"What exactly are you practicing?"

The pain in Wei Tong's abdomen was unbearable, and the competing spiritual energy made him so painful that he wished he could just take out his Dantian to end this pain like a knife.

To be honest, Qin Long didn't know what kind of skills he practiced.

At first, he thought he was cultivating internal power and practicing the Nine-turn Golden Body. However, this technique was different from the strict cultivation conditions in his memory. It was extremely arbitrary and powerful. After successively integrating other spiritual energies, what he cultivated had changed.

It has become four different things. If I insist on saying so, it may be regarded as the Taoist magic of ancient China.

Looking at Wei Tong struggling on the ground, Qin Long was a little confused.

The palm just now has drained the essence from the body, the spiritual energy and essence are empty, and the Jingmen has finally closed.

A sore, numb, and itchy feeling replaced the surging sense of strength and appeared in every joint of the body. Qin Long felt like an overused old machine in urgent need of rest. The slow fire realm that originally appeared quickly fell back to the foundation.

"Foundation Establishment Realm Monk."

Wei Tong's eyes were full of disbelief. He didn't expect that he would be defeated by a foundation-building child who was two realms away, and he would be defeated so miserably.

"Wei Tong! Just forget about fighting Hong Li on weekdays. If you break the rules of the black market today, no one can protect you. Just let us capture you!"

As soon as the dust settled, the sound of gloating came from not far away, and an old man with stern eyes suddenly appeared not far from the battle circle.

This is one of the three most powerful families in the black market. The head of the Luo family, Luo Yutian, the Hong family, the Luo family, and the Chen family are three pillars of the black market.

But starting from today, the Hong family will cease to exist.

Luo Yutian obviously wasn't here to uphold justice, otherwise he wouldn't have waited for the battle to end before finally showing his true form. His purpose was obvious, to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight and finally collect what he deserved as a hunter.

He stretched out his hand to explore, and the space bag on Wei Tong's waist was picked up by Luo Yutian. Just as he was about to take it back, another spiritual energy snatched the space bag away in the air.

"Old man Luo, aren't you a little too shameless?"

The frivolous and careless tone made Luo Yutian's expression plummet, and he waved his palm across to regain ownership of the space bag.

"Qiang!"

A golden arrow command dispersed Luo Yutian's spiritual energy and nailed the space bag to the ground. The golden light faded away, and the sword command was just an ordinary stone.

"Chen Liao, don't bully me too much. Don't really think that I don't dare to fight you!"

Luo Yutian was robbed twice and was in a very bad mood. His spiritual energy was swaying in his sleeves and robes, as if he was preparing for a fight.

"You old dog is so shameless. Then Hong Li and Wei Tong were beaten to death. Now that the storm has subsided, you come here to pick up the leaks. What did you do a long time ago? No wonder you have a pair of rat-like eyebrows."

A man appeared at some point on the other side of the ruins of the Hong family. He was holding a folding fan in his hand. He did look elegant, but the narrow eyes on his face made people feel disgusted.

"I'm afraid this isn't a good thing either."

Qin Long in the center of the ruins only glanced at Chen Liao, and felt a slippery and cold feeling in his heart, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake and felt uncomfortable all over his body.

On the other hand, Luo Yutian, who was opposite him, had a somewhat perverse personality but was quite upright in his actions. It should be much easier to deal with than Chen Liao. Once they met, Qin Long had already made an evaluation of the two of them.

The corners of Luo Yuqiang's eyes twitched, and he blew his beard and stared for a moment, but never made any substantive move. Instead, his spiritual energy finally calmed down and he started discussing with Chen Liao.

"The same goes for you! Tell me, how much do you want from the Hong family and Wei Tong? If you try to use deceit again this time, I will risk my life to make you look good."

"Old man, if it's useless, there's no need to say it again and again. The soul-stealing sword and Wei Tong's space bag belong to me, and you take the rest." Chen Liao said calmly while waving his folding fan.

"What the hell are you dreaming about? The Soul Stealing Sword and Wei Tong's Five Mountains Palm are not good things. It's like you take them all by yourself. Do you really think that I'm leaving my family alone?"

When the two opened their mouths, they actually shared with Chen Liao the wealth that Qin Long had fought so hard for.

Luo Yutian exploded immediately, and with a thunderbolt from his wrist, he hit Chen Liao with a thunderous palm. The spiritual energy rolled out, and a long bolt crossed the entire ruins of the Hong family and hit Chen Liao directly.

"Crack."

Chen Liao closed the folding fan in his hand and struck hard against the incoming palm print. The palm print was split open by the folding fan and turned into pieces of spiritual energy that dissipated in the air.

"In the late stage of Wuhuo, no wonder you are so arrogant today. It turns out that your cultivation has improved a bit. It seems that if I don't fight with you today, I really won't be able to get what I want."

Although Luo Yutian's palm print was shattered, Chen Liao had a wary look in his eyes, and he did not open the folding fan again, but clenched it tightly in his palm.

The monks who were watching held their breaths. Luo Yutian and Chen Liao were the two strongest monks outside the black market. Hong Li and Wei Tong were dead. If they fought with each other, the overlord outside the black market would emerge victorious today.

Just when the two were in a stalemate and were ready to take action, a strange voice in the ruins broke the silence.

"I said, I killed the person, and the things should also belong to me. Who are you, and why are you fighting here?"

Luo Yutian and Chen Liao were stunned when they heard this. Everyone looked for the sound and found Qin Long among the ruins.

He was just a foundation-building monk, and his presence was too weak. If he hadn't taken the initiative to speak out, no one would have noticed him.

There was only one thought in the minds of the spectators. Is this kid crazy? Those are Luo Yutian and Chen Liao. They can crush him to death with just their fingers. Are they really not afraid of death when they talk like this?

"Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

Two detection auras were thrown at Qin Long. Luo Yutian saw his foundation-building skills and sneered and spoke first.

Although Chen Liao did not speak, there was a slight anger in his venomous snake eyes, and the folding fan in his hand glowed with a faint golden light, ready to kill Qin Long at any time.

"Of course I know, they are just two arrogant idiots." Qin Long picked up the soul-stealing sword and the space bag and said leisurely.

"court death!"

The expressions of Luo Yutian and Chen Liao changed, and they struck Qin Long instantly with their palm prints and a golden light.

The palm struck the chest, and the golden light went straight to the throat. Both hands were deadly moves.

"What a cruel method!"

However, Qin Long is really not afraid of these two local snakes in the black market now. His eyes are staring at the two figures walking slowly not far away. Among them, the man is staring at Chen Liao solemnly, and the woman is wearing white clothes and wearing a hat.

Li Mao was looking at Qin Long through the gauze with great interest.

The two people who came were none other than Shuangyue and the middle-aged man who had been following her.

Just when the palm print and golden light were about to take Qin Long's life, Shuang Yue, who had been staring at Qin Long, nodded slightly.

"brush!"

Two strands of energy flew out of the middle-aged man's hand, and stopped in front of Qin Long first. The palm prints shattered silently, and the golden light was scattered with a crisp clang. What was wrapped inside was actually a
Chapter completed!