Daqin: My followers are all sand sculpture players

A cold flute sound came from the sky.

The temperature on the stage also dropped slowly.

At this time, snowflakes actually fell in the sky.

The sound of Xuenu's flute is melodious and moving, and the music she plays makes the listener sad and tears in the eyes of the listener.

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In the crystal clear snowflakes, Ying Xia, dressed in clear clothes, looks like a banished immortal.

Looking at the scene in front of them, the players were also stunned.

What is real force!

"As expected of Brother Xia, it's only right to bring the BGM when you make a move."

"The sound of the flute matches Brother Xia's temperament too well."

"In terms of compulsion, no one I have met can be better than Brother Xia!"

"I, Fa Yi, would like to call Brother Xia the strongest!"

Fa Yi was also convinced.

When it comes to cupping, I thought I was enough.

As a result, it seems that there is still a lot to learn.

There is still a lot of room for improvement.

It's just different from what the players are talking about.

The melodious and cool flute sound and the snowflakes flying down could not stop Xiang Qing from attacking.

Aim at Ying Xia, and punch him out!

Under the blessing of powerful vigor, this punch is full of explosive power.

If it hits someone, it will definitely end in pieces.

But Yingxia didn't intend to dodge at all.

With a light touch on the foot, the strange door after the wind opened instantly.

In Fenghou Qimen's game, everything will be controlled by Yingxia.

"Crazy gold watchdog."

Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, Ying Xia didn't do much, but just took a step backward.

Xiang Qing's heavy punch couldn't break through this distance.

Slower and slower.

until it comes to a complete stop.

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"What's wrong with this green? What kind of slow motion?"

"Thunder, little rain."

"Isn't it a card?"

"It shouldn't be, this game runs extremely smoothly, there should be no Kirby."

"Brother has never been stuck once."

"Let alone an NPC!"

Looking at Xiang Qing who was moving in an extremely slow motion on the stage.

The players are also curious, what happened to this buddy.

But in the situation of Fenghou Qimen, Xiang Qing couldn't find anything wrong at all.

He just felt that Ying Xia was clearly in front of his eyes.

But no matter how hard I try.

The punch he punched with all his strength was always a short distance away.

It seems as if they will never be able to get close to each other.

"Could it be an illusion move?"

This is the only explanation that Xiang Qing, who has experienced hundreds of "May [-]" battles, can think of.

If this is the case, then it is quite bad news for him.

The secret magic power of the Xiang clan is astounding, which can greatly enhance one's own strength.

What stands out is a simple and brainless, but powerful!

Whatever it is, go up and punch it first.

Generally can be resolved.

However, if you encounter a problem that your fist cannot solve.

Just like the current situation where you can't use your strength, it is very troublesome.

He was reckless with his fists, but now he needs to use his brain.

It can only be done in a stupid way.

With an idea in mind, Xiang Qing bit it hard.

Bite the tip of your tongue.

Generally, if you are hit by an illusion, you can break it through external stimuli.

Pain is the easiest and most effective way.

Through the sense of pain, wake up yourself in the hallucination.

But with the tip of his tongue bitten off, Xiang Qing was surprised to find that he didn't seem to have come out of Ying Xia's "illusion".

Not the slightest change.

Is it not exciting enough?

Thinking of Xiang Qing's heart, he secretly felt ruthless, and punched him in the face with two bang bang backhands!

Now Xiang Qing is full of strength.

Under the force of this explosion.

When it hit, it also made a fist-to-flesh sound.

bump!

A hot current gushed out of the nasal cavity, and nosebleeds flowed down.

"Fuck! What's the situation?"

"Crazy?"

"Why is this youth punching himself hard?"

"It's really unnecessary, it's normal if you can't beat Brother Xia, there's no need to hurt yourself, right?"

The players were also dumbfounded.

From their point of view, this young man was inexplicably stuck at first.

Then suddenly, like going crazy, he punched him twice in the face with bang bang.

Could it be that he was intimidated by Brother Xia's arrogance?

From the beginning to the end, Yingxia didn't make any big moves.

Only a few steps were taken lightly on the soles of the feet.

The pain from his face gave Xiang Qing reason to believe that he had woken up from the illusion.

Don't miss out!

Seeing myself seems to be back to normal.

Xiang Qing didn't care to wipe off his nosebleed.

Keep attacking.

Then he concentrated all his energy on his right fist.

He blasted directly at Yingxia who was in front of him.

Only at this time, the previous sense of powerlessness reappeared.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't beat the opponent who was clearly in front of him.

His punch was half a step short of the final distance.

Until now, Xiang Qing finally understands that he has never been hit by the so-called illusion from the beginning to the end.

Instead, his body slowed down when he attacked Yingxia.

until it stops completely.

Zheng!

Accompanied by a crisp sword cry.

The Lingjian Dingqin on Yingxia's waist was unsheathed in an instant.

Like a flash of sword light, among the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Hanging in mid-air.

The sword cry just now was like calling for other swords.

At this moment, a sudden change emerged.

The seven sword-holding spectators closest to the stage suddenly found that their swords seemed to have been summoned.

It flew towards the stage completely uncontrollably.

Counting Ding Qin who won Xia, there are eight swords in total.

Eight Desolation Sword Formation!

These eight swords center on Dingqin and change from eight gates.

Qi Qi slashed at Xiang Qing in front of him.

Swish swish!

Blood flashes.

"Well!"

Xiang Qing nodded his head with some difficulty, looking in disbelief at the eight wounds of different depths running through his body 0  …

If it weren't for his strong physique, he wouldn't even be able to stand up now.

"You're pretty good."

"Is it great?"

"Ha ha……"

Xiang Qing smiled wryly, in his opinion, Ying Xia was lying to him.

From the beginning to the end, he failed to give Yingxia the slightest threat.

Can this be called great?

But what the other party said is not important anymore.

This level of gap is no longer an opponent he can rely on hard work to catch up with.

I went all out and couldn't even make the other party serious.