Chapter three hundred and four, overreach

Qin Long and small tree people standing in the center of the martial arts, the original restaurant is only an illusion.

There was a circle of seats around the platform, but there were only ten young men.

This space also has the second floor, and before the restaurant, Qin long just looked up to see the top, there is a prominent round table.

Standing in the center of the platform was a slender young man, dressed in a purple and gold robe, showing the dignity and arrogance of the superior.

The youth is very handsome, looks abundant God such as jade, do not say the woman, the man saw all had to be attracted by its on the imposing manner and the appearance.

The young man was accompanied by two young men of his own age, who looked like underlings, and with the same pride in their faces, looked down at Qin long in the martial arts competition, as if he were watching a rubbish, a useless man.

He, Zhang Xuanqi, and Zhang Tianxing have seven similar.

Just now and the small tree man fight is Zhang Xuanqi made out of fantasy body, want to test the strength of Qin Long, but did not expect to be small tree man first hand will fantasy body to break.

In addition to Zhang Xuanqi on the platform, in front of the platform, which is facing the direction of Qin Long, there are ten young people standing on the spectator stand, three of them are women.

Their age and Zhang Xuanqi similar, ten pairs of eyes full of curiosity and playful meaning, looking up and down Qin long.

The young tree man jumped from the ground onto Qin long's shoulder, holding the purple spirit ball in his left hand. He looked at the people coldly, his teeth grinding creak as if he had a mortal grudge against them.

Qin Long swept a glance at the ten young people, look indifferent, do not care about ten people, then eyes and Zhang Xuanqi that very interested in the eyes of the eye.

If the previous confrontation with Zhang Xuanqi's phantom body, he felt a little relaxed, but now in the face of its essence, he really felt a sense of repression.

The other side, really strong!

"How dare you, you barbarian! You want to rebel when you see Lord Zhang Not Kneel! "

At this time, standing on the left of Zhang Xuanqi, a very proud young man, see the eyes of Qin long has been with Zhang Xuanqi eyes, rage, pointing at Qin long drink.

Qin Long lightly swept an eye to point at his youth, sneer at a way: "You calculate what thing? Your master didn't speak, you this dog leg son Bark what strength? "

"Don't you... don't you dare talk to me like that! "

The young man had obviously never been mocked by the barbarians from the savage land, such as Qin Long. His face was red with anger, and his eyes seemed to explode with anger.

Qinlong snorts to hum a way: "The lackey son that flatters a horse, Lao Tze does not want to be concerned with you. "

"Son of a bitch, I'll teach you a lesson! "

The youth jumped up, body like a Menghu cage, the momentum of the bully, unexpectedly in all directions condensed into a potential, into an orange light to fight against the Qin long of Wutai.

"Out of my league. "

Qin Long nonchalantly a smile, looked at the small tree person on the shoulder to smile a way: "See your appearance to seem to be very angry to them, these small minions hand over to you how. "

Boo-hoo-hoo!

The little tree man nodded his head in excitement. He was disgusted and angry with the people for some reason. As the orange light fell, the little tree man smashed the spirit ball directly into the ground.

Dang!

Ah!

With the sound of gold and iron collision and screams mixed together, orange light exploded, the young man directly from the air fell on the platform, that is, in front of Qin Long.

The chest of the young man was deeply sunken, and his whole face was twisted with pain. Then he vomited blood with a loud voice. His face turned pale and his hands covered his chest. His muscles trembled and he could not speak.

Young eyes are unwilling and angry waiting for Qin Long, especially the small tree man on his shoulder, is this only looks ugly little guy, a ball almost killed him.

When he attacked Qin long in the air, he didn't see when the little tree man on his shoulder struck.

Only to see a lightning-fast purple light hit him, and he was too late to dodge was hit.

Hit by the Purple Spirit Ball, as if by a mountain to hit the same, the youth feel their souls are about to be hit out of the body, the heart at that moment stopped beating.

The young man lay on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth and feeling that his Zang-fu and bones were broken.

He points to Qin long to want to say something, result at the moment a black, faint.

He was knocked out by the pain, and then his life faded away, apparently so badly that he would have died if he had not been treated.

This scene, in addition to Zhang Xuanqi, including the youth beside him, and the ten youth below are faces of horror, changed the view of Qin Long.

The small tree person next to him is obviously also not a soft persimmon, so Qin Long I am certainly very difficult to deal with.

"Zhang Xuanqi, you will only let your men to test my strength, do not intend to hand? " Qin Long looked at Zhang Xuanqi sneer.

Zhang was not surprised when the young man was knocked unconscious by a ball from a young tree man. He did not care whether the man was alive or dead. He smiled faintly and said, "Oh, this is interesting. "

Qin Long hums a way: "I don't want to waste time with you, how do you want to be able to set my person free after all! "

"If you want to let him go, you'll have to do it my way. "

This is his home field, Zhang said proudly.

"If you want me to beat this group of people to the ground, then come on! " Said Qin, glancing at the 10 young people in the audience

"You cocky son of a bitch, let me teach you a lesson! "

Without waiting for Zhang Xuanqi's order, one of the ten strong young men could not bear to see Qin long's arrogant appearance. He was so angry that he leaped from the audience and jumped onto the platform of the tournament.

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!

Small Tree people see after the strong man angry roar, Yi teeth grin to want to hit the ball in the hands of the past, Qin Long said: "Do not need your hand, let me, these people are mine! "

"I'll crush you with one hand! "

The strong man raised his hand in anger, and the powerful spiritual force gathered behind him to form a huge radiant palm, like the mighty Wuzhi Mountain.

"GAUDY MOVES! "

Qin Long shook his head in disappointment.

The Zhuang Han roars, wants to tear the Qin long into two halves, the right hand to the Qin long clap, behind the huge palm like the mountain to rise above the Qin Long, to suppress and down to him.

Qin Long also did not move, even did not pay attention to, the corners of the mouth hook joking Radian, see strong man Qi whole body shiver, this guy incredibly arrogant to such a degree, even his attacks are ignored.

Bang!

On the palm will be suppressed to the top of the head of Qin Long, Qin long left hand two fingers a flick, a golden power like the stars swept away, instant through the hand.

Big Hands did not insist on a few broken, the strong man was eaten back, AH, a scream was flying out of the tournament stage.

"Is this what you call genius in the city of Lyre? "