The middle-aged man in purple nodded affirmatively: "You won't survive."
"That's not necessarily true!" Suddenly, Qin Yang burst out with the strongest strength and punched out of thin air: "Eight Shadow Fist!"
Boom!
With the strongest blow, the shadow of the eight fists jumped towards the middle-aged man in purple like a ferocious beast. Then he turned around, Qin Yang raised his sword high and shouted: "Da Hua Heavy Sword Technique, split the air with one sword."
Regardless of whether a person is strong or weak, no one wants to die. How could Qin Yang be a lamb to be slaughtered? Even though he knew there was a big gap between him and the man in front of him, he still chose to fight.
Easily swatting away the incoming fist shadow with a palm, the middle-aged man in purple said with a smile: "Good boxing skills, but it's a pity that you are too weak."
Buzz~
The sword light produced by the heavy sword slashed down and made a sound as it rubbed against the air. However, the middle-aged man in purple didn't pay attention at all. He slapped out another palm with his backhand, and the condensed sword light suddenly shattered.
"Boy, if you are not Tian Qing's son, maybe I can let you go, but it's a pity." As he spoke, the middle-aged man in purple took action.
So fast!
Qin Yang's pupils tightened, and in an instant, the middle-aged man in purple was in front of him, and he was hit with a palm before he had time to react.
Pfft~
Flying backwards, knocking down dozens of big trees in succession, Qin Yang covered his chest and stood up, his energy and blood boiling for a while, and he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.
Clenching his bloodshot teeth, Qin Yang's face turned gloomy and he cursed: "Fuck you, the person who wants to kill me hasn't been born yet."
"Haha, why bother struggling to the death." With a chuckle, the middle-aged man in purple suddenly came closer and knocked Qin Yang away with his fist again.
As he was flying upside down, Qin Yang vomited another mouthful of blood and cursed in his heart: "Old man, you really don't intend to help, do you? If I die, just cry."
But Ba Ye said with a smile: "You give up so easily?"
"Damn it, old bastard, what do you mean?" Qin Yang cursed again.
"Damn it, you stupid head, are you using the body skills you have cultivated as decoration? I am too lazy to care about you!"
It wasn't until Master Ba's voice disappeared from his mind that Qin Yang reacted and secretly cursed himself for being stupid. Not only did he find the secret to cultivating mental power in the heavy domain a few days ago, but he also obtained a set of magical body and martial arts.
He ran away, forgetting that they were there.
Crisis is the time when people's potential is most unleashed, so you can take this opportunity to condense it.
"Huh?" The middle-aged man in purple clothes was stunned for a moment, and found that Qin Yang, who was running away quickly, was completely different from before. Not only was his speed greatly improved, but his movement skills were also much weirder.
"Interesting, but just like this, you will still die." After saying that, the middle-aged man in purple kicked the ground suddenly and continued to pursue.
"Damn it, I still can't get rid of it." Qin Yang cursed secretly as he ran wildly. Now he can display up to twelve afterimages. Unfortunately, the middle-aged man in purple is too powerful. His speed alone has greatly improved.
gap.
"Go to hell!"
"Sleep with your sister, get up and play."
"That belongs to me. Come after me if you have the guts."
Along the way, whenever Qin Yang came to a monster's lair, he would take the initiative to attack. Last time, he encountered a bloody giant tiger and a giant vulture that gave him a chance to escape from the black-robed man. This time, he might still find a chance.
"Roar!"
"Ho ho ho!"
At this moment, no less than five ferocious monsters were angered by Qin Yang's attack and were chasing after him from several different directions. The roars of the monsters could be heard in the dense mountain forest, and a large number of giant trees could be seen quickly collapsing.
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The middle-aged man in purple clothes chased after him unhurriedly. He was even more interested in Qin Yang and chuckled: "This kid is actually quite interesting. What a pity."
As he said that, the middle-aged man in purple turned his head and looked in another direction, with a smile on his face: "Murong Tianqi, I have been waiting for you for a long time, are you finally here?"
Qin Yang was still running away frantically. He no longer knew how far he had run. He could only feel his temples beating violently. Running for a long time consumed a lot of energy.
Suddenly, a figure came into view in front of him.
"It's him!" Qin Yang suddenly stopped and turned to look at the monster beasts running over. Then he looked at the middle-aged man in purple, but he had another idea in his mind.
"Huh?" The man in black robe sitting cross-legged somewhere was also disturbed by the silence. He suddenly opened his eyes and his heart trembled. Several powerful auras were approaching. What happened?
"Master, help!"
After escaping to a place, Qin Yang looked back secretly, and saw a monster blocking the sight of the middle-aged man in purple. Taking advantage of this gap, he raised his fist and hit the man in black robe, and then quietly disappeared into a corner.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The monster's roar still echoed in the mountain.
The man in black robe got up in disgrace, and even after he figured out what was going on, he got hit, but why was that shout so familiar?
etc!
His pupils contracted violently twice, and the man in black robe finally recognized that it was the little bastard who had caused him to lose an arm a few days ago.
"Damn it! How dare you come here and seek death!"
But after cursing, the man in black robe became cautious again. He heard clearly what Qin Yang just said. Was it master or...until he found the figure of the middle-aged man in purple, he finally understood.
Qin Yang hid and made several monster beasts lose the target of pursuit. They roared again and glared at the middle-aged man in purple. But after sensing the huge aura on his body, he lowered his voice and called out several times. From several directions,
Submerged into the forest.
