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- However, Chen Qing did not feel intimidated by the fact that the enemy suddenly responded wholeheartedly to the fight again. He was completely immersed in the battle and intoxicated with the killing, and he no longer felt the emotion of fear.
At this moment, the word ¡®fear¡¯ does not exist in his dictionary
When the second thief fell, he felt that a powerful gas different from spiritual energy was flowing towards him again between heaven and earth, surging in his meridians, making his body muscles, and even every inch of skin and hair , all felt full of strength and confidence.
It's like, even if he is facing an ancient beast in front of him, he will be full of energy and move forward courageously - this is the emotion and power transformed by righteousness, which can allow a person's potential to be continuously stimulated during the battle. , never be captured by the negative emotion of fear.
In this way, when fighting, he is like a giant beast that does not know life and death, does not understand pain, fights with all his strength, and keeps his spirit and body in the most awake and excellent state, indestructible.
The red-shirted qigong practitioner clearly felt that the Chen Qing standing in front of him at this moment seemed to be no longer the Chen Qing he faced last time. He is stronger, both mentally and physically.
He is also more confident and more imposing.
When fighting Chen Qing, the red-shirted Qi practitioner even felt that he was a newcomer who had just stepped into the path of cultivating immortality, while the black-shirted rookie in front of him was a senior who had experienced many battles.
He didn¡¯t know that Chen Qing had experienced the Battle of Insect Valley, where he was forced into a corner by the endless insect monsters, but he was still strong in battle; he didn¡¯t know the dangers and experiences Chen Qing had experienced - knowing yourself and the enemy. Only then can you fight without danger. They obviously don't understand Chen Qing too well, and they also despise a young man full of secrets too much.
Zhang Zhan wanted to help Chen Qing, but found that the remaining two people completely ignored him. He felt angry, damn, is he so weak?
"You two idiots, didn't you see that there is another enemy? I'm right behind you? How dare you despise me like this?" Zhang Zhan roared.
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The two thieves gathered towards Chen Qing. It was as if Zhang Zhan's furious roar was not heard at all.
¡°Damn, I¡¯m very powerful too,¡± Zhang Zhan roared again.
But to the ears of the two thieves, it was as ridiculous as an ant clamoring at an elephant pitiful
Zhang Zhan was even more angry. His pride made him feel sad and angry. He looked around and saw a rusty iron knife under the broken wooden staff in Chen Qing's yard. He rushed over angrily. He grabbed the metal knife and almost fell over - he was ready to pick up a heavy metal knife, but the moment he lifted it, the knife was like a piece of paper, almost weightless. Due to miscalculation, Zhang Zhan used too much force, causing himself to stumble back two steps.
Zhang Zhan glared at the knife in his hand. He was still wondering whether such a light knife could hurt the enemy, but seeing that the two people over there were approaching Chen Qing, he gave his back to him without worrying about him. He was even more annoyed, okay, let¡¯s give it a try.
So, Zhang Zhan picked up the flimsy rusty iron knife and rushed towards the weaker Qi practitioner boy who had been entangled with him before.
The Qi practitioner could already feel the confused breathing behind him. He knew that Zhang Zhan was approaching him, but he was not afraid at all - that man was so weak that he was not worth mentioning.
Zhang Zhan then thrust the knife straight into the man's back.
The red-shirted qigong practitioner also saw this scene, but didn't care - the red shirts worn by his companions were, after all, spiritual robes issued by the sect and had a certain amount of spiritual defense - ordinary knives and weapons . It is impossible to cut the robe and hurt the body.
Both of them snorted contemptuously and continued to fight Chen Qing wholeheartedly.
But the next moment, something shocking happened - Zhang Zhan's rusty paper knife was like the sharpest sword, piercing the weak Qi practitioner's thieves without any resistance. On the chest, when the man was wholeheartedly preparing to fight against Chen Qing, the young man in charge of the red-shirted Qigong Practitioner, who was forced to retreat with his flying sword, he penetrated the young man's bones with an astonishing sharpness, and pierced straight out. The boy's chest was broken.
Zhang Zhan himself was also shocked. He thought he could only interfere with the young man. After all, the knife in his hand was frighteningly light. But he never expected that this was actually a good knife that could cut through iron as well as clay.
At such a moment, he did not dare to hesitate. He pulled out the knife suddenly, jumped back hard, and dodged away, avoiding the enemy's backhand retaliation.
Chen Qing, who was still relying on air steps to dodge the flying swords of the two of them, looking for a chance to counterattack, suddenly turned around, with a sinister expression on his face, smiling, staring at the red-shirted Qigong practitioner, full of excitement. The face is malicious and cruel.
The red-shirted Qi practitioner felt his heart trembling - Damn, that's bad
"Brother, haha Now, the situation seems to have been reversed," Chen Qing said coldly, staring at the red-shirted Qi practitioner like a cold-blooded predatory beast. At the same time, he also stared at Zhang Zhan out of the corner of his eye, letting Zhang Zhan Zhan also felt a chill in his heart - this young man was so cautious, and he had been helping him, but he never gave up on guarding against himself. Such a person
"You said I have high-end skills, did you spread it?" Chen Qing asked fiercely, staring at the red-shirted qigong practitioner.
