Not to mention Ying Qingqing, Xia Jun almost forgot that his Blade Warrior was also a divine envoy. Although his name was somewhat unworthy of his name, even the God of Slaughter had fallen, but in the end, he was still a member of the divine envoy.

Moreover, killing the divine envoy can reveal his innate skills. Xia Jun's eyes immediately lit up. What he lacks most now is skills!

A Zangetsu Zhan can no longer keep up with the speed at which his strength is increasing.

"I hope by killing you, I can reveal a good skill!"

Xia Jun's body was full of fighting spirit. He held the knife in both hands and rushed towards Ying Qingqing. He did not use any skills, because the attack skills he had mastered so far were just a joke in front of the divine envoy.

In this case, it is better to rush forward and engage in close combat, relying on the advantage of strong basic attack power to kill the opponent.

"As expected, he is an ant. He probably doesn't even know what a divine envoy is. It's true that the ignorant are fearless!" A group of Shadow Clan sneered when they saw Xia Jun rushing towards them.

Ying Qingqing's eyes were also cold. He raised his head, and a terrifying wave of dark light roared out.

"break!"

Xia Jun held the Tiger Soul Saber tightly with both hands and slashed towards the light wave from top to bottom. The light wave was immediately cut into two halves and dissipated in the air.

But at this moment, Ying Wuqing's figure suddenly rushed in front of Xia Jun. The speed was so fast that in almost the blink of an eye, Xia Jun felt that there was another person in front of him.

"Death!" Ying Qingqing looked indifferent. Even though his strength was suppressed, he was still as fast as a ghost. He rushed to Xia Jun quickly and smashed down hard with his fist filled with black light.

block!

Xia Jun hurriedly used the Tiger Soul Saber to block, but felt an unmatched force coming from him, and his body immediately flew backwards. Fortunately, at the critical moment, eight long legs suddenly stretched out from behind him, shaking and helping.

He stabilized his body.

"It's Xiao Hei, hiding behind me, helping me right now!" Xia Jun's face turned red, and he received a punch from Ying Qingqing, feeling the energy and blood in his body churning violently.

If Xiao Hei hadn't taken action at the critical moment and stabilized him, he might have fallen to the ground and made a fool of himself.

"Ant, you have many tricks, but in front of me, you have no choice but to lie down! Suffer death, dark light wave!"

boom!

Ying Qingqing punched out again, and at the same time, his footsteps moved continuously, following closely behind the skill, waiting for an opportunity to get closer.

"receive!"

Xia Jun conveyed a simple thought and asked Xiao Hei to retract his long legs. Then, a bright knife slashed out, cutting through the light wave in front of him.

When his strength reached his level, ordinary skills could no longer harm him. Unless Ying Wuqing used level nine skills, he wouldn't care at all.

Ying Qingqing also knew this, but his strength was suppressed and his level nine skills could not be used at all. He could only use basic attack power to attack.

Just when Xia Jun broke through the skill light wave, his fist flashed with black light and struck Xia Jun in the face again.

"Come again? The same move is no longer useful to me!" While cutting through the light wave, the knife in Xia Jun's hand did not pause, rotated in a circle, and quickly retreated forward, facing Ying Wuqing's fist.

offset this blow.

The violent power caused the two of them to retreat at the same time. Although Ying Qingqing was at a high level and very strong, when his strength was suppressed, there was nothing he could do to Xia Jun.

"Come again! If you have any skills, use them all!" After blocking two attacks in a row, Xia Jun discovered that Ying Qingqing was nothing more than that.

At least on Earth, these Shadow Clan can't do anything to him. He stepped hard on the ground, caught the reaction force, increased his initial speed, and rushed in front of Shadow Wuqing again, with a single blow.

It has to be said that Xia Jun's grasp of the form was very good. When he attacked, Ying Qingqing happened to be retreating and could not defend effectively. When he saw Xia Jun slashing at him with his sword, Ying Wuqing only had time to release a wave of dark light.

"cut!"

Xia Jun sneered, and the sword glow became even brighter. The eight-level dark light wave was easily defeated by him! He stepped on the steps, waved the sword, and still approached Ying Qingwu.

"Ant! You've angered me!"

Although the dark light wave was defeated, Ying Qingqing took advantage of this time to retreat to a safe distance, but even so, he still felt humiliated!

He, the dignified divine envoy, was forced to retreat by an ant in full view of everyone!

"Ah, go to hell! I will eat your soul! The black snake takes the soul!" Ying Qingqing let out a loud roar, and suddenly a thick black smoke floated out of his mouth, and the black smoke changed in the wind,

It transformed into a gloomy and terrifying dark monster. It had cold eyes, opened its big mouth, and bit Xia Jun.

The nearby Shadow Clan was surprised again and said in disbelief: "This human being is so terrifying. The Holy Son was forced to use spiritual attacks!"

"No matter how powerful he is, he is still an ant! Being able to die under the black snake is considered his blessing!" Ying Lao snorted disdainfully and looked up at the sky. From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Xia Jun.

Ying Qingqing, whose spirit transformed into a black snake, laughed coldly and said loudly: "Ant, you saw it! This is the difference between you and me. Now, in my name, I grant you death!"

"roar!"

The black snake in the sky roared, opened its mouth, and was about to swallow Xia Jun in one gulp.

"You're thinking too much!" Xia Jun said coldly. A terrifying killing intent rose from his body into the sky, and then turned into a bloody knife and stabbed directly into the seven inches of the black snake. Killing it.

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"ah!"

Ying Qingqing screamed, the black snake was transformed by his spirit. The black snake was attacked, and his spirit was also severely injured. He held his head in extreme pain and continued to retreat.

