Chapter 833 (1/2)

”Grass!!!” At the next moment, Jun shouteng's eyes stared, and a stick appeared in his hand. It was a metal stick, thick and gray gold. It was the top Taoist instrument. Jun shouteng raised his head sharply, his face was red, his breath was roaring wildly, like a dragon's rage. The whole hall was like being held by a heaven's hand, and the air was cracking like a hissing sound.

No hesitation.

Jun shouteng steps out.

”Die for me.” Jun shouteng doesn't have any left hands. He holds a stick in one hand and smashes it with one stick. He directly locks Zhan Qing. The Xuanqi is refined. The breath is like the sky. When one stick comes out, the whole world seems to be broken into nothingness. It's like an endless chaos. Suddenly, a stick appears. It's indescribably strong and big. In terms of spreading the sky, the grey gold flows and tilts. The whole hall seems to be filled with the power of the stick.

At that moment, it's amazing that Zhan Luo didn't move. He still smiled and watched his grandson Zhan Qing hit by that horrible metal stick.

He didn't worry about Zhan Qing's comfort at all.

After a breath.

Seeing that the gray gold metal stick is just above the head, suddenly, Zhan Qing's mouth corners pulled a sharp smile, his temperament suddenly changed from the previous cold and arrogant to a kind of sharp, a kind of sharp sword, a kind of sharp spirit.

Zhan Qing's right hand is too fast, and there is no time interval or space fluctuation at all, so he lifts it up. At the moment of lifting, Zhan Qing's right hand is clearly covered with pure black Xuanqi. Those pure black Xuanqi are layered and sticky. Those pure black Xuanqi completely wrap Zhan Qing's right hand, just like a black fist set.

Then.

Under the shocked gaze of others!

Pa

A sting.

With the sound of stabbing, it can be seen to the naked eye that Zhan Qing's right hand actually directly grasped Jun shouteng's golden gray metal stick.

Zhan Qing's foot is on the ground, which is dusty, cracked and torn. However, Zhan Qing is not hurt, but his face is slightly pale.

Jun shouteng is also slightly pale.

Balance of power.

Even if, to be exact, Zhan Qing is the defensive side, and Jun shouteng is the attacking side. If the two seem to be equally matched, it is Zhan Qing who is a little better.

Zhan Qing, a martial arts cultivator on the first floor of zuwangjing, is a little better than the old strong one on the second floor of zuwangjing.

In the hall, the silence.

Jun shouteng is shocked.

You are stunned.

Junzhi and junpang, also have twinkling eyes, extreme solemnity!!!

Junluo shadow is to bite their lips, eyebrows more tightly wrinkled.