"Snapped!"

Zhang Yuanqing, who had just jumped out, felt a pain in his back and fell heavily on the rubber floor.

Impossible, he hasn't launched the slash yet, and there is no rule. Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank slightly, ignoring the pain, and quickly rolled to the corner, opening the distance.

Fu Qingyang stepped forward, chased his opponent, and said at the same time:

"The really powerful insight ability can see everything about the enemy. Through the strength of your bones and muscles, I can predict the direction of your dodge in advance. Even if you enter the night tour, I can count on you The trajectory of action within three seconds."

You fucker! Zhang Yuanqing thought unhappily.

Seeing that Fu Qingyang's third sword was coming, Zhang Yuanqing cast star illusion, leaving an illusion in place, and cast Yeyou to hide his figure.

"Crack!"

Fu Qingyang slid sideways, ignoring the illusion, and swept out the wooden stick towards the empty front right.

Zhang Yuanqing fell out of the night tour again, the clothes on his abdomen were torn, and the barbs stabbed his abdominal muscles, creating a ragged wound.

"The eyes of the scouts specialize in breaking illusions." Fu Qingyang said lightly:

"We have Yuanshi Tianzun who is the 'capital of the leader', is this level?"

It has to be said that that stinking facial expression is still very capable of mocking. Zhang Yuanqing raised the mirror and looked at it. The black air between his eyes is still there, and the bad luck has not dissipated.

He had to keep getting beaten.

The onlookers were dumbfounded: "Yuanshi Tianzun is completely powerless to fight back, this, this, is not at the same level at all."

Bailong, Qingteng and others looked at each other in blank dismay, all shocked.

They thought it would be a fight between dragons and tigers, but it turned out that Elder Fu beat Yuanshi Tianzun unilaterally.

The boxing champion with gloomy eyes commented:

"Yuanshi Tianzun's fighting ability has improved very quickly, but after all, he has been a spiritual practitioner for too short a time, and his background is insufficient. It is normal that his skills are not as good as Elder Fu."

Tang Guoqiang, who had dark skin and looked simple and honest, echoed:

"Elder Fu's slash cannot be avoided, no matter how strong Yuanshi Tianzun is, he can only be beaten passively, and he is a night wandering god, not an earth monster, and he is not good at close combat and defense.

"Night travel and illusion are restrained by the scout's insight and mind-eye skills, and Yuanshi Tianzun didn't use Yin corpses and spirit servants, so it's normal to be beaten."

Da Muba didn't want to hear these objective evaluations at all, "After all that, I have nothing to fight back anyway."

The boxing champion and Tang Guoqiang were dumbfounded for a moment, and they didn't bother to beep with the fire master.

But what the big muscle bully said is not unreasonable. When the video is posted on the forum, most of the colleagues in various branches will not analyze it rationally. They will only see Fu Qingyang beating Yuanshi Tianzun at the same level.

Zhang Yuanqing walked slowly around Fu Qingyang while holding a thorny wooden stick, thoughts spinning rapidly in his mind.

As long as there are rules, there must be loopholes, this is a law.

No matter whether it is a skill close to the Tao or a rule-like prop, it cannot escape this law.

What's the loophole in Fu Qingyang's slash?

Zhang Yuanqing actively used his brain, and soon, the burning pain in his chest, back and lower abdomen reminded him. JrNovels.com