Chapter Three hundred and eleven, impudence!

After the death of Zhang Xuanqi, the starry sky in all directions is disintegrated and restored in the scene of martial arts.

In the eyes of eight young people, just now Zhang Xuanqi and Qin long suddenly disappeared on the platform of the tournament, as if they had vanished into thin air.

Eight people also have some knowledge of the Zhangs, they know Zhangxuanqi practice a star secret, is the ground-level Kung Fu.

This technique is extremely difficult to practice, first of all the power of the spirit is strong enough, and then communicate with the stars in the universe and then combine to create a can let the opponent into a fantasy.

In this fantasy, it is its own domain,

in your own field, you're invincible.

There are many rumors that Zhang Xuanqi used this star method to defeat many monks even more powerful than him.

In addition to Zhang Xuanqi's high talent, the status and ranking in the Zhang family is also in the top three, than his two older brothers are more than.

So see two people disappear, eight people all lightly sigh tone, because they have guessed the end, Zhang Xuanqi has won, Qin long do not know how ugly will lose.

Tianqin city, there is a very old and very status of a strong person said, Zhang Xuanqi if the practice of this secret law to the extreme, the world rarely his opponent.

Even now, Zhang Xuanqi has only begun to practice the star method, and it's hard to find a rival in his generation.

But at this moment, two people suddenly appear on the stage, this lets eight people in the heart a jump, hurriedly see is who loses who wins.

But two people appear in a different way, Qin long is from the realm of nothingness down, but Zhang Xuanqi is lying prone to the ground, Bang hit the platform in the tournament.

Eight eyes suddenly stare big, heart beat in this moment is stopped for a second, mind a blank.

"What? "

Including standing at the top of the results of the Zhang Youth, to see the situation on the stage was also shocked, his face a cold.

In their imagination, standing should be Zhang Xuanqi, lying on the ground half-dead is Qin Long, why the role of the exchange?

Are they mistaken?

"Jang hyun-ki, lost? "

Qipao girl first reaction, after all, her heart very hate Zhang Xuanqi, is he or a sister.

So when she saw him lying motionless on the platform of the tournament, a surge of excitement and Funny Games quickly brought her back to her senses.

"Did Zhang Xuanqi lose? "

The other seven young men blinked hard to avoid being blinded.

In the end, that's the way it is. Zhang Xuanqi lay flat on the platform of the tournament, motionless in front of Qin Long, as if he were dead.

Qin Long with a fine like good-end stand on the stage, no injuries, eight young people were scared Pale face, expression of fear incomparable.

They did not know what had happened, how Zhang Xuanqi had lost, but the hard facts were right in front of them.

Win Or lose, it's a straight line. Winners stand, losers lie.

The air of the arena fell into the stillness of death, and everyone could hear his own rapid breathing and the thundering of his heart.

Qin Long stood on the platform did not speak, as his cold eyes swept over the eight young people, the latter's mind suddenly sounded like a thunderous sound, even the heart of a surge of blood, almost vomit blood.

"YOUNG LORD! "

The first one to come to his senses was the young man of the Zhang family. He cried out in horror and immediately jumped down from above and stepped onto the platform to reach the side of Zhang Xuanqi.

Zhang Youth Dare not to touch the body of Zhang Xuanqi, because he is also suffused with a layer of blue light, I do not know what the strength, to the youth of the Vanishing Point a touch will be dangerous.

But he sensed that Zhang Xuanqi's breath was as weak as a grass that had been trampled flat, and that a gust of wind could kill him in an instant.

"What have you done to the young Lord? "

The young man realized the situation was out of control and asked Qin long with a look of horror and anger.

Qin Long said dryly: "I did what he would have done to me. "

"The spirit of the young master is almost destroyed, " he said with a cold look in his eyes. "If you do this, you will be destroyed. "

"Ha ha ha! "

Qin Long suddenly laughed, the face is full of sardonic color, Zhang youth frown tightly together, expressionless asked: "What are you laughing at? You do not realize the seriousness of the matter? "

Qin Long's smile suddenly stiffens, becomes extremely cold, causes the entire tournament field the temperature to drop suddenly, like falls into the ice and snow.

Zhang Youth and eight young people all over a shiver, pupil contraction, the face of fear emerged.

Qin Long sniffs: "In your eyes, we come from the savage land of people are not people, but garbage, animals, for you are dispensable, trample on. "

"You said that if I beat Zhang Xuanqi, it would bring disaster for me. Does that mean I have to stand up and beat Zhang Xuanqi instead of fighting back? Do I deserve to be beaten? "

Unexpectedly the young man of Zhang Jia extremely shameless sneer back way: "Of course. ". The young master is a figure you can never touch, your birth and the young master is a day one earth. When you meet the young Lord, the Son of Heaven, you are supposed to bow down to him

"whether it's his strength or his backstage, an idea can destroy everything about you. "

"In the beginning, the young master had the intention of trying to win you over, but you didn't know what was good for you. Then the young master will destroy you. "

"But you are foolish and foolish. You dare to fight with the young master, so this time, win or lose, you and everything you have will be destroyed. "

"Not to mention the fact that you're playing the young master like this, so you're going to have to accept the inevitable unless you... "

"Get out! "

Qin Long is really can not listen to go on, the heart of the bear anger as if to annihilate heaven and earth, a domineering dragon gas burst out, a tyrannosaurus roar to the youth of Zhang Jia.

Ah!

Zhang youth screams, facial features distortion, eyes and ears directly spurted blood, invisible sound wave to fly him out, hard into the wall a foot deep, big word-shaped, has no human appearance.

"What the Hell? Are you really gods? "

Qin Long has never seen such a brazen-faced person, although the origin of people have high and low points, but the personality should not be high and low.

Only in this world of the law of the jungle, you have no strength, no matter your birth height, will always be strong people down, insult, no personality and dignity to speak of.

These things, you need to rely on their own strength to earn.

Just as Qin long was born in a wild land and defeated the so-called proud son of heaven, but in the minds of those people, he came from a wild land people, is garbage, should be subject to them these proud sons of heaven, as if that's the way it's supposed to be.

So the anger of Qin long directly to the youth of the Zhang family from the heart, this dragon roar, the other side of the Zang-fu broken, not to live.

"Oh, what an ignorant young man. "