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When Qiu Lianzheng came to the stage, he didn't bring any weapons, only a teapot.

Holding the teapot in one hand, and empty in the other, this person came to the stage swiftly, but with such a strange appearance, it seemed that he was not going to a competition, but went to a teahouse to listen to a book, which made everyone talk a lot, as if they were all talking about Here's what to do.

Chen Jinghong stared at him for a long time, and suddenly said something.

"The smell of medicine on your body... is it an old wound?"

Qiu Lianzheng raised his head and said flatly, "It's still enough to deal with you."

This person is not willing to admit defeat in front of me, so how can he show a little weakness in front of his opponent?

As soon as Chen Jinghong finished speaking, and when he almost wanted to ask again, Qiu Lianzheng tilted the teapot with his left hand, and gently wiped the mouth of the teapot with his right hand, and then turned his palm over, and there was a piece of thin ice like a dream of stars and flowers It flew away from his hand and directly attacked Chen Jinghong!

It's another piece of thin ice that kills people, drills holes and cuts meat!

What about showing mercy?Why is it a killer move as soon as it comes up!

I stared intently at the stage, only to find that this piece of thin ice was different from before, with a faster speed and a lighter and thinner body.

When it flew less than one foot away from Chen Jinghong.

The man held out only one hand.

With one hand like a crane striking like an eagle, the red-hot and dangerous palm force immediately attacked Bo Bing!

Then with a five-finger grab, it actually stopped it!

He actually intercepted that piece of murderous thin ice!

He intercepted it empty-handed, which surprised me. Xiao Chang's face became tense, and Zhong Yanzhen and Liu Qixing looked at each other. When he didn't know how to evaluate, Chen Jinghong just flipped it expressionlessly, and the thin ice disappeared in his five fingers in an instant. between!

Qiu Lianzheng didn't say a word, and then wiped it on the spout of the teapot.

In an instant, three light and thin pieces of ice floated over like leaping over mountains and seas, advancing in three directions, up, middle and down, and they were about to force Chen Jinghong to fly off the stage!

But Chen Jinghong turned over in the air, turning his body directly from vertical to a horizontal line in the air. After dodging two thin ices so lightly, he actually grabbed a thin ice with his five fingers. The son melted into his fingertips again!

Xiaochang was surprised and said: "This...what's going on here? Could it be that Chen Jinghong's 'Red Soul Palm' restrained his 'Tianbing'?"

But I shook my head and said: "It's not like...these thin ice lines are all moving in a straight line, without turning or changing speed, it seems that Qiu Lianzheng's internal force is not attached enough..."

Liu Qixing's first round ended a little too quickly, and Zhong Yanzhen's second round couldn't take much time, so that he hadn't fully recovered from the internal energy consumption just now, so he couldn't even use his own blood to make blood ice, but It is necessary to use tea water to make tea ice, but looking at the direction of these pieces of tea ice, most of them fly straight, without turning and turning. "Tianbing" with nine bends and eighteen bends!

Is this game doomed to fail?

Qiu Lianzheng, don't tell me you only have this kind of tactic, if the thin ice fails, you will lose! ?

Chen Jinghong only said indifferently: "Master Qiu should step down as soon as possible, your strength has been exhausted, your old wounds have not recovered, you can't fight me... why bother?"

According to the past, Qiu Lianzheng should have sneered back after hearing this.

He is a man who can't stand it.

Whoever makes him angry, he will give him a mere fatal wound.

But now that Chen Jinghong persuaded him to admit defeat so generously, he didn't respond.

Not only was there no reaction, but the whole person was expressionless, neither restless nor murderous.

I was wondering, but this man looked at his opponent without squinting. He never looked at me, nor did he listen to the discussions below. He just concentrated on pouring a handful of water on the palm of his right hand with a teapot.

Then throw the teapot away.

As soon as I picked it up, the teapot fell directly into my hand as if I had agreed, and when I weighed it, the water in it was already empty!

Boy, is he trying to tell me that the tea is all gone?

At this time, Qiu Lianzheng used his left hand to scoop into the tea held in his right hand, and actually fished out two thin and long ice thorns.

But this icicle is too thin.

It's almost like an embroidery needle.

There was a handful of tea poured in his palm, but he only had enough to condense these two little thorns?

Is this really lack of strength! ?

Qiu Lianzheng slapped out with one palm, and two small, embroidery needle-like ice thorns still flew in a straight line, still aiming at Chen Jinghong's hands!

However, the ice flakes of Yuefei became smaller, and the speed of Yuefei became weaker. In the end, Chen Jinghong was helpless and wanted to catch it. At the moment when his five fingers were about to catch the ice thorn, one ice thorn accelerated suddenly and hit another. , Two small thorns exploded directly in his palm!

Chen Jinghong quickly retracted his palm!

But it was too late.

