this trick on me." Qin Yun turned pale as paper, and his clothes turned into rags and beggars’ clothes, and with the disappearance of blood lines on his body surface, the original strong breath was also an alarming speed. Obviously, he paid a considerable price for casting this killing trick, but his eyes turned back to gray, but he was full of arrogance that he would not easily show at ordinary times.
Just as he was grinning and preparing to manipulate the blood vortex to completely kill Elo, the blood vortex suddenly gave a dull and inaudible sound and then exploded like an inflatable balloon!
"Boom!" Bloody like a dark red fireworks violent shock wave spread and fully blew up the ground with a thick layer of stone and soil, and two vague virtual shadows flew out first from it, but in a blink of an eye they were shocked to become virtual. After the lotus flower dispersed, a thin figure reappeared in the full shock gaze.
"How is it possible!" Exclaimed four times, the color in Qin Yun’s eyes suddenly solidified and froze, and his face was suddenly livid for a long time, and he almost lost his cool. There was a hint of understanding in the violent roar. It was incredible that he imagined that he had used all his skills in the real method, and how could the other party still be safe and sick?
Body shape along the impact like a leaf staggered falling stone Ai Luo stuffy hum a face is also very pale, although his surface seems to be hurt, but his physical and mental strength has almost been overdrawn. If it weren’t for the support of God’s tactic, I’m afraid he would have fallen to the ground, but although he had a hard time, it was much better than a spent force. Qin Yun suspected that his eyes were locked on the whole body and his breath was weak to the extreme, and his opponent Ai Luo’s eyes were still sharp and he didn’t have any pranayama. Now is the best time for him to suddenly and violently plunder again!
See Errol once again rushed to Qin Yun’s eyes and finally passed a panic, just about to retreat, but the feeling of weakness on the body made the muscles and meridians ache violently. Elol looked at the speed and was slow. Many Qin Yunmeng gritted his teeth and mobilized the remaining spiritual body to accelerate suddenly, and then the iron fist broke the latter’s hasty and fragile defense and hit it straight.
"Hey!" Just like a broken bone, Qin Yun’s body trembled dramatically, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, but Elo still had a cold face. Every punch was almost mechanically continuous, and every punch would ring a low voice mixed with a broken bone.
"Come out!" Looking at the hematemesis, but still trying to fight back against Qin Yun Arrow like crazy, his eyes are not shaken at all. Since the other party is holding a murder to him, he naturally won’t do it. The soft-hearted fool will be relieved when his hands work hard to condense the blade and slash it out with the intention of hitting Qin Yun out of the field. An old figure will suddenly drop his sleeve robe before his eyes. A roll of the blade will shake and then hold Qin Yun, who is close to syncope, to stop his wound from bleeding until the latter’s face shows a trace of extremely pale blood.
When the body turned over, it unloaded the force of Elo’s one-handed support. Huo Ran looked up and found that Qin Yun was an old man who had never seen a purple robe before, but his breath should also be a Wangfu elder.
The appearance of the purple-robed elders also caused a uproar in the square, which is generally similar to the race test. These elders with high status will not intervene casually unless things get out of control …
Slowly, he looked straight at the purple-robed old man who was treating Qin Yun. Although he was also badly hurt, his body remained alert and ready for war. He knew that Qin Yun’s status in the palace must be high, and it was normal for him to be beaten into that virtue by himself. No matter what, he could not really be killed in public.
"Who are your family elders?" The purple-robed old man turned his head and stared at Elo’s old eyes with a flash of anger, but it was immediately covered up by him. He frowned slightly and asked whether the theory of drinking was strength, identity or talent. Qin Yun was the most outstanding of the straight brothers, and if nothing unexpected happened in the future, he would probably become a palm in the palace. These elders naturally attached great importance to it. Although Elo also showed no less potential than the former, he was still a vassal. Compared with Qin Yun, it is still difficult to change the ingrained mindset that "vassal is never as straight as it is".
Even if the brothers attached to the clan are excellent, what can they do? The public is still so careless and wanton, so it is not a loss of the name of Prince Zhihe!
However, on this occasion, it is not good for him to directly criticize Elo. What’s worse, there is a young lady who seems to take care of this little girl. Although she is a little annoyed by this little ignorance, she dare not lend him a courage to shoot Elo now.
Chapter one hundred and ten Champion!