Seeing the man in black robe, the middle-aged man in purple frowned slightly, glanced at the direction where Qin Yang was hiding, and smiled in his heart. No wonder this kid ran away in this direction desperately. It turned out that the master was still there, but the strength of the man opposite him was not that good.
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However, the man in black robe became very cautious. Qin Yang's words from his master just now told him to be careful. The aura of the middle-aged man in purple in front of him was very powerful. If he really tried to attack him, he might not be able to do it easily. No wonder this kid dared to be alone.
When running in the mist swamp, it turns out that there are experts protecting me.
"Master, kill him!"
Qin Yang, who was hiding in the dark, shouted again.
He was not a fool. He could see doubts in the expressions of the black-robed man and the purple-robed middle-aged man, which allowed him to take advantage of this loophole. He wanted to call out the master without naming him, just for this reason.
To create suspicion between them, it is best to start a fight.
"Little bastard, you are so insidious." Master Ba laughed and scolded.
"Go away, you damn won't help, then stop chirping." Qin Yang cursed angrily.
"Hey, there's a good show to watch."
The middle-aged man in purple looked at the man in black robe very calmly. He had already planned to kill Qin Yang, so the master didn't want to let him go. He stretched out three fingers and said proudly: "Within three moves, you will be defeated!"
"Hmph! It's not that easy to kill me." After Qin Yang got into the snake's nest, he also got a lot of benefits. Although he lost his arm, he accidentally found the Blood Spirit Fruit. After these days of practice,
His strength has been greatly improved, from the early stage of the first heaven of Yuanyang realm to the early stage of the second heaven.
Although the man in front of him is powerful, he is not without the strength to fight.
Moreover, the man in black robe felt murderous intention from the calmness of the middle-aged man in purple. This man was the master of the little bastard. He probably didn't intend to let him go. Since it was unavoidable, he decided to fight.
"After three moves, I will take your life."
"It's you who died!"
Buzz~
The scimitar came out of the body, and a cold light flashed.
The man in black robe stepped forward with agile steps, and his heart was filled with a strong fighting spirit as his strength increased greatly.
"Eat me with a knife!"
The scimitar is not as domineering as an ordinary broadsword, but it is more dexterous. The black-robed man's attack speed is very fast. The moment the sword is released, it is unpredictable and cannot be caught. At least Qin Yang, who is hiding in the dark, cannot catch the sword.
France’s line of attack.
"***, this ugly ghost has become stronger again." Qin Yang muttered quietly, but focused his eyes on the motionless middle-aged man in purple.
He couldn't tell the depth of the middle-aged man in purple, but even a fool could feel that this man was very powerful. It was still unknown whether the man in black robe could stop him.
Close!
The man in black robe's eyes flashed with light, and he turned the scimitar in his hand again, and slashed the neck of the middle-aged man in purple: "Go to hell."
However, when the scimitar slid to the neck of the middle-aged man in purple, there was no feeling of resistance at all, and the man in black screamed inwardly.
really!
The image in front of him disappeared. It was not his real body, but just an afterimage.
"Your sword skills are too fancy and there are too many moves." The voice of a middle-aged man in purple sounded in his ears, followed by the wave of power approaching.
"hateful!"
Boom!
A real punch hit the back, and the man in black robes ejected like a sharp sword, smashing the boulder in the distance into pieces, making him even more embarrassed than before.
After getting up, he coughed twice. The man in black robe patted the dust on his body, put away the scimitar, replaced it with a heavy knife, and said, "Do you dare to stab me again?"
"Haha, why don't you dare."
The man in black robe held a knife with one arm, with veins protruding from the surface of the arm. He made a half-lunge with both legs, and suddenly slashed with the knife, shouting: "Shatter the knife, kill three souls with the knife!"
What a powerful knife.
Qin Yang was shocked by the power of this sword, and fear arose in his heart. If this guy had used this sword in the first place, he might have died long ago.
"You can't kill even one soul." The middle-aged man in purple didn't care about the heavy sword of the man in black. He went forward with the sword and resisted with his body.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the sword light struck the middle-aged man in purple without hesitation. Apart from causing a breeze, it did not cause any harm.
"impossible!"
Such a result shocked the man in black robe. He knew that the middle-aged Ziyi was very strong, but he did not expect it to be so strong. He knew very well how powerful this sword was. This man actually resisted it with his body. What did it mean?
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A strong man in Tao Fei Realm!
"Die!"
The sharp claws were like a wild dragon, thrust out, locked the black-robed man's throat, and lifted him up in the air with a little force.
"Ahem, cough, wait! I have something to say." The opponent is a Taoist Realm expert. No matter how much he improves, he cannot be his opponent. The man in black robe has regrets. He should not have provoked Qin Yang if he had known better.
"We have nothing to say."
"Ahem... Ahem! I admit that I shouldn't have attacked your apprentice, but he is fine now, isn't he? You don't need to be so ruthless, and besides, I am a ghost..." The last sentence was not said
By the end, the middle-aged man in purple had broken his neck.
The man in black robe also heard the crackling sound of his throat. The words were stuck in his mouth and he could never speak. His eyes widened and he slowly fell to the ground.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, the middle-aged man in purple smiled disdainfully: "Is it the Yinhun Sect? I'm sorry, I didn't take it seriously."
Suffer!
Qin Yang secretly screamed, thinking that the man in black robe would fight even if he was defeated, but he was killed so easily. This man was too scary.
What should we do now?
escape!
At this moment, Qin Yang's mind was filled with this thought.