"Such a fast movement, I couldn't even see how he used spiritual energy." Cha Ge stared at Qin Long, unable to believe that such speed was actually displayed by a monk who had just established a foundation.

"Is this guy hiding his strength? Looking at his strength, I'm afraid he has already slowed down!" Cha Ge regretted that he failed to see through the opponent's plan, and then he lost face in front of everyone.

Being able to defeat two peak foundation-builders in an instant, he couldn't be much worse than himself.

A gratified smile appeared on Wu Jian's face. He saw the whole process of Qin Long's attack. Compared with before, he had made great progress, especially the change in mentality. He had changed from the previous indecisiveness.

He glanced at Cha Ge's gloomy face, looked around and punched his sword and nodded with satisfaction. With this move, Qin Long had established a foothold in the black market. The offended Cha Ge did not dare to take revenge in full view of the public.

Compared to Wu Jian, who looked relaxed, Cha Ge's face could be said to be quite ugly.

He may not care about a failure, but a failure in front of everyone will greatly affect his prestige in this place. This is a taboo in Cha Ge.

"How is it? Do you still need us to leave?" Qin Long asked Cha Ge loudly, standing in the middle of the venue.

According to the rules of the black market, they have passed the first level of local snakes and have the right to stay here, but Cha Ge obviously wants to regain face with Qin Long.

"Leave? You broke the rules of the black market and still want to leave?"

Qin Long didn't expect that Cha Ge would turn his back and deny it, and asked: "Don't spit on others, how did we break the black market rules?"

"Hmph, one against two can win instantly. If you weren't a high-level monk in disguise, I, Cha Ge, would have committed suicide on the spot today!"

After hearing what Cha Ge said, Wu Jian secretly thought that it was not good. This was a precursor to turning Qin Long into a target of public criticism.

It is clear to what level Qin Long is skilled in swordsmanship, but that powerful explosive technique can indeed exert a power beyond foundation building in a short period of time. It is an indisputable fact that he can subdue two people in an instant. Someone who does not know what is going on may really take him.

Mistaken for Wenhuo monk.

"I just said that the battle just now was too outrageous. How could it be so easy to fight one against two? It turned out to be the Wenhuo monk in disguise."

"Wen Huo will naturally be dealt with by fellow monks. Cha Ge, what are you waiting for? Go teach him a lesson."

Miscellaneous voices came from the crowd, all of them doubting Qin Long's true identity. Wu Jian was about to push away the crowd and replace Qin Long when he heard a burst of thunder nearby.

Boom!

The loud sound brought up a layer of strong wind that blew all around. When he looked into the field again, Qin Long was already kneeling on one knee, raising his arms above his head to block Cha Ge's blow.

"Ahem... isn't he a slow fire monk? How can he be so strong? Fortunately, he activated the lizard demon skin training in time, otherwise his arm would not be saved."

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the strong impact made Qin Long feel that his internal organs had been displaced, and his arms that resisted the attack were in severe pain like tearing.

He knew that Cha Ge could dominate this place precisely because his strength was so high that it was close to the martial arts. Otherwise, how could an ordinary monk be allowed to show off his power here?

"You saw it, you just caught my slash with both hands, what else is it if it's not a disguise?" Seeing this, Cha Ge swung his legs straight towards Qin Long in an attempt to kill him.

Qin Long, who had just finished the abnormal battle, was no match for Cha Ge. He retreated continuously in the shadow of legs, and was finally kicked out. Cha Ge's legs raised high and struck Qin Long with the sound of wind.

"Shameless!"

Wu Jian was furious when he saw this scene. Even if he had doubted Qin Long's strength just now, he should have noticed after the fight that Cha Ge's move was completely revenge.

There was no time for him to hesitate, Wu Jian shot out fiercely, and at the critical moment, a flaming fist blocked Qin Long's face.

"Cha Ge, as a Wenhuo cultivator, you are bullying the weak. Is this a common practice in the black market?" Wu Jian asked sternly after fighting off Cha Ge.

"Bullying the weak? Ever since that kid pretended to be a foundation builder and severely injured my men, this rule will no longer be applied to you." Cha Ge laughed sinisterly, swung his legs and kicked Wu Jian.

The spiritual flames instantly covered Wu Jian's body, and he wanted to force Cha Ge to retreat as soon as possible and take Qin Long to heal his injuries.

However, the opponent's leg move was just a feint. After seeing the flames of Wu Jian, he twisted his ankle and flexibly passed Wu Jian, and then kicked his knee into a whip and whipped Qin Long's head hard.

Cha Ge wanted to kill Qin Long. As early as the moment he fought Qin Long, he knew that the other party was really just a foundation-building monk. But stopping now would be equivalent to admitting that the other party had defeated his own men. This was something Cha Ge would never do.

allowed.

In this case, the only option is to kill Qin Long directly. The spiritual energy on the monk's body will soon dissipate when he dies. When the time comes, there will be no proof. He alone has the final say whether it is a gentle fire or a martial fire.

"Despicable!" Wu Jian cursed loudly.

Wu Jian, who had put on a defensive posture and was ready to receive the attack, was in front of him. When he came to his senses, the whip leg was about to hit Qin Long. In desperation, he could only use his last move.

"Will-o'-the-wisp!"

With the fierce shouting, Wu Jian's eyes were red and several red lines climbed up his body, and he slammed into Cha Ge with indomitable strength.

Boom!

Chage didn't expect that he could be rescued in time under such circumstances. He felt as if his waist and abdomen had been hit by a giant hammer, and he was knocked into the air before he could change his move.

