Under one person: You also said that you are not an evil cultivator!

Chapter 87 Proud boy, the banquet is over!

The blue veins on Zhuge Qing's forehead popped up in an instant, and he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Don't bully me too much, I'm already wide open!"

In the next second, the jacket on his body was thrown by him, finally revealing the complete overalls.

"Divine Disk, Liuhe!"

He let out a low cry, and an amber mask appeared around him in an instant.

Although Su Ming's figure was covered by the Five Ghost Raising Body Technique, he still caught the spot. The knife collided with the amber mask and made a sound of gold and iron, and then Zhuge Qing burst out a wave of blood. Juli leaned sideways suddenly.

"In my Qimen, if I don't even know where you are, wouldn't it be a bit too disappointing for the name of Wuhou Qimen?"

Su Ming quickly stepped back a few steps, groaning and spat out a mouthful of blood, "Suspenders Tieshanke. Are you?"

"Zhuge Qing! Do you remember?" Zhuge Qing's face revealed a look of pride. Although he enjoyed the shock in Su Ming's eyes, the fact that this was only a defensive move could defeat him If there is no change, how can he take it lightly.

Facing ordinary strangers, maybe he could throw some water to tease him, but facing Su Ming, yesterday's match was enough to cheer him up.

While stepping left to open the distance, some fine water droplets slowly condensed on the two fingers, and he gave a clear drink, "Kanzi, water bomb!"

The fine water droplets looked harmless, even a little fragile, as if they might evaporate in the world at any time, but the second they left his fingers, they seemed to absorb the power of the world, and they continued to grow stronger. , expand, and shoot out quickly!

The short distance of two meters has already turned the water drop into the size of a cannonball, and even the speed and strength are even better, but if it touches a little bit, it will end in death or serious injury.

This is the strength of Wuhou Qimen, no matter which position you are in, the person who sets the middle palace is in an absolute advantage, just need to adjust the position a little bit, and the advantages and disadvantages can be multiplied!

A smile appeared on Su Ming's face. The water bomb almost blocked all the space for him to move to the left. The only way was to dodge to the right, but Zhuge Qing's restless little fingers were already preparing for the next spell. He was almost sure that any If you take a step to meet him, you will be attacked endlessly, one after another.

And he had to avoid it, he could repair the broken bones with the power of incense, but the water bomb in front of him was not a trivial matter, a hit would be a serious injury.

This is the usual fighting method of the Zhuge family. It has always been invincible, and it is also the source of Zhuge Qing's pride. Entering his strange gate, he will control the death of the opponent!
But the curvature of the corners of Su Ming's mouth suddenly narrowed a little, and the eyes that made people crazy just by looking at them before suddenly regained their calmness for a moment, and he chuckled, "I just finished killing the dragon!"

The red qi spewed out in an instant, and it was unknowingly thicker than when he was fighting Zhang Chulan before, almost as substantial as it was.

With the experience of the last match, those who don't have some strength are afraid to watch Su Ming's match. The weakest ones are Fengxingtong and others.

At this time, Feng Xingtong's face was also whiter than his hair, and the terrifying mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood rushed into his mind and continuously impacted his cognition. His eyes turned blood red in an instant, and a sound of dislike The man's roar was not relieved until Feng Zhenghao beside him put his hand on his shoulder.

If it wasn't for Feng Zhenghao's big hand, he would have already sat down on the ground, but even so, he couldn't help but tremble all over, and when he stretched out his hand to touch it, a bright red surface appeared.

"Blood is real blood!"

However, the auditorium was not Su Ming's target, what he felt was the aftermath!
The real horror lies in Zhuge Qing, the red qi has already gathered in his chest, like a long spear fished out of a sea of ​​blood, firmly stuck in his chest.

His eyes were trembling, his brain seemed to be washed over and over again by blood, and the numerous bones were obviously buried on the top of his head, but he still couldn't escape the ups and downs in the sea of ​​blood.

He didn't know why, just now he clearly had the upper hand, Su Ming had already entered the game, and he could complete the next battle with his eyes closed, nothing more than stepping on a few positions and throwing a few spells at random, he even It has already been calculated that in the fifth step, Su Ming will be pierced by thousands of arrows and die in the dry position.

