Chapter 7 The Strongest Man

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"Hey, are you okay?"

The old woman shouted from a distance that she did not dare to go over and was wary of Liu Zhengqi.

Although Liu Zhengqi was severely injured and was wailing with his eyes covered, the energy in his body was still very violent. The ghost energy and flames were dancing crazily, and he could not die for a while.

"Are you...blind? I...look...like...are you okay?"

Xie Huan lay on the ground and vomited blood. His whole body was almost split, and blood burst out all over his body. He came and went in one breath: "Come on... the rest will be left to... you... I will pass on my spirit and will... to You... where the leaves are flying... the fire is endless... you must not lose..."

After saying that, his whole body collapsed and he collapsed on the ground in a comfortable posture, motionless.

At this moment, the water droplets in the center of his eyebrows flickered slightly, and a vast golden energy spread throughout Xie Huan's body in an instant.

The broken bones, shattered internal organs, collapsed skin, and all the damage to the body were instantly reversed by this energy.

Not only is it repaired, but it is instantly restored to a state of full health and full magic.

awesome!

Xie Huan secretly praised Zhenru Zixing and continued to lie on the ground pretending to be dead.

The old woman covered her mouth, tears instantly filling her eyes: "What are you talking about? I didn't quite understand..."

She recognized Xie Huan. It was the mining slave who was brought to her not long ago. He was only in the early stage of Qi refining, but he actually played such a huge role in saving her from danger. In the end, she even sacrificed her life for righteousness. Help yourself by sacrificing your life.

She was so moved that her heart almost broke, and her eyes instantly turned red.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Liu Zhengqi suddenly roared, and ghost energy and flames filled the hall again. Green slime kept coming out of his body, and his ghost body was collapsing little by little.

After being extremely angry, he quickly calmed down, covering his left eye with one hand and staring at the old woman with the other.

He realized that he had to fight quickly, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable after the ghost body collapsed.

Fortunately, she was completely dead in the early stage of Qi refining. This old woman was also at the end of her game and had no chance of making a comeback.

The will-o'-the-wisp jumped on his body and began to produce strange sparks, spinning in the air, which was the Ten Thousand Fire Wheel Technique.

The old woman was extremely nervous. Thinking of that man's sacrifice for righteousness, she suddenly felt courageous. When she gritted her teeth, she knew that that man would never give up on the path he had created for me with his life.

Eleven thunder flags flew up one after another and lined up in front.

"die!"

The two looked at each other coldly, Liu Zhengqi gave a sharp shout, and flames rolled up.

"Boom!"

Eleven thunder flags erupted with dazzling light, connected together to form a giant wall, blocking the Ten Thousand Fire Wheel Technique.

The entire hall trembled violently, as if the void was in chaos.

The terrifying energy spread in all directions.

Xie Huan was lying on the ground and was also affected. He felt unbearably hot all over his body, and a large number of thunder patterns were transmitted to him, forming static electricity on his body, making him feel uncomfortable with "crackling" electricity.

Started to fight hard again, no brainer at all...

Fighting is art, not mindless.

There is no sense of beauty at all, and it is an insult to the elegance of the monks.

"Bang! Bang!——"

Within the thunder wall, two flags exploded.

The old woman's mind was shaken, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her eyes were full of despair. Isn't it still possible?

She glanced at the "corpse" in the distance, feeling sad in her heart. She wanted to gather some more strength, but the mana in her body had been exhausted.

The thunder flag exploded on three sides again, and the remaining ones exploded one after another in a chain reaction, "bang bang bang", the thunder wall collapsed, and the uncontrolled thunder energy spread in all directions like water.

The old woman sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes in despair.

"Boom!"

The thunder wall completely collapsed.

"Hahahaha, it's over. As expected, I am the winner. I have inherited the inheritance of hundreds of sects. I am the chosen one. I want to become the strongest man in this world of immortality. How could I fall here!"

Liu Zhengqi laughed endlessly and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He was also very uncomfortable. His ghost body was on the verge of collapse. He covered his left eye and Dantian and walked towards the old woman step by step: "Tell me, how should I torture you?"

Suddenly, his whole body was shaken, and with a "zheng" sound, a clear sword sound was heard, which echoed in the hall for a long time.

A sharp sword penetrated from in front of him, completely piercing his heart.

The old woman opened her eyes suddenly, with a look of shock on her face. She quickly turned her head and glanced at the far corner. The "body" was gone. Her eyes widened and she looked at Liu Zhengqi, who was stunned there in disbelief.

Liu Zhengqi's right eyeball almost popped out of his head. He looked down at the sword blade that pierced his heart and said hoarsely: "Impossible! -"

"Mo Zuoxi said that to become the strongest man, you must have an open mind, a strong mentality, and be able to face the bleak reality and face your own blood."

Xie Huan drew his sword from behind.

Liu Zhengqi turned around suddenly, his right eye full of anger, unwillingness and murderous intent. As soon as he saw Xie Huan, he was pierced by the Bingya sword with a clang, and the tip of the sword emerged from the back of his head.

The old woman was shocked when she saw it. This scene was too exciting and the killing was too decisive.

"boom!"

Xie Huan pulled out his sword, cut off Liu Zhengqi's head with a slash, rolled it to the side, and then threw the Bingya Sword over. With a "clang" sound, it passed between the eyebrows and was nailed to the ground.

Only then was it confirmed that Liu Zhengqi was really dead.

