"It's useless, he died so soon!"
Ye Qing rescued Zheng Tianyuan just to let him deal with Master Xiang.
In his opinion, Zheng Tianyuan has the strength of the middle stage of Qi Condensation, plus he is the son of the Zheng family. Even though he is not Xiang Ye's opponent, he is still capable of fighting. After they both lose, he will benefit.
But I didn't expect that Zheng Tianyuan was so useless, or that he had too little experience in fighting with others. He was killed by Master Xiang in the first encounter.
Of course, Master Xiang's flying knife is really too weird. It is not only as fast as the wind, but also cunning and vicious, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
To be honest, even if he was unprepared, he might not be able to block it.
Although he felt a little disappointed, Ye Qing's movements were not slow at all. With a flip of his wrist, a flame talisman appeared in his hand and he threw it towards Zheng Tianyuan's body.
"How dare you?" Upon seeing this, Master Xiang's expression changed drastically, he roared angrily, appeared in front of Zheng Tianyuan with a sweep of several feet, and grabbed the flame talisman in the air.
He had planned for so long and finally attracted Zheng Tianyuan and others. Of course, he couldn't just watch Zheng Tianyuan's body being burned by the flame talisman. Otherwise, all his efforts and calculations would be in vain.
"Pa..." Mr. Xiang's palm accurately grasped the fallen flame talisman and crushed it into pieces. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
However, at this moment, there was only a flash of sword light, as clear as snow, rushing toward his neck.
"Little tricks!"
Master Xiang sneered disdainfully, his palms turned into claws, and his five fingers gradually turned green, like steel, glowing with a cold and sinister luster, and he grasped the sword light in the air.
"Iron hand"
His iron-making hand has been honed and tempered with iron sand for many years. It has long been perfected. It is as strong as steel and can be as sharp as ordinary swords and weapons. He can grab a white blade with bare hands with ease. He is the nemesis of all those who rely on swords and sharp weapons.
In Mr. Xiang's view, Ye Qing was of a low level and relied on nothing more than a sharp knife that could surprise him. The reason why he was able to kill Chi Long was entirely because Chi Long was too careless.
The sharp knife is weak, and Ye Qing's low level makes it impossible to break through his iron-smelting hand. So as long as he can take Ye Qing's knife away, the opponent will be like a toothless tiger, letting him slaughter him!
"Gu... Gu... Gu..."
But just when his fingers were about to grab the long knife in the air, three toads suddenly sounded in his ears, as loud as drums, resounding throughout the valley.
Master Xiang's face changed drastically, he felt a little uneasy and hurriedly withdrew his hand.
However, the long knife in the air suddenly trembled, speeded up again, and struck his palm.
"ah……"
Amidst the sound of gold and iron clashing, Master Xiang screamed miserably. The iron-smelting hand he was so proud of was directly broken by the light of the sword like a rotten dead branch, and all five fingers were broken off at the root.
Then the long knife continued to exert its strength and moved up. Xiang Ye's arm seemed to be cut open. The skin and flesh were separated to both sides, blood spattered, and the white bones were exposed.
"Aren't you a minor in body quenching? You are in the late stage of qi condensation!" After Xiangye fell to the ground, he covered his arms and exclaimed, but every time he said a word, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, mixed with pieces of internal organs.
Ye Qing's knife not only disabled one of his arms, but the terrifying power contained in it directly shattered his internal organs.
But no matter how serious the injury was, it could not hide the shock and disbelief in his heart at this moment!
In fact, he had already guessed that Ye Qing had fate and secrets. Otherwise, why would Uncle Fu have looked at him differently and given him a bone that day in the Mountain God's Hall?
However, even though he had the incense of worshiping the gods, he was not treated like this, so he guessed that there must be some kind of secret about Ye Qing.
The reason why he tried to protect Ye Qing from entering here was partly to collect the number of people for the longevity fruit, and partly because of the secrets he carried.
He originally thought that Ye Qing's opportunity and secret was that sharp sword, but he never expected that the other party was also a late-stage Qi Condensation warrior like him, and he did not have a realm, but had skills that matched the realm. And strength!
But, how is this possible?
Ye Qing was just a patrolman in Junshan Village, and he had specifically inquired before and found out that Ye Qing was from an ordinary background, his parents were both dead, and he had practiced martial arts for less than a month. How could such a person be a late-stage Qi Condensation warrior?
How can it be?
"Haha, Mr. Xiang's eyes are like a torch. I am indeed not a minor in body tempering!" Ye Qing was a little disappointed. With the previous stab, he had planned to use the triple fishing power to kill Mr. Xiang directly. But I didn't expect Mr. Xiang to react so quickly and actually dodge.
Fortunately, he also severely injured the opponent, so it’s not too bad!
"How is that possible?" Mr. Xiang's eyes were dull and he said in despair.
Ye Qing asked back: "Why is it impossible? Everyone has their own fate, just like you can find the longevity fruit, why can't I have the strength of the late stage of Qi Condensation?"
"Of course, I'm afraid you'll get lucky today!"
"Eternal Life Fruit, you also want to steal my Immortality Fruit?" Mr. Xiang, who was originally in despair, suddenly became ferocious and smiled crazily: "Do you think you will win?"
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Xiang suddenly took action, and three flying knives were shot out in a straight line. However, just as the flying knives approached Ye Qing, the two flying knives behind suddenly accelerated and collided with the flying knife in front. The speed of the flying knife was several times faster, and it hit Ye Qing's heart directly.
