319: C319 Cripple Zhao Qingcang(1)

C319 Cripple Zhao Qingcang(1)

Zhao Qingcang's elemental energy rushed out crazily, as if it was sealed by a Demonic Beast. It struggled crazily, and the evil qi soared into the sky.

However, Qin Sheng's Dragon-Confining Hand was like a iron forceps, firmly suppressing it.

"Let go!"

Zhao Qingcang's face was somewhat ferocious. With a flip of his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand.

The long sword made a clank and produced a fierce Sword Qi. The flustered and exasperated Zhao Qingcang actually wanted to slash Qin Sheng with his sword!

Qin Sheng indifferently glanced at the crazy Zhao Qingcang. After that, the Dragon-Confining Hand violently twisted. With a cracking sound, Zhao Qingcang's wrist was crushed. The intense pain caused his body to twist into the shape of a shrimp.

Puchi ~

The sword light slashed diagonally, bringing with it a terrifying Sword Qi. Talisman light appeared, and the incomparably sharp sword actually had three inscription patterns interweaving on its body.

This was a triple-stripe Practitioner, and even Qin Sheng was surprised by it.

Even Heavenly Completion Stage expert might not be able to obtain a triple-stripe Practitioner, but this Zhao Qingcang actually had one!

This was absolutely illogical. Could it be that Zhao Qingcang had some sort of fortuitous encounter in Demon Dragon Wasteland?

"First beat him until he's half crippled, then beat him up. " Qin Sheng thought to himself.

Now that Demon Dragon Wasteland had been restored, some of the Wastelands and treasures buried deep within the Wasteland had been broken. Zhao Qingcang's rapid progress in such a short period of time was probably because he had obtained some shocking fortune.

Qin Sheng's Dragon-Confining Hand grabbed Zhao Qingcang like a iron forceps and threw him over his shoulder. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, it violently smashed onto the incomparably hard dueling platform.

Bang!

The dueling platform violently shook, and the incomparably hard floor flickered with dim talisman light. If it wasn't for the support of the rune, no matter how hard the rock was, it would have been smashed by Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng was a body cultivation that cultivated the Fiendgod Body Refining spiritual exercise. His strength was as powerful as the Demonic Beast, and with the support of the vigorous elemental energy, Zhao Qingcang's fall caused his internal organs to churn.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qin Sheng did not stop. The Dragon-Confining Hand slap sent Zhao Qingcang's Tri-Striped Sword flying, and then threw him back and forth with his left and right hands, creating a sound that made one's scalp tingle.

"What's going on?"

"It's like. . . Like Qin Sheng threw Zhao Qingcang down like a scarecrow. "

"Oh my god, this is too. . . Too mighty and domineering. "

Numerous shocked eyes were fixed on the dueling platform, staring at Qin Sheng's brutal performance with their mouths wide open.

Fighter, who was watching from the sidelines, felt that this was a one-sided bet. However, he didn't expect that the one who fell was actually the late Reaching Soul State Zhao Qingcang.

Zhao Qingcang and Qin Sheng had a difference of one Great Realm, but in turn, they were thrown down by Qin Sheng.

Bang!

Qin Sheng was tired from the fall, and as if he was throwing trash, he casually threw Zhao Qingcang to a corner of the dueling platform.

"Cough, cough, cough. . . "

Zhao Qingcang laid limply on the cold floor. The macrostomia coughed out blood, and the sickly white facial appearance became even paler. It looked like his injuries were definitely not light.

"I admit that I overestimated you. You are weaker than I imagined. "

Qin Sheng stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently.1

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qingcang was so angry that he coughed out another mouthful of blood.

He was a dignified late Reaching Soul State expert, but he had actually been humiliated by Qin Sheng, who had lowered a Great Realm. His handsome and distorted face was burning hot. Today, his face had finally fallen.

Zhao Qingcang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and looked at the indifferent Qin Sheng. The space between his brows was ashen, and his eyes were filled with killing intent that seemed to have materialized.

"Qin Sheng, I'll kill you!"

Zhao Qingcang shouted. He stretched out his hand, and the three-patterned sword buzzed. The sword light soared into the sky and turned into a sword light. In an instant, it appeared in his hand.

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