The Ultimate Martial Instructor

"Ah

An Qingyang roared, and his strength poured into his legs. His body jumped up in an instant, and his palm shadow pressed the purple pupil woman crazily.

Unfortunately, Zitong woman's speed is too fast, and her body shape is unpredictable. No matter how an Qingyang attacks, she can't touch the corner of her clothes.

Strong, really strong!

Qin long has reached the second level of perfection. If he tries his best, he is confident that his peers can hardly touch his body.

But now Zitong woman's body method is also exquisite, Qin long thinks it's not as good as her.

"Can you just hide?" An Qingyang was very angry and his face was ferocious.

Now an Qingyang's trump card is out, even the thousand handed Avalokitesvara and other unique skills are displayed, but he can't even touch the corner of Zitong woman's clothes. Such a battle makes him feel very angry and powerless.

The purple pupil woman's eyes flashed a purple light again, the corners of her mouth slightly tilted, and a piece of energy waved from her sleeves, which directly overturned the angry an Qingyang.

An Qingyang turned a few somersaults in mid air to stabilize his figure. He looked at Zitong woman in horror. A seemingly random energy could easily overturn him. The strength gap between the two seems not a bit.

At this moment, an Qingyang's self-esteem seems to be greatly hit. Not long ago, Yang linger's strength is not worth mentioning in front of him. However, when we meet again, she already has her own strength.

This huge gap is hard for an Qingyang to accept.

As everyone knows, this Yang ling'er is not Yang ling'er whom an Qingyang knows.

"Boom!"

At this time, Zitong woman's breath has changed. If her breath before is like a torrent of water, then the breath now is like a raging sea, which makes everyone present shocked.

The next moment, let an Qingyang more shocked scene appeared.

There is a picture of Guanyin behind the woman with purple pupil, and the heavy and oppressive atmosphere spreads down.

"This -"

an Qingyang's eyes were round and his face looked at the woman with purple pupil in disbelief. His face was as pale as a ghost in the daytime.

Zitong woman steps lotus step, her feet don't touch the ground, so she steps towards anqingyang slowly.

Every step, an Qingyang's body trembled, and the horrible smell of Zitong woman almost all pressed on him.

When Zitong woman was less than three meters away from an Qingyang, an Qingyang finally could not resist the terrible breath and knelt down directly.

The seven foot man, known as the once-in-a-hundred-year genius of wanchaozong, was forced to kneel on the ground by a woman. No one of wanchaozong's geniuses around dared to say a word, and their faces were as pale as ashes.

"Are you sure you want me to do it?" Zitong woman overlooks an Qingyang and asks with a smile.

This breath is much stronger than an Qingyang who took the pill.

It turned out that she didn't want to do it, but disdained it.

An Qingyang stubbornly raised his head, with a cold look in his frightened eyes, gritted his teeth and asked, "why do you know Avalokitesvara with thousand hands?"

That's right. What Zitong woman is doing now is the thousand handed Avalokitesvara, which is the unique skill of wanchaozong. Moreover, she has already cultivated the seal of Avalokitesvara, which is a vision that can only be revealed when she reaches the fifth level.

In an Qingyang's impression, Yang linger has only joined wanchaozong for about a year. No matter how talented she is, it is impossible for her to cultivate Qianshou Guanyin to the fifth level in a short period of time.

What's more, Yang ling'er is not the lineage of wanchaozong's family, and the elder who took her back to the sect would not know the thousand handed Avalokitesvara. How could she come into contact with this unique school?

"Thousand hand Guanyin is not unique to you, why can't I learn it?" Purple pupil woman chuckles, the strong breath on the body instantly converges, and does not continue to suppress an Qingyang.

With her strength, if you want to kill an Qingyang, an Qingyang is already a corpse.

"It's impossible. The thousand handed Avalokitesvara is handed down by an old ancestor of our ten thousand Dynasty sect. You must have learned it secretly from the secret hall. If you let the Lord know, you will die miserably." An Qingyang roared ferociously.

Zitong woman's eyes suddenly cold, a strange purple light flashed by, an Qingyang's ferocious face suddenly stiff, his eyes gradually lost consciousness, and then directly passed out.

Seeing this scene, Qin long is more sure that this is the purple pupil woman who can perform the magic of terror. A chill rises in her heart. Even an Qingyang is easily solved by her. If she wants to kill, no one here can leave alive.

The scene suddenly fell into a dead silence, and people didn't even dare to breathe until the breath of Zitong woman completely converged. People felt relaxed, but they didn't dare to move. They looked at Zitong woman with fear in their eyes.

Zitong woman turns around, glances at everyone, and finally falls on Qin long. However, her eyes are not as gentle as before. Obviously, she also knows that Qin long has recognized that she is not the real Yang ling'er."Qin long, we meet again." Zitong woman walks towards Qin long with a smile. Except for Qin long, Jiang Wudi is all around, standing in the same place with dull eyes.