The beggar stared at Qin Jie not far away, took a deep breath, his naked feet were deeply trapped in the snow. He stretched out his one hand and said, "Please!"

Before he finished speaking, a ferocious look appeared on his face, as if he had just fought against Lan Rou. He first kicked off a large area of ​​snow, and then the wooden stick hit Qin Jie's body with a "boom". In the woods, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became uneasy, and the surroundings were trembling violently, as if an explosion was about to occur.

Qin Jie held a knife in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, staring at the snow and thick wooden sticks that were rushing towards him, with no expression on his face.

Just as the snow was about to come, Qin Jie suddenly bent his legs, then maintained this posture, walking in a strange curve, and actually avoided the attack full of snow.

As Qin Jie moved, the distance between the two became closer and closer. He flipped his hand and lifted the heavy machete from below. As another layer of snow was raised, the snow on both sides collided fiercely and then drifted around.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden stick also followed. Qin Jie held the machete and chopped it down with all his strength.

"Bang!"

With a loud thunderous sound, the wooden stick flew out with a painful "mum" sound and inserted it into the snow. The beggar's cheeks suddenly turned pale, and it was difficult to find the shadow of the natal stick in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he was seriously injured.

"Tear!"

The beggar's worn-out clothes were torn apart, and the blood stained the clothes red, falling on the snow, and red flowers appeared. Not until the end, Qin Jie kicked the beggar's knee again, then turned his wrist flexibly, and the heavy machete rotated in the air, and the back of the knife hit the beggar's throat, holding back the scream that the beggar was about to make.

The beggar knelt on one knee, blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth, and the deep knife mark on his chest looked very miserable. However, Qin Jie was actually very responsible in his actions, and he would not have any worries about his life.

However, the beggar did not think so. He felt the cold chill on his neck again, which made his face extremely pale. The shock, fear, and confusion were constantly changing on the beggar's face. He didn't understand what happened just now? How could an ordinary person take off his natal stick and force himself into a desperate situation?

In an instant, the outcome of the game was revealed. Looking at the beggar who was kneeling on one knee, the children of Yandang Mountain all grew up. They were not sympathetic to the old beggar of the Beggar Sect, but they did not expect that this ordinary watermelon knife could actually pick up the natal stick of a Jindan stage cultivator, and in the end it was placed on the beggar's neck, without giving the other party a chance to fight back! They were shocked and puzzled by the beggar. Why could this young man from the Heavenly Dao League pick that wooden stick?

Qin Jie looked at the beggar who was kneeling on one knee under his blade and said with a smile: "You have to fight the second game, don't say I'm bullying you."

The beggar's face turned red and white, and finally asked decadently: "I admit defeat, what's your name?"

Qin Jie narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you doing with my name? What? Are you going to find a place in the future?"

"I dare not." The beggar shook his head quickly, then coughed twice, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and said, "It's just that after I go back, I'll have to give an explanation when I ask."

Qin Jie was silent, as if he was thinking about whether he should report his master and name. The beggar was also waiting silently. Even the children of Yandang Mountain listened curiously. Even the girl behind the yellow cloth put down the pen and paper in her hand and waited for the answer.

Then, Qin Jie smiled and said, "If your seniors from the Beggars' Sect ask, you will say that the person who beat you is Liu An of Qingmengzhai."

Hearing the three words Qingmengzhai, the beggar's originally stiff body trembled, and his voice became trembling, "It turns out that it is Qingmengzhai's passage... it's me who is abrupt."

"You ask me about my master's sect and name, because I have the idea of ​​using the Beggars' Sect and the Mythical Group to suppress me?" Qin Jie said with a smile. "But it's a pity that I am from Qingmengzhai. I think there is no place to suppress Qingmengzhai in this world. Do you think that?"

"I dare not, I dare not." The beggar's body trembled even more violently.

"Do you have nothing to do with me? Our Qingmengzhai is the most reasonable place. If you don't reason, then I will beat you to reason. But you don't have to reason with me, because you can't beat me, I'm the reason." Qin Jie sneered. "An old beggar in the Jindan stage is so cruel. With Grandma He and Shui Yanfei protecting you, you're awesome?"

