Chapter 434, I am (2)

During the speech, Fu Lingtian fists into the sky, fine, qi, and God climbed to the peak at this moment.

This punch is very loud, and it is shaking under this boxing than the test field, as if it were a natural disaster.

See you, everyone in the audience, falling into silence, this farce is coming to an end.

Ren Ye Qing is so strong that he can't hide Fu Lingtian's full shot!

There is a worrying color in the elders of Qin. I am afraid that Ye Qingying is hard to be safe under Fu Lingtian’s fist...

At the same time, Ye Qing was moved.

Everyone saw that Ye Qingqi did not retreat and took the initiative to welcome him.

"Boom"!

Thunder-like explosions, tears in the eardrum, invisible air waves, with Ye Qingyi and Fu Lingtian as the center, spread to all directions.

"This is impossible!"

Fu Lingtian looked horrified and looked at Ye Qingyu, who was close at hand.

Quiet.

It is a dead silence.

All the people in the audience, staying in place!

Mo’s elders flashed in the air, and immediately got up from the seat, staring at his famous disciple on the field.

Under the eyes of the public, Ye Qingxuan underestimated the fists, and actually cut off the fists of Fu Lingtian with all his strength.

At this moment, Fu Lingtian’s fist was held in the palm of the hand by Ye Qing.

Fang Cai, Fu Lingtian kept his voice letting Ye Qing pick him up.

At this moment, Ye Qingyi did not dodge as he wished.

"The twentieth stroke." Ye Qing has no fluctuations at the bottom, and the voice is indifferent, as if from the depths of the nine tour.

Nowadays, there are no sounds in the audience. Everyone is kneeling in the same place and looking at Ye Qingyi on the stage.

Several elders of the Qinglin sect seemed to be a bit sluggish, and the shackles were full of incredible colors.

Before the 20th move, everyone thought that Ye Qingxuan specialized in practicing the Fa, avoiding confrontation with Fu Lingtian and only avoiding the flash.

Of course, this 20th move, Ye Qingxuan took a fist and cut off Fu Lingtian!

The elder Qin was surprised. He hadn’t returned to God for a while. The elders beside him were flashing in the shackles and stood up in an instant.

"The Xuan Lingzong woman..."

Feng Yuezong several elders, his brows are deeply picked up.

At this time, on the test field, Ye Qingyi stood in the same place, holding one hand behind him and holding Fu Lingtian's right fist in one hand.

"This is the twentieth trick." Ye Qing's voice was indifferent and his face was expressionless.

"Impossible..." Fu Lingtian oozes a cold sweat on his forehead.

His right fist was bound by Ye Qingyu in the palm of his hand. Ye Qing’s palm was like a Xuanshan above nine days. He was forced to flee from Ye Qingtian’s bondage.

"Fu Lingtian, I have fulfilled Cheng Ruo, did not fight back, let you 20 strokes ... but unfortunately, you do not live up to expectations, these 20 strokes are not painful, really disappointing me." Ye Qing whispered a sigh .

I heard Ye Qing’s remarks, and everyone in the field was stunned again.

That Ye Qing, actually sneer, Fu Lingtian is too weak! !

"What do you say..." Fu Lingtian looked gloomy.

In front of this woman, the district martial arts really one or three heavens, dare to be so arrogant with him!

Ye Qing’s mouth smirked and his eyes suddenly turned cold. “Next, it’s me.”

As Ye Qingyu’s voice just fell, he took Fu Lingtian’s palm in an instant.

In an instant, Ye Qing’s body worked in the air for a week, such as an uncontrollable monster, and it’s like a torrent of water.

"what……!"

A tragic sound and a broken hand bone sounded at the same time.

At this moment, the audience was completely out of the way, as if forgetting to think.

(End of this chapter)

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