Chapter 34 I'm Invincible 2

"What? Do you bet too?" The disciples were surprised.

"Nonsense, can't you?" Zhuge Buliang held a large number of spiritual stones in his arms, and the spiritual stones shone brightly and seductively. The most generous of these disciples only took out two top-grade spiritual stones, while Zhuge Buteng actually held more than a dozen middle-grade spiritual stones and three top-grade spiritual stones in his arms.

"If you have a spiritual stone, you can naturally be counted as a part of Brother Zhuge." A disciple laughed.

"Good!" Zhuge Buliang piled all the spiritual stones in his arms and said, "I blocked Pang Yiqing... lost!!"

At this time, a disciple came out of the crowd. It turned out to be Sun Zi Ming, who had a relationship with Zhuge Fuliang. He said, "Brother Zhuge, you just spent too much physical strength to fight with Zhuge Ming, and you may not be able to win Pang Yiqing. Besides, Pang Yiqing is the grandson of Elder Pang, and he must have a magic weapon to protect himself. I think you'd better divide your spiritual stone into two parts and press one injection for each plate.

"No need, he will be defeated within ten moves!" Zhuge Buleung was full of confidence and turned to the center of the square.

Pang Yiqing's mouth was fierce **, his face was pale, and he sneered, "Today's brother Luo Fei's hatred and Zhuge's brother's hatred, I will get it back from you."

"You will be defeated within ten moves! Otherwise, I will lose!" Zhuge Bliang hugged his shoulders.

"You will pay for your arrogance!" Pang Yiqing roared, and the rich cyan Zhenyuan power surged out, and the cyan brilliance rushed up, shaking the surrounding space. Pang Yiqing is obviously the spiritual root of the wood attribute, and the spells he practiced are also the wood attribute.

Zhuge Bbulang's body became crystal clear, as bright as precious jade, setting off the holiness of it. His palms flashed with bright brilliance, and his palms were slapped out, and the heavy pressure shrouded him. The "cracked empty handprint" turned into an invisible big hand and patted Pang Yiqing.

"Boom!"

Pang Yiqing pinched his hand, and two huge woods came out. The huge wood was glowing with cyan light, like a magic weapon. But it could not resist the power of "cracked handprints", and the giant wood turned into flying ash in an instant.

Zhuge Buliang strode forward, and every step he took seemed to tremble with the ground. He was possessed like a god of war, and the holy white light set it off the sacredness.

Pang Yiqing quickly hit several giant trees, and his body retreated quickly. He knew that Zhuge was not strong and did not want to be close to him.

The giant trees are suppressed and rumbled like several peaks.

Zhuge's palms were as bright as jade, and he slapped several palms against the giant wood.

"Rumble!"

The giant wood collapsed quickly, Zhuge Buliang strode forward, and the earth shook the earth. Zhuge Buliang was like a wild giant, and the "cracked empty fingerprints" kept shooting, smashing the suppressed giant wood.

"Brush!"

At this time, a turquoise light suddenly flashed under Zhuge's feet, and several vines quickly poked out, entangling Zhuge's legs, making it difficult to move at all.

"Hahaha! You have lost the ability to act now, and you are doomed to be defeated by me today!" Pang Yiqing smiled and said, quickly pinching the seal, and the cyan Zhenyuan force condensed into a towering ancient tree and suppressed Zhuge Fuliang.

The towering ancient trees are vast and powerful, and the cyan true power is surging. The carrier's power is suppressed, and the air has been distorted.

"Break it for me!"

Zhuge Fuliang patted his palm, and his palms flashed fluorescently. His invisible palms shrouded the void. Under the empty cover, he patted the ancient tree. The towering ancient tree shook violently, but it did not break, as hard as divine iron.

But the "cracked empty handprint" was extremely strong. Zhuge Buteng slapped several palms in a row, and the towering ancient tree finally collapsed.

"I'll see how long you can last!" Pang Yiqing smiled coldly, pinched the magic formula again, and another towering ancient tree suppressed it.

"What kind of spell is this? It's so powerful!"

"This technique is called 'Taiqing Mu Jue', which is regarded as the best Dharma in the gas refining period. Even some disciples in the foundation period dare not easily take this kind of attack."

"Pang Yiqing is the grandson of Elder Pang, and his practice is naturally much better than others!"

"But what kind of spell is Zhuge Buteng practicing? It can actually compete with 'Taiqing Mujue'."

