At the moment when the black mist was shattering, dozens of golden spirit sky-devouring insects hidden in it buzzed out, spreading their sharp teeth, and biting towards the blood bear.

"It's ridiculous. The blood bear is a illusion. Will it be afraid of you, a little biting bug?"

Xiong Xuan was extremely arrogant and did not care about this. He punched him out and shook Qin Cheng away again.

The blood bear phantom was indeed as he said. With a few slaps, he knocked all the sky-devouring insects away.

"Xiong Xuan, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

After Qin Cheng stopped his body, he did not retreat again this time, but spoke lightly.

"Haha, this is the third time I have heard you say this. If you have the ability, then come."

Xiong Xuan smiled grimly and rushed out again.

He used the Blood Bear Profound Body, which was already extremely fast, and with the control of the secret space technique, it was even more amazing.

"Thousand-Jin Thunder Prison!"

This time, Qin Cheng did not choose to continue fighting with Xiong Xuan in close combat, but instead thunder and countless blue black thunders blew towards Xiong Xuan.

"Too weak, it's useless."

Xiong Xuan was extremely arrogant and advanced against the thunder.

I used the Blood Bear Xuan Body myself and had tested the strength.

Apart from the fourth-grade immortal art, there is no way to hurt him.

The poisonous fog in Qincheng is useless, the sky-devouring insect is useless, and this thunder is even more useless.

"Slash of the Earth!"

But when Qin Cheng landed on the ground and drew out the bronze sword, the earth collapsed, and countless earthly spirits surged, and he slashed out another shocking sword.

"The power of this sword light is pretty good, and it can become powerful as the monk enlightens the truth. Unfortunately, it is still ineffective for me."

Xiong Xuan sneered, and his fists were blown out, shattering the sword light that had broken through the ground.

After shattering two methods, Xiong Xuan was approaching Qincheng.

"Blood Abyss Palm!"

At this time, a violent palm print with spiritual energy suddenly condensed in front of Qin Cheng.

boom!

This time, Xiong Xuan did not break the palm print like a bamboo shoot.

Instead, he was blasting against the Blood Abyss Palm and retreated like Qin Cheng.

"Fourth-grade magic skills, is this your trump card?"

Xiong Xuan stabilized his body and sneered.

"I know that the Taoist sing is not my opponent, so I started to use magic. But I am afraid that it will make you desperate. The blood bear mysterious body of our Xiong family is undefeated."

"You can use the fourth-grade immortal arts, but you are just evenly matched by me, but how many fists and kicks can I shoot out, and how many opportunities can you have when the palm prints you condensed."

Xiong Xuan laughed and rushed over again.

Qin Cheng also used the Blood Abyss Palm again.

Next, the process seemed to be repeated.

Every time Xiong Xuan rushed up, Qin Cheng would shoot a Blood Abyss Palm.

Xiong Xuan seemed to be unable to do anything about this technique, so the situation became stiff.

"This kid looks so stupid."

When Yan Song saw this scene in the Taoist temple, he touched his chin.

Xiong Xuan only relies on the mysterious body to fight, and he used the fourth-grade immortal arts. Although it seemed to be evenly matched, over time, the consumption of this son's spiritual energy must be much greater than Xiong Xuan.

Especially Qin Cheng is still in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm, and at the spiritual level, he is not as good as Xiong Xuan.

Looking at this way, I don’t think that this person can make Xiong Xuan suffer a great disaster of life and death.

But your own hexagram should not make any mistakes.

At least there will be no such big deviation.

Could it be that in this scene, there are details that I have not captured?

Yan Song narrowed his eyes and observed carefully.


Chapter completed!