There was a slight redness on the palm, and it seemed to be covered with some frost and snow. It was obviously invaded by the cold air!

Only then did Qiu Lianzheng slightly raise the corners of his lips, and directly drew a cut on his palm.

So this is what he was waiting for!

Previously, it wasn't that he was lacking in strength, but that he deliberately attached a little internal force to make a look of lack of strength. After the opponent relaxed his vigilance, he released an orthodox, weird "Tianbing" that never walked in a straight line of uniform speed!

This is the "Misty Sky Ice" that kills people invisible and has dozens of enemies!

Qiu Lianzheng bleeds with a swipe of his palm, and his left hand quickly melts into ice, and a streak of bloody ice with a strange crimson color flies out under the light!

And the blood and ice attacked Chen Jinghong's left side.

But he pointed to his toes, and people outflanked him from the right.

This is actually one person and one ice, locked and surrounded Chen Jinghong from two directions!

Chen Jinghong didn't want to be underestimated any longer, and directly slapped backhand, and the wind of the Chizhuo palm slapped the blood ice on the left, and after he finished slapping, Qiu Lianzheng had already rushed in front of him,

There was no fatal blow.

Instead, Weiwei stood still, kicking violently and swiftly!

Chen Jinghong immediately raised his palm to meet him, but was thrown several feet away by the force of the kick. However, the man stabilized his figure in mid-air, and casually flew out a large-scale red-hot palm wind, and slapped Qiu Lian hotly. fight!

Qiu Lianzheng gritted his teeth and retreated instantly, and slapped his palm when he retreated.

But the lack of water energy and blood energy, the power of this palm is extremely limited!Chen Jinghong's Crimson Soul palm wind is like a wind that can never be forced back and can't be avoided, it directly locks on to him and shoots like this!

Moreover, Chen Jinghong sent out a palm wind, and then clapped both palms together, the red tendons in his palms exploded, and then sent out a palm wind, which was almost superimposed on the original layer of palm wind, chasing Qiu Lian and fighting for it!

When Qiu Lianzheng was forced to the edge of the ring, he gritted his teeth and jumped forward with his fine body!

Finally avoided the layers of hot wind!

But almost the whole person was about to fly out of the ring, and was about to fall down immediately!

This is Chen Jinghong's purpose!

He doesn't hurt anyone, but he must beat Qiu Lianzheng down!

I saw that Qiu Lianzheng was about to fly down, but who would have thought that this person was getting higher and higher, almost reaching the same height as a big tree, and then this person actually slapped the tree trunk out of thin air. It deviated three points to the left, just enough to allow his feet to hook onto a protruding tree branch, and then with this hook, the whole person swung around on the tree branch, and then rushed straight away like a bird. Down!

Xiao Chang praised: "Good work! Good means!"

Before I could praise him in the future, I suddenly saw two dazzling star lights flying out of the crowd, and instantly hit Qiu Lianzheng who had not yet landed on the stage!

These two strikes are fast and fierce!

Others have nowhere to borrow their strength in mid-air, so they can't escape!

Immediately, I soared into the sky, held the tea cup in one hand and threw it at an angle, and made a palm the size of a handprint with one palm!

The teacup knocked one of the starlights away, and the palm wind blew the other starlight!

Qiu Lianzheng landed safely and looked at me in surprise, but I nodded and moved towards the crowd, only to find that a familiar figure had jumped out of the crowd and ran straight to another direction!

This person is extremely fast, but I am not too slow. I followed closely all the way, climbed over the wall of "Cunxi Hall", flew over the tops of several apricot trees, jumped over the corners of some eaves, and passed a gazebo. Finally, he was in the "Qishan Small Courtyard" not far away. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he got into the rockery inside. I also entered, and stopped as soon as I entered.

Because this person only went in a few steps, then turned around, leaning against the rockery, and looked at me.

And I looked at him with a complicated face, and sighed firmly.

"It's really you!"

The person in front of me is the old man in black who saved me on Xingxiao Mountain, but whose name I still don't know!

The old man in black has thick brows and big eyes, and starry eyes. He is still wearing black at the moment, but the expression on his face is darker than the ink on his clothes!

He stared at me, his thick eyebrows trembled, and he raised his eyes sharply: "You know it's me, but you stop me from doing something? Could it be that in just one year, you have forgotten what happened on Xingxiao Mountain that day? You don't want to kill your enemies Have you forgotten that he almost killed you that day!?"

Of course I haven't forgotten.

If I had forgotten, I was already lying on Qiu Lianzheng's big chest and pinching his muscles freely.

I just said sternly: "Don't you look at the atmosphere? I still need him now, not the time to kill him!"

The old man in black just said impatiently: "If it's not the time to kill him, then when will it be? When he retreats completely and is fully protected?"