It was supposed to be very smooth, as smooth as the life he had walked all the way since he was seven years old. Su Ming could only be a spectator like everyone else, watching himself set one record after another, and watch himself master one record after another. The incomprehensible means in their eyes can only become a member of the applause.
"But why is it like this?" With trembling eyes, he tried his best to focus on Su Ming who was not far away.

And it was at this time that everyone noticed that a jet-black light was converging on the dark red tip of Su Ming's knife, shrinking into a black ball on the tip of the knife.

As the ball shrank, the earth trembled, and the wind and clouds surged, as if the power of the whole world was blessed on it. If this blow was taken, it would definitely destroy the world.

This is the reason why Su Ming came here only after slaying the dragon!

He didn't dare to underestimate this guy who was already famous at the age of seven, and he didn't dare underestimate the inheritance of Zhuge Liang, who has been alone for thousands of years.

And taking the initiative to enter the game is also a helpless move. There is a gap between the dragon's breath, just like the fire of life of the red dragon, which has a large range and burns all life. The breath of the black dragon has no characteristics, it is just a simple impact of strength. Dodging is deeply touching, the power is absolutely huge, but the hit rate is a bit pitiful.

So Su Ming chose to get closer, and Zhuge Qing who is flying now is also his best chance!

Sheng Xie's unsatisfactory performance before was also due to this. The Sheng Xie who slaughtered thousands of ghosts and three giant dragons was no longer what it used to be, but Su Ming didn't dare to explode completely.

Because it copied the power stored in the blade by the dragon's breath, as that power passed away, its power would dissipate step by step, and every burst of the knife would weaken this power by a bit.

From the very beginning, it was a strategy to take out the knife to make Zhuge Qing feel that it was nothing more than this, but now it is a tactic to find the right opportunity to hit the dragon's breath!

The sphere at the tip of the knife has converged into a light that is the size of a basketball. The murderous intent contained in the blazing light makes the void tremble. It seems that as long as Su Ming shakes it lightly, it can turn into a disaster that will destroy the world.

Zhuge Qing never thought that the water bomb he fired would be the last straw to crush him. The water bomb exploded in Su Ming's arm like a bomb, and half of his shoulder was turned into a bloody mess, but the dragon's breath was also there. This moment shot.

Looking at the distorted void in front of him and the beam of light that seemed to dissolve everything, Zhuge Qing's heart also missed half a beat. This is a round in itself, a round that perfectly controls himself!

I thought that I would be in control of everything by setting up Nakamiya, but I never thought that someone would see me so thoroughly, as if every step was a well-crafted trap, like a patient hunter.
"I"

"How could I lose!"

With a roar, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the long spear on his chest was shattered inch by inch, and could only turn into a cloud of smoke in the end.

But it's too late!

boom!
The black beam of light turned into brilliance all over the sky, and the arena was crumbling, as if being trampled to pieces by a furious god and Buddha, and Zhuge Qing's figure was completely engulfed in it!
"Gudong~" Zhijinhua unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva in the stands, "Xiexiu? This is the demon god, right?"

Her ability is to allow the brain to have amazing computing power, and by collecting the opponent's data, she can find a solution in a short time.

Although he is not good at fighting, he is probably unmatched in the field of analyzing combat. This is exactly the case. The moves just now made him even more shocking. It is obvious that Su Ming's winning rate has dropped to 50.00% since the first move. Below, and in the follow-up, it will be reduced step by step. The second when stepping into the middle palace, there is even only a [-]% chance of winning. This [-]% chance was given by his red dragon technique yesterday!

When she sighed that it was another brainless evil cultivator who fell at Zhuge Qing's feet, everything changed!

Su Ming's winning percentage was directly reversed!Reached a terrifying 90.00% Seven!

Everyone held their breath, watching the destructive power devour all lives. If Feng Zhenghao hadn't expected to cast a light curtain to cover the auditorium, no one would be spared from this catastrophe.

Another person frowned tightly, watching the battle in front of him in every possible way, Rong Shan!

The master told him to take care of this so-called [-] brother and not let him kill people, but now he doesn't know what to do.

