"Tatatata..."

In the first cell, the former ruthless "Kuai Sha Dao" was trembling crazily, his two rows of teeth kept chatting, and he kept saying "He's coming, he's coming", and he was extremely frightened.

Madness made Fan Zhun lose his mind, but it also made his intuition sharper. He could detect Qin Yang's changes better than others.

That's why Fan Zhun had such a strong reaction when Qin Yang approached.

Fortunately, Qin Yang did not choose to walk into this cell. He just stayed outside the door for a moment and sneered, "It is useless for people who are afraid."

Then, he walked directly through the cell.

Fan Zhun lost all his courage, and his spiritual imprint could not bring any tempering effect to Qin Yang. As for the true energy...

Qin Yang shook his head with some regret, "Seizing the true energy is of no use to me anymore."

The standard of Marrow Training Realm is much higher than the previous realm, and absorbing a Fan Zhun is really not of much use to Qin Yang. These days, Qin Yang relies more on eating a lot of food and medicinal materials to practice.

Of course, eating like this will result in an increase in the number of bowel movements. If he practices more diligently and eats more, Qin Yang will need to have bowel movements twice a day.

Qin Yang's complexion turned dark when he thought of the great relief twice a day, and his desire for the "Feng Feng Drinking Dew" technique increased again.

Immortals don't poop, and so should human immortals. Qin Yang, who practiced human immortal martial arts, first set a small goal and never had a big solution.

Qin Yang, who had a somewhat grim look on his face, walked to the second cell, pressed his hand on the iron door and suddenly exerted force. With a "boom", the iron door was pushed open by a strange force, and the door lock was broken.

Qin Yang strolled into the cell and looked at the slovenly figure lying cross-legged on the ground.

"Zhang Nansheng," he called the man's name, "I heard that you killed Ying Ye, and you killed three hundred of your men."

"Although most of them are ordinary people who don't know how to fight, Qin hopes that you are not the kind of person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Otherwise, Qin will be very disappointed."

If Nan Sheng loses his courage like Fan Zhun, then his value to Qin Yang will be gone. Qin Yang doesn't want to be disappointed again.

Zhang Nansheng slowly raised his head and revealed a sinister smile, "If you are afraid of the weak and afraid of the strong, you can give it a try."

Sweat dripped from his palms, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart, but more than fear, he didn't want to die.

Without seeing Qin Yang, Zhang Nansheng would not have thought of Qin Yang's terror. Just facing those eyes made him feel destroyed.

That is power, a strong and pure power.

Qin Yang exuded an awe-inspiring feeling of power all over his body, making everyone who saw him feel cowardly and afraid to face him.

Zhang Nansheng would also feel fear and feel cowardly, but when he thought about being killed, this cowardice disappeared.

If you have not seen death, you will not think of the preciousness of life.

Zhang Nansheng watched Qin Yang approaching step by step, and couldn't help but tighten the chains with his hands.

Qin Yang walked within three feet.

"Drink!"

Zhang Nansheng shouted loudly, grabbed the chain with both hands, wrapped his hand around Qin Yang's right arm, then quickly wrapped it around his neck and locked it tightly.

It worked.

He didn't expect to be able to control the vital points of this vicious demon so easily, and something wrong flashed in his heart. But the hope that followed quickly suppressed this feeling.

"Let me go!"

Tightening the chain with both hands, Zhang Nansheng's eyes were so excited that he didn't notice Qin Yang's face.

He just wanted to catch this important person and force the jailer outside to let him go so that he could see the light of day again.

"Well," Qin Yang nodded with satisfaction, "very good fighting spirit."

The entangled right hand was raised slowly but firmly, and clasped the top of Zhang Nansheng's head. A strong suction force was generated, quickly sucking Zhang Nansheng's energy.

He really has a very good fighting spirit and a strong desire to survive. This fighting spirit and desire allowed Zhang Nansheng to unleash great potential and also made his Qi very active.

This is exactly what Qin Yang wants to see.

"you!"

Zhang Nansheng was furious and tightened the chain with both hands, "This is asking for death!!"

Even though his life is in his own hands, he still dares to absorb his own Qi. Does he really think that Zhang Nansheng doesn't dare to kill anyone?

Faced with a desperate situation, the prisoner rose up to resist, with veins popping out in his hands and pulling the chains to both sides with the ferocity of a trapped animal.

"That's right, it's this fierceness and hatred." Qin Yang looked at this crazy trapped beast and became more and more satisfied.

The harder the opponent struggles, the more impatient the Qi will be, and the stronger the effect on training the fist will be.

As for the chain choke...

Did you see Qin Yang frowning? The iron chain was twisted for a long time, but not even a trace of blood came out. It was of no use at all.

The true energy was continuously being captured, flowing into Qin Yang's body, and violently colliding with Qin Yang's true energy. At the same time, the fist's intention was renewed, and the blood energy rose behind Qin Yang, and a bloody dragon shadow faintly appeared.

The dragon is not the golden dragon at the feet of the mighty Tianlong Bodhisattva, but the form of Qin Yang's fist.

The dragon is a species that did not exist in Qin Yang's previous life. It is illusory and made up by the ancestors. It is a virtual creature that only exists in totems and not in the biological world, because it is

A complex composed of many different totems.

The ancestors worshiped a certain animal or plant as a belief, worshiped its advantages, and used it as a totem. The dragon totem combines the characteristics of a variety of animals, with the ability to "be big and small, to rise and to hide; when it is big, it stirs up the clouds."

"When fog is small, it hides its form; when it rises, it soars in the universe; when it is hidden, it lurks within the waves."

In the eyes of the ancestors, this is a collection of advantages and a perfect creature.

And what Qin Yang wants is this perfect artistic conception.

His fist intention is that of a dragon, but it is not a dragon. Its true essence is perfection!

Perfection is like the totem of the dragon. It is illusory and does not exist, but just because it does not exist, it is worth pursuing. Because...

"When we practice martial arts, we are moving towards perfection that does not exist. If perfection exists, how can we call it perfection?"

Because it does not exist, what is perfect, existing, and replicable can only be said to be ordinary. And Qin Yang's goal is to turn this non-existence into existence.

Qin Yang's eyes flashed with light, and a phantom of a dragon claw fell, shattering Zhang Nansheng's spiritual imprint. At the same time, the martial arts insights in the imprint were also absorbed by the fist and turned into nutrients.

Since it is perfect, it naturally needs to be accessible to all. The martial arts insights in these spiritual imprints will become the cornerstone of perfection.
Chapter completed!