"A small name doesn’t belong to a family." Elo told the truth, but people around him heard a roll of their eyes. Can a small name beat Qin Yun so badly?
"You ….." Purple robe elder obviously this is Arlo’s deliberate banter, and his face is a little blue. He just wanted to ask again a cold look, but suddenly he threw up like a cold snap. Immediately, his face froze and he was going to tunnel "You won this competition."
"That the race test champion …" Elo chuckled. He could see that the old guy was a little displeased with himself, but he was not surprised that he won the title fair and square, even if Qin Yuntian came to this race test champion, he would never let it go easily.
"Attached people also dare to get their hands on the championship? Wishful thinking! " That after simple treatment to restore some strength Qin Yun smell speech eyes a cold immediately sneer at a way
Arlo ignored the chill in the depths of his black eyes, but it became more and more dense.
"Shut up!" The purple-robed old man turned his head and scolded his face, which was not very good-looking. This competition was allowed by him personally. Even if he wanted to go back on his word, it was impossible. He took a glance in the direction of Qin Mo without trace and hesitated for a long time. Finally, Nai tunnel "Since it was agreed in advance, the old man will not break his word. The race test champion belongs to you."
The old sound echoed slowly and the whole square was silent for a moment, and then a huge wave of cheers suddenly broke out, as if it were going to completely drown the square. It was deafening, especially when the younger brothers of the clan attached to it raised their faces, punched their fists and drank loudly, and looked at the thin figure on the stage. There was a faint trace of fanaticism in their eyes. The position of the champion in the national survey has always been dominated by the straight, even if they are outstanding geniuses in the clan attached to it, they have to be a foil. But today they saw a miracle. This is the first time in history that the clan attached to win the champion in the national survey.
Listening to the sea of cheers around him, Qin Yun’s face turned completely gloomy. He gave Elo a murderous look, turned around and walked outside the square without saying a word.
I don’t care much about Qin Yun’s hatred of not being able to spit his flesh. One or two people are not right anyway, and he doesn’t have to be afraid of an egomaniac. He has to breathe a sigh of relief and his muscles are sore, and slowly relax to Elo. This just makes him feel weak and painful. The surface wound also stimulates the nerves, which makes him grin and almost sit on the ground by the rushing waves.
The palm of your hand wiped his forehead, mixed with blood, dust and sweat, as if suddenly he had lifted a burden that he had suppressed for a long time. At the same time, he felt a sense of unprecedented comfort, and at the same time, he was a little tired after the war. He did not know how much sweat he had devoted to winning the goal. He used to bear the waste to clear his name. Although those things had long since gone, the shadow was hard to leave a knot in his heart. Now he relies on his own efforts to surpass one pretentious genius after another and completely erase those hidden knots.
Of course, it’s more important that he should prove himself in front of that indifferent but gentle sister, who promised that he had done it as a joke. No one dared to deny that he was the champion this time.
Eyes seemed to have an inductive turn, and just a pair of beautiful eyes full of smiles and gratifications bumped into a dish. Elo’s lips showed a little warmth, and then he stared at skyclan. After the test, he should also go home. I believe that his mother will be very happy to know this news.
The golden platform atmosphere is a little frozen. The representatives of the major forces from Yan City are not looking at the square with a startled face, and their eyes are the most dazzling in that doubt. After a long time, they gradually pressed their hearts and set off waves. The line of sight happened to coincide in Qin Yuntian, where several high-ranking Wangfu figures passed over the crowd in a veiled way and could not help but look complicated and whisper to each other.
Obviously, no one can imagine the final result of the ethnographic test, because the champions of ethnographic test in the past years were all won by Qin Wangfu’s brother-in-law, and they have never fallen behind. This has almost become a matter of course in people’s minds. Even if there are one or two outstanding successors in the affiliated family occasionally, it has not really shaken this convention. It is quite good for ordinary affiliated brothers to be unbeaten in the hands of their brother-in-law. Their family background almost determines the height they can reach now. Compared with those real ubers. Even if they are excellent, there is still a temporary method to make up for the gap, but now this system has lasted for many years, but it was broken alive by a small family who didn’t know what to do under their noses!
