Wen Qiu flew in from a far corner. This way of appearing shocked the entire audience. Everyone stared at this god-like figure with an expression of admiration but fear!
"Oh my god, he flew here, he really wasn't trying to tease Gangsi, he's so amazing."
"It turns out that there really are gods in this world. Please accept me as your disciple."
"In half my life, this is the first time I believe that Qinggong can float on water. It's amazing."
The audience went crazy, and many young men rushed forward with great excitement, vying to become apprentices and learn immortal arts. Especially Zhang Mingwang, who was still dazed and half-dead just now. When he saw Lin Xiaodong defeat Takeshi Aoi with one fist, he even
He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he was worried that Lin Xiaodong would be blamed by his wife. He turned around and was about to escape. Unexpectedly, suddenly
However, the gods descended from heaven to deal with Lin Xiaodong, and his energy returned immediately.
Zhang Mingwang relied on his strength to push down the spectators who were blocking his way, and was the first one to get to the ring.
"You brat, you're doomed this time. Even the immortals can't stand you if you pretend to be cool and get struck by lightning."
Zhang Mingwang had a sinister smile on his face and yelled at Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong was too lazy to pay attention to a small character like Zhang Mingwang. He focused all his attention on Wen Qiu. Wen Qiu had a magic weapon to protect himself and should not be underestimated. He almost fell into Wen Qiu's hands last time.
"Grandpa Immortal, I am gifted with extraordinary talent, good bones, handsome appearance, obedient and willing to work hard. I am definitely a talent that can be made. Please accept me as your disciple. I will definitely practice hard, achieve good results, and carry it forward."
Your magic."
"Grandpa Immortal, my family is extremely wealthy and extremely smart. As long as you accept me as your disciple, it doesn't matter how much money you want."
Come on, a large group of young guys are really desperate for their lives. They crawled into the fist, vying to have Wen Qiu as their teacher.
Not to be outdone, Zhang Mingwang also climbed onto his fist, pushed away the guy blocking the way, and walked up to Wen Qiu.
Zhang Mingwang then made funny moves. He grabbed the short sleeves he was wearing with both hands and pulled hard, tearing the short sleeves in half in a domineering manner. Then he puffed up his chest muscles and showed off his muscles in front of Wen Qiu.
Come.
"Look at my muscles. With my figure, as long as you are willing to teach me the magic of immortality, I will definitely not let you down. If you accept me as your disciple, I will do whatever you want me to do in the future." Zhang Mingwang is really a real person.
You idiot, what is needed to cultivate immortality is brains, what's the use of muscles. It's okay if he doesn't show off his muscles. When he showed off his muscles, Wen Qiu was disgusted. But he stood in front of Wen Qiu again, and Wen Qiu was so angry that he slapped her
slap him down
When I went to the boxing ring, I fell and a dog chewed on the shit, and several of his teeth were broken.
When the other young men who climbed onto the ring saw that this was not a good posture, they were so frightened that they rolled over and climbed down from the ring. No one wanted to suffer the same consequences as Zhang Mingming!
"Old man, there are too many people here and it's a hindrance. Let's change the duel somewhere."
Lin Xiaodong glanced at the audience, a little worried that if the spell was used, innocent people would be harmed.
Lin Xiaodong could probably guess that Wen Qiu and Yan Gao would be watching at the scene. After all, Yan Gao was colluding with the Japanese.
"You can never escape again, you must die here today."
Wen Qiu did not take the safety of ordinary people seriously, and immediately raised the Blood Spirit Flag, hoping to trap Lin Xiaodong to death.
"That thing of yours is no longer useful to me. I've found a way to break your formation."
Lin Xiaodong said calmly. This is really true. In the past few days, he and Li Gui have been studying how to break the blood spirit flag. With Li Gui's help, he found a way to break the flag.
A flash of blood suddenly appeared, rolling up a burst of red smoke that enveloped the entire boxing ring.
The audience could only see a red mist, but could not see Wen Qiu and Lin Xiaodong.
"This is definitely an immortal spell. That old man is 100% a god among the immortals. I never thought that there really are immortals in this world."
"Sure enough, the masters are among the people. Our country is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. The little devil dares to challenge us. We really don't know how to live or die."
The audience sighed for a while, and many were so frightened that they ran away quickly, but there were also many people who were not afraid of death and stood there watching the fight between gods.
The group of Japanese people were also involved in the formation of blood spirit flags. They did not struggle for long before their souls were devoured by the ghosts in the flags, leaving only a mummy behind!
At this time, Lin Xiaodong was also trapped in the flag formation, and a bunch of ghosts lined up to rush towards him again.
However, this time, he was extremely calm and quickly used his spiritual power to set up a magic circle in the flag formation.
This is the method that Li Gui taught him. Break the formation with a formation, use the powerful three-flavored real fire as an attack, and burn the blood spirit flag composed of ghosts!
As soon as the arranged magic circle is activated, the effect will come out. The powerful burning ability of the three-flavored true fire can directly burn out all the ghosts, and they will never be reborn again!
When Wen Qiu found out, it was too late.
Because Lin Xiaodong has deployed too many magic formations, when fully activated, the entire Blood Spirit Banner formation is filled with three-flavored real fire, which cannot be extinguished even if he tries to put it out!
The Blood Spirit Banner soon lost its power, the blood formation disappeared, and the red blood mist on the boxing ring was burned clean by Lin Xiaodong.
The Blood Spirit Flag in Wen Qiu's hand turned into ashes and scattered on the ring. Wen Qiu was so angry that his eyes were filled with smoke and his heart was bleeding. The Blood Spirit Flag was a magic weapon that he had spent decades practicing to protect himself.
Being ruined by Lin Xiaodong in this way, he now has an idea, that is, he must kill Lin Xiaodong in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
!
"You brat, you destroyed my magic weapon, and I will demand your life to pay for it!"
Wen Qiu was furious. He pinched his fingers and cast the magic spell he had prepared long ago.
Suddenly, a fire dragon flew out of Wen Qiu's palm and rushed towards Lin Xiaodong with its teeth and claws.
"Compared with my small skills and playing with fire, you are far behind!"
Lin Xiaodong gave a sneer and stood motionless. When the fire dragon approached, he opened his mouth and spit out a ball of gas.
The next second, something magical happened. Wen Qiu's menacing fire dragon was extinguished by Lin Xiaodong's breath.
When the audience saw this scene, they were all shocked and opened their mouths wide, sighing that it was indeed a fight between gods and gods, it was simply amazing!
It was the first time for the audience to see immortals fighting, and they were all deeply shocked. He could blow out the magic spell in one breath. This power was so terrifying that Wen Qiu was frightened. With such power, he
I have never encountered this before. This is not a fact that a monk in the Qi training period can do. But Lin Xiaodong did it. That is to say
Ming, the Lin Xiaodong in front of him has already surpassed the Qi training stage.
Thinking of this, Wen Qiu shuddered all over and didn't have the guts to fight Lin Xiaodong again. He was a smart man and knew what to do, so he turned around and ran for his life!