It’s not like everyone doesn’t have information about you, Chu Qianqiu, on hand.
Yes, you are awesome. Liu Dutong's adopted son, the defender of Li Renying, is very likely to be a master in the early stage of Xiantian.
But haven’t you ever heard of the principle that ants kill an elephant?
"Chu, Mr. Chu, you, you..."
Are you crazy?
Fan Yuxuan almost blurted out. She suddenly wondered if it was a mistake for her to choose to cooperate with him.
But she is not a fool. When it comes to taking sides, once she takes the best path and ends up in trouble, she can wait until others get the [Heart-Cleaning Pill] before making a deal.
"I'm not crazy, just wait until they come over."
Chu Qianqiu stood on the edge of the big circle and said contentedly that having his back to the big circle meant that he only had to face the enemy head-on and deal with these young talents from Lingzhou, fighting as many as they came.
Their power level is similar to that of the elders of Tianjian Sect, Zhu Qunxing. Zhu Qunxing has been practicing for many years and is already a great master in the late Xiantian stage. He cannot guarantee that he will be defeated, let alone these people who are no more than thirty years old in front of him.
young people.
"Nie Xingkong, you are the best in Qinggong. Go and touch his bottom." Ren Daoyuan frowned and said to a powerful disciple who was good at Qinggong.
"Yes, Brother Ren!"
The young man with a name like an eagle and a move like a rabbit promised.
After a brief confrontation, the forces in the circle were quickly divided into four groups. Gong Nanxing, the young gang leader of Baicaomen, was one group, Ren Daoyuan, the true disciple of the College of Arts and Sciences, Fei Ping, the son of the Lingzhou Chief Minister, and Chu
Qianqiu and the two of them did one share alone.
As for the other powerful people who had not yet had time to form a gang and were unwilling to join other gangs, they were wiped out in an instant. After all, the resources available to the children of powerful people would not be too different. Most of the young people who can be called talented are hard-working.
, smart and hard-working, group fights are particularly effective.
ranwenat
"Nie Xingkong, twenty-eight years old, is the son of the owner of Feihong Hall. He is especially good at Qinggong and Eagle Claw Kung Fu. He specializes in training messengers for major families and county governments. He can travel two thousand miles a day and has entered the innate cultivation level for the first time!"
Fan Yuxuan quickly said that at the age of twenty-eight, he is still considered a young talent. Because of the longevity brought by martial arts, those who are born under the age of thirty can live a relatively long time. Centenarians are not uncommon among some sects.
"The messenger?" Chu Qianqiu asked curiously.
"Master Chu, don't you know?" Fan Yuxuan was surprised, and then thought that he had just served as the guard of the Li camp, so it was normal to be unclear, so she explained a few words.
"Except for the war horses trained by Daxia's Beast Yuzhai, no other means of delivering messages or messengers is as fast as using warriors. The Feihong Hall specializes in training messengers. They are very good at running and are of high quality and low price. Hiring a messenger is better than raising a horse to store energy.
War horses are much cheaper."
"Although Feihong Hall is a martial arts hall for common people, it is also accepted by the powerful circles of Linghu City."
"Nie Xingkong's Qinggong is extremely fast and he is good at running attacks. Sir, please be careful."
Just as Fan Yuxuan finished speaking, Nie Xingkong suddenly shouted loudly:
"excuse me!"
He was considered to be the lowest among the nobles in Linghu City. He barely squeezed into the circle, so naturally he wanted to hug him. Now that Ren Daoyuan gave an order, he naturally didn't dare to disobey.
The Feihong Hall was able to establish a firm foothold in Linghu City and provide talents for the big shots. Naturally, it had some real skills. As the son of the owner of the hall, Nie Xingkong also received the true inheritance of the martial arts hall and cultivated countless elixirs.
I saw him drinking loudly, and his whole figure looked like a wild goose flying in the sky.
Flying Geese - Falling geese in the sky!
What a fast speed.
When Tie Qianshan used the six-door Shanhe Step, it was nothing more than a full-speed assault.
But it was still too slow for Chu Qianqiu. He didn't dodge or dodge, he just stood there, waiting for you to come over.
Flying Goose Kung Fu - changing shape with each step!
A smile appeared on Nie Xingkong's lips, Master Chu, you have fallen into a trap.
This Feihong Guan's attainments in Qinggong are extraordinary. Even when flying in the air, he can change his shape at will. He seems to be able to fly, and he can turn around in the air. He is incredibly flexible, like a swift shuttle, switching places in an instant.
