On the ring, Li Mojian finally stopped drawing circles. He retracted his hands and pumped every trace of the energy turned into the power of heaven and earth into his meridians.

He looked up at his opponent and said: "I will use all my strength to attack the next wave. If I feel that I cannot resist it, I will jump off the ring earlier to avoid it."

The disciple of Jueqing Suixinzhuang looked annoyed, but also slightly nervous.

What's annoying is that Li Mojian and he are both in the Qi Condensation Realm, but they dare to make such arrogant remarks. Maybe the Qi Condensation Realm can still attack with the power of the Qi Hua Realm.

The nervous thing is that it is already very difficult for him to deal with Li Mojian's attack. If Li Mojian has a stronger move, he may not be able to block it.

While he was thinking wildly, Li Mojian had already begun to gather energy and prepare to strike. He saw Li Mojian raising his hands flat, and a golden mist appeared on his palms. Then he put his palms together and moved his palms toward the center little by little.

This action obviously involves putting the palms together, but the process is very laborious, as if there is a hard rock blocking the space between the palms.

As the distance between the two palms got closer and closer, the light mist on Li Mojian's palms became brighter.

Just when his palms were one foot apart, suddenly, a twisted golden electric light lit up between his palms. At the same time, a light group was revealed where the electric light flashed.

The light group was also golden, violently rotating and vibrating, and the overflowing power brought up bursts of air currents, which made Li Mojian's long hair fly and his robes rustled.

Sweat slid from his forehead to the tip of his nose, and then dripped from the tip of his nose, one drop, two drops. Li Mojian gritted his teeth and kept moving his palms closer to the light ball.

Finally, placing his palms against the golden ball of light, he immediately clasped his fingers and held the ball of light tightly. Zhizhi, a rapid noise rang out, and golden light kept coming out of his fingers, as if the ball of light was about to escape from it at any time.

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"This move is called Jinhong Guanri, get out of the way!" Li Mojian shouted, struggling to push out the screaming ball of light.

With a rumble, the ball of light exploded instantly, and Li Mojian slid backwards on the ring, plowing two deep ravines with his feet.

In the direction where the light ball exploded, a ten-foot-wide golden air column rushed out with an overwhelming force. Wherever the air column passed, violent air waves splashed everywhere, and the wooden boards of the arena were lifted up and flying in the air.

broken.

"Oh my God, this is too exaggerated!"

The disciple of Jueqing Suixinzhuang was shocked. Wherever the pillar of air passed, not to mention the arena was blown away, but even the tiled floor under the arena was dug out.

The golden light illuminated his panicked face, and flying wood chips hit his forehead, knocking him awake.

Hurry and hide, you will be killed or injured if hit!

He hurriedly squatted down, rolled down from the ring sideways, and then followed the crowd under the ring and ran as far away as possible.

Ge Qingqing couldn't sit still now. If the air column was allowed to hit straight forward, he would have to break through the tile-roofed house next to the yard.

However, Ge Wuqing did not leave the banquet table. He just picked up the small black hammer used to crack walnuts, clasping his fingertips slightly, leaving a trace of energy on it. Then he raised his arm and threw the small hammer towards the ring.

The small hammer flew in the air, swaying in the wind, as if someone was holding it by hand, and drew a large arc, dragging the black light to catch up with the air column and go around to the front of the air column.

The hammer spun in circles and hit the front of the air column heavily. The energy attached to the hammer suddenly exploded, revealing a huge gray-black air mass.

The air mass collided with the air column, and the airflow formed by the impact swept in all directions to the west. The disciples of Jueqing Suixinzhuang who had not yet moved away fell in pieces like wheat.

Seeing that all the disciples in the village were smashed to the ground, Ge Wuqing raised his hand again, pointing his fingertips towards the sky.

Whoosh, the small black hammer shot straight into the sky, rolling up a series of air vortices and directing the chaotic airflow caused by the collision of air masses upwards.

He observed Li Mojian. At this time, Li Mojian was holding his knees with his arms and breathing heavily. His robe was clinging tightly to his body and was completely wet with sweat.

A relieved smile appeared on Ge Wuqing's lips. It seemed that Li Mojian's move was very taxing on the body, and the move could not be adjusted at will, and it took a long time to perform. Overall, it was a dead move that could only drive wooden stakes.

Soon, a black light fell from the sky, still drawing a large arc, and flew into Ge Wuqing's hand. It was the small black hammer.

The sect master glanced at Xiaochui, with a look of envy in his eyes. This Xiaochui was a magic weapon, and there was no risk of disaster.

I heard that Wuwang Disaster can fly freely in the air and can control it from a long distance. Now I have seen it with my own eyes. The magic weapon that actively flies back to its master is like a living creature.

After all, the magic weapon is a magic weapon. It is so spiritual. With it, Ge Qingwu is really even more powerful. No wonder Ge Qingwu was able to retreat unscathed when he challenged Yunxiu's major sects.

"Master Mingkong."

Ge Wuqing brought the wine bowl to the sect master with a smile, interrupting his thinking, "As expected of the sect master's disciple, he can actually mobilize the power of heaven and earth in the Qi Condensation Realm, and the range is so great, I admire him, I admire him

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The sect leader glanced in the direction of the arena and gave Li Mojian a look, signaling him to come back quickly.

Then the sect leader picked up the bowl of wine and retorted: "The bad apprentice was not good at learning and destroyed Master Ge's arena. I, the master, will punish him with a bowl of wine."

The disciples of Jueqing Suixinzhuang dressed in red dispersed around the ring, and then some townspeople came out of the tile-roofed buildings on both sides. They took brooms and shovels in their hands and took apart the damaged ring, swept up the fragments, and moved them to the corner of the yard.

Then the disciples wearing various costumes filed out and continued to perform in the cleared space.

After changing glasses and drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere at the banquet table gradually became warm, everyone was talking and laughing, and joy was everywhere.

Ge Wuqing picked up the porcelain vase and poured wine into the sect leader's bowl when he suddenly said: "Sect Master Mingkong, you and I had a great chat. I have a proposal, I don't know..."

"Zhuang Zhuang just said it doesn't matter."

"After this congratulatory banquet, you and I have made good friends, but things in Yunxiu are unpredictable, and the good relationship at this moment cannot last forever. I want to build a bridge between the two sects, so that Jueqing Suixinzhuang and Qianyun Sect can continue to be friendly for generations to come.

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Qianyun Sect's business is spread all over Yunxiu, and if you can have more friends than one, Ge Qingqing proposes friendship from generation to generation, and the sect leader is of course very happy.

He shook his paper fan and said with a smile: "Since Lord Ge Zhuang is aware of this matter, I must have a plan in mind, so you might as well talk about it."

"It's easy to say that the way to make friends between generations is to marry your two clans."

Hearing the word marriage, the sect leader already guessed what Ge Wuqing meant, but he pretended not to know and asked: "Marriage? How to marry?"

A flash of unhappiness flashed through Ge Qingqing's heart. He could see that Master Mingkong already knew what he wanted to say, but he just refused to answer and insisted on saying it clearly. In this case, let's put it on the table.
Chapter completed!