Although some rules have been disrupted, no one has any justice and doubts about the title. The fierce stalemate in the previous World War I is still vivid in my mind. Even the older generation of strong people have a faint feeling of suffocation, or not many people have known about the clan before, but for Qin Yun, it is almost unknown. This is said to be the best genius of Qin Wangfu for several years, and the talent is comparable to that of Miss Qin Wangfu. Even so powerful opponents, it is still difficult for people to imagine how a clan-born guy can be so strong.
Qin Mo’s beautiful eyes beside the elders’ seats were dazed and looked at the thin figure that became the focus of the field. At that time, it seemed that she couldn’t return to her senses. She knew that Elo’s once-recognized waste child had been completely transformed, but she never thought that he could even defeat Qin Yun. When the teenager said that he would win the race test champion more than once, he always thought it was a moment of trying to be brave and joking, but he actually did it until now. Everything that the teenager said at that time was serious.
"Stubborn little guy …" O, like a deep lake, slightly flashes Qin Mo’s pretty face, which is covered by an ice desert, slowly reveals a thrilling little smile.
Compared with others who were shocked and excited, Qin Yuntian’s original smile faded away a little, and his fingers unconsciously tapped on the chair handle. He sat in the seat with a deep breath and heavy eyebrows and eyes, including several Wangfu elders beside him. Colin’s face was a little changeable at the moment, so the result was so strange that who would have expected that a quietly-heard family had such strong strength that he almost surpassed all his direct brothers, even Qin Yun.
In particular, the expression of the small family owner of the Cheng family is even more complicated and inexplicable. He also felt a little resentful that Cheng Hui Cheng Yao was defeated by Elo’s hand. He always thought that two people were too underestimating the enemy to cause defeat, but now his heart is balanced. Even Qin Yun can’t resist this. It’s strange that Cheng Yao and others don’t lose.
"Ha-ha, this clan test is really wonderful. Young Ying Jie of Qin Wangfu will succeed in time." Lang, the first stout old man, laughed with a loud voice, but he didn’t seem to care about the clan test results. Generally, he never even glanced at the corner of his eye.
"I’m flattered by the elders." Qin Yuntian’s mouth twitched slightly, but his eyes flashed with a smile. If he put it in the front, no matter what the final result of the clan test was, he wouldn’t care. But this time, he tried his best to invite a clan elder to attend the ceremony, but such an accident happened. Isn’t it that he is not as good as the clan?
This little … Where did it come from? Qin Yuntian looked at the desk and stroked the teacup as if to hide the fluctuation in his heart, and the subtle mans flashed deep in his eyes.
"Sir", a wrinkled old man with a short and rickety figure suddenly came up behind Qin Yuntian with a slight bend. First, he shouted at Qin Yun Tianhe, and then he didn’t glance at him. The stout old man respectfully went his separate ways, and then he looked around with some hesitation, which seemed awkward.
"Don’t housekeeper have something to say" Qin Yun said eyebrows a wrinkly immediately waved light way.
"Yes," said Mr. Mo, another housekeeper who stooped humbly, and then tried his best to lower his hoarse voice. "Sir, the young man’s name, Errol, is not bad. He was not a member of the Qin Palace but was brought into the house by a big lady five years ago."
"Not from Wangfu?" Listen to the old man whispered Qin Yuntian dazed and then heavy eyebrows slightly wrinkled mind repeatedly searching for the name of Arlo is a gain.
"Ai ….." It’s the side of the tea resting to restore energy. The stout old man leans back in the chair as if he were consciously leaning slightly, and his mouth is low and inaudible. There is a sharp milli-awn in his turbid eyes, but these abnormalities are extremely subtle at first sight, so even Qin Yuntian has no notice.
Chapter one hundred and eleven Qin Mo marriage
"Let Mo Er go to the room later" thoughtfully for a moment. Qin Yun Tian still temporarily pressed his thoughts to restore the original dignified and calm tone, and ordered the latter to retreat immediately.
"The old man is also somewhat interested in this small pour, and it is by no means unusual to attach people." The stout old man is also instantly restored to his original expression and pretended not to hear the words of Mo Guanjia. He took a sip of fragrant tea casually and indifferently.
"oh? It’s really a small honor to get the elders to treat each other differently. "Qin Yuntian’s eyelids jumped immediately and she turned her head without a trace.
The pudgy old man also smiled and his face was faintly crossed with a different color. He glanced around in the crowded square and let go of the teacup. Then he said, "Let’s announce that as soon as possible."
Chapter one hundred and nine Victory!
