Cross-promoting martial arts: Obtain the dragon-elephant prajna skill at the beginning

silence.

Since the completion of Zuixian Tower, no one has ever dared to break through the door and forcefully break in.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the figure wearing a golden-patterned mysterious robe and holding a ghost-headed sword.

"Dare to break into me"

Someone was about to yell.

At this time, the flattering man slowly walked to the center of the first floor, stretched out his hand, and interrupted the voices of the people upstairs.

He looked majestic at the moment. He didn't look like a fawning villain just now, but looked like a high-ranking and powerful man.

Bang!

First, he kicked away the headless body of the tiger demon.

Then, he looked at Qin Zheng with cold eyes, and a hint of sarcasm emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"You are"

Swish!

Bang! !

A gust of breeze suddenly hit him, and then his figure flew out instantly, just like the tiger demon just now, and was hit hard.

His sternum collapsed, his seven orifices were bleeding, his breath was disordered, and he seemed unable to move anymore.

Qin Zheng's eyes were calm, he raised his head and looked at the highest point of the restaurant, where the plump figure looked down like a god.

"Get off!"

As he opened and closed the corners of his mouth, there seemed to be a thunderous sound!

In an instant, everyone in the restaurant had a buzzing head, their souls seemed to be violently impacted, they were dizzy and in great pain.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Suddenly, one by one, they were leaning on the railing and looking down at the warriors below.

At this moment, everything was like dumplings, falling continuously and hitting the ground on the first floor.

As the main target of this divine soul attack, Wu Qiyong only frowned slightly and seemed not to be greatly affected.

He stood up slowly and came to the railing, his eyes full of indifference.

"interesting!"

He sneered, took a step forward, crossed the railing in an instant, and then fell rapidly downwards like a meteorite!

And the direction he fell in was exactly where Qin Zheng was standing at the moment!

boom! !

Gang Qi exploded instantly, covering his whole body.

The majestic power is released from his fat body!

The air was torn apart at this moment!

He locked his Qi machine tightly on the figure below, his eyes full of viciousness, as if he had seen Qin Zheng being crushed to death by him!

But just as he was about to fall to the ground.

Swish!

Qin Zheng's figure flashed instantly and disappeared under him.

His brows instantly furrowed, and before he could think about it, he felt a black shadow suddenly appear above his head.

So fast!

This thought suddenly came to his mind.

Immediately afterwards, a huge footprint was seen, like a sacred mountain falling, falling hard on his fat body!

boom! !

His figure instantly rushed down at a faster speed!

The floor on the first floor was instantly smashed through, and a deep pit instantly appeared under the restaurant!

"Shuzi! How dare you do this!"

Under the deep pit, a voice containing extreme anger sounded.

Like a volcano about to erupt, the air in the restaurant seemed to be affected and became hot.

Bang!

A plump figure suddenly rushed out of the pit.

But what faced him was a powerful and majestic whip kick!

boom!

Suddenly, his figure fell into the pit again at an even faster speed!

Qin Zheng looked indifferent, and then stepped out and rushed into the pit. When the fat figure wanted to get up again, he stepped back hard with his kick again!

"You dare to insult me?!"

The fat figure yelled in surprise and anger, and immediately started struggling violently.

Under the majestic and huge force, the entire ground shook violently like an earth dragon rolling.

After all, he was a half-step martial arts saint. If he were an ordinary great master, his feet would have exploded into a ball of blood mist after being kicked by Qin Zheng.

At this moment, although the fat figure's breath was somewhat disordered, he had not been seriously injured and was still able to burst out such a powerful force.

But under Qin Zheng's pressure, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free and get even half a step out of the pit.

"Insulting you?"

Qin Zheng chuckled lightly at this moment.

Immediately, a ruthless look appeared in his eyes, and his slender fingers twisted into fists.

Then, the fist marks fell crazily like a violent storm!

boom! boom! boom!

Under the hammering force of the majestic force, the restaurant shook even more violently.

At this moment, the demon-slayers in the entire restaurant were all awake, and they all stared blankly at the scene on the ground on the first floor.

They never thought that a half-step martial saint would be pinned to the ground and hammered crazily in this Drunken Immortal Tower!

The most important thing is that this is a half-step martial saint who has broken through the limit of "essence" and is infinitely powerful!

At this moment, he was actually being crushed by a boy from a remote country on the road of strength with even greater strength and pure ruthlessness!

And the one who can fight or even crush the Half-Step Martial Saint will only be the Half-Step Martial Saint!

Qingzhou

When did a half-step martial saint secretly appear in Qingzhou!

wrong!

This kid looks so young, but he is actually a half-step martial arts saint!

When they thought of this, everyone's expressions instantly became horrified!

It was even more shocking than seeing Wu Qiyong being pressed to the ground and hammered.

boom! boom! boom!

The huge hammering roar continued.

The sounds of Wu Qiyong's struggle gradually weakened as time went by.

Qin Zheng's face was calm, unmoved at all, and he did not slow down the strength in his hands because the movement of the fat figure under him became smaller and smaller.

Until a figure appeared in front of the restaurant door, and at the same time, a dense number of figures appeared outside the restaurant.

Qin Zhengcai stopped moving.

He raised his head and looked at the figure wearing a white robe and bright eyes.

Another half-step martial saint.

Qin Zheng withdrew his gaze, raised the fat figure whose breath was weak, and seemed to have only half a life left, and jumped up to come to Fuyu.

"Junior Brother Qin"

Fuyu's face was full of shame.

At this moment, he felt like he had caused trouble outside and asked the adults at home to step in and solve it.

Qin Zheng chuckled at him and shook his head, indicating that it was okay.

Then, he threw Wu Qiyong to the ground and said, "Take out what you promised my senior brother."

Wu Qiyong looked weak: "So what if I don't give it to you?"

Swish!

A sharp and sharp sword with a ghost head landed on his neck.

The biting chill instantly penetrated through the hair and penetrated all over the body.

"The people from Taiwuyuan are here. You can't kill me."

Qin Zheng nodded and slowly took the sword away from his neck.

Sensing Qin Zheng's actions, Wu Qiyong's lips raised slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.