Bah, Jin Weiyang took a deep breath and spat out bloody spit. The armor on his body was in pieces and in tatters. Under the sword marks, there was still blood flowing out. He looked miserable, but Jin Weiyang was. Holding the hilt of the sword, he stood up and looked at Qin Yu, who was unharmed not far away. "I'll give you two choices. First, hand over your token. Second, I'll beat you until you hand over your token. Choose one!" Jin Weiyang was a little angry at the moment. He was at the outer gate of the Sword Sect. But the elites, oh elites, didn't expect to be so unlucky that they met Yingluo, known as the Dark Eye of the Shu Sect, which was a bad start. But since his strength is not as good as others, he can only accept it, but fortunately, there is no chance. With his strength, it is easy to grab a few tokens, and there is such a one in front of him. Qin Yu's pride was hurt. The woman from the Shu Sect just now didn't look at her seriously. She ignored her nakedly. The defeated general in front of him dared to talk to him so arrogantly. He was really serious. I am a sick cat! "Senior brother, look, you don't have any tokens on you. There's no benefit in fighting me. Besides, you're so seriously injured, you're no match for me. Otherwise, let's discuss it and I'll leave. My single-plank bridge, how about you cross your Yangguan Road!" Qin Yu cursed in his heart, but said in a weak tone. Jin Weiyang snorted. The Puppet Sect may have been a formidable enemy hundreds of years ago, but now, not to mention being overshadowed and replaced by the Fu Sect, the Puppet Sect is also gradually weakening in the next five sects. In the Maoshan Martial Arts Tournament, few made it to the final stage. They couldn't even defeat the outside, and their strength was not even as good as the Taoist temple below. "Hmph, stop talking nonsense, hand over the token, and I will give you a chance to continue. Otherwise, I will beat you out directly, and you will still get the token then!" "No matter how you look at it, senior brother, you are bluffing, I'm afraid. At this moment, you can't even pick up the sword, look at how heavy your sword is!" Qin Yu looked at the Jinque sword stuck on the ground, and while talking, he moved towards Jin Weiyang: "Yes. No, I won't take advantage of others. As long as you can take three punches from me, senior brother, I will give you the token. How about it! " "You are so nagging, do you think you can paralyze me like this? Even though your puppets are full of trash, but I haven't been fooled by you yet, huh, maybe you're still lucky, but against you, even if I get hurt, it won't be a problem!" Jin Weiyang is obviously not the kind of guy who is inexperienced and can be easily deceived. Holding the hilt of the Jinque sword with both hands, he slowly pulled the sword out of the ground: "Humph, since you don't cherish the opportunity, then don't blame me, I will kill you with one move!" "Really?" Qin Yu asked in return, His feet were exerting fierce force, and his whole body was like a leopard chasing its prey. The first form of the Tiger Roar Fist - Tiger Thrust! Qin Yu has been practicing this powerful boxing technique for less than a month, and he can only be said to be very skilled at it. Although the sound of a tiger's roar comes out when he punches out, the force of the fist is also very overbearing, but it does not look like a tiger's head. . "Hmph, you are not overestimating your own capabilities!" Jin Weiyang raised the Golden Que sword, shining with three feet of golden sword energy: "End it!" With a gesture, the Golden Que sword was about to chop down, the sword light tore the air, like a mountain of pressure Down. But at this critical moment, Qin Yu's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. In his left hand, a white light flew out like an arrow of light, hitting the Jinque sword that was very close at hand. A dazzling white light suddenly appeared. Covering the golden sword energy, the next second, the golden sword disappeared from Qin Yu's head, landed more than ten meters away, and plunged into the ground again. Jin Weiyang didn't understand what happened at all, and the Golden Que sword disappeared from his hand. However, before he could recover, Qin Yuyi rushed forward with a sudden attack. Peng and Jin Weiyang were completely on guard, and were directly hit in the chest by Qin Yu's punch. Although Qin Yu's body hegemony and Tiger Roar Fist were only entry-level, under the acceleration of the charge, this punch was also extremely