The other two flying knives changed their flight trajectories, one swept down and shot towards his lower abdomen; the other circled around and shot towards the back of his neck.
"Meteor chasing the moon"
Although Ye Qing had been guarding against Master Xiang's flying knife, the opponent's flying knife was still beyond his expectation. It was so weird.
The long knife in his hand flashed quickly and turned into a blade of light, protecting his whole body from three flying knives, and then he stepped forward and aimed directly at Mr. Xiang.
While you are sick, I will kill you.
Master Xiang, on the other hand, took out a gray-black incense stick with an ominous smell from his arms, put it in the incense burner and lit it.
"Haha, Mr. Xiang, it's useless for you to pray to God and worship Buddha now!" Although Ye Qing has never learned the Qinggong movement, but with his strong Qi and blood, he is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he is in front of Mr. Xiang and cuts him with a knife. It slashed down, roaring like a tiger, and five rays of sword light were directed towards the five fatal points of Xiang Ye's body.
"Five tigers cut off the door, five tigers cut off the soul"
However, just when his knife was about to fall on Mr. Xiang, a thick plume of smoke floated over, making him burst into tears. He was short of energy, slowed down, and lost the goal in front of him.
"Whizzing……"
Ye Qing heard a few wisps of sound piercing the air. He immediately retreated with his knife and rolled back. In the moment of rolling, several flying knives almost passed by his scalp, picking up a few strands of hair.
"so close!"
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ye Qing's forehead. If he hadn't reacted in time, those flying knives might have been inserted into his head by now.
The moment he dodged a few flying knives, Ye Qing's eyes regained clarity. His body turned backwards suddenly stopped, his legs suddenly exerted force, and with a loud "bang" sound, the soil exploded, and Ye Qing seemed to have left the string. Like an arrow, it flew towards Mr. Xiang again.
Ye Qing's figure was very fast, but the knife in his hand was even faster. In the blink of an eye, he was almost in front of Master Xiang and slashed him with his knife again.
But Master Xiang's body floated gently like a leaf, dodging Ye Qing's knife attack by a hair's breadth. A flying knife shot out of his sleeve and headed straight for Ye Qing's throat.
Ye Qing followed suit and bent his head suddenly. The force in his neck was so strong that his cervical vertebrae even made a soft "click" sound. He dodged the flying knife that was so close at hand and slashed with the long knife in his hand. Just like crossing a river, the movements are smooth and smooth, without any feeling of sluggishness.
However, at this moment, a wisp of smoke drifted into his nasal cavity, itching. Ye Qing couldn't help but sneeze, and the movements of his hands slowed down a bit.
A slow step is a slow step.
Naturally, Xiang Ye would not miss this opportunity. His body seemed to have no weight at all, hanging in the air without falling, drawing an arc in the air, like a crescent moon, appearing behind Ye Qing, and countless flying knives shot out.
The strong wind is like a sudden rain, and the sudden rain hits the banana trees!
Ye Qing was frightened but did not panic. In fact, the moment he sneezed, he realized the danger. His legs were axes, and his waist was like a dragon. He twisted half a circle, and the long knife was swung out horizontally, which contained a lot of meaning. The majestic strength is like a dragon waving its tail.
With one strike of the knife, the gust of wind and rain was cut apart, and large pieces of flying knives were directly knocked away, making endless clanging sounds in the sky.
However, with a "click", there was a sharp pain in his waist.
"My waist is twisted?!" Ye Qing was stunned. He, a warrior in the late stage of Qi Condensation and with extremely powerful physique, actually twisted his waist. Who would believe it?
In this moment of confusion, there were already a few traces of blood on his body. Fortunately, most of the flying knives had been knocked away by him, so the injuries were not serious, just some skin injuries.
"Is it because of the gray incense stick?" Ye Qing stimulated his blood, restored the sprained lumbar spine, and looked solemnly at the burning gray incense stick in the incense burner.
The smoke blurred the eyes, sneezing, twisting the waist, these things seemed to be accidents, but they were too coincidental!
Every time, he had the upper hand and was about to hit Mr. Xiang hard, but because of such an accident, he missed the opportunity, reversed the situation, and put himself in danger.
"It must be that incense!" Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and without any hesitation, he went straight towards the incense. If he didn't destroy the incense, it would be very difficult to kill Master Xiang.
But as soon as he exerted his strength, he stepped on a round stone and staggered. Just as Ye Qing stabilized his body, he stumbled on a piece of grass and fell onto his back with a "pop".
At the same time, dozens of flying knives fell from the sky and shot at Ye Qing who was lying on the ground.
Ye Qing had no choice but to roll on the spot, dodging most of the flying knives, but a few of them still hit his arms, legs and other places, causing blood to flow everywhere.
What's even more outrageous is that when he rolled, his head directly hit the rocks. Yes, not one, but countless rocks. The bumps made his head full of bumps and stars appeared in his eyes.
"Haha... How about it? My bad luck scent tastes good, right?" Seeing Ye Qing's embarrassed look, Mr. Xiang couldn't help laughing.
"Bad luck?" Ye Qing frowned.
Mr. Xiang laughed loudly: "Yes, it is the bad luck fragrance. My bad luck fragrance can make you drink cold water, stuff your teeth, have nightmares when you sleep, walk with sprained feet, bad luck continues, and everything goes wrong."
"How about it, it tastes good!"
