"I still want to run away? Death!"

The man in black behind him kicked the horse back suddenly, took off the horse, flipped for several times, and landed in front of Zheng Shiyi, and punched it out, and the powerful sonic boom was shocked by the "Battle Chasing Feng" raising his front hooves.

Zheng Shiyi tightened the reins, stabilized the "wind-chasing horse", jumped down on one side of his body.

The man in black chuckled and said, "It's not bad, I can still stabilize my body and not fall down."

"Is he?" Zheng Shiyi's spirit was shocked.

This sound is really familiar, but I just couldn't remember where I heard it.

The man in black raised his hand and slowly removed the black scarf covered on his face and said, "I really want to know who I am? You are not my opponent anyway, so let's satisfy your last wish before death..."

"Zheng Yang!" Zheng Shiyi looked at the boy with scars on his face, and his heart seemed to be hurt by a sharp stab. No wonder the sound he felt familiar with just now. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere. It turned out to be a wandering child adopted by his father!

This is a wandering child who is about to starve to death and was adopted by his father... He was his childhood playmate. As a genius of the Zheng family, he would regularly get the spiritual medicine given by his family. He usually gave half of the spiritual medicine to Zheng Yang to help the other party practice.

With the help of the spiritual medicine, Zheng Yang's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

Two years ago, Zheng Yang suddenly left the Zheng family.

Zheng Shiyi never expected that this would be the case when the two met again.

Zheng Yang grinned proudly and smiled, "Isn't it a surprise?"

"Why do you need to do this?" Zheng Shiyi said coldly.

"Why? Whenever I see you, I hate you! Why can you get the care of your family? Why am I an orphan?"

Zheng Yang had an almost crazy anger in his eyes: "I hate your hypocrisy! Take some edge materials and practice it for me! And he said it was equal to me! Do you think I would believe it? Now I have changed my master! My cultivation has reached the eighth chakra of the Qi wheel realm!"

Zheng Shiyi stared at Zheng Yang in a daze. His wholehearted treatment that day actually received such rewards! What he received was such hostility towards him!

"You know everything you should know, go to death!"

Zheng Yang changed his tone and stomped his feet suddenly. The ground immediately sank more than ten centimeters. He rushed towards Zheng Shiyi with a fierce momentum like a rock rolling down the hillside.

"When moving at high speed, the center of gravity can be kept at the same height. Only by reaching the eight chakras of the Qi Wheel Realm can it be achieved. Unexpectedly, he is actually the eight chakras of the Qi Wheel Realm!"

Zheng Shiyi always thought that Zheng Yang's cultivation was just a Qi Wheel Realm, and he could still fight with his thunder fist with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Yang actually reached the eighth chakra of Qi Wheel Realm!

In this way, I have no chance of winning at all.

While he was stunned, Zheng Yang punched him in the cheek with a fierce punch.

The whistling fist wind blew his cheeks and twitched.

"Thunder Fist!"

Zheng Shiyi's arms shook, which was no less than Zheng Yang's momentum. He swung out with a punch and went towards the other party.

The two fists collided, and the muffled sound of "slap and slap and slap" came one after another from the collision, and then Zheng Shiyi was shocked.

Although the seven thunder sounds gave him the ability to compete with the seven chakras of the Qi Wheel Realm, he still seemed a little weaker in front of the eight chakras of the Qi Wheel Realm.

Pain! Just one blow! Zheng Shiyi felt his fist arm breaking. He was panting. The pain spread along his arm to half of his body, causing him to stagger and almost fell to the ground.

"Dongdong!"

The soul seed suddenly jumped.

Their rhythm of beating is completely different from when using Thunder Fist, and they beating extremely powerfully.

As they beat, the meridians that seemed to be broken slowly recovered, and the severe pain in the body was also relieved at an extremely fast speed.

The damaged organs are also being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zheng Shiyi felt the changes in his body in surprise. This soul type... can actually heal injuries? Relieve fatigue? Is this my martial soul ability? Recover?

Very good! Zheng Yang must have been injured in that attack just now! But he forced himself to suppress it! I just need to continue to fight with injuries. With the healing function of the soul seed, he will definitely not be able to withstand it first.

"Thunder Qiming is indeed extraordinary, no wonder he can defeat Zheng Ping." Zheng Yang moved his fist and five fingers. The attack just now could actually hurt himself! This was so surprising!

Looking at Zheng Shiyi who was panting and pale, he knew that Zheng Shiyi was at the end of his strength. If he attacked again, Zheng Shiyi would undoubtedly die.

"Come again!" Zheng Yang took a step forward, raised his arm like a pillar, and rushed to Zheng Shiyi with one move!

He had to kill Zheng Shiyi, but he was not injured by Zheng Shiyi. He was restrained at all. This punch was even more powerful than the previous one!

His fist appeared in front of Zheng Shiyi again with the strong wind that smashed his face.

"Thunder Fist!"

In just a few breaths, the soul seed had recovered Zheng Shiyi. He swung his fist and suddenly showed a stronger explosive power than before.

"Smack and fuck!"

With a shock in his arms, eight sounds actually made! Eight sounds of thunder!

"What? It's Baming!"

Zheng Yang's eyes were wider than cow's eyes!

