Lord Futian

Li Qingniu could see that this hundred-year-old son really has reached the legendary realm. He has realized the threshold of the law of space. Li Qingniu originally thought that he could realize the threshold of the law of space when he reached this realm. It was already very much. Stronger, but this hundred-year-old son has directly begun to use the power of the law of space.

Although it is relatively weak compared to the monks who have actually entered the realm of Yukong, this is really surprising news for Li Qingniu. You must know that he is far from reaching this point now, this The hundred-year-old son is really well-deserved, and it is expected that the son of Falling Flame who is as famous as him is definitely not a person to be underestimated.

Li Qingniu looked at the space in front of the hundred-year-old son. Under the attack of the other party, it gradually became distorted. The burly man's forehead began to show fine beads of sweat, his whole expression They are all distorted, because the pressure on him by this hundred-year-old son is really too great.

His attack was like hitting a quagmire, and he did not exert his original powerful destructive power at all, but now he is like a person in a quagmire, and there is no way to attack this layer. After the stalemate was cracked, the stalemate did not last long, and the hundred-year-old son gently raised his right hand.

Li Qingniu felt a terrifying energy fluctuation in his right hand. The fairy qi that had surrounded his body became thinner at this moment, and a cloud of mist began to condense in his right hand. The appearance of ordinary things, this thing, directly broke away from the palm of the hundred-year-old son, and floated gently towards the burly man on the opposite side.

The reason is to float away gently, because just looking at the appearance, it is impossible to imagine how much energy attack this cloud mist has. Only people with very keen sense of spirit can feel the terrifying power hidden in this cloud mist. The power floated towards the burly man in a seemingly slow but very fast way.

I saw that the burly man was attacked by this cloud and mist, and he was not making any other struggles. He was directly knocked into the air by the cloud and mist. The grand white smoke bloomed on the burly man, turning bright red for a moment. The blood shot out from the man's body, and for a while, the whole ring seemed to be raining blood, with a weird feeling.

And the hundred-year-old son is still standing in the same place as the same divine mansion. It seems that he hasn't moved one from the beginning until now, but the hell-like scene in front of him forms a kind of vividness with this hundred-year-old son’s fairy spirit In contrast, the entire venue fell into silence at this moment.

Only the heavy impact of this burly man’s body on the ground, Li Qingniu’s pupils shrank slightly, and the expression on his entire face became dignified. This hundred-year-old man’s methods seemed very peculiar to him, his There is almost no trajectory for the attack, but his attack power is indeed so strong, it seems that it is really a light-hearted victory that won this game.

But Li Qingniu knew what terrifying power was contained in the last blow of this hundred-year-old boy. He directly used the power of the law of space, and coupled with his powerful offensive power, directly broke the defensive power of this burly man. When it was too late to resist, he was given a fatal blow. This burly man may not be able to participate in the subsequent games, because his injury is really very serious.

Li Qingniu did not expect that this person who looked like a god’s mansion would be so heavy in his hands. He did not have the demeanor at all. He was really a difficult person to deal with, and the crazy war next to him looked at this hundred-year-old. The son, there is only a higher will to fight in his eyes, such a strong person is the person he hopes to face in the future.

After experiencing a brief silence, the venue was broken by the tsunami-like shouts of the mountain. Those who worshipped this hundred-year-old son were screaming his name frantically, and the hundred-year-old son was also shouting in this mountain. Amidst the tsunami-like support, he left the venue directly. After all, he only had one game today. After the game was completed, he left the venue directly.

Listening to the noisy crowd around here again, Li Qingniu frowned, said hello to Kuangzhan, and then left. Compared with a hundred-year-old son, Li Qingniu prefers to fight with Kuangzhan, an opponent whose everything is written on the surface. Battle, because although this mad warfare is addictive to war, in a way, it is more demeanor than this hundred-year-old son.

Li Qingniu didn’t know that a cold-blooded person like the hundred-year-old son could be supported by so many people. Everyone would not be deceived by his immortal spirit. After leaving this noisy venue, Li Qingniu instantly I felt relaxed for a while, this place is really no longer so noisy.

