"Qinglong tail swing style! Qinglong turn back style! Qinglong nodding style!" Ye Qinghan drank continuously in his mouth, and his body swayed freely in the air. The first move was used, and the strength swept through, and Xia Jingdong, whose breath was already more than twice as powerful as Fang Cai, let out a roar like a beast and flew out directly.

The second move was used, and his body twisted in the air in a shape that ordinary people couldn't do, and he twisted his body one hundred and eighty degrees, and his calm face appeared in front of Qi Xuanran's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Yi Yunfei's flashing eyes, Qi Xuanran's heart jumped violently, and he subconsciously let out a scream, and the fist strength in his hand unconsciously slackened a little. And this scream was only half of it, and Ye Qinghan's third move had already arrived.

Qinglong nodded, not Ye Qinghan's head, but Qi Xuanran's head. A strong wind slammed into his head with a mighty momentum, and the man only had time to let out a scream, and his body fell from the sky like a meteorite. In the small square paved with gravel, the snow floated out of thin air, and the traces of red blood were mixed in it, which was particularly dazzling.

Qi Xuanyu couldn't have imagined that Ye Qinghan only used the [Green Dragon Refining Body Duel] to fight Xia Jingdong, so that these members of the Canglong Group who had just started could comprehend this technique more. Otherwise, with his means, Xia Jingdong would not have any chance to touch his body at all, and he would not even be able to walk within three feet in front of him.

He didn't even know that the kind of stalemate that Ye Qinghan and Xia Jingdong's battle seemed to fall into, but he was deliberately delaying the time of the fight, just to let those people in the Canglong Group who were watching the battle clearly see what kind of changes this technique that stimulates life potential from beginning to end.

"Moves are dead, people are alive, and no move is static. When your cultivation reaches a certain level, things like moves will even become a burden to you. You must always remember that the purpose of battle is to defeat the enemy, not to show your moves to the enemy!" Ye Qinghan turned his gaze to the people of the Canglong Group with hot faces, and said seriously.

"Xia Jingdong, who is seventh on the academy's gold list, and Qi Xuanyu, who is ranked seventeenth. I was defeated so easily, I'm not dreaming, right!" Among the people in the Canglong Group, the one who knows the most about the academy's gold list is naturally Hu Bin and others who were born in the academy. They felt a little dry mouth, and they couldn't describe the shock in their hearts at the moment.

"It turns out that what seems to be a simple move can actually be used like this, and it actually has such great power! Now it seems that although the things that I learned in the academy in the past are already very remarkable, compared to this set of exercises taught by the team leader, the gap is really not small!" This kind of comprehension has nothing to do with the exercises, and it has nothing to do with the moves. What they comprehend is a kind of momentum that looks down on the world, and in the face of such momentum, any enemy will become weak.

Ye Qinghan saw all the expressions of the people, his face was a little relieved, he didn't say anything more, and looked at Qi Xuanran and Xia Jingdong, who were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Ye Qinghan, you can kill me! Anyway, my Xia family has been slaughtered by you, and killing me one more is not too much!" As Ye Qinghan guessed, Xia Jingdong's technique to stimulate the potential of his body is time-limited. At this moment, his face was pale, and he was lying on the ground extremely weakly, his clothes were torn, and his face and arms were full of scars cut on the rubble, and he looked extremely weak and miserable. It's just that this person is also a little tough, knowing that he is likely to face death immediately, and he doesn't show any fear on his face.

"Ye Qinghan, I am a member of the academy and the heir of the Qi family in the capital! I admit that the sneak attack behind my back is a bit despicable, but if you kill my brother, it is only right for me to kill you. I also admit that my cultivation is not as good as you, and I have nothing to say about being defeated by you. But if you dare to kill me, you will inevitably face countless troubles, this is not a threat but a fact! Hu Bin and the others behind you are from the academy, so they naturally know what kind of existence my Qi family is!" Although Qi Xuanyu was bleeding, Ye Qinghan did not kill him. He held his painful head in both hands, sat up with difficulty, and still talked calmly.

The man's eyes flickered, and he quickly sorted out the situation. He was very sure that Ye Qinghan would not kill him, because if Ye Qinghan wanted to kill him and grabbed him on the top of his head with one claw, he would already be a dead man by now. Since Ye Qinghan left him alive, it means that Ye Qinghan still cares.

Ye Qing laughed coldly, his figure flashed twice, and his palm waved out at will. The two of them didn't see clearly how he made a move at all, and they only had time to let out a miserable scream, and they were slapped out by Ye Qinghan with both palms like a broken sack.

"My lord!" Several black trench coats who followed these two people rushed towards the two who did not know whether they were alive or dead, both of them had no resistance in Ye Qinghan's hands, even if they wanted to show their loyalty, they did not dare to make a move against Ye Qinghan.

"Ye Qinghan, you are so ruthless!" A terrible shout came from the bottom of the mountain, and a bit of chill was added to the cold air out of thin air, and everyone could hear the resentment in the shouts of these two people.

"For the sake of the academy's face, I will only abolish your cultivation!If you continue to pester, I don't mind destroying all your dependence!" Ye Qinghan said lightly, regardless of whether these people really heard it or not, his eyes looked at the back mountain again. In the distance, several suspicious figures felt his gaze, jumped up like cats that had been stepped on by their tails, and rushed down the hill.

"It's your turn!" Ye Qinghan casually pointed to the figures and said lightly.

"Kill!" Everyone in the Canglong Group only felt that their blood was burning, and they shouted in unison, and quickly rushed towards those figures.

Changwu Mountain is like a bright light in the night, attracting countless demons and monsters who do not know whether they are alive or dead. The battle of the Canglong Group continues every day, and their perception of the battle is rapidly improving every moment. In just half a month, most of their cultivation has made breakthroughs, but it is not their biggest gain. Their greatest gain is the strength of their hearts. Now they, even Han Jingwen and Fang Yao, who had nightmares after killing a few people at the beginning, now all had an iron-blooded and cold aura.

If you imagine it, you will never understand what killing is. And have not experienced real killing, and never know the difference between fighting and killing. Battles are only winners and losers, and killing is life and death. A warrior who crawled out of the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, even in the face of an opponent whose cultivation level was much higher, could still easily kill the flowers in those greenhouses.