A loud sound like thunder rang out, and Qin Changan's feet scraped against the ground and flew backwards. The people around him got out of the way. It was not until a few meters away that his feet were deeply inserted into the ground that he could stop himself.
body shape.
The right hand holding the blood knife kept trembling, and he was breathing heavily. He looked at the big man opposite him with shocked eyes. This guy's fist strength reached at least 100,000 kilograms.
"Huh? Since you can block my punch?"
Da Ben let out a soft sigh, and looked at Qin Changan's eyes with a flash of light. It had been a long time since he had met someone who could block his punch. He didn't expect that this little guy who looked thin could take it.
Although he used spiritual power, Da Ben could feel that this guy's physical strength had at least reached the level of a ten thousand kilogram punch.
"Come again!"
A trace of excitement flashed at the bottom of Da Ben's eyes, and he ran towards Qin Changan with heavy steps. Veins popped up on his right arm, and then he punched Qin Changan on the head.
"Come just come, you really think I'm afraid of you!"
Qin Changan's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he carried the blood knife behind his back. The sea of blood surged in his body, and the rolling spiritual power poured into his right arm. Instead of retreating, he advanced, took a step forward, and then waved his right arm forward.
Turn out.
Boom!
A terrifying strong wind raged past, and two fists, one large and one small, collided with each other, creating powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that caused the frail people around to stagger.
Click!!
The ground under Qin Changan's feet was shattered like a spider web, and the blood on his right arm was shaking violently. The difference in strength became apparent at this moment.
However, Qin Changan did not give up. Instead, he kept waving his fists, using the blood-colored spiritual power to fight with Da Ben. The power of his fists and punches made both of them's eyes brighter and brighter.
"Boy, this is my tenth level of power, pick it up!"
Da Ben's body was surging with blood, and a giant shadow loomed behind him. He roared to the sky and slammed his iron fist at Qin Chang'an, threatening to smash him into a piece of meat.
"Mountain Slash!"
Feeling this terrifying power, Qin Changan's eyelids twitched wildly, not daring to be careless at all. The spiritual power in his body circulated along the path of Yushan Zhan, and then he punched in front of him.
Boom! Along with the terrifying explosion, a plume of smoke and dust rose from the ground. Qin Changan's figure flew out and hit the crowd behind him, causing a commotion in the crowd. Everyone was running away for fear of
It was as if he had been hit.
However, a figure rushed towards Qin Changan in the opposite direction, and with spiritual power surging throughout his body, he caught Qin Changan's body as it flew upside down.
Bang! Zhao Ziling groaned, the corners of his mouth twitching, his whole body's spiritual energy trembling crazily, and his body almost lost its balance due to the violent shaking.
"It's time for you to lose weight!"
Zhao Ziling felt the qi and blood in his body trembling wildly, tapping the ground with his toes to release his strength, until he was able to stabilize his body after one meter.
"This guy is so powerful. His physical strength alone is not weaker than the innate realm. How did he develop it?"
Qin Changan felt his trembling right hand, took a deep breath, and looked at Da Ben across from him in amazement. This was the first time he had seen Da Ben compare his physical strength to the power of the innate realm.
Once a cultivator awakens the spiritual source, he will look for suitable exercises to practice, constantly absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth to fill the spiritual source, and seek a breakthrough in the realm. Except for a very small number of people who will continue to hone their physical bodies due to special reasons for the exercises.
, most people will not choose to continue cultivating the power of the physical body.
Bang bang bang!
"Wonderful, really wonderful. As expected of Beidaocheng. Anyone you meet on the street is a rare talent. What's your name?"
A series of applause came from the carriage. The expressions of the two women in front of the carriage changed. They quickly bowed and opened the curtain, their faces full of respect.
As the curtain opened, a young man wearing golden brocade clothes slowly stepped out from it. His features were delicate and graceful. His clothes were flowing like the wind as the breeze blew. He held a jade flute and turned it gently.
Her long dark hair was spread behind her head, her temples were swaying in the wind, and she had a faint smile on her lips.
The third prince of Liyang Dynasty, Situ Yuanliang.
Qin Changan ignored Situ Yuanliang, the fighting spirit in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the spiritual power surging around him also calmed down.
"You bastard, His Highness is asking you something. Are you deaf?"
The woman in green robe frowned and took a step forward. Since this guy dares to ignore the third prince, is he looking for death?
"Third Prince? This act of killing people in the street is not something a prince can do. Now I even wonder if you are pretending to be a prince."
Qin Changan shook his numb arms, moved his eyes away from Da Ben, and looked at the position of the carriage.
"Asshole! How dare you say something rude?"
An angry look suddenly appeared on the woman's face, and green light flickered on the long sword in her hand. It seemed that she was about to rush towards Qin Changan in the next moment, but a hand stopped her in front of her.
"Hahaha, little brother is very humorous. You said I killed people in the street, so tell me where the dead people are?"
Situ Yuanliang still maintained a smile on his face, but the jade flute he was spinning in his hand stopped, with his hands behind his back, and he looked at Qin Changan with interest.
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince wants to act stupid? The victim is right next to him..."
Qin Changan suddenly paused in the middle of his words, and his eyes gradually darkened, because he found that the mother and son who were still on the street had disappeared without knowing when, and the people around them also leaned back, for fear of getting involved with them.
It's related.
Seeing this scene, Qin Changan and Zhao Ziling immediately understood that this situation was probably not the first time in Beidaocheng. No wonder the old man told him not to talk too much.
Seeing this scene, the smile on Situ Yuanliang's face became even bigger, and he looked at Qin Changan with a mocking look, trying to make himself look embarrassed?
"It's over, now it's up to you what to do. Why are you minding your own business when you have nothing to do? Do you think it's still too late for us to give the Third Prince some slack?"
Zhao Ziling saw that something was wrong and whispered in Qin Changan's ear that just now he was a hero who saved people, and now he is a thug who provokes the third prince. These are two different natures. Provoking the royal family in the Liyang Dynasty,
It's a sin to behead someone.
"How about you give it a try?"
Qin Changan's eyes twitched. Although he was a little surprised by the current situation, it seemed to be common sense. After all, even cultivators did not dare to offend the royal family easily, let alone ordinary people without spiritual power.
"You insulted my royal reputation in front of so many people and deserve to be punished, but I am a kind person, so I will give you a chance."
"You have two choices. First, you two will obey my orders and become my subordinates from today on. I will pretend that this has never happened. If you perform well in the future, my rewards will not be less."
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"Second, kill the person in front of you. As long as you do it, I will still ignore the matter and let you go."
Situ Yuanliang looked at the two people whispering and spoke again, playing with the jade flute in his hand. His understatement seemed to have decided the life, death and fate of the two people. This was the confidence from the royal family. In the Liyang Dynasty,