Yan Tuo dived down and punched out, and the red space trembled slightly.

Bang!

Qin Cheng raised his hand to block it, and his figure moved backwards, and at the same time shook Yan Tuo back. But the two evil spirits suddenly flew out of Yan Tuo's arms. They screamed and rushed towards Qin Cheng like lightning, revealing their sharp claws.

With a sting, two holes were torn in front of Qin Cheng, and blood flowed out.

Qin Cheng's pupils shrank, and his breath released and shook the two evil spirits, using spiritual energy to close the wounds.

"No wonder you said that you can use evil magic skills here without any scruples. It turns out that your Yan family has practiced such a kind of harming arts." Qin Cheng sneered.

"But you are not afraid that I will make this public after I go out."

The cultivation world has always had extremely strict views on the evil demon clan. Even if the Yan family leaned against the Wendao Sect, it would not be possible to save him.

"As long as you can't speak, who knows?" Yan Tuo mocked.

"You want to kill me to silence me." Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes and said.

"Smart." Yan Tuo sneered: "If I use this bloodline field, not only will my strength increase, but I will even use evil skills twice the result with half the effort. You will not be able to go out alive."

"Then you are really cruel, but have you ever thought that I will have some more shameful skills?" Qin Cheng suddenly smiled and said, "What if it is better than you when you use it?"

"Haha, it's ridiculous. What's the foundation of your demon clan? You can't stand it."

Yan Tuo raised his finger with great disdain and said, "Then I'm really curious. Show me and let me see what your trump card is worth scared of."

"Then I'll show you."

Qin Cheng's smile curled a dangerous arc, and his figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Yan Tuo.

He was also looking forward to what Yan Tuo would react when he showed his familiar skills.

"So fast!"

Yan Tuo's eyes moved slightly, and he was secretly shocked. He shouted softly and immediately punched out, trying to knock Qin Cheng back.

Qin Cheng's figure looked like misty smoke. After instantly avoiding it, a golden light burst out, and a golden fist shadow gradually expanded in Yan Tuo's pupils.

Bang!

When the saint's fist was used, Yan Tuo suddenly burst out.

Then Qin Cheng took out the bronze sword, and the Thirteen Slashes of Zhoutian surged again.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine sword lights covered the sky and hit Yan Tuo's body.

A cluster of blue flames then rose in front of Qincheng.

He rushed out again, and a palm filled with flames knocked Yan Tuo away directly, and the scorching flames covered Yan Tuo's entire body.

Qin Cheng's movements were flowing, and Yan Tuo fell on the edge of the blood-colored space and got up in a mess.

"roar!"

Yan Tuo let out a roar, and blood filled his body, shaking out the flames. His eyes were filled with horror and confusion, and he looked at Qin Cheng.

Not only because Qin Cheng used the methods he just used were much more powerful than before, but those magic tricks also gave him a sense of familiarity.

It was as if the one who fought with him just now was not a demon genius, but a familiar enemy.

What happened to this stone fall?

"What method did you just use?"

Yan Tuo stared at Qin Cheng and couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Qin Cheng smiled faintly and said, "Actually, I want to thank you. This magical magic of the demon clan is still not as comfortable as his own magic. In your space, I can also relax."

"What do you mean?"

Yan Tuo's expression subsided, and he suddenly realized that Qincheng's current aura was a little wrong.


Chapter completed!