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Chapter Thirty-nine: Trying my best and being seriously injured!

"Half-step master!"

A loud noise was heard, and the Huoyue Purple Gold Horse retreated violently, its four legs dragging two deep ravines on its shoulders, and the light of the horn above its head became increasingly dim.

But on the other hand, Manshan became more and more courageous as he fought, and he was unscathed when he faced off against a fifth-grade monster!

Only at this point did Ye Qing understand the purpose of the halo surrounding him.

It must have been the work of that woman...

"It's just that this defensiveness is too exaggerated..."

The situation turned into what Ye Qing least wanted to see, but he didn't expect that these two people had actually reached the half-step master level, and they were probably only one step away from breaking through. But, why?

For a monk in the Xiantian realm, he would not hesitate to use such precious power?

You must know that the strong half-step masters have extremely rare combat power even in the imperial capital. They are already qualified to start a sect on their own. No matter where they go, they will be treated as guests. Who would have such a big influence?

Handwriting?

Guo Xing? No, he doesn’t have this ability.

"That's the Qin family!"

"Boy! Did you control this beast? Do it again! It's not enough!"

Perhaps because he was full of fighting spirit, Man Shan actually dropped the mountain-breaking ax and took a stance with his bare hands, staring at the Huoyue Purple Golden Horse.

what to do?

At this moment, Ye Qing's mind was spinning rapidly, turning over all the trump cards he could use at the moment.

Use the Human Emperor's Seal? But the Human Emperor's Seal has not been completely refined yet. It may still have the strength to fight in the same realm, but it will not have the slightest effect against the half-step master Man Shan.

The Hongmeng Supreme Body had just collided head-on with Manshan. Ye Qing could clearly feel that Manshan's power was far superior to his own. Trying to break through head-on was tantamount to wishful thinking.

As for Xuantian Illustration, even now, Ye Qing still feels like he has a splitting headache. If he uses it forcefully again, it might damage his foundation and turn Ye Qing into a fool.

"Damn it, how could I collapse here!"

Perhaps since the beginning of his rebirth, he had been on a smooth journey without any setbacks, which even gave Ye Qing an illusion.

"That's right. If I don't even dare to take risks, how can I get back everything that was taken away from me?"

In a daze, Manshan always felt that the little man in front of him was a little different, but he couldn't explain exactly what had changed.

However, this feeling is very familiar to him. When he was young, he hunted in the mountains and forests to fill his stomach. Those desperate animals who were ready to fight to the death had this kind of momentum!

"Oh boy! You're great!"

"Noisy!"

A flash of cold light flashed, and more than a dozen frost blades shot out like arrows towards the wild mountains!

At the same time, the Huoyue Purple Golden Horse roared loudly and rushed over like a bulldozer. The speed was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen vaguely!

"Barbarian Mountain!"

boom!

The powerful impact washed away like ripples, constantly washing away the surrounding ground, setting off waves of flying sand, blocking the sight of the masked woman.

"Damn it!"

As soon as the woman stretched out her hand, she was swallowed up by a ball of blue flames. The scorching heat melted the flying sand and turned it into flying fireballs that hit the masked woman!

"As long as I can trap her for a quarter of an hour!"

Seeing from the corner of his eye the masked woman who was trapped in the glazed spiritual fire and unable to escape, Ye Qing gritted his teeth and his face became more determined.

Within a quarter of an hour, Ye Qing was confident that he would join forces with Huoyue Zijinju to kill Manshan!

As for the masked woman, I can only pray that he will regret choosing to escape after seeing Man Shan die in battle.

"Girl! Run! Run to the city!"

Ye Qing looked up to the sky and shouted loudly, waking up Mo Yao who was stunned on the spot. She bit her red lips lightly with her teeth. She wanted to step forward to help Ye Qing, but was stopped by a sharp voice.

"Master!"

Tears welled up in Mo Yao's eyes, and she burst into tears. She didn't want to leave at all, but looking at Ye Qing who was covered in bruises, she just hated herself for being so weak.

"Run! Go back to find Uncle Zhang!"

"Master..." Mo Yao looked pale. After hesitating again and again, he turned around and ran away.

boom!

There were several muffled sounds in succession. Ye Qing crossed his arms in front of him and blocked the fast and heavy straight punch from the rough man with great difficulty. The powerful force shocked Ye Qing's hands to numbness, and bursts of tingling pain in his forearm declared.

Broken bones.

"Thirty breaths..."

"If it weren't for the master's order, I would want to be friends with you!"

Man Shan looked at Ye Qing, who was already covered in bruises and was on the verge of collapse, but refused to fall no matter what, his expression became more and more joyful.

"Come on! One more punch!"

Ye Qing also fired the real fire. Regardless of his injuries, he clenched his fist and punched Manshan hard. Immediately, a feeling of weightlessness spread throughout his body. When he regained consciousness, Ye Qing had already flown backwards, and his entire right arm

It was twisted into a weird angle, the pale bones pierced the skin, and blood dripped!

"Come again!"

At this moment, Manshan's eyes were red, and he became more and more courageous as he fought. Ye Qing could even feel that the shackles in his body were beginning to loosen. If he were to break through to the Grandmaster realm, he would have no chance of making a comeback!

"Twenty breaths!"

Flaw! Where is the flaw!

No flaw can be found at all!

The barbaric mountain in front of me is as powerful as a monster. If I break through to the master realm, I may still be able to fight, but now, I can only crush it unilaterally!

As for the Fire Moon Purple Golden Horse, its essence and blood have long been exhausted, turning into little bits of starlight and dissipating.

"Fifteen breaths!"

Two figures, one tall and one short, collided together again, but the exaggerated pressure made Ye Qing unable to resist at all. He was pinned down by the barbarian mountain. The muscles on his thick arms were knotted, and the veins were bulging. Ye Qing

He could only barely use his left arm to block the punch that should have crushed his head.

"Five breaths!"

He could no longer feel the pain in his left arm. Ye Qing even began to wonder if his left arm had been torn off by the mountain. His whole body was embedded in the ground and he could hardly breathe.

But Ye Qing suddenly laughed, his smile was very strange, there was no reason for this smile.

"Found it, the flaw!"

Poof!

At the critical moment, Ye Qing waved his broken right arm and pierced Manshan's eye socket with the broken bone!

In almost an instant, Manshan's brain was shattered by Ye Qing's spiritual power, and the box exploded like a watermelon!

Warm and sticky blood splashed on Ye Qing's face, making his smile become even weirder.

"The bet...the bet was won."

The last trace of physical strength was exhausted, and the glazed pure spirit fire that enveloped the masked woman was completely extinguished. Looking at the two fleshy bodies, one large and one small, the masked woman's expression instantly became solid.

"Man...Manshan is dead?"

How can this be!

This physical strength is comparable to that of a Grandmaster, and is invincible in the same realm. Even if his stomach is cut open, he can drag his intestines and fight to the death with the enemy for four or five hours, and he is still alive and kicking. This humanoid beast is like this...

.died?

"Ye! Qing!"

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