Feng Siqiu taught Qin Jie a class, and the content of this class was what rules were. The definition of rules was very simple. Whoever had a big fist was the rule. This time, Feng Siqiu's request for Qin Jie was also very simple. As long as he did not lose his face in Qing Mengzhai, it would be OK. In other words, only Qin Jie was allowed to bully others, but he could not let others bully Qin Jie.

Hearing Qin Jie's words, the beggar did not dare to question anything, and listened honestly, for fear that this passionate Qingmengzhai person would leave a wound on his neck.

"Get out of here, don't let me see you again in the future!" Qin Jie moved the machete away and said viciously.

Qin Jie felt very happy when he saw the beggar running away in panic. Third Senior Brother, I didn’t embarrass you. I just came to the north for a few months and started bullying people.

"Thank you, senior brother."

"You're welcome." Qin Jie was too lazy to play with those stupid things, and said to Shifang directly: "The name of Qingmengzhai cannot be eaten all over the world. Even if the Beggars' Sect is afraid, it will still cause trouble for you. You should be careful!"

Lan Rou said unhappily, "Senior Brother, why do you want to give that guy a second chance to take action? What if you can't beat him?"

Shifang knew that Qin Jie was helping out of kindness. His junior sister criticized him like this, worried that the other party would be unhappy, so she hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "That beggar should be the second-generation disciple of the Beggars' Sect. Unexpectedly, she couldn't walk for a round under Senior Brother Liu. It seems that the senior brother should be the best in Qingmengzhai."

The smile on Qin Jie's face was a bit far-fetched, and he complained in his heart that he would not hide his identity and could help Liu An create a great reputation in the future, right? Then, I'm afraid it would be too late to cry.

After a few greetings between the two sides, Qin Jie left. He did not return to the old place to practice cultivation, but walked along the lakeside alone, constantly recalling today's battle in his mind. If you want to talk about the spirit of chivalry, Qin Jie really didn't. He gave the other party a second chance to take action, not to make the other party convinced, but to him need an opponent to try the new combat mode he has recently developed.

It is not possible to find colleagues in the Tiandao Alliance for this kind of experiment. After all, they are all their own people and they cannot take ruthless actions. But it is impossible to find a life-and-death enemy like Yun Zhengming, because the other party is too awesome, and I guess I have not taken ruthless actions before I even took ruthless actions. The beggar I met today happened to be in the middle stage of the Jindan period, and was only a little taller than Qin Jie, and was the most suitable experimental subject.

In today's battle, Qin Jie only used two swords. From the perspective of strength and speed, he has improved a lot compared to before, but this is not the point. The point is that Qin Jie does not need to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when dealing with such a master.

At that time, Tang Tian had a light knife and countless casualties were killed and injured. Compared with ordinary people, cultivators were too powerful and could not defeat them at all. However, the main reason in Qin Jie's view was that cultivators could control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves or their natal life.

However, this is not a problem for Qin Jie, who has entered the world of cultivation. Although Qin Jie's qualifications are extremely poor, the hole in the dantian is too small, and the spiritual energy of the world can be controlled is very small, and he will not gain the upper hand in both speed and power. However, because Qin Jie's talent in the talisman path cannot be underestimated, because his perception is particularly sharp, and he can find the most wonderful changes in the spiritual energy of the world around him. This was proven when Qin Jie first took the Qingmengzhai mountain climbing.

The changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth are wonderful, not every cultivator can capture it. If Qin Jie can do it, then he can know what time the other party will choose to take action, and he will also know the other party's natal or his own weakness. Today, he succeeded, and he really found the weakness of the fundamental life stick, and then he can narrow the distance between himself and the other party in the shortest time and pull the other party into close combat.

Whether it is a cultivator of Fudao or other cultivators, there is a fatal weakness, that is, his body is too weak. There are very few people like Qin Jie who have strong strength in close combat, so if Qin Jie can sense the operation of the other person's spiritual energy, then in most cases, there will be only a dead end.

Qin Jie thought that this kind of fighting method was directly related to his own cultivation qualifications. When the talisman master was unable to draw talismans, he had to defeat cultivators who were similar to his realm, or even cultivators who were higher than his realm, he had to have some unusual means.

I remember He Yang and Qin Jie said, "Even if your flying sword can kill the enemy thousands of miles away, if the enemy can stand one meter in front of you, even if your flying sword is awesome, it will be bullshit. Just like Li Shan, a powerful figure like Beiling, once you are approached by your third senior brother, you can only stare at you and wait to die." Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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