Chapter 221 The first confrontation
Liu Qingyang's brow was gently raised, and the appearance of the Nineteen Pots was enough to make Liu Qingyang pay great attention to it.
I have heard of the famous name of the 19th pot for a long time. In recent years, in the sea, besides my junior sister, the most famous one should be you. I don’t know whether Liu Qingyang’s words were sarcastic or sincere praise. His face looked like he was smiling but not smiling.
Shijiuhu snorted: This time I am here to find trouble for Tuoba Tianxi, idle people waiting. If you don’t want to die, go to the side as soon as possible.
Liu Qingyang smiled and said: You and my junior sister, I have been in the sea for so long. After all, I have not even had a formal fight with you. I feel a pity.
Shijiu said coldly: What you mean is to insist on fighting!
I want to talk with you Liu Qingyang's mouth gently raised, which is a very provocative meaning.
What to compete for? Win or lose is life and death! The nineteenth pot’s palms stretched out and raised them gently.
He raised his foot and stomped hard on the ground!
There was a bang and the ground began to vibrate slightly.
Zhang Lang and others could feel a clear tremor when they stood dozens of meters away, and at the same time, the dust on the ground began to fly with the gesture of the nineteen pots!
For a moment, the yellow sand filled the sky, and the few black shadows in front of Liu Qingyang, namely Tuoba Ling's entourage, slowly disappeared from the shock of the nineteen pots, leaving only Liu Qingyang alone.
Everyone exclaimed, and many people from the killer group had long heard of the reputation of the 19th pot, but no one had ever seen the real attack of the 19th pot.
It can be said that no matter who takes action by these three people, they will make these people feel extremely curious and interested.
They all want to see what kind of terrifying strength the people at the top of this sea area are!
Stop talking nonsense, do it quickly!
The nineteenth pot roared violently, and then his hands swung out towards Liu Qingyang in the air!
boom!
In an instant, the yellow sand in the sky seemed to be integrated with the powerful internal strength of the nineteen pots. The yellow sand turned into a pair of huge palms and bombarded Liu Qingyang hard!
On the famous 19-pot boat, there is no such trick? I look down on my wind chime too much!
Although the huge yellow sand palm is majestic, it is not as difficult to capture with the naked eye.
When the huge palm slowly came towards Liu Qingyang, the flute in Liu Qingyang also gently rotated, and his figure jumped backwards with a very casual look.
With a whoosh
Liu Qingyang's figure had retreated for more than 20 meters, and at the same time, the sound of the ground being stuck began to sound!
A boom
The loud sound was almost like an attempt to penetrate the entire wasteland. A long mark like a black whip suddenly appeared on the ground. In a blink of an eye, the mark began to grow bigger and bigger.
Suddenly, the ground seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible huge palms, and a huge crack suddenly appeared!
Buzz
That is, when the ground just cracked, there were bursts of biting sounds like mosquitoes coming from it.
What sound?
this
Everyone was confused.
Zhang Lang's brows were even more solemn. He vaguely felt that there must be some strange creature on the ground that was about to appear!
Zhang Xiaolang had the same idea in his heart, because when he went to pick up the sunset flower, Zhang Xiaolang witnessed the wind chime control those strange-looking creatures.
Feng Linger has absolutely more than one ability. It is completely different to deal with the Black Flag and the Nineteenth Hole!
So Zhang Xiaolang guessed in his heart that some strange creatures summoned by Feng Linger this time must be even more terrifying than the last time!
Sure enough!
Just when Zhang Xiaolang thought so just now.
Brush it!
The overwhelming black clouds began to surge out from the cracks underground!
No
That was not a black cloud. Zhang Xiaolang saw clearly that the black mass, accompanied by a buzzing sound, were thousands of small insects that could not be counted!
The pupils of the nineteenth pot also instantly expanded. The huge palms formed by the yellow sand in the sky condensed with internal strength actually turned into a pile of loose sand again after the black bugs flew past, slowly flying down from the air.
Liu Qingyang slowly put the flute to his mouth
Woo-Lulu
The sound of the flute rang again.
This time, it is obviously not as beautiful as when we first met. Instead, it makes people feel very desperate after hearing it!
The sound of the flute seemed to carry an invisible magic power, clenching everyone's heart with force!
ah
Many of the people in the killer group couldn't stand this sound. They felt uncomfortable, but they didn't know where this difficulty lies!
Zhang Lang also frowned tightly, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body, but he didn't know which part of the person he was feeling uncomfortable or had pain in what he said!
Captain Nineteen Pots, show some real skills!
Zhang Xiaolang was even more surprised when he heard this sound. Isn’t Fenglinger still playing the flute? Why did he make a sound again?
Not only Zhang Xiaolang, but everyone around him noticed this detail!
They all felt that Feng Linger's method was beyond their imagination!
Seeing those little black bugs sweeping towards everyone, everyone became nervous.
The 19th Hole was still very calm. After seeing Feng Linger show such powerful means, he said a little disdain: Could it be that the wind Linger in Hurricane Ridge that was rumored to be like this useless ghost-handker?
Put one hand on the neckline and pull it hard!
Whoosh!
A sound of wind sounded, and the cloak of the nineteen pots pulled down.
He put one hand behind his back, and the other hand began to wave the cloak in his hand with force!
Everyone was a little amazed when they saw this scene. The cloak in the hands of the 19th pot was originally soft, but when the 19th pot waved it so hard, the cloak seemed to turn into a huge long sword!
boom!
The nineteenth pot's hand was raised high and fell down fiercely!
The cloak suddenly became as big as a hood and pressed down hard!
The buzzing sound was originally endless, making people feel irritated, but when the nineteenth pot of cloak hit the ground with force, all the sounds came to an abrupt end!
Even the wind chime stopped playing.
When everyone looked over again, an incredible scene arose. There were no cracks on the ground, and there were no black bugs at all. Everything was gone, and only some sand and dust were still flying gently!
Chapter completed!