Chapter 64 Qin Bing

"Taihemen, Song Ming, win." A loud voice sounded and announced Song Ming's victory. At this time, less than half a column of incense is less than the time before Song Ming came to power, and it can even be said that it is just a moment.

His opponent, a monk in the later stage of foundation-building, failed to resist a move in his hand. It seemed that the sky fire flying out of the sky rose with Song Ming's casting spells, and then attacked the other party. After completely refining his opponent into ashes, Song Ming still gave up. The bones were not left, and although the means were not bloody, there was no one present who was not chilled. Looking at the smile on Song Ming's face, the onlookers around couldn't help retreating slightly. If Song Ming's methods were not so domineering that the judges did not react for a moment, his fight could be said to be a victory or defeat in the blink of an eye.

After winning, without looking at the strange eyes cast around him, Song Ming just smiled and slowly walked down the ring and approached Fang Xin: "Uncle Fang, how about my burning method, can I still enter your eyes?"

"Sure enough, Brother Song is a good method." In the face of Song Ming's obvious provocation, Fang Xin was just flattering and perfunctory.

Hearing this, Song Ming nodded slightly, and then turned around and left without saying a word. However, when he was mistaken with Fang Xin, Fang Xin clearly heard his unconcealed sneer. It can be seen that this person has gradually refused to play these hypocritical superficial efforts with himself.

Looking at his departing back, Fang Xin subconsciously touched the black iron branch at his waist, and the cold light in his eyes became colder and colder. After all, this contradiction will be solved with a solid battle. However, vaguely, Fang Xin felt that it was not far from that day.

However, anyway, winning the first game is a good thing. In addition to joy, Fang Xin also responded to Feng Ling's request and followed her around the ring one by one to see the bustle. However, Feng Ling's explanation is very sanctimonous. It is said that he should help Fang Xin explore the enemy's situation and always pay more attention to seeing strong opponents.

Fang Xin didn't care about this. He just thought he was relaxing with Feng Ling and relaxing himself. To observe the situation of each participating disciple, Fang Xin is unwilling to do such a thing sincerely. Because after his first victory, Fang Xin learned from Feng Lingkou that among the other immortal disciples who originally participated in the new disciple Dabi, their strength was no lower than that in the later stage of foundation building. Therefore, to be precise, Fang Xin is the weakest in this comparison.

When he first heard this situation, Fang Xin was somewhat surprised, but then he was relieved. He didn't say anything, but said that he watched two fights on the first platform, and two immortal disciples died on the ring. If it weren't for the really outstanding strength and the courage, even if the teachers came, they would not have agreed to fight. After figuring this out, Fang Xin simply gave up the idea of exploring the enemy. After all, in the end, it seems that you are the weakest, so it's better to wait until it's really right to consider countermeasures.

However, for Fang Xin's careless attitude, Feng Ling preached with a straight face: "Master, you can't do this. It's easy to make a big mistake. Let's go and have a look. I just inquired about it. This time, one of the hottest disciples, Qin Bing of Mushanmen is on the 7th ring. She is the second game, and we should have time to go there now.

Listening to the name "Qin Bing", Fang Xin was really familiar with it. When he thought about it, he remembered that this person was the person who had named Qingsong before to pay attention. Thinking that Qing Song valued this person so much, Fang Xin thought about it and followed Feng Ling to platform 7.

As soon as he arrived at the place, Fang Xin saw that hundreds of disciples had gathered around the No. 7 ring. The appearance of the sea of people made Fang Xin stunned. After all, Fang Xin has never seen such a formation around several ringes he has passed before. However, it is also because of this situation that Fang Xin wants to find out more ideas.

"Master, you see, this is the influence. These people are all gathered here to see Qin Bing." At this moment, the No. 7 ring should have just ended the first game, so there is no fierce battle on the ring. Taking this opportunity, Feng Ling pulled Fang Xin into the crowd and sighed with Fang Xin about Qin Bing's appeal.

Seeing this situation, Fang Xin also had to shake his head and sigh, and became more curious about the man named Qin Bing: "Feng Ling, who is this Qin Bing? Has his strength reached the spiritual gathering period, or is he already enough to calm down all opponents this time?"

Hearing this, Feng Ling did not turn back, but still pulled Fang Xin forward, but finally answered Fang Xin's question: "Qin Bing's strength has not reached the spiritual gathering period, but her cultivation at the top of building the foundation can also be regarded as the top in this comparison. But her cultivation is not the key, the most important place..." Speaking of this, Feng Ling turned around and said with a smile, "The most important thing is that she is a woman and a beautiful woman. Think about how the proud girl of heaven, who combines strength and beauty, can not be noticed.