Li Qingniu did not look for Lei Yiming either. Now it was almost noon. Li Qingniu originally planned to go out to have a meal, but was blocked by the person in front of him, because this person happened to be the white hair Li Qingniu had seen directly. The man, that is, when Li Qingniu first came to this sunset city, it was this man in white who brought him in.

However, the white-haired man looked like he was waiting for Li Qingniu in this place on purpose. When the white-haired man saw Li Qingniu, he quickly greeted Li Qingniu with a smile, and said to Li Qingniu, "Brother Qingniu, I won’t see you for a few days. The prestige is even better than before! It seems that nothing can stop you in this game today, so I must return home in triumph."

Li Qingniu never knew who this white-haired man was, even his name, and didn't know why he suddenly appeared here today? Is it because of that thing? Li Qingniu blinked, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "I don't even know your name, so I am called brother. We are not so familiar. You can just tell me what you came from. "

After being dismantled by Li Qingniu in this way, the white-haired man still felt a little embarrassed. He did not expect that Li Qingniu would speak so directly, without giving him any face. He smiled embarrassedly and said: "I have never told Li brother of mine before. Name, I’m disrespectful. My name is Qin Lang. I’m the steward of this teleportation pavilion. Last time I said I would give you an confession to Brother Li. Now there is a rough result. The people on the Colosseum have already When I arrive, I say I hope to confront you."

Li Qingniu was not picking the fault with the name of the white-haired man. Instead, he questioned the confrontation the white-haired man said, "Confrontation? I have something to confront them. Did they find evidence? Come and confront me when you find the evidence. If it doesn't, I still have something to do, and I'm not in the mood to waste time with them."

Li Qingniu said that he wanted to stagger and leave this place, but the body missed by the white-haired man blocked his way. Li Qingniu frowned and looked at him and said, "Are you trying to block my way?" "

This face of provocation made the white-haired man's heart also a little angry. If he hadn't got the pressure from above, he would definitely not come to do this thankless thing. I knew he shouldn't have helped in the first place. Li Qingniu, otherwise, wouldn't be involved in this stall, neither side could offend him, the white-haired man had to find a weaker one.

But the aura that Li Qingniu is showing now makes the white-haired man feel scared. This Li Qingniu is definitely not an easy person to deal with. He turned sideways in a slanderous manner, but still blocked half of Li Qingniu's way. After extending a little distance, he said helplessly: "The people on the other side of the Colosseum have said that they have to confront you directly, saying that you are arguing, and they have evidence on that side."

"If you have evidence, just take it out. Don’t keep telling me whether they have a guilty conscience or whether the evidence is real or not. It’s hard to tell whether this evidence is true or not. I dared to attack me on the street before and asked me to confront them. , Is there a net waiting for me?" Li Qingniu said disdainfully: "Go back and tell them that if you really want to confront me, you can directly show evidence and ask me to go over. Who knows they are safe? What's your heart?"

After speaking, Li Qingniu pushed away the white-haired man and walked outside. This Li Qingniu said everything so dead, he couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t tie up this Li Qingniu, even if it was him. Fighting alone may not be able to beat the man in front of him.

The white-haired man is very clear in his heart, what exactly Li Qingniu is, this is the person who is suspected to have killed the monk in the realm of controlling the sky, no matter what means he uses to help fundamentally, this thing is done by him alone. This is unambiguous, and if this matter is spread out, it might be a big storm.

But right now he hasn't done this thing well, and he will definitely receive the expression on the side of the Colosseum. Sure enough, when the white-haired man brought Li Qingniu's attitude to the side of the Colosseum, the director Liu directly A forbidden jade in front of him was shattered, and he looked angrily in the direction of the competition field.

Angrily said: "Li Qingniu's matter is not so easy to solve." If it is left before, Director Liu really has 10,000 ways to make Li Qingniu, a cultivator in the state of concentration, disappear in this sunset city, but based on The special status of Li Qingniu, coupled with his brilliant performance in the first game, has been noticed by some big shots. A promising talent like this is going to be unconscious. It was too difficult for him to kill.