Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

His face changed drastically, he opened his mouth, and immediately shouted: "I believe..."

Before he could finish the word admit defeat, Qin Mu stepped on his mouth and blocked his words abruptly.

The man's mouth was full of blood and he was speechless.

Only then did Qin Mu nod in satisfaction, and then stepped on the man's right leg again.

"Crack!"

"what!"

The man screamed, extremely miserable.

"It's your leg, stepping on Han Shan, right! How does it feel?"

Qin Mu stepped on it step by step, and the man's right leg was broken inch by inch.

His screams have not stopped since the beginning.

"It's your hand that hurt Han Shan, right?"

Same action, same scream.

"Kid dare you!"

The elders of the Iron Sword Sect saw their disciples being tortured and killed in such a way, they couldn't bear it any longer, roared angrily, got up and rushed towards Qin Mu.

But the third elder snorted coldly, leaking out his monstrous aura, and stared at them coldly, "Try moving?"

The elder of Iron Sword Sect calmed down instantly, not daring to act.

Even if Linley killed him for interfering in the arena battle, it would be justified.

He is aggrieved.

"Your disciples don't talk about martial arts, they have won the victory, but they still tortured and killed my sect disciples! I demand that the fighting be stopped!"

Linley shook his head and asked back, "Where did you see that Qin Mu won? Didn't your disciple admit defeat? Who knows if he has the means to turn defeat into victory? Qin Mu is acting steadily. You have no confidence in your disciple? "

Look, it's human speaking.

Why don't the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect admit defeat? You don't know why?

Wasn't that being blocked back alive, you open-eyed and nonsense person.

"I…"

He wanted to say something more, but Linley shut him up with a stare.

"If you don't want to die, just sit down obediently. When you bullied my disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect, we didn't move anything."

The elder of Iron Sword Sect was silent.

This can be regarded as evil comes with evil, they calmed down, looked at the two people who had not yet appeared on stage, and gave them a look.

Don't hold back!How cruel!
The two nodded, with a fierce look in their eyes.

"what!"

The man stepped on by Qin Mu screamed again and died.

His body was trampled into flesh by Qin Mu's foot after foot, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But the disciples of the Azure Dragon School felt that this was the most beautiful picture in the world.

"Brother Pastor Qin, mighty!"

"Brother Qin, domineering!"

Congratulations came from the disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Qin Mu shouted, "Who else?"

This wave is killing people!
The audience was silent for a while, and then, there were thunderous shouts.

"Brother Pastor Qin, you're so awesome!"

Unlike the disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect, the people from the Iron Sword Sect had an ugly face.

This was the first time that their disciples were killed in battle, and they were tortured and killed by such means.

They can't help it!

"I, Wei Chen, will meet you!"

A burly man jumped onto the ring. This man was wearing a short shirt, exposing his strong arms.

At first glance, he was a powerful fighter.

"Qin Mu! Don't be arrogant, just watch how I deal with you! Don't think that being able to practice with one hand or two is a big deal!"

"Iron shirt!"

Wei Chen yelled, black luster appeared all over his body, making him look like an iron man.

"Boom boom boom!"

Wei Chen walked forward with heavy footsteps, bringing a huge and strong sense of oppression.

"Qin Mu! Come face to face with me if you have the ability! Whoever hides first is a dog!"

"Come on! Who is afraid of who!"

Qin Mu's eyes also flashed a gleam of fire. After he succeeded in body training, this was the first time he met a warrior of the same type, and he had to fight to experience it.

"Bronze Body Art!"

Qin Mu was also unceremonious, Xiao Cheng's copper body art was displayed, the copper light shone brightly, and it seemed that the pattern was much larger.

"Hmph! My Dacheng iron cloth shirt is not afraid of you!"

Wei Chen was very angry at his dantian, and when he came in front of Qin Mu, he swung his fist straight out.

Qin Mu also didn't have the slightest energy to accumulate, so he just punched straight out, and there was a head-to-head confrontation between men.

"Brother Qin, come on!"

"Hmph! Brother Wei Chen is born with divine power, how could Qin Mu be his opponent!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Wei Chen will win!"

The two sides cheered on their own.

"boom!"

