Super Great Fortune Teller

Wang Qian can imagine that Jinchanzi must be a kind of wall grass!

"Watch the fight!"

With a loud roar, Jinchanzi's stick came down.

In a hurry, Wang Qian quickly raised his Zhong Kui sword and put it across his head. He held the handle in his right hand and the body in his left hand.

Dang!

A sharp voice spread, and the Zen staff hit Zhong Kui's sword heavily, and a huge force immediately pressed down.

Ka ~

Wang Qian could feel that there was a crack in the ground under his feet. His strength surprised him a little. A monk who looked so weak could do so much.

At the same time, his knees were slightly bent, clenched his teeth, and his hands were numb.

"Hiss ~"

he took a cold breath and saw that he had been hit hard by the other party. He immediately withdrew and raised his left palm. When he saw that it had been cut by his own Zhong Kui sword. It wasn't very big, but there was blood flowing out to the extent that it could drip blood.

"Damn it

Wang Qian scolded, tore off a piece of cloth on his clothes and wrapped his palm.

"Hand over the headmaster's token, or you will have more such openings. When the time comes, the blood will be drained. No wonder I'm dead!"

Gold cicada son will stick to the ground a pedal, tone coldly said, think at the moment has given each other color to see, should have a little effect.

"Kill me, and you'll never get it."

After dealing with the wound, Wang Qian raised his head and showed a sarcastic smile.

"You

Gold cicada son is so angry that his teeth are itching. It seems that the son of a bitch needs to be repaired so well. Without saying a word, he goes up face to face.

Under the current situation, Wang Qian has been able to keep up with the battle. Previously, he was just a little negligent, which made a hole.

Now if he's facing hard, he's not very empty. He immediately draws his sword up, moves at full speed, and directly talks with his opponent.

Dangdangdang!

Several sharp voices came out. Wang Qian's Zhongkui sword collided with each other's Zen stick for several rounds. It can be said that in terms of sharpness, no one would lose and no one would win.

Wang Qian was not surprised. After all, the other party's Zen stick was once polished by Buddhism. If the sword in his hand is the treasure of Taoism, the Zen stick in Jinchanzi's hand is the treasure of Buddhism.

Dangdangdang!

The two sides distanced themselves from each other and looked for opportunities. There was a fight and several rounds of fighting. The situation had obviously led to Wang Qian on the side of Jin Chan Zi, and he seemed to be a little weak.

If it's normal, an eight product can't be defeated like mendaro, but it's not so serious.

Dangdangdang!

Seeing that he had slowly gained the upper hand, Jin Chan Zi took advantage of the victory and pursued after him. When he raised his Zen stick, he was bullying himself. Now he didn't give Wang Qian a chance to breathe.

Every time Wang Qian wants to distance himself, he follows him closely and never gives him a little space. As time goes on, Wang Qian is more and more consumed, but he thinks it's no big deal.

Clenching his teeth tightly, Wang Qian had already felt bad. Now his breathing was disordered, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He was tired faster than usual.

It's all because I spent too much time in the open space underground, and now I can't spare any energy.

"Damn it

He scolded, but he was still fighting. He admired Jin Chan Zi's ability to use Zen stick.

The Zen stick looks very textured. Wang Qian has been hit hard by him. It is estimated that it is at least more than 100 Jin, but the golden cicada can use it with ease, just like a sword. It seems that it is easy to wave.

Look at every time he waves his weapon, he has no recoil and can swing it in the opposite direction in an instant.

Wang Qian thought that if he loved him, it would be almost the same. What's more, in the current situation, his consumption is big enough.

"See how long you can hold on!"

Jinchanzi also saw that Wang Qian was not good enough now. He just needed to continue to chase and fight. No matter what, he could use up the opponent and let him lie on the ground and let himself be slaughtered.

At that time, it's not easy to search for the leader's token on him?

So Jinchanzi quickened his movements and exerted all his strength every time. The speed was so fast that Wang Qian couldn't defend himself.

He was two grades higher than Wang Qian, and he did his best. Of course, it was terrible. In addition, Wang Qian was so tired that he was about to be overwhelmed.

This is not, just the other side has played a Zen stick, Wang Qian has no time to dodge, directly will Zhongkui sword horizontal in front of the body to block.

As a result, he was beaten away immediately. The opponent's strength was too strong, and he didn't have much strength left. In an instant, he was beaten away for several meters. His hands were numb, and he almost knocked down his sword. His whole body trembled for a long time before he stopped.After stabilizing himself, Wang Qian burst out a mouthful of blood. The attack he had just made was obviously internal force. Now he was seriously injured, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Poof ~

here stands out a mouthful of red blood, and his face turns a little white. Wang Qian is still biting his teeth and is ready for battle.

You can't say anything easily, you have to leave a few scars on him.

"Ha ha ~"

the move just now caused damage to the other party. Jin Chan Zi laughed and stood his Zen stick on the ground, saying: "I've been merciful just now, otherwise I can break your bones in a moment. Ugly boy, don't be unkind and hand over the Xuanmen leader's token, or I'll kill you alive. That's a bad feeling."

Jin Chan Zi's tone is too vicious to be a Buddhist.

Wang Qian is a little suspicious of this guy's identity now.

"If you want to kill me, you can kill me. If you want to cut me, you can't get my token anyway."

Wang Qian is struggling, but he still refuses to admit defeat.

"Hum!"

Golden cicada son cold hum a, way: "long heard that you are a very hard mouth person, now is to see, but that can't help you."

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. After a pause, he added: "at that time, I'll let you taste the power of my retro poisonous ants, so that you can't survive or die. You will suffer from the pain of biting all over, but it won't hurt your name."

After listening to Wang Qian's description, I can probably understand his feelings clearly. It's a pain that can't be scratched even if I want to. It's a cruel means.

Of course, Wang Qian still didn't pay attention. Now the battle is not over. It's really uncertain who will win.