Chu Qianqiu's side was attacked by a claw.
Eagle Claw Technique - Green Dragon Exploring the Sea!
puff!
Chu Qianqiu turned his head directly, blew out white air at Nie Xingkong, and condensed the air into bullets.
Without using his true energy, the energy bomb spurted out and exploded directly on Nie Xingkong's body.
boom!
As if Nie Xingkong was hit hard, he was directly bounced away by the air bomb.
Didn’t I wear [Snow Silkworm Clothes]?
Why does the air bomb not decay when hit?
"Nie Xingkong, eliminated!"
"I, am I losing now?" Nie Xingkong looked confused, not understanding how he lost.
Chu Qianqiu's air bomb was not strong enough to kill an innate master, and it didn't even cause much damage, but it was enough to spray it out.
The three parties who were watching couldn't help but take a step back. The outsiders were watching the excitement, and the insiders were watching the door. Chu Qianqiu's energy bomb was pure physical power, how could it not make them frightened and confused.
"Could it be that he is practicing the "Indestructible Vajra Magic" of Maha Temple?"
"How can a person have such power?"
Ren Daoyuan is a direct descendant of the College of Arts and Sciences, so he can naturally see the extraordinary nature of this move, but his conclusion quickly aroused Gong Nanxing's refutation:
"No, he must have taken Yijin Pills and Marrow Cleansing Pills to exercise his body to an incredible level."
"That's nonsense. How could you take so many pills?"
"I just ate it."
Gong Nanxing's words made Ren Daoyuan speechless and choked up. Although he was the son of a rich man in Lingzhou, he was still a level below Gong Nanxing.
After all, Gong Nanxing is an only son, and he is not the only one in the Ren family.
"I'm just one person. Think about it, who used up their strength to deal with me first?"
"If there are few people, we will definitely lose after a while." Chu Qianqiu smiled and said to sow discord.
He also probably knew that the strength of the three enemy forces was about the same, and he was stuck in a suitable position. When they thought they were strong enough, they would not deliberately try to embarrass him.
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"How can he be so strong?"
"Is he the same as the saint in the college?"
"How could there be two monsters like this?"
Li Mingde was surprised in his heart. Even with Chu Qianqiu's attack just now, he might not be able to deal with Chu Qianqiu even if he tried to suppress the situation.
We must negotiate.
"Mingde, what should we do?" Fei Ping is the son of the chief envoy and has been friends with Li Mingde since childhood. Now that he has set up the Dragon Gate Formation, he naturally wants to help, so he stepped forward to form a gang.
"Talk to Ren Daoyuan and Gong Nanxing. We must jointly deal with Chu Qianqiu."
He was too strong to make Li Mingde's plan succeed, so he was eliminated first to reduce losses.
"good!"
But an accident happened again, and the other two parties were not fools and quickly reached an agreement.
"Brother Gong, let's work together to destroy Fei Ping, and then fight Chu Qianqiu. How about the final battle between the two of us?"
"No problem!" Gong Nanxing and Ren Daoyuan have been friends for many years, so they still have some credibility.
The leaders of the two parties finalized the cooperation policy in two sentences, and both sides looked at Fei Ping, the son of the chief envoy, with a ferocious smile.
"Are you going to get out on your own, or are we going to tell you to get out!"
Now it's two people fighting one person.
"Master Fei, what should we do?" The faces of the others suddenly turned a lot greener.
"Wait a minute, we have something to discuss!"
Just as Fei Ping was about to speak, Ren Daoyuan, a great talent from the College of Arts and Sciences, replied.
"How can you allow others to snore on the side of the bed?"
Chu Qianqiu called Wang Yuan and Yang Guang. Naturally, these two people could not participate in the battle and could only watch from the sidelines.
"Bring me some peanuts, nuts, and a jug of wine."
"Yes, sir."
You, what are you doing?
Fan Yuxuan simply couldn't understand Chu Qianqiu. At such a critical moment, he actually waited quietly for the two sides to decide the outcome. Are you serious?
"In this battle, people must be convinced that they have lost, so that they can avoid a lot of trouble."
Are you convinced that you lost?
Fan Yuxuan seemed to understand and looked at Chu Qianqiu in disbelief.
Could it be that this was within his control from the beginning?
"So let's watch the show quietly." Chu Qianqiu drank alone in a fierce battlefield.