Chapter 1212: Low-level Radical Method

The psychic monkey was struck by lightning and let out a wail.

In an instant, a scorched smell came from the top of the psychic monkey's head.

"Squeak, wow, wow......" The psychic monkey threw off Zhuo Yiqing's coat, hugged his head, and ran into the distance with a wail.

After the psychic monkey ran out of a hundred meters, he grabbed the charred half-handful of hair in his hand, turned around and grinned at Zhuo Yiqing, and scolded in monkey language!

Suddenly, the psychic monkey suddenly made a move, and threw several watermelon-sized stones around him at Zhuo Yiqing in a row.

Zhuo Yiqing didn't check for a while, and was hit by a few stones.

"Poof!" Zhuo Yiqing spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, raised his head suddenly, angrily pointed at the psychic monkey who had run away, and roared loudly, "You wait for me! After cleaning up Song Chuyang, I'll come back to clean you up!"

Zhuo Yiqing saw that the psychic monkey had run away, so he sat down and prepared to breathe.

Because of being hit hard by the psychic monkey several times, Zhuo Yiqing has already injured his inner abdomen and needs to breathe.

In addition, the use of the ultimate move "Thunderbolt Sky Fire" just now also greatly consumed Zhuo Yiqing's true qi.

The loss of true qi cannot be restored immediately, and it takes a period of pranayama to operate.

Zhuo Yiqing was meditating with her eyes closed, but she heard footsteps approaching beside her.

Zhuo Yiqing opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Song Chuyang coming to her with a hippie smile.

"You actually took the initiative to show up?" Zhuo Yiqing looked at Song Chuyang coldly, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly.

"Yes, you miss me very much, don't you?" Song Chuyang also sneered, watching Zhuo Yiqing meditate and pranayama.

"Yes, I want you to die!" Zhuo Yiqing said through gritted teeth.

Thinking of the way he was chased by the psychic monkey and running away in embarrassment, he didn't feel angry with Song Chu.

"Really, let's see each other!" Song Chuyang got closer and closer, and slowly walked in front of Zhuo Yiqing.

"Say, why are you framing me?" asked Zhuo Yiqing in a vicious voice.

"Because...... I want revenge!" Song Chuyang smiled slightly, but his smile was full of hatred.

"What kind of hatred and resentment between us?" Zhuo Yiqing had a confused expression on his face, as if he didn't know what Song Chuyang meant.

Song Chuyang got closer, facing Zhuo Yiqing's face, and said word by word: "Do we still need to come together for the grudge between the two of us?"

Song Chuyang's eyes were fixed on Zhuo Yiqing, and he whispered: "You killed Zhao Xinyu!

"Hmph, let me pay for my life?" Zhuo Yiqing suddenly chuckled, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!"

After Zhuo Yiqing finished speaking, he suddenly made a move and punched Song Chuyang's chin.

Song Chuyang had already expected Zhuo Yiqing to make this move, so he didn't even move, and directly took Zhuo Yiqing's punch with his palm.

"With your current strength, you still want to attack me?" Song Chuyang pushed Zhuo Yiqing's arm back with a slight effort.

"Click!" Zhuo Yiqing's arm folded back in response, forming an irregular bend.

"Ahh

"Chief Disciple, do you also know that it hurts, what about your coldness and disdain?" Song Chuyang was still smiling, staring at Zhuo Yiqing's arm, as if he was curious about Zhuo Yiqing's ability to endure pain.

Zhuo Yiqing hugged his arm, and with a little force, he put the arm that had just been pushed to dislocation by Song Chuyang back into place.

"How is it? Does this taste good?" Song Chuyang seemed to enjoy the feeling of abusing Zhuo Yiqing, still smiling at him.

"What do you want?" Zhuo Yiqing held his arm that had just been dislocated, sweating coldly, panting and asking Song Chuyang.

"Your brain is really bad!" Song Chuyang shook his head at Zhuo Yiqing and said, "Didn't I say it just now! I want revenge!"

"If you want to kill or chop, let's have a good time!" Zhuo Yiqing raised her head and closed her eyes.

"But I haven't played enough......" Song Chuyang said with some innocence.

"You!" Zhuo Yiqing was angry for a while, "Perverted!"

"You just knew?" Song Chuyang laughed.

"People who know me not only think I'm perverted, but also think I'm scary!" Song Chuyang looked "I'm proud".

"Hmph, horror? It's up to you?" Zhuo Yiqing looked at Song Chuyang with disdain.

"Don't you believe it?" Song Chuyang's face was full of innocence, "I'm still very famous in this regard!"

"I knew you were particularly famous for being a villain!" Zhuo Yiqing couldn't help but feel depressed when he thought of what Song Chuyang had done before.

"Oh, you know all this!It seems that you are really well-informed!" Song Chuyang sneered.

"But I'm just watching people put dishes on the plate, and what dishes are served to whom!" Song Chuyang continued to sneer, "For a villain like you, I naturally greet you as a villain!"

"Hmph! no gall rats! If you have the ability, you wait for me to breathe, let's fight again!" Zhuo Yiqing wanted to buy more time for himself, with his current skills, it was also difficult to defeat Song Chuyang.

"Wait for you to breathe, do you still want this low-level radical method to stimulate me?" Song Chuyang smiled and glared at Zhuo Yiqing with a serious face, "Now, I want you to pay for your blood debt!"

Song Chuyang gathered his strength as a palm and hit Zhuo Yiqing's face.

Zhuo Yiqing's cross arm blocked in front of him, but he couldn't bear Song Chuyang's strength and fell straight backwards.

Zhuo Yiqing followed the downward trend, rolled over, and rolled to the side.

Song Chuyang chased after him, slapped his palm on the ground, and the ground cracked open in response.

After Zhuo Yiqing rolled out of a distance, a carp straightened up and stood up.

"Attack someone while they're injured, the villain did it!" Zhuo Yiqing stood up straight and scolded loudly.

"I've always admitted that I'm a real villain, much better than you hypocrite, give me death!" Song Chuyang was not to be left behind, and also made sarcastic remarks.

Song Chuyang was about to catch up and give Zhuo Yiqing a fierce blow, not wanting Zhuo Yiqing to take the lead in throwing something like a smoke bomb.

Burst!

Between Song Chuyang and Zhuo Yiqing, a puff of white smoke was instantly filled......

"Bastard Song Chuyang! Wait! Let's meet in the mountains and rivers!" Zhuo Yiqing left a paragraph in a puff of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Zhuo Yiqing's words were just to get a little face for herself.

You must know that a master with Zhuo Yiqing's identity was beaten and fled by a little-known character like Song Chuyang, no matter what the reason, he was disgraced and thrown home!

Song Chuyang did not catch up.

It's just a waste of time and physical strength to chase it, and besides, he has more important things to do!

Song Chuyang clapped his hands, tidied up his clothes, and ran in the direction where the psychic monkey had just fled.

Song Chuyang followed the traces of boulder residues and broken trees along the way, tracking the trail of the psychic monkey.

Finally, in the cave behind a pile of boulders, a sound similar to a whimper was heard.

Song Chuyang stood still outside the cave and listened carefully to the movements inside the cave.

"Woo!" the sound resembled a human cry came over for a long time, and a trail of blood stretched from the cave door to the cave.

"It seems that this psychic monkey should be not lightly injured!" Song Chuyang muttered outside the cave for a while, and then walked towards the cave.

Regardless of whether Liu Rumei agreed to bet or not, Song Chuyang has already bet!

"I have to get the Ten Thousand Spirit Beads no matter what!" Song Chuyang said secretly in his heart.

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