Chapter 1200
Sikongyan's negative development is balanced, there are no outstanding advantages, but also no fatal shortcomings!
Attack and defense are complete. After playing, the performance is commendable
However!
Wei Qing, a disciple of Dongyu Pavilion, seems to be fighting hard with others. His attack is fierce and his moves are all with killing intention However, after dozens of confluences, Si kongyan was defeated!
She can persist for so long, mainly because her cultivation is higher than Wei Qing.
After the victory of the first battle, the momentum of Dongyu Pavilion came back. The three elders touched their beards, and their faces showed satisfaction.
Wei Qing stood there quietly. Her eyes were still sharp. She swept the people of Yinzong like a knife edge. She said coldly, "who else is there?"
His eyes were like swords, and the stabbing people's eyes hurt. For a moment, few of his disciples dared to look at him.
When Si kongyan was defeated, not only did Yin Zong lose face, but also the elder felt embarrassed!
Before the ninth hall appeared in the Second World War, they took the other side as soon as they made a move, and the first Hall At the beginning, Xu Cong was defeated three times in a row. Now, in the third game, he lost in the beginning
His eyes were scarlet, and without waiting for all the hermits to speak, he hummed coldly, "Wu Ming, go!"
Wu Ming?
There was a commotion among the people of Yinzong!
This is the first master of the first hall!
Wujun peak, infinitely close to King Wu!
The whole Yinzong, except for a few disciples of the leader of Yinzong, no one can match him!
Even the wind and rain in the fourth place of tianlongbang can't do it!
There are many outstanding disciples of Yinzong, but in the past ten or twenty years, Yinzong has been in a semi reclusive state, very low-key, and few students have gone abroad
The outside world knows that there is only one fengliuyu, tianlongbang fourth, fengliuyu!
Wu Ming, however, is better than the wind and rain on a point!
Even Lou Qianxue could not help nodding at the young man who stepped out: "although I don't know what Wei Qing's bottom card is, Wu Ming's hand should still have some chance of winning."
Among the seven disciples of the Yinzong leader, except for the eldest one who was not in Yinzong, the other six disciples all stood behind the leader of Yinzong.
Each of them is no weaker than the wind and rain, but they have no intention to fight from the beginning to the end!
After all, Dongyu Pavilion only brings a few unknown disciples to challenge. If they need the master's disciples to win, it will be useless!
Looking at Wu Ming stepping out, Wei Qing's expression is dignified for a moment.
His eyes were fixed on Wei Qing and said, "you are very strong."
Wei Qing looked at him expressionless: "challenge Yinzong disciples, you will pay the price."
Wei Qing's eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes became sharper.
"But even if you are strong, you are not my match."
With that, his eyes closed slightly and his hands quickly printed
At the same time!
Boom!
A strong breath suddenly broke out from Wei Qing!
"The peak of Wu Jun?"
Yinzong disciple's face changed slightly: "it's the seal of cultivation!"
"No wonder we can defeat elder martial sister Sikong."
Sikong Yan's pale face also recovered some blood color.
She really thought that she was defeated by Wu Jun
But the other side obviously hides her strength, and she is the strongest sword cultivation among the practitioners. Even if she is defeated, she will not be too unwilling!
Looking at Wei Qing, Wu Ming's eyebrows were just a little wrinkled and then expanded: "no wonder you dare to speak out. Is that why?"
When Wei Qing stretched out his long arm, a sword light came from afar and fell into his palm: "this is enough to deal with you!"
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