He was a little moved by that power, but Zhuge Qing gave up again. He didn't know whether to save him or not. If he saved them, both of them would still fight.
Think twice and decide
"Look again, Wuhou Qimen should have a solution, right?"

Su Ming staggered out of Zhuge Qing's strange game, smiled and patted Sheng Xie in his hand, and said softly as if comforting a child, "Don't worry, don't worry, the delicious food is still there, it's not dead !"

As soon as the words fell, a circular arc appeared in the air above his head, which seemed to be connected to the starry sky, deep and mysterious.

"Eight-door transport!"

A little blood dripped from that deep arc, but before the blood dripped, a broken figure appeared on Su Ming's body!
The dripping blood turned him into a blood man just like Su Ming, his clothes were all torn, his legs had disappeared, not even a trace of flesh and blood remained.

The handsomeness on his face before had completely disappeared, and he was as ferocious as the half of his body left, it was Zhuge Qing!
He is a genius that has never been seen in the family for a century, and he is also the goal that the whole clan has placed high hopes on. He has mastered all the spells of the four pans of heaven, earth, human and god in just seven years. He was once regarded by the clan as the only hope to inherit the entire inheritance of the Wuhou faction.

The Wuhou faction's family studies are complicated. Apart from the master's unique skills and magic skills, body training, imperial objects, and martial arts are almost all involved. However, under this complicated appearance, there is almost a true inheritance of the Wuhou family hidden from generation to generation. ——A true fire of Samadhi that burns the soul!

Generation after generation of young heroes of the Zhuge family have all fallen in front of this inheritance, including his father, but when he, Zhuge Qing, appeared in the eyes of all the clansmen with a talent better than his father, everything seemed to have changed again. There is hope again, but becoming the light means that the pressure accumulated from generation to generation also falls on his head.

But he is not distressed, but very proud, because he knows that only by doing what others can't do, can his own value be truly reflected.

But this pride did not bring miracles, and he, like his predecessors, fell in front of this legacy.

That was his first failure.
This failure planted a seed of unrest in his heart. He knew that he needed a peaceful state of mind to inherit the inheritance perfectly, but any flaws would be infinitely magnified by the warlock's inner scene, so he decided to come out. Walking, maybe the outside world can help him find inner peace.

So he came to the Luo Tian Dajiao where the heroes gathered, and saw a different prosperous world.

But even so, he never felt that he would fall from the altar because of these people.

But now the facts are in front of him.
He couldn't even understand the attack from the other side, and the other side was just a rookie who had practiced for a month, and his dignity and pride were torn apart and crushed without fancy.
He knew that he was lucky to be able to save his life, but he still chose this landing point, and chose the last attack like a moth to the flame.

"Xun character, wind burial!"

He roared angrily, and if this roar became the last sound of his pride, it seemed to be worth it.

Before the residual prestige of the dragon's breath dissipated, the violent storm detonated the battlefield again!

It seemed that the hurricane that could tear everything apart was constantly gathering and surging in Zhuge Qing's hands in the air. His blood-red eyes fixedly stared at Su Ming who was slowly getting up.

"Xun calligraphy is the most compatible with my attributes, and I can easily exert the maximum effect without standing in the palace, if"

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes when he said this, he almost gritted his teeth and said the last sentence.

"If you are not defeated, remember to kill me!"

Su Ming got up slowly, and with his smile Sheng Xie let out a cry of joy, and then all the colors in his eyes were occupied by bloodthirsty and madness, and the corners of his mouth were also torn open, and he murmured, "The banquet is open!"

He didn't choose to dodge, but rose straight into the sky, facing the terrifying storm head-on!

Sheng Xie was cheering, and Su Ming's blood was also cheering. The image of a sharp blood-red knife split the water curtain, turning Su Ming's figure into a sharp sword soaring into the sky.

hum!
The ear-piercing sound made people's hearts tremble, and the two rays of light, one red and one blue, caused the ground of the arena to collapse, and the terrifying impact merged together without distinguishing each other!
After a while, the wind and rain stopped, and the sky and the earth regained clarity.

(End of this chapter)