"Are you a body refiner?" Qingying shook his hand, his palm blocked Song Li's punch, but the severe pain in his palm was still very severe until now. He didn't care about his face or not, and kept shaking his hands to relieve the severe pain in his palm.

Qingying was very depressed. He was originally here to assassinate Song Li, but now Song Li is leading the nose away.

He had thought the task was too simple before, but now after he really fought with Song Li, he realized how ridiculous he was before.

No wonder the employer insisted on finding an assassin of second grade or above to attack Song. If this was an ordinary assassin, he would definitely not be able to kill Song Li.

"I haven't practiced it specifically. If I were a specialist in body training, your arm might have been destroyed now." Song Li said.

Then, without saying anything, Song Li made a mistake again without warning, and at the same time, he took advantage of the situation to knock out his own left fist.

Left fist, right fist...

At this time, Song Li could not tell that he was a cultivator at all. Instead, he was like a gangster fighting on the street, kicking and beating without any tricks.

The difference is that although Song Li's fist strength and leg strength are not activated by the chaotic energy at all, their strength is still extremely strong, and it is not weaker than the fist strength that the practitioner uses with the chaotic fist strength.

Qingying is quite miserable. Qingying is also a genius trained by the Assassin League since childhood. She has never seen such a fighting style.

"You, you..." Qingying resisted in a mess and shouted, feeling both depressed and angry.

After all, Qingying is a strong man in the third level of the Divine Mixture Realm. Song Li has always been led by his nose, making him angry, but not making him lose his mind.

Qingying has always been very clear that although she has always been controlled by Song Li, because Song Li is now fighting with her hand-to-hand combat with her with her strong physique, which makes her at a disadvantage. Only by fighting to resist desperately can she be unable to condense an effective attack.

But in fact, the reason why Song Li restrained himself now was not because of Song Li's strong physique, but because the pressure formed by the chaotic aura released by Song Li made him unable to effectively avoid it, and his body skills and combat skills were even more incapable of using them.

He didn't understand how Song Li had such a magnificent chaotic aura of chaotic cultivation at the fifth level of the Dharma Hun Realm.

Normally, even if the practitioners at the fifth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm release all the chaotic energy in their bodies, they will not be able to cause such powerful pressure.

Anyway, he is also a strong man in the third level of the Divine Hun Realm. How could he suppress the chaotic aura released by the practitioners in the fifth level of the Dharma Hun Realm?

Qingying guessed that there was only one possibility.

Song Li is very likely to be a rare genius in cultivation, and the chaotic energy he can refine is much purer than other people. It is precisely because the chaotic energy he refines during his cultivation is more pure than that of ordinary practitioners, which makes the chaotic energy in Song Li's dantian more powerful than other practitioners.

There is another possibility, that is, Song Li came to cultivate with hidden cultivation, and his actual cultivation may be far more than the fifth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm.

Qingying thinks that the former is more likely.

He had known before that although Song Li's cultivation level was only at the fifth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm, his actual combat power had reached at least the eighth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm. The reason should be that Song Li's chaotic energy was more pure than that of ordinary practitioners, and the energy that could be provided to Song Li was also more vigorous.

Judging from Song Li's performance today, there is not much possibility that Song Li will hide his cultivation. Most of the aura refined by Song Li is more pure than that of ordinary practitioners.

Qingying frowned slightly. The most important thing he is to break through the suppression of Song Li's chaotic aura.

Otherwise, he would have to fight with Song Li in person and would not be able to play any advantage at all.

Facing Song Li's random fist, Qingying could only block it with her limbs, looking a little embarrassed.

Qingying endured the severe pain on her body, but her eyes glanced around, looking for the flaws of the vortex of Song Li's breath.

Suddenly, Qingying's eyes lit up.

Qingying has discovered that although this aura still exists, it has a tendency to weaken, and the range of aura pressure has gradually become smaller.

This proves that Song Li can no longer maintain his breath pressure.

Qingying was overjoyed. After all, Song Li only had the fifth level of the Dharma Hun Realm. The aura and pressure he released could suppress him and restrict his actions were already amazing.

It can be imagined that such pressure would definitely consume Song Li a huge amount, and Song Li couldn't hold on for long.

"Song Li, it depends on how long you can hold on." Qingying sneered, and the arm that blocked Song Li's fist did not seem to hurt so much.

Song Li frowned slightly. He underestimated Qingying's strength in his body, thinking that as long as he fought, Qingying could not withstand his punches. However, now he had more than ten punches. Although Qingying was very embarrassed, she still endured it.