I said sternly: "At least wait until the duel is over, until A'Du is rescued!"

The old man in black stomped his feet heavily: "You made an appointment with me to kill him, but you flirted with him... Do you think I didn't see it at all?"

"You saw... so what?"

The old man in black said coldly: "You are so capricious, go throw yourself in the arms of your enemy! I... I will never tell you your life experience, otherwise you will turn around and all be with Qiu Lian!" Tell this bastard!"

I just sneered, and pretended to be harsh: "You, you...why are you still so stupid!?"

The old man in black was taken aback for a moment, and said, "You...you call me stupid again?"

There was actually a little grievance in his tone.

But did I scold him last time?It seems that there is no hey.

I just continued without any shame: "Qiu Lianzheng didn't recognize me as Ye Xiaoyan, he just thought I was Tang Yue. I played with him superficially, but in reality he set out his sect secrets, can't you see that? "

The old man in black was taken aback by me: "You...do you really mean what you say?"

I nodded and smiled: "Of course it's true. He's being coaxed by me right now, and he's going to tell me all the secrets of his sect soon."

I stretched out my hand to pat him on the shoulder, but the old man in black hid instantly, but he didn't fight back, just looked at me sullenly: "You really didn't lie to me?"

I said: "You saved my life, but he almost killed me. Who is close and who is not, in terms of ethics, I can only lie to him, how can I lie to you?"

The old man in black thought for a while, then said calmly, "Then what will you do next?"

But I said: "Tell me first, what did you do this year, how did you get in here... Also, if you don't tell me your name, then you can tell me a surname, otherwise, what should I call you?" you?"

The old man in black thought about it again, and seemed to think that this made sense. As soon as this man opened his mouth, he seemed to be about to say his last name, but at this most critical moment, I suddenly heard a snoring sound.

The old man in black raised his eyebrows in surprise, and I was also taken aback for a moment.

Snoring is not important.

The important thing is that this snoring sound gets up early and late, but it happens now!

And it's so close to us!

There is a living person very close to us, and we didn't know it, we didn't realize it until this moment!

And this person, overheard our conversation!

The snoring sounded again.

I exited the rockery silently and looked around.

I saw a big tree covering the rockery in the "Qishan Small Courtyard", and there was a faint person perched on the tree, who seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, as if awake but not awake.

Immediately, I exchanged glances with the old man in black, and both of them quickly held their breaths, and then at a very fast speed, one left and one right, one jumped up through the tree trunk, and the other kicked on the fence, directly Got to the top.

The one on top is me.

As soon as I climbed up, I saw a person sleeping on the lush branch leaves, like a huge green palm holding a person. The breathing of this person seemed to merge with the swaying of the leaves and the ups and downs of the breeze. If you don’t listen carefully Can't hear the words at all.

Who is this person?

Could it be that there is a hidden master of "Zhaotianyaodimen" hidden in this seemingly uninhabited "Qishan Small Courtyard"?

Out of curiosity, I approached slowly, hiding my breath to the lowest level. When I was about to see the face of the man, I found him wearing a hood, lying at the intersection of several thick branches, his chest heaving and falling, as if he was really As if sleeping, I gently and slowly stretched out my hand and approached him, trying to take off his hood and let me see his appearance.

As a result, I reached out and almost reached the hood.

The man suddenly woke up from his deep sleep.

Suddenly shot in an instant!

My blood froze all over my body!

Because that is the fastest, fiercest, and most unavoidable shot I have ever seen in my life!

A beautiful white, but swift and powerful hand grabbed my throat in almost a tenth of a second!

With a slight turn, the neck can be separated!

However, no.

Because the moment he stretched out his hand, I judged intuitively.

I can't escape this grip.

If you can't hide, you can only attack!

Even if we die together, we must attack!

So the moment his hand reached my neck, my hand gave up my defense and directly tightened his pulse door!

Before his hand exerted any strength, I only felt heat in my palm, and the hand quickly retracted as if it was scalded, and then the man slashed out with a hand knife!

I put my palm on my neck for a moment, and when I received the knife from the front, I felt as if the back of my palm had been cut by a tenth-grade iron object, and the pain made my entire palm tremble rapidly.

But I protected my body with my palm, and quickly kicked my foot. I was about to kick this man's stomach, but this man quickly rolled over, kicked me, hit my ankle hard, and then quickly flew down After walking, after a few ups and downs, he climbed out of the wall and disappeared into the distance.

And I touched my neck, which was still a little cold and sore, and I could hardly believe what had just happened.

Such a quick, terrifying, and almost impossible to dodge shot...

Who the hell is this! ?

The author has something to say:

Thank you for your concern. I feel much better. This chapter is a bit of a pity. It could have been posted at 12 o’clock, but the Jinjiang web version was so stuck that I couldn’t open it at all. I wasted some time and had to post it on the app