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- The third uncle stared closely at Chen Qing's back, like a poisonous snake that has spotted its prey, with sinister eyes and quick and accurate strikes.
Chen Qing felt the violent energy and wind behind him suddenly increase, and his fists clenched instantly.
Just when the third uncle almost had a smile on his face, cheering for his upcoming victory, Chen Qing suddenly turned around like a ghost, his steps wandered to the left, quickly withdrew his legs, turned sideways, and let go easily The road was opened.
The third uncle's impact was not over yet, and his body rushed forward with the inertia. He never expected that Chen Qing could avoid it, nor did he leave any room for his attack.
Chen Qing suddenly dodged, and the third uncle was unable to recover in time, and his body fell straight forward.
He was shocked, his arm suddenly moved horizontally, and he slapped the chest of Chen Qing who was standing beside him.
However, Chen Qing had already seen clearly the third uncle and the talisman in his hand. The moment he clenched his teeth, he suddenly grabbed the third uncle's arm with his right hand.
Third uncle stared at Chen Qing as he took out the palm, and his heart sank. He knew that Chen Qing had not escaped by chance, but had already discovered that he was behind him - he had greatly underestimated Chen Qing!
Thinking of this, the third uncle immediately gave up trying to use the immobilization talisman to immobilize Chen Qing. He suddenly retracted his hand and avoided Chen Qing's grasp. He slapped a giant tree beside him with his left palm, leaned back with the help of Chen Qing's hand, and met Chen Qing. Qing pulled away some distance.
Chen Qing looked at the third uncle coldly. He had known that once he showed his talents for the first time, he would definitely attract the murder of the third uncle.
The reason why I had been doing nothing earlier was because I was worried that if I took action, I might not live long. At that time, he did not have the confidence to save his life, so he naturally did not dare to act rashly.
Unexpectedly, now that I have just started to embark on the path of cultivating immortals, and something has changed, my third uncle can't bear his temper and quickly looks for opportunities to take action.
Maybe, today is the chance to avenge the real ¡®Chen Qing¡¯!
Thinking of this, Chen Qing gritted his teeth, stared at his third uncle, and clenched his fist with his right hand at his side. Every time he clenched a fist, his joints made a popping sound, forming a kind of sound in the silent forest. The terrible pressure spread.
"I didn't expect you, a scumbag, to be able to dodge my sneak attack." The third uncle now saw that his traces were exposed, and there was no point in pretending anymore, so he pulled off his hypocritical face and uttered vicious words.
Chen Qing looked at his third uncle coldly, "I've been pretending for so many years, I've really embarrassed you."
"Today is your day of death. If you want to say anything, just say it." The third uncle snorted coldly, then put the talisman away, twitched his right hand on his waist, and pulled out a long sword with a cold blade. There was a cold glow.
Even if he doesn¡¯t use magic talismans and just relies on his skills, can he, a half-immortal who has been practicing for so many years, not be as good as Chen Qing, a child who has just started practicing?
Even if you can¡¯t continue to practice immortality, all these years of practice are definitely not in vain.
Thinking of this, the coldness on the third uncle's face became even stronger. The jealousy and anger that had been suppressed in his heart for so many years finally had a chance to show up. There was no need to pretend to be hypocritical and treat Chen Qing with a kind smile.
He raised the tip of his sword, and without waiting for Chen Qing to prepare, he stabbed Chen Qing's left chest with the sword.
The blade of the sword is cold, the cold light flashes, and the sound of the sword cutting through the air echoes around.
Chen Qing, however, refused to dodge, "Ah!" he shouted, and suddenly swung out his right fist, shouting loudly, and punching like a wind-breaking force.
The third uncle was startled by Chen Qing's aura. The sword in his hand shook, but he then sneered. Has this kid become stupid over the years? !
??Using a physical fist against a sword edge, isn't that stupid? !
The proud expression on the third uncle's face became even more intense. With luck at the tip of the sword, he thrust harder, thinking that the sword would pierce Chen Qing's palm, pierce Chen Qing's chest, and skewer him into a skewer!
And just when the third uncle's long sword collided with Chen Qing's fist, the third uncle thought it would splatter blood and penetrate deeply. However, when the sword stabbed Chen Qing's fist, it suddenly let out a sound. A string of crackling sounds.
Then, the third uncle saw the most astonishing scene he had ever seen in his life¡ª¡ª
The extremely hard long sword bought with a lot of money was broken piece by piece when Chen Qing's fist collided - Chen Qing used his flesh and blood to meet the sword's edge without breaking it!
Third uncle even felt the force of the giant fist coming, like breaking a bamboo, it was unstoppable!
The third uncle was dumbfounded in horror. When the giant fist was about to hit his face, he suddenly realized that he was a half-immortal after all. He quickly took a step back, pulled out a magic talisman, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of old blood on it. On the talisman paper, he immediately put it on the broken sword he was holding.
At this moment, Chen Qing¡¯s fists were already chasing him, and when he reached the third uncleTwo punches in front of your nose.
Chen Qing's eyes were red, and the force of his punches did not decrease at all. He kept a close eye on the third uncle's right hand and face. Although he didn't know what spell the third uncle used, he still gritted his teeth and punched hard.