This is a power collision without fancy, and the usual assiduous practice will be revealed at this moment.

This is a fist-to-flesh pleasure.

The two bodies retreated at the same time, and the pace of the retreat was the same.

Evenly matched!It turned out to be evenly matched!

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of both of them at the same time, they didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

This is the first time they have encountered such a situation.

"You are strong!"

Wei Chen spoke.

"You're not bad either!"

"continue!"

"come!"

The two fought in a tacit understanding, without any fancy, some, it was a pure physical competition.

"Bang bang bang!"

This muffled sound made the surrounding disciples feel their teeth aching. What a powerful body it is to be able to act like this.

Strength, the difference between the two is almost the same, Wei Chen deserves to be born with supernatural power.

At the same time, the defense is similar.

Perhaps Qin Mu's physical defense is stronger, but Wei Chen's cultivation base is stronger, and the two cancel each other out, which is equal in this respect.

Therefore, in order to win, it depends on the endurance and resilience of the body.

And this aspect is Qin Mu's strong point.

Thirty rounds, the two are tied

In the fiftieth round, Wei Chen's breathing became disordered, and Qin Mu's expression remained unchanged.

After one hundred rounds, Wei Chen was out of breath, while Qin Mu was calm and relaxed.

Sit down!

"Fall down!"

Qin Mu roared and punched Wei Chen, like the last straw that broke the camel's back. All the black luster on Wei Chen's body disappeared.

The exposed skin is also blue and purple, and some places are extremely red, which are the marks left by the collisions again and again.

"Hoohoo!"

Wei Chen fell to the ground, extremely bitter.

"I lost! If you want to kill or cut, you will be punished!"

Qin Mu kicked him off the ring, and said flatly, "Seeing that you're a man, I won't make things difficult for you!"

Body refiners often have an indomitable momentum, and they are also extremely fierce.

Iron Sword Sect's conspiracy has nothing to do with him.

And Qin Mu also admired him, if not enemies, they might become friends.

Wei Chen struggled to get up, looked at Qin Mu with a complicated expression, and finally said: "If you fall into my hands in the future, I will let you live!"

Qin Mu lifted the bronze body art, and there was no abnormality in his body. Wei Chen saw it and sighed, "I'm not as good as you!"

Then, he sat down cross-legged and recovered.

"Who else!"

Everyone turned their attention to the last person, the last trump card of Iron Sword Sect, the disciple of the third level of innate.

"Lin Han! All hope is in your hands!"

"Don't worry, elder, I will win this battle!"

The Elder of Iron Sword Sect has heard these words for countless times, and now he has no confidence.

Just say, "Play well!"

Lin Han stepped into the arena, raised his long sword high, and said arrogantly: "Boy, fighting two consecutive rounds, you don't have enough energy and stamina!"

Qin Mu smiled, "Is it enough? You'll know if you try it?"

Digestion, how could there be a problem with the body strengthened by stalactites and Shi Yuan Jue.

He's just finished warming up.

"kill!"

"Ruthless Sword!"

As soon as Lin Han makes a move, he will know if there is one!

A sharp and cold sword energy came out from his hand, and at the same time, he approached Qin Mu at close range, without any fear because Qin Mu was good at melee combat.

Qin Mu frowned, there must be a demon if something goes wrong.

But the meat is already on your lips, so you can't stop eating it, right?

"Strong Bull Demon Fist!"

"Moo!"

"Whoa!"

The fist and the long sword met, this time, something went wrong with Qin Mu's fist.

A deep wound appeared on it, the bone could almost be seen, and the blood flowed profusely.

"Hey! Eat me with a sword!"

Lin Han smiled triumphantly, and continued to bully him!

Qin Mu chose to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

When Youlong's body technique is displayed, the whole body is erratic and difficult to be captured.

Even if Lin Han's swordsmanship is superb, it's useless if he can't meet Qin Mu.

"Qin Mu! You coward, you have the ability to fight head-on and fair!"

This is somewhat shameless.

After a few attacks, Lin Han was out of breath and accidentally exposed his flaws.

Qin Mu saw the right opportunity and punched out.

"clang!"

A crisp voice appeared, and Lin Han's body was not injured in any way.