A little cold light, as if there is a momentum to break the sky, piercing the air and piercing towards Qimo's face!

Quick! Fierce! Unfortunately, it is not allowed...!

Feeling the quickly stabbed red gun, Qi Mo slightly hooked the corners of his mouth. After getting Lian's accurate answer, Qi Mo's heart was also a little less worried. He also explored the general cultivation of the people present, except for a few breaths that were very obscure. Among them, the highest is around the early stage of the spiritual level. Of course, except for the freak Lian sitting next to him, most of them are around the cultivation of the master level, among which even the early stage of the scholar level is also there.

And the guy who did something to him is in the middle of the senior level, and Zimo is in the early stage of the senior level, but...

Qimo's eyes flashed fiercely, and then his palm seemed slow, but before everyone could react, they found that the slender palm was already tightly clenched on the red gun.

Bang!

Zuo Qing's palm holding the red gun was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that his attack would be caught by this seemingly harmless boy all of a sudden!

However, although Zuo Qing was hollowed out by wine and sex, he was also a middle-class practitioner. His eyes flashed with a sharp light in his eyes. His arm rotated, and the red pin gun in his hand wanted to shake off Qi Mo's palm, so he did not dare to come forward. After all, the red gun was not a weapon to bully him, and he was not a weapon. Guys who are good at hand-to-hand combat, of course, most of them can't stand it...

"Hmm!"

Zuo Qing reacted quickly and made a change in a short moment, but he did not expect that he was fast and faster. When his arm first rotated, his five fingers were like steel braces, tightly grasping the red gun.

Zimo can be said to be a semi-individual cultivation. Although it does not practice physical cultivation, its physical strength is no less than that of the same level of physical cultivation.

So, the red rifle in the palm of Zimo's hand did not loosen a bit!

Qimo's eyes were cold, and there was a dark spiritual force on his palm of his hand and quickly drilled along the red gun towards Zuo Qing.

"Hmm?!"

Although Zuo Qing is a little stupid, he still has a very keen sense of things related to his own safety.

When the dark spiritual power appeared, his hair suddenly stood up, which was a sense of crisis! From that spiritual power, Zuo Qing felt the taste of death!

"It's not good!"

With a secret cry, Zuo Qing suddenly gritted his teeth fiercely, and the spiritual power all over his body was like a spring. He quickly drilled out of his palm and rushed towards the dark spiritual power. He had a feeling that if he was drilled into his body by the dark strange spiritual power, the consequences would be very serious!

He dares not let go of his palm, because he, who is good at far attack, if he loses the weapon he relies on, then he will be a lamb to be slaughtered. Moreover, he also found that Qi Mo is not a little white face. From his decisiveness and fierceness, he dares not give his fate to others.

The spiritual power gushing out from the left green palm is pink. This is a very bright color, a little eye-catching, but it is extremely eye-catching. In fact, Zuo Qing is not a mediocre. On the contrary, he is a talented guy. Otherwise, with his mentality addicted to wine and color, how can he be in this 20 The grade around is to reach the middle of the teacher's level.

Attributexiu zhe!

Yes, Zuo Qing is an attribute practitioner. Although attribute practitioners are not a cherished existence, the number is not large. When they practice, they are single attributes, that is to say, they can only accept one kind of spiritual power between heaven and earth! Although this sounds like an impact on practice, on the contrary, attribute practitioners will not only not affect practice. On the contrary, their single attributes make their practice strength faster, because they only focus on one kind of spiritual power. At the time of breakthrough, because of the purity of spiritual power, even the shackles of breaking through practice are more Ordinary practitioners are much stronger!

And Zuo Qing is a wooden attribute repairer!

If Zuo Qing is not such a physique, how can he have such cultivation as today with his unrecented alcoholism?!

Suddenly!

The spiritual power gushing from Zuo Qing's body met the red gun half a foot away from the left Qing's palm.

A dark, pink and green!

Sneer!

Without waiting for the fierceness to flash in Zuo Qing's eyes, the two collided spiritual forces actually made a sound like fire burning.

His eyes tightened, and then his face changed greatly that his green spiritual power was quickly melted under the strange dark spiritual power!

"This..."

Zuo Qing's eyes were full of apprehension, and there were also chills on his palm. He had not felt it when the previous defeat had not appeared, but now it is indeed extremely obvious.

Poor this guy, his practice is just to enjoy more life among wine and beauties. I have never seen such a strange situation!!!

Isn't the collision of spiritual power compared with each other?

The bear, why did my spiritual power have such a strange situation?!!!

At this time, Zuo Qing's mind was full of puzzles,

"Ah!!"

At the time of his tradiation, the dark spiritual power has already drilled up, and a trace has touched its palm.

"Bad!"

Zuo Qing only felt a tingling pain in his palm, and then an extremely cold air penetrated his heart and spleen, and he couldn't help shivering. In such a terrible situation, he hurriedly loosened his hand holding the red gun.

At this time, he doesn't have time to think about those things that are numb. If he doesn't let go, Zuo Qing has a feeling that if the spiritual power is on the upper body, I'm afraid it won't be finished with this little sting!

After loosening his palm, Zuo Qing pedaled his feet and quickly withdrew backwards. Obviously, he also understood that the beautiful young man in front of him was not a provocative existence. He scolded the guy who came to test the water, and he wanted to retreat.

However, it is obvious that his idea is a little naive...

Before Zuo Qing took a step back, Qi Mo quickly turned the red gun he was holding, and then turned into a black light and stabbed Zuo Qing's throat.

Seeing this, Zuo Qing's face changed, and an incredible color appeared.

This guy seems to kill himself?!

It's not to blame Zuo Qing for thinking so. Qi Mo's action is extremely fierce. In addition, the red gun is a long-range attack weapon. It is not effective in Zuo Qing's hand, but it is just right in Qi Mo's hand!

The speed at which the red gun was stabbed out is much faster than the speed of Zuo Qing's retreat!

When everyone, including Zuo Qing himself, had not reacted, they touched Zuo Qing's throat, and a coldness made Zuo Qing's body instantly cold and thorough!

"You!! Do you dare to kill me?!"

Zuo Qing shouted in horror.

"Why don't you dare? The people present saw that you wanted to kill me first."

His eyes narrowed, and Qi Mo's eyes were full of cold colors, and there was also a murderous intention, and this murderous intention made Zuo Qing's head awake in an instant.

"Please..... Please... Don't... Don't... Don't kill me!"

Zuo Qing's tone was full of panic and said that before the threat of death, all dignity was really foreign. Obviously, Zuo Qing was well aware of it.

"Oh?"

Zimo's palm stopped, but the red gun in front of Zuoqing's throat did not move away.

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

Glancing at Zuo Qing, then glanced at the whole audience, and Qi Mo said with a trace of evil arc at the corners of his mouth.

"I..."

The corners of Zuo Qing's mouth moved and was about to speak. In a corner of the hall, a voice came faintly.

"Let me tell you the answer."