"The guy who would vomit blood after being punched by me can now resist my fist. It seems that the world has changed like a dog in a white cloud."
Chen Yun had a sigh of relief, but his face still had an expression of hatred.
Pei Mengqing took out a breath, looked up at Chen Yun, and said slowly:
"People are always making progress, and the chief helmsman has not stood still, right?"
"I hate your tough-talking and unwillingness to admit defeat. I hate talented people with resilience."
The black aura on Chen Yun's body suddenly disappeared, and his temperament changed.
Chen Yun is forty-five years old this year. He has reached the late Xuanqi level at such an age and is considered a talent in Tianmeng Pavilion.
After the black energy dissipated, he became even more elegant.
The elegant appearance has a dull expression at this time, and it seems that even the hatred of being ruined and ridiculed by Pei Mengqing is gone.
On the contrary, it gives people a feeling of refreshing breeze.
"Isn't it troublesome for you that you can't use talents for your own use? You really need talents to assist you. I guess it is to help you gain a greater say in the sect, right?
"And destroying talents makes you feel like you picked up a piece of money from the previous dynasty. It's precious, but it can't be used. It's like chicken ribs. It's a pity to throw them away." Pei Mengqing ruthlessly exposed the other party's thoughts and hypocrite.
However, the remaining five warlocks from Tianmeng Pavilion had already retreated, with expressions of horror still on their faces.
For both of them, when the chief helmsman showed this expression, it was his most terrifying moment.
Killer without blinking an eye and tyrant are just very mild adjectives for him in this state.
"Yes, not to mention that you are a resilient person who can observe words and emotions and see other people's thoughts. But according to what you said, it seems that you are the coin of the previous dynasty that cannot be recast?"
"No, I am not a coin, I am a sharp sword. If you want to pick me up and throw it into the furnace to recast it, you must be prepared to have my hand cut off."
"Is that so?" Chen Yun nodded, and when he spoke the next sentence, the person had already appeared behind Pei Mengqing, "Then let me test whether your sword is sharp!"
Pei Mengqing's pupils shrank, and regardless of whether her posture was cool or not, she rolled on the spot to avoid the black tiger coming from behind to dig out her heart.
But the next second, Chen Yun appeared in front of him instantly, as if he could teleport, and kicked him over.
He quickly rolled around on his donkeys and got up. A lot of dust rolled on his body and his hair was stained with dirt.
But I can’t care about that much anymore.
The last time I faced Chen Yun, I gave him a tangerine that was hard to compete with.
He had become so much stronger this time, but the feeling the other party gave him had not changed.
Is there such a big gap between the middle and late stages of Xuanqi level?
Or maybe Chen Yun has been hiding his cultivation...
"Tornado Sword! Soul-Calling Sword! Destruction Sword Technique!"
After Pei Mengqing stood up, she fired several swords in an attempt to fight back.
But the opponent didn't dodge at all, and gently flicked his fingers on the tip of the sword, causing Pei Mengqing to bear an overwhelming force.
Every time he received a blow, he had to take two steps back to steady his steps.
"The boy asks for the sword!"
Pei Mengqing suddenly shouted softly and held out a sword.
The trajectory of this sword is mysterious, like an antelope hanging its horns, and as clear as a clear spring pouring down from the sky.
Chen Yun's eyes were slightly empty and he praised: "Good swordsmanship."
Then, he pinched the tip of Pei Mengqing's sword with two fingers.
Pei Mengqing tried to draw the sword, but couldn't pull it back.
So he turned the sword over and took advantage of the Qingshuang Sword's indestructible nature to turn the tip of the sword into a blade, spinning and scratching Chen Yun's hand.
Two drops of blood fell from Chen Yun's fingers.
In the arsenal courtyard, a refreshing fragrance immediately wafted out, making everyone, including Pei Mengqing, swallow unconsciously.
"This blood... Venus Star..." Li Liangcai said stumblingly, obviously greatly shocked.
After a warlock reaches the enlightened level, the blood in his body will become a "tonic." If ordinary people drink a drop of it mixed with water, they can live longer and be protected from all diseases.
I have always heard that the blood of Qixi star warlocks has a fragrant smell, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today.
"It's quite insightful."
Chen Yun flashed his body and knocked Li Liangcai away with one palm.
"Damn, give me a slap after you praise me, right?" Li Liangcai vomited a mouthful of blood and complained.
Pei Mengqing still had the strength to complain after seeing him being beaten away, knowing that he was only slightly injured.
"Are you still in the mood to care about others?"
Chen Yun appeared behind Pei Mengqing again and kicked him into the wall.
This time Pei Mengqing didn't react and was hit hard, vomiting blood.
"Bah!" Pei Mengqing wiped her mouth, "You like to attack people from behind."
After Chen Yun didn't hide his true strength, he seemed to have completely let go and talked a lot more:
"So what? I have the ability to appear behind you in an instant, but you are unable to react. Shouldn't you feel ashamed of your weakness?"
"Hahaha! I'm ashamed? I'm less than twenty years old this year, and I can already compete with mid-to-late Xuanqi level warlocks. You don't know how old you are, but you have more years of training than me, and you have a lot of face. Taunting me?"
As Pei Mengqing spoke, she slowly moved to the central formation.
"You want to say that you are a young genius? Hahahahahaha! Do you know how many young geniuses have died at my hands? But you don't need to know, because you will soon follow in their footsteps!"
Chen Yun stretched out his right index finger, and black light gathered.
"Get out of the way!" Li Liangcai sensed the danger and quickly reminded Pei Mengqing.
It's not that he is very kind-hearted, it's just that he and Pei Mengqing are now grasshoppers on the same rope, both prosperous and prosperous.
However, although he reminded quickly, Chen Yun's attack speed was even faster.
In a flash of black light, there was a hole in Pei Mengqing's chest.
Pei Mengqing nodded slowly, blood gurgling from her chest.
It was just a hair away, just a centimeter away from penetrating his heart.
The "Secret of Immortality" was activated, the wound healed quickly, and the blood flow was quickly stopped.
"Sneak attack? I thought you would continue your last attack and beat me to death with one punch."
The wound healed so quickly that Pei Mengqing didn't even expect it.
However, he quickly reacted and understood the power of the "Secret of Immortality".
Without a strong body, how can one live forever?
Moreover, the purpose of the unity of body and soul is that the body is the vessel of the soul and the soul is the source of the body.
If any one is defective, the other will help repair it continuously.
This is the horror of "Secret of Immortality"!
Not only can it allow Pei Mengqing to unite her soul in advance without having to wait for the warlock's integration period, it can also make Pei Mengqing's ability to recover from injuries stronger than anyone else!
"Oh? It seems you want to fight with me more?"
Chen Yun stood up straight, moved his wrists and neck joints, with a cruel expression on his face.
