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Chapter 692 Wu Dongying Appears

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"Thousands of miles away? A big hand was poked out?" Qin Shuang's heart sternly.

The voice was still coming, but it approached quickly: "Yes! You, a late-stage martial god, can actually hide in my hands for so long, but you can't escape it after all. Yuehuang Qinshuang, haha... When I grab you to death, let the race know that the so-called new generation of souls of the human race is just a piece of shit."

"Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Qin Shuang felt angry, suddenly stopped her body, and stabbed her with a sword towards the big hand in the air.

“Buzz…”

Thousands of starlight gathered, and bright starlight gathered on the dragon sword. A huge starlight suddenly arose and stabbed towards the big hand.

Stars gather.

"boom……"

The starlight swayed, and the starlight sword exploded, but the big hand shrank like a frightened rabbit and shrank for a thousand meters.

Qin Shuang sighed in her heart. Without opening the Fire Phoenix Body, the starlight gathered just to see the early realm of the eighth level of the Martial Saint. After all, it was a little weaker than the eighth level of the Demon Saint.

"Then open the Fire Phoenix Body!"

Qin Shuang was just about to open the fire phoenix body, but suddenly heard a long roar. The long roar penetrated the golden cracked stone, and the space was shaking. A figure shot towards him like a meteor, breaking through the sound barrier, like a golden light.

"Golden Dragon Journey!"

Qin Shuang suddenly opened her eyes. At this time, the aura of Jin Longxing was very powerful, and the aura of the Martial Saint burst out.

"I actually broke through to the first level of the Martial Saint."

Qin Shuang's heart was shocked. The Wuzong Palace was indeed profound. Then she saw the Golden Dragon Xing, wearing a golden robe, with a long sword on her back, and stopped her body and stared at the big hand.

The space rippled for a moment, and the Eighth Level of the Demon Saint appeared in front of Jin Longxing and Qin Shuang, and their eyes swept majestic to the two people. Jin Longxing looked directly at the Eighth Level of the Demon Saint without fear.

"I have left the Warrior Continent for a few months, but I don't know that the Golden Dragon Walk has broken through to the Martial Saint, where are Qin Lie and the others?"

The Demon Saint stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the Golden Dragon indifferently: "The Golden Dragon in Wuzong Palace?"

"Not bad!" Jin Longxing replied lightly.

At this time, the demon saint who was chasing Qin Shuang was not far from Qin Shuang and others. He glanced at Qin Shuang and Jin Longxing, then looked at the demon saint again, and then stopped and watched from the side.

"You want to stop me?" The face of the demon saint eighth level appeared disdainful.

Jin Longxing smiled and said, "Even if I don't stop you, do you think you can kill Qinshuang?"

The sarcastic look on the Eighth Layer of the Demon Saint's face was even stronger: "Do you think Qin Shuang forced my big hand to retreat with one sword? She thought she had the power to fight me? That was just one of my hands. Now that I am really here, let alone Qin Shuang, can you two join forces and block my move?"

"You try!" Jin Longxing said calmly.

The Eighth Level of the Demon Saint narrowed his eyes slightly, and then slapped the Golden Dragon in the air with a palm.

"Good come!"

Jin Longxing rubbed his body and punched the demon saint's eighth-level big hand. Above his fist, golden light shone like a hot little sun.

"boom……"

As he fisted and palms collided in the air, Qin Shuang's eyes condensed, and the eighth level of the Demon Saint actually shook his shoulders, and his huge palm could no longer move forward.

Qin Shuang looked at Jin Longxing in surprise and saw that Jin Longxing had turned into a stream of light and shot towards a mountain below like a projectile. Qin Shuang couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes.

"boom……"

A loud bang came, Qin Shuang moved her hand away and looked towards the ground, and saw a herringbone hole on the mountain. I don’t know how deep it was.

"He won't die, right?"

Although Jin Longxing was so proud that he was narcissistic, he looked so arrogant when he wanted to marry Qin Shuang, as if he had given Qin Shuang a great honor. When Qin Shuang refused, he looked like you would refuse. However, after all, they are both humans, and Jin Longxing came to help her this time, so Qin Shuang became worried.

"boom……"

The mountain suddenly exploded, and Jin Longxing's figure rushed to the night.

"What a strong body!"

Qin Shuang was stunned, and then remembered that Jin Longxing's original body seemed to be not inferior to her at the beginning, and now it seems that she is much stronger than her. This made Qin Shuang envious of the foundation of the Wuzong Palace.

What kind of martial arts can actually make the original cultivation of the Golden Dragon Sword so strong?

"You can actually block 60% of my strength, and see if you can block 80% of my strength."

The demon saint 80% took another photo, and at this moment, the sky rippled, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Jin Longxing, pointed like a sword, and slashed towards the palm of his hand.

"hiss……"

The demon saint's palm was broken even with its wrist. The demon saint yelled in pain and exclaimed:

"Wu Dongying!"

Qin Shuang looked at her eyes and found that it was Wu Dongying's back to her and Jin Longxing, and the sword energy on her body rushed toward the night.

The demon saint never spoke again on the eighth floor, and his body instantly retreated, and disappeared without a trace. The demon saint who was watching had already flew away.

Qin Shuang took a deep breath. Seeing Wu Dongying's power, Qin Shuang had already confirmed that Wu Dongying had definitely practiced ancient martial arts. At the same time, she was envious that only the Wu Zong Hall had such a foundation to practice ancient martial arts. However, Qin Shuang knew in her heart that even in the Wu Zong Hall, there were definitely not many people practicing ancient martial arts, and there were three or five. After all, the martial arts continent was insufficient at the time, and even the Wu Zong Hall in Suo Tianxia did not have so many resources.

Wu Dongying turned around in the air, first looked at Jin Longxing, and said lightly:

"See the gap?"

Jin Longxing nodded ashamed, Jin Longxing said in a deep voice: "It is not possible to rely solely on your body. The power of the body is more displayed in defense. You must also improve your spiritual power cultivation as soon as possible."

“Yes, Master.”

Wu Dongying turned his gaze to Qinshuang, and Qinshuang hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Wu, for help."

Wu Dongying looked at Qin Shuang deeply and said lightly: "This place is not far from the Eighteen Fortress, go and have a seat."

After saying that, without caring about Qin Shuang's agreement, he took a step in the air and his figure disappeared instantly. Jin Longxing bowed to Qin Shuang and said:

"Qin Shuang, go and sit there, Qin Lie and the others are here too."

Qin Shuang thought for a moment. She was also a little tired along the way, and wanted to inquire about the current situation on the warrior continent, so she nodded and said:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Jin."

Jin Longxing and Qin Shuang walked side by side. Jin Longxing turned his head and looked at Qin Shuang and said, "My sister Qin Shi, your cultivation has improved so quickly. Now it is in the late stage of the Martial God, right?"

"The ninth level of the Martial God." Qin Shuang smiled and said, "Isn't Senior Brother Jin faster? It's the first level of the Martial God."

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