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Chen Taiming slapped Daoist Nianyun with his palm from the air, and there was a bang!
On the wall behind Daoist Nianyun, a huge palm print appeared.

The palm prints were deeply embedded in the wall, and it was only a short distance away from breaking through the wall.

Daoist Nianyun stood on the spot, keeping his hands forward.

But his cuff was smashed, slap, slap, drop after drop of blood dripped from his hand.

Looking at Daoist Nianyun's palm again, it was already bloody and bloody.

"Cough cough!"

Daoist Nianyun suppressed the sweetness in his throat, and suppressed the surging blood energy back.

Chen Taiming is too weak in strength, but it's a pity that he failed to get through the eighteen meridians and master the Dragon Elephant Strength, otherwise he would never have fallen into such a mess.

Now, only by working hard can we buy more time for Xu Qing.

Xu Qing, practice faster, faster.

As long as you can master the Dragon Elephant Strength, then your strength will definitely not be inferior to this Chen Taiming, and you may even be far superior to him.

Thinking of this, Daoist Nian Yun's eyes were determined, as long as he can resist Chen Taiming for a while, and persist until Xu Qing succeeds in cultivation, the old fate of dying is nothing.

Living to this age, but not being able to avenge his clansmen is the greatest tragedy in his life.

Xu Qing, on the other hand, is the new hope to avenge the Yun family.

"Jie Jie, is your strength only at this level?"

"If that's all you have, then just suffer and die obediently!"

Chen Taiming didn't intend to give Daoist Nianyun a chance to breathe, the internal energy in his dantian surged wildly into his hands.

Now, there is only a desperate fight.

Seeing this, Daoist Nianyun also took a deep breath, exhausted all the internal energy in his dantian, and channeled his energy into the palm of his hand.

"Death to me!"

"Drink!"

The two of them pushed the majestic internal force fiercely towards each other.

In the secret room, Xu Qing slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

He finally cultivated Long Xiangjin to the first level, but the fly in the ointment is the great achievement of the first level, not perfection.

If other ancient martial arts masters knew that Xu Qing would think so, they would probably spit out blood in anger.

It takes at least a hundred days to cultivate Longxiang Jin to the first level of great success, and it takes a slower time or even a year or two to achieve it.

You have reached the first level of perfection in less than one night of cultivation, isn't that enough!

"Master, here I come!"

Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the top of the secret room.

With a bang, a hard rocky ground in Ciyunguan suddenly collapsed, and Xu Qing jumped out of the hole he penetrated.

After climbing over one wall after another, Xu Qing ran towards the gate of Ciyun Temple at a very fast speed.

At the entrance of Ciyun Temple, Chen Taiming's internal energy and Nian Yun's internal energy were ruthlessly strangled together.

The two internal forces collided, and a huge impact crater instantly appeared on the ground between the two of them.

But in less than three seconds, Daoist Nianyun's internal force was defeated, and Chen Taiming's internal force slammed into him.

"Bang"!
Daoist Nianyun's body trembled violently!
The arms in front of him dropped powerlessly with a "click"!
Apparently all broken.

Daoist Nianyun couldn't control the force of the impact, and stepped back step by step. Every time he took a step back, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Nine steps back in a row!
Daoist Nianyun vomited nine mouthfuls of blood!

But even so, Daoist Nianyun still couldn't dispel the powerful impact, and stepped back again.

And behind him was a wall, and he was about to slam into the wall hard.

"Master!"

In the nick of time, Xu Qing rushed over and supported the limp Daoist Nianyun.

"Hmph, the old thing is about to die, and you, the evil one, have finally come out!"

Seeing that the young man in front of him was Xu Qing in the photo, Chen Taiming showed ecstasy.

After looking for the murderer for so many days, he finally appeared before his eyes.

Xu Qing's eyes widened and his voice trembled: "Master, aren't you good at refining pills? What kind of pills do you need for this injury? I'll give you some!"

Daoist Nianyun shook his head: "Disciple, my injury is very serious. I have already hurt my internal organs, and there is no cure."

"I'm dying as a teacher, I have what you need in my bedroom, ahem!"

As Daoist Nianyun said, he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, which immediately stained Xu Qing's clothes red.

The light in his eyes dimmed quickly, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"I'm counting on you... to avenge my master's bloody revenge..."

Before finishing speaking, Daoist Nianyun tilted his head and lost his breath completely.

"no no!!"

"Master... Master!!"

"Damn! Damn! Chen Taiming...you should die!"

Xu Qing carried the body of Daoist Nianyun behind his back, turned his head suddenly, and stared at Chen Taiming with his bloodshot eyes like a hungry tiger.

"I'm going to crush you to ashes!"

"Ahhh!"

Furious, Xu Qing rushed towards Chen Taiming.

Chen Taiming was startled at first, but the ecstasy on seeing Xu Qing turned into fury.

"Damn it, you killed my son Chen Qing and still dare to be angry in front of me!"

"The person who should be angry should be the old man!"

At this moment, Chen Taiming was furious, his white hair fluttered, and he slapped the rushing Xu Qing viciously.

"what!"

Xu Qing screamed in pain, his body flew upside down, and hit the outer wall of Ciyun Temple.

No, Master is behind me!
Xu Qing hastily turned around with all his strength, and slammed his front body into the wall.

With a bang, the outer wall collapsed, and the smoke and dust stirred up.

"Cough cough..."

In the Taoist temple, Xu Qing, who was lying on the ground, got up.

He shook his numb arm and rubbed his lower abdomen, which was still in pain, with a dejected expression on his face.

Dementia, really dementia.

Master's death caused Xu Qing to lose his mind, coupled with his lack of proficiency in the use of internal force, he even forgot to use internal force, so that Chen Taiming slapped him in vain.

If he hadn't practiced Long Xiangjin to greatly increase his physical strength, he might not be able to stand up even if he survived.

Calm down, calm down, calm down again.

I'm Xu Tianxing, even if the sky falls, I shouldn't lose my mind!
Xu Qing forced himself to calm down, and the blood red in his eyes gradually faded.

As soon as he calmed down, Xu Qing suddenly remembered that when Chen Taiming was furious just now, he said that Chen Qing was his son?
There is a lot of information in it, but it is meaningless to Xu Qing.

Chen Qing is dead, and then this Chen Taiming should also go to hell, what secrets does he have to do with him?
"How is it possible, how can you be fine!"

At this time, Chen Taiming also came to the Taoist temple.

His old eyes widened when he saw Xu Qing, as if he had seen a ghost.

In his opinion, even if Xu Qing survived this slap, at least he would be seriously injured.

But Xu Qing in front of him, except for the blood and dust all over his body, didn't seem to be injured at all.

Xu Qing smiled coldly: "Old miscellaneous hair, master is deliberately testing your reality."

"I don't want to, your strength is nothing more than that."

"Look at the palm!"

Xu Qing slapped Chen Taiming with a palm!