Xia Jun also groaned, his head buzzing. After all, Ying Wuqing's mental power was stronger than him. Although he killed the black snake, his mental power was exhausted in an instant. He just relied on a will to silently bear the pain in his mind.

The sting.

"What a weird boy, he has awakened his spiritual power! Holy Son, take the Awakening Pill quickly!" The old man was shocked, but his movements were not slow. He flicked out a fragrant pill and sent it in.

Shadow's ruthless mouth.

After taking the elixir, Ying Wuqing's spirit was instantly filled, and he regained his energetic appearance. He became a dragon and a tiger, and even his aura was slightly improved.

"Despicable!" The Black Prince and the others were angry, and a woman even cursed: "Don't you feel embarrassed if you are like this?"

"Noisy! It's not the turn of you ants to blame us for what the Shadow Clan is doing!" Shadow Elder said indifferently. Since they have already intervened, he simply intervened to the end and ordered sternly: "This kid is no longer able to fight anymore. Let's go together.

Kill him!"

"Yes!" A group of Shadow Clan had already been ready to make a move. Upon hearing the Shadow Elder's order, they launched an attack together.

Xia Jun didn't speak, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his pale face. This is the Shadow Clan. If he can't be beaten, he wants to fight in a group, but how can he be afraid!

A ball exuding strong spiritual fluctuations appeared in Xia Jun's hand. Without hesitation, he swallowed it in one gulp.

"You took the spiritual source and your mental power has improved slightly!"

The source of spiritual energy is formed from the eyes of the Eight-Eyed Demonic Spider. It can not only improve mental power, but also instantly restore the consumed mental power. As soon as he ate it, Xia Jun's pale face turned around instantly and he became energetic.

Unable to fight anymore, he wanted to see how these Shadow Clan would kill him!

"Wait a minute! This human must be killed with my own hands! I want to devour his soul myself and let him die in endless pain? Only in this way can I eliminate my anger!"

Ying Qingqing interrupted the attack of the Shadow Clan, and then walked forward again with an indifferent expression. Seeing Xia Jun's rosy face, Ying Wuqing's face revealed a sinister smile, and said in a deep voice: "Very good, you are like this

, I feel more happy when I kill her! It’s not just you, that woman must be your sister, I want you to see her with your own eyes and become my slave girl!”

"Ying Qingqing, how dare you do something to my sister!" Xia Jun was angry, his murderous intention was more solemn than ever before. He could tolerate others looking down on him, but if anyone dared to touch Xiao Yu, he would make that person regret it for the rest of his life.

!

"kill!"

Xia Jun roared, and a terrifying spiritual storm roared out, then turned into a bloody knife and rushed towards Ying Wuqing in an instant.

"Such a strong mental power, but I am a divine envoy. Low-class people like you will never be able to surpass me in my life!" A dark, strange beast emerged from behind Ying Qingqing, blocking Xia Jun's bloody knife, but did not attack.

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Xia Jun didn't really stab him. His spiritual energy was limited and he couldn't waste it. If he wanted to attack, he had to kill him with one hit!

"Use physical attacks to decide the outcome! Human being, let you see my ultimate secret, the meaning of fists!" Ying Qingqing also did not dare to attack with spirit, but instead used fists, his body flashed, and he rushed to Xia Jun in an instant

In front of him, an ordinary straight punch was thrown, and the surrounding space was destroyed and turned into nothingness.

"That's..."

Xia Jun looked shocked. How could an ordinary punch cause such attack power? He vaguely seemed to feel that this punch was filled with a terrifying artistic conception, the artistic conception of a fist!

bump!

Unable to withstand it, even though Xia Jun had concentrated all his strength to swing his sword, he still could not block this terrifying force. His body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, plowing a deep ravine on the ground.

Wow!

After rowing for dozens of meters continuously, Xia Jun finally stabilized his body and did not fall. However, he could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes lit up. He seemed to have understood from the punch just now.

What.,

It's just that I'm a little short of it and can't fully understand it.

"Xia Jun, are you okay?" Not far away, the Black Prince asked worriedly, and even had the urge to come over to help in the battle. After all, these shadows were ruthless and too strong. But Xia Jun alone could easily defeat them.

"It's okay! Don't come over!"

After taking a breath and stabilizing his injuries, Xia Jun hurriedly stopped the Black Prince and others from coming over. Once they came over, they would definitely attract the Shadow Clan to take action, which would only increase casualties.

After saying that, Xia Jun held the sword tightly and walked towards Ying Qingqing again.

"Struggle to the death!" Ying Qingqing smiled disdainfully and said coldly: "Human, you are very strong, but in front of me who understands the meaning of the fist, you are just an ant! Now, I will give you the last punch to end this.

A battle!”

"boom!"

Another Ping Ping punch came out, but it felt like the sky was filled with terrifying fist shadows. As soon as this punch came out, everything in the world seemed to disappear, except for that terrifying fist.

The fist fell down like a meteor.

"That's what it feels like!"

Seeing Ying Qingqing throw such a terrifying punch, Xia Jun was involuntarily overjoyed. He tried his best to widen his eyes, looked at the fist, and then raised his knife to block it.

bump!

Not surprisingly, Xia Jun's body was blasted away again. If Xiao Hei hadn't helped him use his long legs to offset part of the force, Xia Jun might have been seriously injured on the spot.

Even so, Xia Jun's current condition is not very good. He feels that all the bones in his body are about to fall apart. If he receives a punch, he may be killed instantly.

However, Xia Jun did not flinch, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. For him who lacked skills, the artistic conception of boxing was undoubtedly a powerful way.

"This artistic conception is so familiar. It seems that I have grasped something in my heart, but it is not thorough enough!"
Chapter completed!