Ghost monks have many weird magical powers and techniques. Sometimes they seem dead, but they may not be completely dead. If you are not careful, you may be killed.

Xie Huan naturally would not leave the slightest chance to his opponent.

Ghost fire burst out of Liu Zhengqi's body and began to burn the headless corpse. A large amount of green mucus spurted out, and the bones and flesh were burned away bit by bit.

Xie Huan did not relax. Two strange rays of light shot out from his eyes. He stared at the will-o'-the-wisps running on the corpse, and his expression became solemn.

This is ghost fire, a rare element of heaven and earth.

Even in his previous life, he would never let it go if he saw it.

But strange fire can burn nothingness and smelt all things. With his current strength, he cannot collect it at all.

Liu Zhengqi also used a ghost as a cauldron to keep the ghost fire in his body, so that it could be refined and used.

"Fellow Taoist, didn't you die just now?"

Seeing that Liu Zhengqi was dead, the old woman was completely relieved and lay on the ground without any strength. Seeing Xie Huan standing there intact, she couldn't understand and asked curiously.

"How do you talk? I saved you, and you cursed me to death? Which eye saw me die?"

Xie Huan rolled his eyes at her and continued to stare at the will-o'-the-wisp. The corpse had been burned and collapsed, turning into nothingness bit by bit.

...The old woman was speechless and suddenly realized that she might have been tricked.

But the next moment, her eyes suddenly widened, and she said in horror: "You, what are you doing? Don't touch that will-o'-the-wisp, you will die!"

I saw Xie Huan suddenly stretched out his finger and gently touched the will-o'-the-wisp. With a "sizzling" sound, he stretched it in and made a burning sound.

It turns out that Xie Huan thought about it over and over again, and after considering various methods, decided to risk his life and use his soul to collect the will-o'-the-wisp.

Ghost fire is a strange fire born in the underworld, rotten land, underworld and other places, and has a natural connection with the soul.

He doesn't have the rare treasure or ability to collect will-o'-the-wisps now, and unlike Liu Zhengqi, who has the ghost body of Tianque, the only thing he can use is the soul that has survived for three lives.

Xie Huan's move was not reckless. He was previously blasted by Liu Zhengqi's palm, and a will-o'-the-wisp penetrated his body and burned his soul. He had a certain understanding of the strength of this will-o'-the-wisp. This ghost's ghost fire was not his true body, but just a projection of fire. Otherwise, He and the old woman were long dead.

A wisp of green flame turned into a thread and traveled up Xie Huan's arm. The clothes it passed were turned into ashes, and pain like a thousand knives piercing the heart came from within.

But Xie Huan grinned. The more his body hurt, the brighter his smile became.

He is not a masochistic pervert, but a kind of enlightenment towards all things. No matter what the test is, no matter what the result, he accepts it happily.

"hey-hey……"

All the clothes on his upper body were reduced to ashes, revealing his strong muscles. His angular face was unusually pale, but it reflected a kind of tough self-confidence.

The old woman opened her mouth wide in horror, and no sound came out of her throat. The sight in front of her made her feel in a trance. Even if the man was burned to ashes by the will-o'-the-wisp, the sly smile on his face would never diminish.

In the end, the line of fire traveled along the meridians, and the green color became lighter and lighter. After reaching Xie Huan's heart chakra, it stopped and turned into the shape of a flower, flickering and jumping, but the color was gray-black, very dim.

This is the will-o'-the-wisp entity that Liu Zhengqi possesses, just a projection of the ghost's real body.

Unspeakable pain came from Xie Huan's soul, which made the smile on her face become a little distorted. The old woman opened her mouth wide and did not dare to breathe, as if she could feel the pain and fear. She was even thinking about what this man would do next. Will it turn to ashes in one second?

Time passed little by little.

The color slowly returned to Xie Huan's pale face, and he grinned: "I won."

The old woman's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she collapsed again, dripping with cold sweat and disbelief. Is this pervert really in the early stage of Qi refining?

Xie Huan took out a few pills and swallowed them, then closed his eyes and calmed down for a while.

The projection of the will-o'-the-wisp was temporarily sealed, but it greatly damaged the soul's power, and being sealed in the soul was always a disaster. It would take an opportunity to refine it in the future.

He opened his eyes and saw that Liu Zhengqi's body had been burned into nothingness. Even various personal belongings, storage bags and the like were completely gone. Only a little green viscous liquid was left, making a "sizzling sound" on the ground. "The sound of corrosion.

This is the essence of the corpse liquid that was burned out of the entire Tianque ghost body. It is extremely poisonous, and you feel like you are going to be poisoned just by smelling it.

Pity.

Liu Zhengqi's inheritance was not found, so this bit of corpse liquid cannot be wasted.

Xie Huan took out a jade box, carved a simple restriction, and then gently wrapped the corpse poison with magic power. There were only three drops in total, and sealed them in the box.

After doing all this, Xie Huan walked to Liu Zhengqi's head and pulled out the Bingya Sword.

The sword was severely corroded and gave off a slight fishy smell.

Xie Huan shook slightly, and the cold light slid across the entire sword body, and then regained a little luster.

He walked towards the old woman and asked with concern: "How are you doing now?"

"Thank you fellow Taoist for your concern. I regained my life, but I was completely exhausted. Now my whole body aches when I move. I'm afraid it will take a year and a half to recover from this injury."

The old woman said weakly.

"Oh, you can't move? That's good."

Xie Huan picked up the sword and put it against the old woman's neck.

Old woman:"???"