powerful. , it¡¯s hard to say that it can break mountains and rocks, but it can definitely break a wooden stake as thick as an arm. Jin Weiyang was completely caught off guard. He didn't even take precautions and flew out like a kite. But Qin Yu had no mercy at all. He took advantage of your illness to kill you, and he was even more angry. Yes, dare to ignore me, let you ignore me! Thunderbolts, thunder and fire bombs, and spells suddenly fell like raindrops. Puff, puff, accompanied by a series of explosions of thunderbolts and thunders, the smoke has not dissipated. Qin Yu has descended from the mountain like a tiger and pounced on him again. His fists are like the roaring king of the forest. His momentum is getting stronger and stronger. Fierce punches must be done in one go, and anger is a good catalyst. Qin Yu rode on Jin Weiyang's body and vented his punches, hitting Jin Weiyang immediately and making him unable to breathe. Jin Weiyang was injured originally, and then he was hit by Qin Yu with such random punches. This tigerThe punches were extremely fierce. Jin Weiyang only received seven or eight punches. Finally, he couldn't bear it any more. The protective talisman on his body was activated, and he was immediately teleported out. "Holy shit! It hurts!" Qin Yu didn't expect Jin Weiyang to be so unwilling to resist the blow, so he retreated. He wanted to breathe more, but he didn't want to give him the last punch to look like a tiger. , there was no target, and it hit the ground directly. With a bang, a punch hole was made on the ground, and Qin Yu also covered his fist and rolled all over the ground. " After a long while, Qin Yu sat up, and that little girl, wait for me to find you, or else I'll beat you, how can I hang around in Maoshan in the future? Qin Yu thought, but his eyes fell on the Golden Que sword not far away. This sword was made of fine gold. Although fine gold is only a seventh-grade material, it is not rare, but it is not cheap, at least. For a poor man like Qin Yu, the temptation was not small. Holding the hilt of the sword, Qin Yu exhausted all his strength and finally pulled out the Golden Que Sword and took it into his hands. If he hadn't used the trick bag just now, if he had been struck by this big sword, he would have been out of the game in an instant. But fortunately, he had already calculated it. The summoned spiritual card was his trump card. How could Qin Yu not be careful? According to research, the purpose of this trick is to steal something from the opponent within a certain range. After Qin Yu's divergent thinking, Qin Yu thought of a wonderful use of this trick, which is to disarm. In the game Qin Yu plays, there is the skill of disarming. During an attack, he suddenly seizes the opponent's weapon and catches the opponent off guard. Qin Yu tried it several times and felt that it should work, but this was the first time in actual combat. The effect was real. Jin Weiyang's sword was snatched away in one fell swoop. Without the sword, the attack would naturally fail, and he would definitely not be able to recover in an instant. So Jin Weiyang was knocked to the ground, unable to do anything at all. Opportunity to practice his exquisite sword skills! Looking at the golden sword, Qin Yu frowned. He didn't have the physique of the otaku before time travel. His current body is not much worse than the weightlifting strongmen on the earth, but he can barely do it. Lifting the sword up, it was difficult to move, let alone swing it. Fortunately, fortunately, it was the opponent's head that he hit first. Otherwise, he might have been knocked down by the opponent if he had come to his senses. Qin Yu wiped cold sweat, looked at the sword made of fine gold, and wanted to be greedy. Qin Yu was a little helpless! Originally, the Qiankun bag was a good solution, but Qin Yu's Qiankun bag was only a six-point Qiankun bag, and the Golden Que sword was six or seven feet long including the length of the hilt. How could it be stuffed in? Qin Yu couldn't even jump up if he put it into the Qiankun Bag and carried it. Damn it, damn it, damn it, Qin Yu cursed three times in a row, he didn¡¯t have any tokens, he couldn¡¯t even take away the trophies, all his work was in vain, he even lost so many charms, thunderbolts and fire bombs, the compensation was huge! Qin Yu cursed, but did not dare to delay too much. In fact, he did not consume anything in this battle. He directly replenished his bag, arranged his Taoist robe, and chased in the direction of the female magician.