The third uncle looked at the knuckles on Chen Qing's fists that were turning white from the exertion. He even felt the cold wind blowing on his face when Chen Qing punched.
Just when the giant fist almost smashed the broken sword into pieces, just a punch away from the tip of the third uncle's nose, the blood completely penetrated the talisman paper. The talisman paintings on the talisman finally lit up completely. Suddenly, a wave of light suddenly exploded, Between Qing and his third uncle.
Chen Qing's fist struck forward, but before the punch was fully exerted, when it hit the light wave, it felt as if it was hit on a steel plate. His knuckles hurt slightly, but he finally failed to penetrate.
The third uncle was so frightened that his legs were weak at this moment. Seeing that the spell had taken effect, he breathed a sigh of relief. His wide eyes expanded nervously. He didn't even dare to blink. He stared at Chen Qing, as if he was nervous about Chen Qing. Qing punched again.
Chen Qing retracted his fist and looked at the third uncle hiding behind the light wave. His face turned green like a man who suddenly found out that his wife had cheated on him and that his son was Wang Laosan next door.
Chen Qing stood in front of the light wave, glaring at the third uncle fiercely, with his fists raised by his ears, like a tiger ready to attack, not letting up.
The third uncle's breathing became more and more rapid, and the even breathing that a half-immortal should always remember was completely disrupted. He held up the broken sword and protected himself with the spiritual energy light waves emitted by the talisman on the broken sword, but there was something in his head. Trembling - How did Chen Qing's fist become so powerful? Not to mention being able to withstand the sword's edge, he put in a lot of effort to draw the sword, but was completely counterattacked. But Chen Qing was not injured at all.
"Youyou are already a Qi practitioner?" Looking at the rich aura exuding from Chen Qing's body, the third uncle suddenly had an epiphany - isn't Chen Qing just trying, or is he just starting out?
¡°Could it be that for so many years, like Chen Qing and me, I have been working hard to cultivate in silence?
Thinking of this, the third uncle was horrified. He still saw the child in front of him too clearly. He should have taken action again after failing to kill Chen Qing the first time. But because Chen Qing showed no strange changes, he relaxed and relaxed - it shouldn't be!
Third Uncle regretted that his intestines were turning green, but he could only grit his teeth and keep his mind straight: What should I do? Now how to do?
He originally had four talismans, a light shield talisman that had been used, a holding talisman that could not be used, and a soul-dispersing talisman, which must be used after the enemy has no ability to resist, and the remaining one is a power-removing talisman. It also needs to be hit on the enemy
The third uncle was nervously looking for a solution.
But Chen Qing couldn't wait patiently for the power of the talisman to subside. He suddenly raised his fist high, and then slammed it down hard, hitting the talisman light wave shield so hard that the third uncle's wrist trembled slightly.
The power of the giant hammer is infused with spiritual energy, and its power has exceeded the power of the hammer itself. But now Chen Qing was furious, his mind was filled with rage about his third uncle's viciousness and his drive to kill him, and his power was even more explosive.
Chen Qing¡¯s punches are powerful and agile, and he can promote the circulation of Qi and restore lost physical strength as quickly as possible.
"But the third uncle is stagnant at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage. He has not yet realized the dynamics and repairing power of spiritual energy. At this moment, his aura is completely chaotic, which is even worse.
The upper joints of Chen Qing's fist turned white. Every time he swung it down, it drove the air into the wind. When it hit the light wave, it made a huge banging sound. Every time the light wave trembled, it seemed that it would suddenly be vulnerable to defeat at any time.
The third uncle's breathing became more and more rapid. As Chen Qing's fist struck down one by one, and the strength increased, the hand of the giant sword became weaker and weaker. He felt miserable, but he could only watch Chen Qing smash his own fist. The last line of defense, nervously fearing the moment of death when the light waves break and dissipate, enduring the torment of fear and nervousness.
Chen Qing mobilized all the spiritual energy in his fists. The physical fists grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. He hit the talisman in front of him with each punch. His expression became more and more furious and the strength of his fists increased.
The third uncle could clearly feel Chen Qing¡¯s increasingly dense aura and strong strength. How high is this kid at the level of a Qi Refiner?
This feeling was something he had never felt before!
When the third uncle thought of this, his despair became even more serious. He gritted his teeth and finally pulled out another magic talisman from his arms. He then raised the broken sword and supported the light wave shield with his right hand, and swung his left hand out, hitting Chen Qing hard on the shoulder - - He was fighting for his life, and he mobilized all the energy in his body and used his greatest strength.
But Chen Qing suddenly withdrew his giant fist, opened his eyes wide, and clenched his fists tightly, using the pressure of the spiritual energy in his body to oppress the third uncle.When Chen Qing was practicing, Chen Qing was a self-taught master. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy surged in his body, and the spiritual energy in his Dantian world boiled out.
He roared loudly at his third uncle: "Die¡ª¡ª" At the same time as the roar, the spiritual energy in his body instantly turned into coercive pressure, suddenly bursting out and gushing towards his third uncle!
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± Third uncle screamed, and the magic talisman in his hand finally failed to hit Chen Qing. He felt great pain in his internal organs and felt dizzy in his head.
Chen Qing watched his third uncle's movements stagnant, his eyes showing confusion for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, blood flowed out of his seven orifices
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