"The spiritual root without attributes can't practice spells. Zhuge Butliang seems to have been competing with the body again."

"To compete with the body against 'Taiqing Mujue', this..."

Pang Yiqing pinched "Taiqing Mujue" with his hand, and the towering ancient trees condensed into shape, and went to Zhuge Fuliang's suppression.

Zhuge Fuliang kept waving "cracked empty fingerprints", and his invisible palms were shrouded in the air, smashing several towering ancient trees. The seven-star treasure body is extremely strong, and the continuous supply of Zhenyuan power is like a torrent.

"I see how much real power there is for you to consume. If you can't move now, you will definitely lose!" Pang Yiqing said with a smile, and the towering ancient trees kept suppressing down.

"Do you think this little obstacle can trap me?" Zhuge Buleang sneered, his body bloomed as white as jade, and the green vines under his feet were instantly smashed.

Zhuge Buliang went up against the air and stepped on the "counter-air step" again. After taking seven steps, he swept away like a light and shadow and rushed to Pang Yiqing. The cracked handprint turned into an invisible palm and patted Pang Yiqing.

"Bum!"

Pang Yiqing flew out and protruded a big mouthful of blood in mid-air. He didn't expect that Zhuge Buteng could resolve his spell so easily.

Pang Yiqing retreated quickly with this momentum and distanced himself from Zhuge Fuliang again.

Escape? Can you escape?" Zhuge Buliang's voice was cold, and his eyes were murderous. He stepped on the "step against the air" to meet him. At this moment, he seemed to be stepping in the void. A disciple in the refining period could control the air like a practitioners in the Yuanying period, which immediately shocked the audience.

"Zhuge is not bright, I want you to die!" Pang Yiqing's face was ferocious and horrible, his facial features were distorted, and a loud dragon chant came from his body. He sacrificed a chain. The cyan true power rioted on the chain. The dragon sang again, and the chain turned into a cyan dragon dance.

The cyan dragon is like a entity, roaring ferociously, and the tail end of the green dragon is wrapped around Pang Yiqing's body.

"The magic weapon!"

The disciples around him suddenly exclaimed. It was really strange that a disciple in the refining period could summon a magic weapon. The magic weapon is extremely precious, especially the high-level magic weapon. In the Yaohai School, even the disciples in the foundation period do not have magic weapons.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon!"

"This magic weapon seems to be called Qinglong Lock. Although it is not a high-level magic weapon, it can control a magic weapon. Pang Yiqing is proud enough among his disciples in the same realm."

"Ep> Elder Pang really put a lot of effort into his grandson and passed it on to Pang Yiqing's green dragon lock magic weapon."

"I'm afraid it's difficult for Zhuge Fuliang to win..."

The disciples around them exclaimed and talked about it. Li Kewei's pretty face changed, and it was really unexpected that Pang Yiqing had a magic weapon. Even Li Kewei, a disciple of the foundation-building period, and a time-consuming genius, did not necessarily have a magic weapon to protect himself.

"The magic weapon..." Zhuge Buteng sneered in his heart. What is there to be afraid of a low-level magic weapon? In the past two years, Zhuge Buteng has refined a lot of magic weapons, and no magic weapon needs to be this Qinglong lock.

"Dead!"

Pang Yiqing shouted angrily, and the Qinglong wrapped around him swooped down to Zhuge Budang. The majestic power drained all the air around him, showing a dark space pressure.

The fierce wind stirred, and the disciples around him retreated one after another.

Zhuge Buliang roared, stepped on the "backs of the air" and rose to the sky. The "cracked empty fingerprints" patted out, and the invisible palms hit Qinglong's body. The green dragon, like an entity, flew back with a scream.

Zhuge Buliang stepped against the air and poked out the "cracked empty handprint" again. The crystal jade-like palm grasped the dragon's dragon's dragon head. The tail end of the green dragon was wrapped around Pang Yiqing's body, and Pang Yiqing was integrated with this magic weapon.

Zhuge Fuliang held the dragon's head in both hands and moved it fiercely, bringing a roaring wind. All the disciples around were shocked and quickly retreated.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Fuliang moved Qinglong's body and smashed it to the ground. Pang Yiqing fell to the ground like a meteorite, splashing endless dust.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Fuliang took turns to smash Qinglong left and right. Pang Yiqing was entangled by the tail end of Qinglong and was the first to be the first to be hit. Zhuge Buo was like a meteor hammer, smashing left and right. The bluestone bricks on the square are broken.

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