The Winner Is KingChapter 322 Control (I)

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"You mean, you were scolded and didn't dare to resist?"

Zhang Daoqi understood, and his eyes were a little stern: "Can you tell me more carefully about how that young man feels to you?"

"Well, I just feel like I can't argue with him, and I just want to let him touch the nail and then look at his face. Zhang Yuanchen was a little confused.

He himself felt that something was wrong, as a Taoist heir, where would an ordinary person be speechless and decisively defeated in a few words?

"It's not good, this is mental suppression, did you feel very weak at that time? Zhang Daoqi sat up straight, his hand was pointing at the sword, a pale yellow cinnabar talisman suddenly appeared between his fingers, no fire spontaneously combusted, the wind in the room rose, blowing the curtains rattling, he pointed to his eyebrows, closed his eyes and did not move.

Su Chen only felt a vague feeling of peeping in his heart, swept away, but he didn't notice his spiritual power and chip scanning, knowing that this old Taoist priest didn't know what means he used, and he was testing whether anyone was secretly hiding.

He smiled secretly in his heart, knowing that this old way was destined to be useless.

During the chip scanning, he had already discovered the strength of these two people, the life light on the young man's body was one foot white**, and the light flame was slightly rippling, it should be the strength of the late stage of dark energy, and the mental power was lackluster.

But the old Taoist priest is much more powerful, the appearance of the bright yellow light on his body is two feet five, which is similar to Huo Yuanchun, and it should be the strength of the middle stage. But this old guy's yellow light flame is like the waves of the sea, there is no wind and waves, and the spiritual power is initially estimated to reach about 1.5, which is already very remarkable, compared to the spiritual cultivation of those Danjin Grand Masters who practice national arts, and he is worthy of being a professional who meditates and cultivates every day.

Although it was much worse than Su Chen's spiritual power reaching 2.3, this old Taoist was already the most powerful opponent Su Chen had ever seen.

"The inheritance of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, even if it has declined now, there should still be some strange means, if it is really hostile, you have to be careful, you can't capsize the boat in the gutter. ”

Seeing that the two Taoist priests were no longer talking, Su Chen withdrew his spiritual power, no longer used the chip to scan and pay attention, he visualized 'Hanmei Aoshuang' and began his daily homework.

After practicing this set of exercises for a long time, Su Chen felt that his spiritual power was extremely pure and condensed, although the total amount did not increase much, but it was more acute than before.

If the spiritual power used to be a turbid river, now it is a clear spring in the mountains.

After his mental power was pure, he made new improvements in terms of mental agility and control of his body, as well as his boxing moves.

In the same realm, the strength exerted is much stronger than before.

In Su Chen's understanding, the ultimate goal of a qiē cultivation method, whether it is Taoist cultivation, Buddhism cultivation, or national martial arts cultivation method, is to allow human beings themselves to evolve and improve, and the same is naturally true for spiritual power cultivation.

The ubiquitous power between heaven and earth is the material for evolution, and it depends on whether you can use it or not.

Therefore, Su Chen not only practiced the boxing method diligently, but also did not slack off on spiritual cultivation at all, and he believed that the last two irrelevant methods would always merge and promote each other.

It was late at night, Su Chen's qi and blood sitting cross-legged moved slightly, and he woke up, he sensed the body's biological clock, but it was early in the morning, and it was about four o'clock in the morning.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Daoqi said that he always paid attention to the situation of the hostess Yang Yun and arranged a warning charm, which was enough to ensure that the hostess would not have accidents, but Su Chen was staring at the movements of the old Taoist priest and did not want to do some superfluous things.

He didn't look at Tang Feng's side, based on the inference, if someone had a plot against the treasures of the Sgel family, and the safe could only be opened by relying on the bloodline, then, as long as the other party was not a last resort, he would never kill Romansgel, a descendant with blood, so as not to beat the chickens and eggs, and it would not end well.

Of course, as long as Rocky Sger is cured, it can be regarded as a spare 'key', but things depend on the comparison, how can it be so easy to deal with a treacherous businessman as it is to deal with a little girl.

From this point of view, Roman is basically relatively safe, not to mention that with Tang Feng present, even if there is danger, it is just a false alarm, and there is no need to worry about it at all.

The real danger is Roman's mother, Ms. Yang Yun, who has no blood in her body and can't open the safe, and because of her special identity, she has the use of 'tools' and 'hostages', which is really a good target for others.

Su Chen thought so, the old Taoist, as an old Jianghu, would certainly not ignore this.

The two Taoist priests who were meditating cross-legged suddenly opened their eyes and stood up.

Su Chen heard a "boom" sound from the east side of the ancient castle, which was a great collision sound between the two, and then a sharp roar entered his ears, which was moving, and then he calmed down.

This sharp roaring voice Su Chen had heard before, it was the voice of Tang Feng's blood stabbing out of his hand.

Although Su Chen's strength has greatly improved, he is still unwilling to let him resist Tang Feng's stabbing blow head-on, he only practiced one stab for ten years, and in the end, he automatically awakened the gun intent, the power of this move is very grand, and few people can block this move.

In Su Chen's opinion, it is good to deal with Tang Feng without fighting hard with his gun, which requires comprehensive strength to greatly defeat him. Because Tang Feng, who is used to fighting on the battlefield, always has various ways to force others to fight hard.

Since Tang Feng made a move, Su Chen didn't pay attention to Roman's side, not surprisingly, that side moved first, it could only be a feint, and the real danger was Mrs. Yang Yun.

He watched the two priests quickly sweep through the corridor without looking back, rushing towards the master bedroom in his impression, hanging far behind, the chip scanning was turned on, and the radius of fifty meters was in his heart.

A man in black was standing in front of Yang Yun's bedroom door wearing a hat, and was about to push the door in, when he felt the wind in the distance, and two figures shot like arrows, he cursed secretly, and a miserable white ruler-long short stick in his hand was raised slightly, and a mysterious tone sounded in the air.

Then, Su Chen saw a very strange scene, the black-clothed man's originally empty side, sudden ripples surged, and two tall figures rushed out.

The figures, no, should be two skeletons of bones, with a slight red glint in their eyes, one holding a rusty greatsword in one hand and a spear in the other. As soon as he appeared, he put on an offensive posture and attacked Zhang Daoqi's two uncles and nephews who were rushing in a hurry.

The big sword broke through the wind sharply, and the spear stabbed like lightning, and the power of the shot was almost the same as Tang Feng's attack.

"It's made out of nothing, no, it seems to be a summoning technique that often appears in movies and games, summoning skeletons. Su Chen's eyes widened, and he felt an eye-opener. For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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