At the moment when the black mist was shattering, dozens of golden spirit sky-devouring insects hidden in it buzzed out, spreading their sharp teeth, and biting towards the blood bear.

"It's ridiculous. The blood bear is a illusion. Will it be afraid of you, a biting bug?"

Xiong Xuan was extremely arrogant and did not care about this. He punched him out and shook Qin Cheng away again.

The blood bear phantom was indeed as he said. With a few slaps, he knocked all the sky-devouring insects away.

"Xiong Xuan, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

After Qin Cheng stopped his body, he did not retreat again this time, but spoke lightly.

"Haha, this is the third time I have heard you say this. If you have the ability, then come."

Xiong Xuan smiled grimly and rushed out again.

He used the Blood Bear Profound Body, which was already extremely fast, and with the control of the secret space technique, it was even more amazing.

"Thousand-Jin Thunder Prison!"

This time, Qin Cheng did not choose to continue fighting with Xiong Xuan in close combat, but instead thunder and countless blue black thunders blew towards Xiong Xuan.

"Too weak, it's useless."

Xiong Xuan was extremely arrogant and advanced against the thunder.

I used the Blood Bear Xuan Body myself and had tested the strength.

Apart from the fourth-grade immortal art, there is no way to hurt him.

The poisonous fog in Qincheng is useless, the sky-devouring insect is useless, and this thunder is even more useless.

"Slash of the Earth!"

But when Qin Cheng landed on the ground and drew out the bronze sword, the earth collapsed, and countless earth spirits surged, and he slashed out another shocking sword.

"The power of this sword light is pretty good, and it can become powerful as the monk enlightens the truth. Unfortunately, it is still ineffective for me."

Xiong Xuan sneered, and his fists were blown out, shattering the sword light that had broken through the ground.

After shattering two methods, Xiong Xuan was approaching Qincheng.

"Blood Abyss Palm!"

At this time, a violent palm print with spiritual energy suddenly condensed in front of Qin Cheng.

boom!

This time, Xiong Xuan did not break the palm print like a bamboo shoot.

Instead, he was blasting against the Blood Abyss Palm and retreated like Qin Cheng.

"Fourth-grade magic skills, is this your trump card?"

Xiong Xuan stabilized his body and sneered.

"I know that the Taoist sing is not my opponent, so I started to use magic. But I'm afraid you will be desperate. The blood bear mysterious body of our Xiong family is undefeated."

"You can use the fourth-grade immortal arts, but you are just evenly matched by me, but how many fists and feet can I shoot out, and how many opportunities can you have when the palm prints you condensed."

Xiong Xuan laughed and rushed over again.

Qin Cheng also used the Blood Abyss Palm again.

Next, the process seemed to be repeated.

Every time Xiong Xuan rushed up, Qin Cheng would hit the Blood Abyss Palm.

Xiong Xuan seemed to be unable to do anything about this technique, so the situation became stiff.

"This kid looks so stupid."

When Yan Song saw this scene in the Taoist temple, he touched his chin.

Xiong Xuan only relies on the mysterious body to fight, and he used the fourth-grade immortal arts. Although it seemed to be evenly matched, over time, the consumption of this son's spiritual energy must be much greater than Xiong Xuan.

Especially Qin Cheng is still in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm, and at the spiritual level, he is not as good as Xiong Xuan.

Looking at this way, I don’t think that this person can make Xiong Xuan suffer a great disaster of life and death.

But your own hexagram should not make any mistakes.

At least there will be no such big deviation.

Could it be that in this scene, there are details that I have not captured?

Yan Song narrowed his eyes and observed carefully.

The magic of this bronze mirror is that you can not only see what is happening there, but also detect the breath there through secret techniques.

Otherwise, this thing would not be worthy of the identity of the Dragon and Tiger Taoist.

As Yan Song's expression gradually changed as he quietly calculated the change in the atmosphere on the scene.

Something is wrong.

No matter how the two of them take action or what means they use, the total amount of spiritual energy in the battlefield should not change.

This is like a monk absorbing and refining spiritual energy and storing it in himself.

When a monk releases magic or dies, most of the spiritual energy will return to the world.

But under Yan Song's deduction, although Qin Cheng and Xiong Xuan have been releasing their spiritual energy to fight, the amount of spiritual energy that has returned to the world is far from enough.

Where did the spiritual energy consumed by the two of them go?

Xiong Xuan’s bloody bear mysterious body has seen himself, and he has no ability to absorb spiritual energy.

Moreover, Xiong Xuan now has absolute advantage, and with his rudeness and brainlessness, he will not think about more things.

That's that boy, but what did he do after absorbing so much spiritual energy?

"If this child has the means to suddenly burst out the breath he absorbed during this period, then the result..."

Yan Song stared straight, felt a little horrified, and suddenly thought of a terrible possibility, and stood up suddenly.

On the battlefield, Xiong Xuan felt the decline in the power of Qincheng's palm seal.

A punch broke the Blood Abyss Palm Seal, Xiong Xuan gasped slightly, but a smile on his face

He looked at Qin Cheng, who was falling on the top of a mountain and had a pale face, with a look of disdain.

"Why, there is no spiritual energy available now? Silly boy, weren't you very arrogant before?"

The battle between the two was a complete and arduous battle.

Xiong Xuan was worried about the poisonous fog and terrible poisonous insects in Qincheng, so he kept circulating the blood bear mysterious body, which was naturally quite expensive.

But just as Yan Song guessed, he believed that Qin Cheng would consume more than himself when he kept using the Blood Abyss Palm.

How can I compete with the power of the Taoist body for loss?

To activate immortal arts, it will obviously be more laborious to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

So Xiong Xuan was not surprised at all when he saw Qin Cheng's Blood Abyss Palm getting weaker and weaker.

"Even if there is no spiritual energy available, it is very easy to destroy you."

Qin Cheng swallowed a fairy pill and his expression was still calm.

"Zhang Kuang, do you think I will give you a chance to swallow the elixir and recover? Go and die."

Seeing this, Xiong Xuan couldn't help but sneer.

Seeing that Qin Cheng's aura had become weak, Xiong Xuan shouted softly and instead burst out the strongest attack.

Just this moment, the outcome of this battle will be decided.

boom!

Xiong Xuan suddenly fell in the void, rushing towards Qincheng like a meteorite.

The spiritual energy roared beside him, carrying a mighty like a storm.

Xiong Xuan's body was full of spiritual energy, and he poured all his strength into a punch and swung it out with a bang.

This time, as Xiong Xuan expected, Qin Cheng did not use the Blood Abyss Palm.

But like before, Qin Cheng punched out.

"With the little spiritual energy you have left now, you dare to fight against me, die!" Xiong Xuan mocked.

The two fists collided again, just like during the first battle.

The void burst, and a ripple of spiritual energy swept around.

With a roar, the mountain peak at Qincheng's feet exploded instantly, raising shocking smoke and dust.

But at this moment, the solemnity on Qin Cheng's face dissipated, but he showed a smile.

Just when Xiong Xuan's attack was transmitted to him, in the sea of ​​consciousness, the white light emitted, constantly like a sponge, constantly absorbing spiritual energy, lit up a red light.
Chapter completed!