Snorted proudly, and Feng Ling turned around and continued to squeeze forward, as if the proud daughter of heaven was herself. Fang Xin could only smile bitterly about this. I really don't understand women's thoughts. Just after his emotion was over, Feng Ling immediately turned back and said, "Oh, by the way, I just remembered that the master is not close to women. It looks very difficult for Qin Bing to be attractive to you." After saying that, Feng Ling giggled and turned around to continue her work.

Listening to Feng Ling's last words, Fang Xin naturally knew that Feng Ling was squeezing himself. However, I really don't want to talk about this kind of thing, and in the end, I can only cry and laugh.

However, in the crowd all the way, Fang Xin also heard the admiration of many immortal disciples around him for Qin Bing. Naturally, these people are all male practitioners. Listening to some of Qin Bing's disciples talking about Qin Bing's beauty, most of them have coveted before they see it.

Finally, after being pulled all the way to the front end, Fang Xin just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief and heard the Feng Ling next to him suddenly burst out: "Ah, master, look, that's Qin Bing. Oh, she is really a great beauty, much more beautiful than I thought.

Looking at Feng Ling being crazy about a woman, Fang Xin could only sigh secretly and shook his head helplessly. However, when Fang Xin finally looked at the ring and saw the beauty in a long white dress, Fang Xin could finally understand why Feng Ling had such a reaction.

What kind of woman is this? How much grace from heaven appeared in the world. The eyebrows are like green feathers, the muscles are like white snow, the waist is like a bundle, the teeth are like shellfish, and the long hair is like a waterfall. The lotus steps gently move and walk above the ring, which is full of extraordinary meaning. Unfortunately, in those pearl-like eyes, there was a little less warmth and too much pride, which made Fang Xin secretly say that this woman was like an ice man.

However, these flaws will not affect the pursuit of Qin Bing by the immortal disciples around him. Since Qin Bing's appearance, the immortal disciples under the field have been boiling. There are even people who want to take the initiative to climb into the ring, talking about that it is worth beating up by such a beauty.

Although I think those who commit bitches are really ridiculous, Fang Xin can also understand their feelings when he thinks about it. After all, Fang Xin asked himself that if it hadn't been for Liu Lin's existence, he would have acted impulsively. After all, asking himself, Fang Xin now has to admit that he was also in a difficult mood when he saw this woman.

However, from beginning to end, Qin Bing herself was indifferent to everything around her. Except for paying attention to her opponents, she could not see any other look in Qin Bing's eyes.

Alas, although the beauty is beautiful, she is an ice beauty. Looking at the cold and beautiful Qin Bing, Fang Xin sighed again.

May he felt the strange look in Fang Xin's eyes, and Feng Ling also came to Fang Xin at this moment and joked, "Well, master, are you moved? Well, I know you are not a good thing. How can you not be moved when you see a beautiful woman?

Listening to Feng Ling's emotion, Fang Xin knocked on Feng Ling's forehead angrily, and then said angrily, "How can I talk to your master? What is not a good thing? Your master and I are just appreciating the beautiful existence."

"Well, it's true. If you want to find a teacher for me, just say it directly." Covering his forehead, Feng Ling said with an aggrieved face.

"Ha ha, you have a master's wife, but it won't be her." Listening to Feng Ling's jokes, Fang Xin suddenly sighed very seriously. Then, looking at Qin Bing on the stage and getting ready to go, Fang Xin immediately gave up thinking about the problem of not being a teacher, but began to observe Qin Bing very seriously. Because after feeling Qin Bing's intention to do something, Fang Xin sensed a very familiar breath from him. Fang Xin also noticed the same breath in Song Ming's body.

This breath is called danger.

However, Fang Xin was absorbed in observing Qin Bing and wanted to see how strong this disciple who was very favored in this new disciple comparison was, but Feng Ling did not have so much mind to think about these things.

The girl who always seemed to be crazy around Fang Xin stared at Fang Xin in a daze. Although Fang Xin's emotion just now passed quickly, the loneliness revealed in it was accurately captured by Feng Ling.

Looking at this man who can keep calm in the face of such an excellent woman as Qin Bing, Feng Ling was relieved, but he couldn't help saying in his heart, "What kind of woman can make you so determined?"