Chapter 152: One Punch

"It's a pity!"

Qin Hao nodded slightly, he looked at the eyes of the long-clothed old man, as if he was already looking at a dead man.

He spoke slowly: "In this world, there is never a shortage of monks, let alone idiots, just like you, you have never seen the person in front of you clearly, and your lifelong cultivation will return to the ground!"

What the?

The old man's body was stunned, a little annoyed, he didn't know what Qin Hao meant by the second half of the sentence, but a generation dared to be an idiot?

How could he endure it.

In front of him, Qin Hao had already stepped forward, "After tonight, Moyun Palace is afraid that there will be one less Ning Dan Realm Half-Immortal!"

The calm and indifferent words said endless rampant, which made the old man's face even more hideous.

A young person, no matter how outstanding he is, how can he beat him?

How could he collide with the peak of the Ning Dan Realm?

Qin Hao always had a faint smile on his face, now his Dantian Three Great Immortal Seas and Hongmeng Purple Wood have already been completely sealed, but his physical strength is still there.

Double cultivation of the Dharma body, gathering the sea of immortals, refining the flesh!

If there is a way to refine the body, there must be the existence of entering the sainthood with the body and becoming the emperor with the body.

The next moment, Qin Hao's eyes gradually became deeper, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

Even if there was not the slightest immortal vibration, it looked like an ancient beast that had just woken up, but it was difficult to hide the terrifying power.

How is this possible?

The old man lost his mind for a moment, and only then, there seemed to be a fantasy in his eyes, as if he was facing a supreme being standing in the middle of this place.

"Why don't you do it, let me see the strength of the half-immortal of the Ning Dan Realm of Moyun Palace?"

The clear laughter was extremely arrogant.

The old man didn't laugh angrily, "Although I don't know what confidence you have to dare to talk to me like this, but my strength ......"

"What's so hard about killing you?"

The voice fell, and the killing intent was close to substance.

The next moment, the old man disappeared in place.

His steps were very slow, but each step almost crossed a distance of tens of meters, and in an instant, he had already appeared in front of Qin Hao.

On top of the fists, a strong scarlet fairy power wrapped around the fingertips, like the claws of an eagle.

"Qin Hao, he?"

Outside the martial arts training field, Qingchuan's eyes were slightly moved, she was also a cultivator at the peak of the Divine Source Realm now, so she naturally saw Qin Hao's slight abnormality.

From Qin Hao's appearance to the present time when he fought with the Ning Dan Realm Half-Immortal, he had never used his immortal energy.

"He proclaimed himself a field. Yang Qin'er spoke leisurely, her face full of indifference.

In an instant, a trace of melancholy flashed on Qingchuan's face, and his body was about to move, "Then are we going to watch him die?"

Will Qin Hao die?

Yang Qin'er waved her hand, and a soft voice sounded: "That's really looking down on the half-immortal at the peak of the Ning Dan Realm!"

Not only did Qingchuan's complexion change, but even the female disciples behind her had a cloudy and uncertain face.

Without the slightest trace of immortal qi, can he defeat the half-immortal at the peak of the Ning Dan Realm?

"Senior sister, look at it!"

Suddenly, a light voice sounded, and everyone looked at the woman's eyes.

Qin Hao didn't react at all, just stood in place so indifferently, letting the old man's fists fall on his body.

They only felt that Qin Hao's behavior was tantamount to looking for death!

Ning Dan Realm Half Immortal, that is the existence that can tear apart demon beasts with bare hands and crush the monks of the Divine Source Realm.

"That's just an afterimage, the real body is already on it!"

Yang Qin'er glanced at it, and then spoke slowly.

The next moment, the old man's fists pierced the figure's chest, and then, the entire body shattered and turned into nothingness.

As far as everyone's eyes could see, in mid-air, the white-robed figure had begun to fall.

At this scene, the old man was also a little frightened.

However, he still didn't care, "Rely on the strength of the flesh to collide with the body of a half-immortal, and bring about your own destruction!"

He raised his palms abruptly and met the figure.

Touch!

The two fists and palms collided, and in an instant, the wind was raging, and their feet were even deeper into the ground, and the immortal stones cracked around, and cracks spread to the surroundings.

The old man only felt that he had slapped his palm on a pure immortal stone.

"How is that possible!"

Almost instantly, the old man's face changed.

He only felt a faint stinging pain in his palm, and he was only half a step away from achieving the body of an earth immortal, and he actually planted his head in front of a young man!

Even if he used his immortal power, he didn't break through the young man's physical defenses.

His pupils shrank, and he knew that if he didn't retreat, he was afraid that his body would be damaged.

Whew!

His footsteps were light, flashing back several times, until he was more than ten meters away from Qin Hao, and then he slowly stopped.

"You're a physique!?"

A hint of horror flashed on the old man's face, and he looked at Qin Hao in disbelief, "You have entered the Ning Dan Realm with yourself!?"

He couldn't think of any other reason to explain, other than entering the Ning Dan Realm, what other reason could he explain?

But this boy is still so young!

It was not only the Ning Dan Realm Half-Immortal who was shocked, but even Qing Chuan and the others, and even those female disciples in the cage in the martial arts training ground, and the Ning Dan Realm Elders who were hanging in the air, all looked at Qin Hao in disbelief.

collided with the demi-immortal at the peak of the Ning Dan Realm with his pure physical body, and it was the demi-immortal who retreated violently?

Even they could see a trace of horror in the old man's eyes, which was the horror of doubting life.

"Moyun Palace's Ning Dan Realm Half Immortal?" Qin Hao smiled dumbly, waved his hand and said, "Na, look at those three corpses!"

Chen Zixiao and Qin Hao looked at each other and smiled, and said indifferently: "That's it!"

In his eyes, the three disciples of Mo Yun Palace in the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm were already in different places, and there was no trace of vitality in their bodies.

"The sin is unforgivable!" the old man shouted.

His face was almost gloomy to the extreme at this moment, and his body was so shocked by the immortal power that his robes were squealing.

"Death!"

He shouted angrily, and with a slam of his feet, he disappeared in place like an arrow from a string.

However, he didn't rush towards Qin Hao, compared to the young man who killed more than a dozen disciples of Moyun Palace, that was his goal.

The murderous aura condensed into substance made him like a demon god obsessed with killing, surging forward.

"Slaughter my disciple of Moyun Palace, you will be like Qin Hao in the deserted city, and you should be punished!"

He was furious, as the elder of the outer gate of Moyun Palace, his hands were even more stained with the blood of many monks.

Now, he was repeatedly provoked by two hairy heads.

In an instant, he was already close to Chen Zixiao, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how many punches he had thrown.

The shadow of the fist is like the wind, and the fairy power is pervasive, as if it is going to tear this moonlit night apart.

But the next moment, in front of the old man, a face with a faint smile suddenly appeared.

The white palm has been slowly hooked, the palm turned into a fist, and a punch rushed out.

The explosion sounded instantly, and with a punch, it burst through the air.

A simple and simple punch, without any fancies, directly shattered the shadow of the fist and landed on the chest of the old man with a dull expression.

"Poof!"