Even though Cha Ge was knocked away, he still didn't forget to attack Qin Long. He twisted his body in the air and fired out a burst of spiritual energy, trying to take Qin Long's life.

Wu Jian threw out a ball of fire to block the spiritual energy. The opponent's pressing step by step also made him understand one thing. If he wanted to save Qin Long, he must first defeat Cha Ge.

Fire attribute monks are not good at defense, and most of their skills are geared toward attacking and killing. Offense is the best defense. If you can't stop the opponent's secret moves, just kill them directly.

Wu Jian roared loudly, and the red flames on his body became more powerful out of thin air. The power of the red streaks on the ghost fire had been pushed to the limit by him, and his whole body turned into a flaming meteor and rushed towards Cha Ge.

"Red Flame Fist, that is a technique that can rival the Heavenly Level." Some of the monks onlookers shouted out as they recognized the technique used by Wu Jian.

The Red Flame Fist is an extension of the will-o'-the-wisp technique. Although it is only an upgraded version of the human-level technique, the Flame Fist, its power can compete with that of the heaven-level technique. The most terrifying thing is that it is not the red flame.

Direct damage from punches.

After being hit by a red flame fist, the remaining spiritual fire can burn on the body surface. The more times it is hit, the more lasting the damage caused by the spiritual fire, and it can even burn the victim alive.

The fiery fists of Wu Jian brought out a large fist shadow to attack Cha Ge in an attempt to defeat him in the shortest time. Cha Ge was also a monk who had experienced combat, and he used his legs to attack quickly to destroy those spiritual energy.

All the flames were blocked outside.

The two faced each other, and the whole place suddenly fell into a state of anxiety. The sword's spiritual energy flames could not stop Cha Ge, and the opponent's skills seemed to have reached the end of their strength, and they were panting and waiting for his spiritual energy to be exhausted first.

The attack of the Red Flame Fist is very fierce, and the disadvantage is also very eye-catching, that is, it consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy. In just a few breaths of offensive, most of the sword has been withdrawn. After eliminating the consumption of the will-o'-the-wisp, there are not many opportunities for him to take action.

Already.

"Bastard, you can't do it anymore." During the stalemate, Cha Ge said mockingly. He knew that such an explosive attack wouldn't last long.

"You are the bastard, Yanlang!"

Wu Jian put his hands in front of him, took a deep breath and exhaled all the spiritual energy in his belly.

Blah blah blah.

As the spiritual energy is released, a stream of red spiritual energy spurts out from Wu Jian's mouth and turns into leaping flames after passing through the palm of his hand. Layer by layer, a sea of ​​flames will actually appear in front of Cha Ge.

Seeing the sea of ​​fire surrounding Cha Ge, Wu Jian immediately removed his hands and ran towards Qin Long. The top priority now was to take Qin Long away. He had just taken a few moves from Cha Ge, and now his situation was definitely not optimistic.

"Did I let you go?"

An eerie and cold voice came from the depths of the sea of ​​fire, and at the same time a blue light shot straight out from the jumping flames. Inside the blue light, there seemed to be a familiar appearance of a martial arts sword. It was the disgusting shape of tea leaves.

face.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing Cha Ge who was safe and sound, Wu Jian was panicked. Although he did not have the strength to emit the strongest wave of flames, he was able to trap a fellow cultivator and there was no trace of burning on Cha Ge's body.

Obviously unreasonable.

"That's why I said you are a bastard. Nothing is impossible in a fight." Cha Ge raised his fist with an evil smile, and a light layer of ice crystals condensed on it.

Hurry and get out of the way, I can't block his attack.

Wu Jian's heart was roaring, but Qin Long, who was still unconscious behind him, did not allow him to do so. He raised his arms to protect his heart, and layers of flame barriers stretched in his hands. Those were the last spiritual energy in Wu Jian's body.

"Being able to see my true strength before death can be considered a gift to you. Just accept your death. Top-level Heavenly Rank: Ice Mist Art."

As Cha Ge's fist fell, the beating flames condensed for a moment and then extinguished violently, then exploded into white ice shards flying in the sky, freezing the sword firmly in place.

Those tiny ice chips seemed to be very fragile. They turned into water mist and floated in the air just under the breeze. For a while, the entire site seemed to be covered by heavy fog, making it hazy to look around.

Wu Jian took a breath, and the mist was blown away by the airflow. However, these harmless mist gave him a great sense of threat.

"Do you know why they are called ice mist?" Cha Ge reached out his hand to touch the floating mist like a narcissist, his tone was calm but his eyes were full of coldness.

As his fingers slid gently, the water droplets in the air condensed into an icy arc scimitar, which grazed Wu Jian's cheek, and a thin blood line immediately appeared on his face.

"You have been showing weakness from the beginning!" Wu Jian finally realized that the opponent seemed to be no match for him, but he was actually pretending. The water mist in the sky was all the aura released by the tea kudzu.

He was careless. He underestimated the enemy by relying on his cultivation of Wenhuo. From the beginning, Cha Ge had no intention of killing Qin Long first. His target had always been himself.

From the moment the will-o'-the-wisp was used, Wu Jian's defeat was doomed.

He first pretended to kill Qin Long to silence him to lure him into action, and then spread a large amount of spiritual energy around to show weakness and wait for the opportunity. Such deep scheming and close planning, Wu Jian lamented in his heart.

"Hahaha, you just want to understand now? It's too late. You are lucky to die under my ice mist."
Chapter completed!