If Song Li wants to form a melee battle with Qingying, he must release his chaotic aura, form strong pressure, and limit Qingying's actions. Only in this way can Song Li have a chance to win.

Song Li did it, and he released most of his chaotic aura, trapping Qingying for more than ten breaths.

For a practitioner at the fifth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm, trapping a strong man at the third level of the Divine Mixture Realm for more than ten breaths is already the limit. If Song Li had not had the strength far exceeding the fifth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm, or if Song Li was just an ordinary practitioner at the fifth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm, he would not have been able to do it at all.

Now, Song Li's chaotic aura can no longer maintain the existence of this aura. Although the chaotic aura in Song Li's body is much more powerful than ordinary practitioners in the fifth level of the Dharma Mixture Realm, it is still limited in the end.

"Hmph!" Song Li punched Qingying a few more times, but was still strongly blocked by Qingying. In no way, Song Li could only snort coldly, and at the same time, he removed the pressure of the surrounding chaotic aura.

If the pressure of the chaos aura is not removed, Song Li will soon be exhausted and seriously injured. At that time, he will completely become the fish on the chopping board and let the Qingying slaughter.

"Haha, can't hold on?"

The pressure of the surrounding aura disappeared, making Qingying feel more comfortable. The severe pain caused by Song Li's fist on his arm seemed to be much weaker.

At this time, Qingying felt like a fish returning to the sea. The constraints on her body disappeared, and he might have fought in the way he was best at.

Qingying had a hint of pride on her face. He guessed that Song Li would not last long, and the facts proved that he guessed correctly.

"I have to say that you underestimated your strength. An assassin was able to withstand dozens of punches in succession, and each punch was punched with flesh." Song Li murmured. He was telling the truth. He really felt that he underestimated Qingying. Originally, Song Li was able to defeat Qingying in a hand-to-hand battle with his strong physical fitness because of more than ten breaths. But in fact, he just caused Qingying's arms and legs to be injured.

If you think about it carefully, Song Li didn't feel very surprised.

No matter what, the other party is a third-level powerful man in the Divine Mixture Realm. Even as an assassin, their practice skills and the cultivation methods he usually pays attention to, destined that they are definitely not good at hand-to-hand combat, but in hand-to-hand combat, the other party will not be as hard to fight as he thought before.

None of the cultivators who can reach the Divine Mix Realm are easy to deal with.

"I'm curious, why do you have such a strong physical constitution? I'm afraid even beasts rarely have the brute force and tough skin defense like you." Qingying asked curiously.

After blocking Song Li's hand-to-hand attack, Qingying regained her confidence.

He believed that Song Li had no ability to imprison him anymore, so naturally he would no longer be able to form a melee battle in today's battle.

Since this is the case, Song Li will definitely not be his opponent in the battle between two normal practitioners.

In fact, Qingying is still a little scared now. Fortunately, Song Li's cultivation is not high enough, and the chaotic aura in his body is limited. He can only release most of the chaotic aura in his body to limit his movements for more than ten breaths. Within more than ten breaths, he can withstand Song Li's melee attacks and is not injured. But if it takes longer, he believes that he will definitely be unable to withstand Song Li's fists anymore.

Only you know the limits of your body best.

"This is a long way to say it. If you are interested in listening, I can talk to you." Song Li smiled casually.

Song Li knew that it was difficult for him to find a way to counter Qingying now. Qingying's true strength was much higher than that of him, but the more he was like this, the more he had to keep himself relaxed. Even if today is his own doomsday, he could not be a nervous ghost.

"Push off time?" Qingying sneered, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared as he finished speaking.

"Sorry, I don't have time to listen to your story."

After saying that, a vast aura spread out from Qingying's body, and in an instant, the surrounding sky became dim.

The breath released by Qingying obscured all the light around it, and an extremely dark space immediately formed around it.

Song Li was in it, and he had no idea how to see anything with his naked eyes.

Rush!

In the extremely dark space, the sound of the body rubbing the air teased Song Li's ears.

Song Li's eyebrows were almost frowning together. His ancestor dragon eyes could maintain enough exploration in almost any dim situation, but in this darkness, he could not find anything.

This shocked Song Li and was even more shocked.

Qingying, an assassin with the third level of the Divine Mix Realm, attacked with all his strength, and he was indeed extremely powerful.

Assassin's attacks have never been known for their power.

Generally speaking, as an assassin, what he is best at is ghostly body movements and attack methods that are simply unpredictable.

At this time, Qingying's moves well confirmed this.
Chapter completed!