The red-shirted qigong practitioner glanced around at his companion who fell on the ground, and then suddenly said angrily: "Either I die here today, or -"
"There is no or there can only be one ending - you die." Before the red-shirted qigong practitioner could finish speaking, Chen Qing suddenly rushed towards him, sometimes charging straight, sometimes rushing from the left, in the direction of the impact of the empty step, The young man couldn't even touch the direction in which Chen Qing was charging.
The young man in red shirt used all his energy to control the flying sword, but his ability was limited, and his familiarity with the flying sword talisman and magic weapon was also very limited. This was just a low-level talisman flying sword, not the natal magic weapon flying sword. What's more, his control over this thing is not enough. The speed of the flying sword is indeed very fast, but at this moment, facing Chen Qing who is at his best and is stepping into the air. But it's too slow.
The flying sword buzzed and rushed left and right, but it was always half a beat slower than Chen Qing. Under Chen Qing's high level of spiritual attention, although the flying sword continued to leave scars on Chen Qing's body, But it couldn't hit Chen Qing's vital point at all.
The red-shirted qigong practitioner was sweating profusely and looked pale. He had to grit his teeth, or even bite the tip of his tongue, to make himself more awake and unafraid to fight against Chen Qing.
he knows. This is the most difficult time for him, he must hold on, if he can't hold on -
"Ah" the red-shirted Qi practitioner suddenly shouted. While he was controlling the flying sword, he suddenly pulled out a magic talisman from his arms and was about to slap it on his hand. His eyes were always staring at Chen Qing's right fist. He had already discovered that Chen Qing did not use the outward release of Qi today. Cheng Jian, this means that he can't release his true energy at any time, maybe not even today.
Thinking of this. The red-shirted qigong practitioner felt more confident. He stared at Chen Qing's fists - this person was only powerful with his fists. There was no need to be afraid of anything else. No matter how fast the opponent was, just dodge. It shouldn't be difficult either.
What's more, the other party's level is not as good as your own, and your body is inferior to yours in all aspects.
The red-shirted qigong practitioner worked hard to build up his confidence and momentum, and then accelerated the flying sword, keeping his feet on his feet and staring at Chen Qing. Still moving quickly.
He felt that Chen Qing was not that scary, as long as he dealt with it wholeheartedly
But just when the red-shirted Qi practitioner focused all his energy on Chen Qing, he forgot that there were others in this yard.
When Zhang Zhan's figure suddenly appeared and rushed towards the red-shirted Qigong practitioner, he instantly felt a palpitation in his heart and was so frightened that his three souls came out of his body - suffered
But Zhang Zhan was still forced back by the flying sword of the red-shirted qigong practitioner and could not get closer.
The red-shirted qigong practitioner was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but in such a distracted moment, Chen Qing was already close to him. He was busy using his flying sword to force Chen Qing's right fist - he only had a right fist and only a right fist
The red-shirted qigong practitioner encouraged himself, but at this moment, Chen Qing's left hand suddenly stretched out.
The red-shirted Qi Practitioner stared in shock. He patted the magic talisman and was suddenly covered with a shield - which was quite protective against ordinary spiritual Qi attacks.
He thought everything was safe, but he didn't expect that Chen Qing raised his left hand. Not only did he not shoot out the air sword, he also pulled out a spiritual talisman.
The red-shirted qi practitioner screamed in surprise. At this moment, he suddenly realized that Chen Qing's left hand could not only use the qi sword, but he also seemed to not only have his right fist¡ª¡ª
The red-shirted qigong practitioner had tried his best. He widened his eyes and wanted to mobilize the flying sword to quickly tattoo. Chen Qing had already put the charm on his neck and jumped up quickly.
The flying sword was still sprinting quickly. After Chen Qing dodged, the momentum did not dissipate, and it actually came towards the red-shirted Qi Practitioner who was no longer able to control the flying sword - the flying sword suddenly passed through the red-shirted Qi Practitioner. The soldier's shoulder blade, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.
Chen Qing took a step back and stood there looking at the red-shirted Qi Practitioner. The red-shirted Qi Practitioner seemed to have suddenly experienced the most terrifying thing in the world. His eyes suddenly widened, filled with extreme fear. He He opened his mouth, but it seemed he couldn't say a word. His whole body was trembling, trembling violently.
A terrible sob came from his throat, as if he had suddenly become a vacuum cleaner instead of a person.
Zhang Zhan stood on the edge and couldn't help but take two steps back - what kind of spell is that?
The red-shirted qigong practitioner wanted to scream and struggle crazily, but he was no longer able to control it. His whole body was shaking, every cell, every inch of skin - even every hair of his head was filled with fear.
That terrifying breathThe atmosphere was even transmitted to Zhang Zhan through the air, making Zhang Zhan feel as if he was in an ice cellar, with his whole body cold and his scalp numb.
He looked at Chen Qing with panic in his eyes.
In the end, what happened to the red-shirted Qigong practitioner?
After a while, the red-shirted qigong practitioner's eyes would lose sight, his skin would smell like death, and his hair would seem to have been deprived of nutrients in an instant and become like withered grass. His whole person would instantly turn into a skin-covered The skeleton immediately fell down.
What is it? To make a living person look like this?
Chen Qing sneered. It seemed that no other souls entered the body of the red-shirted Qi Practitioner at this moment. After the red-shirted Qi Practitioner's soul was extracted, he was completely dead.
"Soul-dispersing Talisman" Chen Qing turned towards the stunned Zhang Zhan and said with a cold tone. If he hadn't been able to take away the third uncle's spiritual talisman back then, that's how he would have died (To be continued).
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