The personal soldier of the beautiful president

Qin Feng once heard from his master that there is a large family in the martial arts world. Hundreds of years ago, it was an ordinary family of Chinese medicine. A certain ancestor got a lost magic needle by chance—the ghost hand thirteen needles. Soar to the sky and become famous all over the world.

The thirteen needles of the ghost hand are mysterious and unparalleled. They can break yin and yang, determine life and death, and understand cause and effect. The first nine needles are dedicated to treatment.

The last five needles are sharp weapons for killing and killing. With the corresponding mental techniques and footwork, it can be said to be superb, with unpredictable abilities. If practiced to the extreme, you can take people's lives with a single gesture!

This clan has been passed down for hundreds of years, and all members of the clan and their disciples practice the first nine stitches of the Thirteen Ghost Hand Needles, and only the direct bloodlines can practice the last five stitches.

For hundreds of years, this clan has produced several heaven-level martial masters, who have a high reputation in the martial arts world, and now there are several earth-level great masters sitting in the clan.

It is rumored that there is still a hundred-year-old Heavenly Wuzun elder, but he seldom shows up, so no one knows whether it is true or not.

In the past few hundred years, the clan has rescued countless high-ranking officials and nobles, martial arts experts, and some Taishan Beidou in the medical field. Raise your arms and call, it is definitely the response of the heroes, and the power should not be underestimated!

At that time, Qin Feng was very curious about the thirteen needles in the ghost hand, so he asked a few more questions.

The master also talked endlessly, and told him about the thirteen stitches of ghost hands, especially the effect of each stitch, and explained it very carefully.

The thirteen needles of the ghost hand are not a secret. Most people in the martial arts and medical circles know the names and functions of the thirteen needles. However, if you want to learn the thirteen needles of the ghost hand, you must have the corresponding mentality and acupuncture techniques. These two are untold secrets.

He remembered that the tenth stitch of the ghost hand's thirteen stitches was aimed at the warrior's mind, and one stitch of sealing the spirit could turn a warrior into a beast with only attacking instinct left.

Once a high-spirited martial artist will one day become like an animal, even if he is sealed off and loses his senses and thoughts, it is also a kind of sadness.

Moreover, this method cannot be solved by anyone other than the needle performer himself. This is related to the complex brain and nervous system. If there is a slight error, the consequences will be unimaginable, and maybe there will never be a day of soberness.

However, this is nothing to Qin Feng.

If it was in the past, he would definitely not be sure, but now, he is someone who has the magic formula for cultivating immortals. How can such a small matter be difficult for him?

In the inheritance he has, there are many more clever techniques than this.

In his opinion, this kind of magic needle sealing wisdom technique is too low-level. The sealing technique in the inheritance is much more advanced than this. It can seal three souls and seven souls without using external objects.

Qin Feng intends to take action to lift the prisoner's seal, but now he has a very serious problem.

The prisoner has been in a frenzied attack mode now, as soon as he gets close, he will immediately pounce on him, which makes it difficult for him to take out the magic needle in the opponent's brain.

Therefore, he had to think of a way to quiet the prisoner first.

Qin Feng wanted to stun the opponent directly, but it was useless.

The other party has been sealed with his sanity and inner strength these years, like a wild beast that knows how to attack, but because of this, he has polished his body to be extremely strong, with a copper head and iron bones. With his current strength, unless he uses violent force, he is really There is no way to stun the prisoner.

But if you use too much force, you are afraid that it will affect the magic needle in the prisoner's mind.

"It seems that we can only suppress it with brute force."

Qin Feng thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to use force. As long as the opponent is immobilized with strong force, won't he be allowed to do anything then?

Qin Feng took a deep breath, moved his limbs and neck, and rushed forward without hesitation.

He is now very curious about the identity of the prisoner, and that he was imprisoned here in this way. There must be some big secret in it.

For this big secret, he has worked hard enough.

bang bang bang...

The two of them were like lunatics, fist bumping, coming and going in this small cell, very intense.

Even through the thick iron gate and iron wall, the prisoners in the surrounding cells could hear the constant muffled noises and the terrifying breath in the air.

All the suspects in District A looked at Cell No. 8 in horror.

Although they didn't know what happened, they all felt fear from the bottom of their hearts, as if two giant dragons were fighting in cell No. 8.

Just the escaping breath is frightening!

"Nimma, this guy is really perverted, interesting and interesting, it seems that I have to use my housekeeping skills."

An hour later, Qin Feng temporarily retreated to the safe area, shaking his arms that were a little sore, staring at the prisoner who was also panting opposite him, feeling a little excited.

