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Chapter 7483

It is obvious that Xiong Qingyu was serious this time.

Qin Cheng suspected that Xiong Qingyu did not intend to use the third chance at all, but instead used Xiong Fu Mokong to decide the outcome.

"So what? You can fight even if you have the ability." Xiong Qingyu sneered.

"You think I'm at a desperate situation. I just don't want you to lose too badly." Qin Cheng snorted.

Of course, I can't let the other party get what I want.

Xiong Qingyu used his essence and blood to activate the secret technique, and Qin Cheng activated the nameless martial arts. The compressed spiritual power burst out instantly in his limbs and bones, and his speed recovered again.

At this time, he was like a barbarian bull, constantly rushing forward.

Xiong Qingyu's expression also changed slightly, but he didn't expect that Qin Cheng really had a trump card.

With the same muffled groan, he used the floating blood again to release more black lines to pull and bind Qin Cheng.

So, Qincheng used more compressed aura.

The current situation of the two is like tug of war.

No one dares to be lazy, the force exerted by each other is getting bigger and bigger.

The two of them looked more and more tired, Xiong Qingyu's face became pale, and the sweat from Qin Cheng's forehead was about to gather into a stream.

The spiritual energy was consumed like money, and the body was trembling.

Qin Cheng didn't want to lose those three drops of ancestral blood, and Xiong Qingyu also wanted to maintain his face.

At this critical moment, no one can give in easily.

Otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Kick!

Xiong Fu's space was shaking, and the entire void became unstable due to the struggle between the two.

This is naturally another blow to Xiong Qingyu.

Because she not only wants to limit Qincheng, but also wants to stabilize the space.

puff!

In the end, Xiong Qingyu, who was holding two sides, couldn't hold on first.

A mouthful of blood was spewed out, and the breath became visible to the naked eye.

Qin Cheng suddenly felt his body relax and his eyes lit up.

"Princess, you lost, I advise you not to hold on, otherwise it will be too much and affect your subsequent journey to Tianlu, which will not be worth the loss."

"I'm losing! You're just holding on! I want to shake my confidence in this little trick, so you're still a little more tender!" Xiong Qingyu cursed angrily.

But before halfway through her words, her delicate body shivered, and the whole space suddenly started to shake like an earthquake.

"You still said you were not going to hold on?" Qin Cheng gritted his teeth and shouted.

Xiong Qingyu, this tough woman, is really too difficult to deal with.

Even if he uses his own Taoist body to cooperate with the nameless martial arts, he is now on his limit.

No matter how much Xiong Qingyu refuses to admit defeat, he can't hold on for too long.

"You admit defeat first, I'll let it go." Xiong Qingyu said.

"Don't think you can't hold on, and you still let me surrender?" Qin Cheng retorted.

"You idiot, if I can't control Xiong Fu Mokong, there will be trouble here when it happens, and you will be done." Xiong Qingyu said gritting his teeth.

"Then you surrender and end this space." Qin Cheng said.

"This princess cannot admit defeat. If you want to admit it, you should speak first."

"Then let's waste!"

Just at the speaking stand, the space trembled more and more violently, and the black air continued to storm, as if it was about to collapse.

"Oh no, this Xiongju space is really going to be messy. Qincheng, you should admit defeat, otherwise I can't control this space."

Xiong Qingyu's expression was a little more panic at this time.

"No way."


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