"Uncle Martial Sword Master."

Seeing the sword with blood flowing across it, Qin Long couldn't help but rush to the opponent's side.

"He is still a child after all."

Wei Tong couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart in the dust mist. The black figure in front of Qin Long didn't move at all, but a long frost sword suddenly appeared in the soil beside him and stabbed Qin Long's dantian.

"I've been on guard against this move from you for a long time."

Turning around, he easily cut off the transparent blade with the soul-stealing sword in his hand. He put one hand on the ground and kicked his legs hard to activate the Yin-Yang Fish that had been brewing in him for a long time.

"Inch line!"

The golden light on the soul-stealing sword pulled out a long straight line and stabbed into the soil not far away.

"Heavy mountains!"

The black figure directly opposite hit him with a palm, and if he didn't use the soul-stealing counterattack, it would probably smash his head directly.

Facing the first blow, Qin Long had no idea of ​​stopping it. The soul-stealing sword stabbing into the soil remained motionless. The moment the tip of the sword was about to touch the ground, a small translucent ice shield suddenly appeared.

Ding dong!

The ice shield was so hard that even the sharp tip of the soul-stealing sword couldn't break it, leaving a white mark and being bounced away.

"What a hard ice shield."

Qin Long's palms went numb for a while, and he was able to block the soul-stealing sword head-on. The ice shield was harder than the bone fragments he had made.

The ice shield in Wei Tong's hand seemed to be unable to be used for too long, and he immediately put it away after blocking the soul-stealing sword.

"How did you find me?"

Wei Tong, who was hiding in the mud, appeared in the distance. The dark shadow of the dummy lost its meaning of existence and turned into a muddy ground.

Wei Tong's move can perfectly blend him into the mire. The two auras of water and earth are mixed together. Even if the Jindan monk comes, he will not be able to find him without destroying the mire. Qin Long can easily find him.

Wei Tong was extremely surprised by his true identity.

"Just feel it."

Naturally, Qin Long would not tell the other party that with the help of the yin-yang fish, the five senses had been improved to the extreme. He could detect dangers lurking nearby without using his eyes and spiritual sense, unless Wei Tong stopped breathing, his blood stopped, and his heart stopped beating.

But that is impossible. Although the martial fire realm monks are already superior in strength, they are still in the category of mortals. The spiritual energy is only an auxiliary. Without the foundation of the body and bones, no matter how strong they are, they will turn into corpses.

"Then I want to see if you can escape the palm of your hand and descend to the mountain based on your feeling."

Wei Tong reached out and pinched the air, and the dust floating in the sky instantly condensed together. A small mountain peak gathered above Qin Long's head and suddenly crashed down.

"Earth-based spiritual energy moves are really easy to dodge. Can you really hit someone at such a speed?"

Wei Tong's attack speed was no longer slow, but the unique thickness of earth spiritual energy was not what he wanted to do quickly. Qin Long picked up the unconscious Wu Jian and was about to leave, but felt that the ground under his feet suddenly softened, and half of his calf had already

Sinking into the mud.

"Oops, I forgot about this swamp."

"Trapped in the mountains."

Qin Long felt bad and stretched out his arms to throw the sword away, but the dust and mist around him entangled his limbs.

"Heavy mountains."

Wei Tong stretched out his lowered palm again, and a huge palm print appeared again in the dust mist.

After three palms, Wei Tong's forehead was covered with sweat. This was the Five Mountains Palm he practiced, and the two mountains were Heshan Mountain and Bengshan Mountain. The appearance of the five mountains together was very powerful, plus his own water spiritual practice of Ice Mist Art and Fusion.

Coming out of the quagmire, the chance of winning against a martial fire cultivator is over 90%.

But the Wuyue Palm consumes too much, and Wei Tong doesn't dare to have any reservations when facing the pursuers who don't know when they will appear. Moreover, Qin Long is not only a foundation-building monk. People who use the Five Palms will die, but the bodies may have been photographed.

If it turns into powder, how can he use people to exchange money at Li's house?

The light dust mist turned into silk threads and wrapped around Qin Long's limbs, becoming extremely tough. No matter how hard he pulled, the threads became stronger. The spiritual fire burned them and made them stronger.

"This earth aura is really annoying." Qin Long failed to pull the thread apart and turned his wrist to cut it off. Unexpectedly, the broken threads turned into dust and mist and were connected again. The flames dancing in his dantian made his emotions

It became unstable again.

Looking up, I saw that the mountain peak above my head had dropped halfway, and the palm prints in front of me were approaching.

The heavy mountain passed through his body and broke all his ribs. It took him almost all his energy to repair them. Qin Long didn't want to experience the feeling of fragmentation a second time, let alone the suffocating and heavy mountain above his head.

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A strong feeling of palpitations swept through Qin Long's body. It was fear, the fear of facing the impending death.

Dong Dong.

Just when Qin Long was stunned, the flames burning on the Bagua small plate suddenly jumped. An inexplicable emotion dissipated the fear as the flames dissipated. The spiritual fire was urging him to escape from this place.

Will die, will die, will die.

The shadow of death has enveloped him, and Qin Long knew that he would definitely die if the mountain fell on his head.

The sixth sense desperately urged Qin Long to leave the area shrouded in the shadow of the mountains.

The instinct to survive drove him crazy, and the fear of death took over.ωωw.

He pulled his arm desperately, trying to break it and escape, but the silk restraint prevented him from moving.

Dong Dong.

The spiritual fire trembled again, and anxious emotions replaced heart palpitations spreading in Qin Long's body.

Boom, boom, boom.

As the flames beat faster and faster, the trembling Dantian gradually converged with the beating speed of Qin Long's heart, and the billowing heat emitted by the spiritual fire filled Qin Long's entire Dantian.

The fear of death in his heart finally disappeared, replaced by another strong emotion. Although there was some scratching in his heart, he knew that it was not anxiety, but stemmed from an ancient emotion that was born from fear but could restrain it, anger.

Driven by this wild force, Qin Long finally stopped struggling needlessly, and the pure spiritual energy tempered by the spiritual fire in his Dantian was injected into the meridians at both ends of his waist and back.

"Rampage."

Two hot spiritual currents rushed straight into his brain and collided, but the expected explosion did not appear. As the spiritual fire beat, a feeling of integration emerged from his Dantian, and the billowing heat swept through his body. This time Qin Long

Perfectly controlled the power of violence.

The small Bagua plate filled with flames shook slightly, and the skill that had not progressed for a long time in the sea of ​​​​consciousness reappeared.

The sixth turn of the Nine Turns of Qimen: Jingmen.

Dunjia Golden Body Technique: Sparkling Misty.

The content of the skill was instantly accepted by the sea of ​​consciousness, and Qin Long naturally mastered the method of performing the misty sparks. However, the feeling coming from touching Jingmen was blank, as if the skill only contained these two words.

"The sparks are misty!"

Zhong Shanyue had already been photographed in front of his face. He didn't care to think about why the content of Jingmen was not shown. If he didn't hide from him, he would have no time. Qin Long shouted and activated Spark Piaomiao.
Chapter completed!