The prisoner's abnormal physical strength and physical strength were beyond his imagination.

Qin Feng was also aroused with a strong fighting spirit!
"You are the first one to force me to use the inherited exercises."

Qin Feng's gaze was fixed, spiritual energy surged, his right hand was held empty, and a mountain-like aura rolled out of his body. At this moment, his aura suddenly became extremely dignified, like a mountain like a mountain.

In the right hand, it seems to hold a big mountain.

At this moment, the air in the entire cell in District A suddenly became extremely heavy, and all the suspects showed uneasiness. They all felt inexplicably that the atmosphere around them became very strange.

It was as if the air had been emptied, each of them was short of breath, panting like a cow, and their faces were pale.

Roar!
The prisoners in Cell No. 8 also seemed to sense the crisis, and roared angrily at Qin Feng.

This is the first form of the sky's 36 forms, the sky-shattering hand!

In the blink of an eye, the landslides and the ground cracked, the sky and the earth turned upside down, and the power was extremely terrifying.

"Suppress me!"

Qin Feng's face sank like water, he flipped his right hand and pressed towards the prisoner.

An incomparably heavy momentum rolled directly towards the prisoner, as if a mountain collapsed, and the air in the small cell was directly squeezed.

Roar!
The prisoner also felt the crisis, roaring and wanted to rush to Qin Feng, the iron chain was pulled straight, and it seemed that it would break at any moment.

Qin Feng remained indifferent, but kept urging his spiritual power, pouring it fiercely towards his right hand, with more momentum, as if he wanted to suppress the whole world.

The prisoner's back was gradually bent, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on his body. No matter how loud he roared, he couldn't shake it at all. His spine was also slowly bent by this terrifying force.

thump!
Roar!
The prisoner roared wildly, but he didn't resist the mountain-like aura. He knelt down on his legs and tried to stand up, but he couldn't do it.

The two are at such a stalemate!

The prisoner wanted to stand up while roaring, fighting against the aura of the mountain pressing on him, and Qin Feng also looked serious, constantly urging the spiritual power in his body to hold the prisoner down.

At this time, it depends on who can't bear it first.

Half an hour passed, the prisoner's roar became much weaker, and his whole body was basically pressed to the ground, but he still didn't give up and kept trying to stand up.

Beads of sweat appeared faintly on Qin Feng's forehead.

Nima, this guy's physical strength is beyond his expectation.

If it was another martial artist, he would probably be lying on the ground and unable to move.

Qin Feng gritted his teeth, and took out a stone from somewhere with his left hand. This was the spirit stone he got from Prince Long, and he crushed the spirit stone directly.

A trace of faint aura was absorbed by him.

The spiritual power in the body that was about to dry up was replenished. Although it was small, it was enough.

Qin Feng transported all the remaining spiritual power into his right hand, and suddenly pressed down again. A more terrifying force directly pressed the struggling prisoner to the ground.

Roar!
The prisoner was still making the last effort to get up, but to no avail.

Qin Feng's Sky-Shaking Hand move is extremely powerful. With his current cultivation base, it is roughly equivalent to a hill of several thousand catties pressing down on the prisoner. Even if he is very powerful, it will be difficult to break free!
call……

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng was relieved, and it was finally done.

This guy is really difficult to deal with!
If he hadn't possessed a heaven-defying inheritance, he wouldn't have been able to suppress it.

Qin Feng walked slowly while controlling the prisoner, not letting him get up.

Roar!
Although the prisoner couldn't move, he still yelled at Qin Feng threateningly.

"Stop barking, I'm helping you heal."

Qin Feng yelled angrily. Of course, the prisoner at this time didn't know what Qin Feng was talking about, and just kept roaring.

Qin Feng's left hand touched the back of the prisoner's head, moving a little bit among the messy hair.

To be honest, if he wasn't curious about this guy's identity, he would have wanted to die every second. This guy didn't know how long he hadn't washed his hair. The smell, the feel, it's amazing!

"found it."

After touching for about a quarter of an hour, Qin Feng finally felt a silver needle from the thick grease. With a breath of spiritual power in his left hand, a long needle like a cow's hair came out of the prisoner's brain with a strange trembling. It shot out, mounted on the wall, and made a ding sound.

After the silver needle was pulled out, the prisoner who was still roaring like a wild animal suddenly became quiet.

Qin Feng also let go of the prisoner, stood up slowly, stared at the prisoner who was still lying on the ground without saying anything, as if he was waiting for something...