The Thunder Fist is harder to practice than the One Thunder Fist. Every time it is released, it will consume a lot of energy. My punch just now obviously caused him a heavy blow.

Not to mention making seven thunder sounds, even three thunder sounds are impossible!

But what he didn't expect was that Zheng Shiyi actually made the thunder eight Mings that were stronger than the thunder seven Mings!

"I have to kill him!"

Zheng Yang did not bother to resist the physical damage caused to him by Thunder Baming. He suppressed Thunder's internal organs, swung his shoulders and waist, and smashed his gun-like fist and arm at Zheng Shiyi.

Thunder strike! Zheng Shiyi urged the soul seed to quickly recover from his injuries, while raising his arm and slashing his palm on Zheng Yang's spear fist!

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zheng Shiyi's mouth, and he felt that his internal organs were about to break.

But this feeling lasted for a moment, and then the beating soul seed that was once again repaired the body that was injured.

"Puff!"

Zheng Yang was shocked and took a few steps back. When he stopped his body, a mouthful of blood also spurted out of his mouth, and hatred in his eyes surged again!

Just now! Zheng Yang can no longer suppress his internal injuries. If he continues to fight, his foundation will be shaken, and future improvement will leave hidden dangers! The most important thing! Zheng Yang now has no strength to continue fighting and fighting, and the injury... is much heavier than it seems.

"Why can he, a waste, practice advanced martial arts like thunder strike?" He hurriedly took a Qi Condensation Pill and adjusted his breathing there. "But I can only practice some basic Zheng family martial arts! I hate it! If I had practiced thunder strike, I would have killed him long ago!"

"Damn it, I wasted a Qi Condensation Pill!" Zheng Yang cursed in his heart. Qi Condensation Pill can help practitioners condense spiritual energy in the shortest time to repair their bodies, so it is very expensive.

I helped Zheng Xuan do so many things before I got this Qi Condensation Pill.

I wanted to wait until there was something unexpected in the future to take this Qi Condensation Pill, but Zheng Shiyi had to take the pill in advance as the strength showed.

He was breathing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a coldness floated on the corners of his mouth: "Baozang, you actually let me waste a Qi Condensation Pill! You are almost dead? I only need a quarter of an hour to stand up again. At that time, I will torture you!"

"Waste?" Zheng Shiyi stood up, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled, "It's really a waste! If you eat later, you can save it for me."

Zheng Yang frowned and screamed: "Why...how could you...how could you stand up? You are more injured than me!"

When Zheng Shiyi was beaten out, he vomited blood in his mouth and his face was extremely pale. He was obviously injured in his internal organs. Not to mention that he was standing up now, whether he could stand up in half a month was a problem.

Why is he standing up now?

Even if I took the Qi Condensation Pill, my body would recover a small part.

He is just a waste of money that has lost his martial soul. How could he have the Qi Condensation Pill?

Could it be that he forced himself to stand up and prepare to run away?

"Want to run? I think it's beautiful!"

He supported his knees with his arms, stood up with pain, and pulled out his fist and prepared to take action again.

Zheng Shiyi smiled and shook his head and sighed. He was so lucky this time! If he hadn't only learned the lowest-end martial arts of the family! If it weren't for the beating of the soul species, he could have repaired his body, now he would probably have died and it would be even more impossible to reversal and gain an advantage.

But Zheng Yang was different. His body was unstable and he had obviously not recovered from the severe damage of Thunder Baming.

He takes action again? That's really asking for death!

Zheng Shiyi walked towards Zheng Yang step by step. His steady pace was so dazzling in Zheng Yang's eyes! What does such steady pace mean? Any warrior can know!

"Zheng Yang...you can die."

Zheng Shiyi's voice had just penetrated into Zheng Yang's ears, and the thunderous clapper also slashed into his chest at this moment. The sound of the "crack" bone explosion also penetrated into his ears.

The strong impact shocked Zheng Yang directly!

"How is that possible! How could that waste kill me?"

Zheng Yang, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes wide and stared at the sky in a daze. He wanted to stand up, but found that his body began to use it constantly, and the severe pain in his chest was heart-wrenching when he moved a little.

Escape! Only one word appeared in Zheng Yang's mind. He tried to escape with both hands and feet, but found that he could not stand up at all. It was difficult to move. His internal organs had been shattered after the slash just now! Not to mention escaping, he couldn't even stand up!

He endured the severe pain and knelt down in front of Zheng Shiyi. While slapped his mouth, he begged: "Young Master Yi, you treat me Zheng Yang so well. I actually did such a stupid thing and betrayed you."

"I am really worse than a pig or a dog! Now I know my mistake. For the sake of my playmate, I will spare my life! From now on, I will follow you wholeheartedly!"

"In your eyes, am I so stupid?" Zheng Shiyi cut the thunder on Zheng Yang's head without any expression.

Zheng Yang protected his hands on his forehead, trying to block Zheng Shiyi's attack, but the strong wind brought by his fist was too strong, so he bounced his hands away.

With a "bang", his head turned into pieces.

"Zheng Xuan, I will remember this today! You wait! Wait for me to come back! Let's settle the accounts then!"

Zheng Shiyi spitted the water on the ground, then jumped onto the "wind-chasing horse" and galloped towards the Xuanming Sect.
Chapter completed!