Chapter 165: Control Yourself, Control the Enemy.

At the moment when Wen Yiming lowered his speed, he had already opened the concentration aura to the ~щww~~lā endless channel for nearly six months of mental torture, causing his spiritual power to be more condensed and refined, and the range at this time had covered one hundred and fifty meters. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he stopped, Wen Yiming felt two humanoid fluctuation points in the aura, one in front and one behind, approaching from his left rear at an extremely fast speed, and with a murderous aura.

Wen Yiming didn't think about leaving, he could feel that the speed of these two people was almost not below him. After he turned around, he saw the figures of the two clearly, only to realize that the middle-aged man in his forties in front of him was not using all his strength at all.

One hundred and fifty meters, the two of them took a maximum of four steps to step over, which made Wen Yiming's pupils shrink slightly.

It's not that the speed of the two of them surprised him, but that the cultivation of the two of them is as high as the fifth level of martial arts, but the strength of the middle-aged in front of them should be higher.

The two stopped ten meters in front of Wen Yiming, both with shocked faces. Wen Yiming's thunderous face, golden eyes, white hair, a face full of dark gray hair and beard that was almost strung to the center of his face, and a bird squatting on his shoulder, no matter how he looked like a human; But he was dressed very neatly and decently, as if he had just come out of the ruins.

These two people were Qin Hong and Wang Liang who came from afar in the rift.

After being amazed, after seeing that Wen Yiming was nothing more than a ninth-level martial artist cultivator, Qin Hong was finally relieved. He believed that this person was not a blind monk, and it was impossible for a bald head to grow such long hair in more than five months, and this person was no different from a monkey, and he had nothing to do with the appearance of a blind monk. Besides, the blind monk can compete with the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor, this person is only a martial artist at the ninth level, Qin Hong completely dispelled his doubts.

So he dissipated a murderous aura, raised his hand and hugged his fist and said, "In Xia Qin Hong, this Wang Liang, Your Excellency is... How did it come to be here? ”

Qin Hong really didn't know how to phrase it, and the language didn't match the preamble. He always felt that although this person looked like a monkey, he had an innate royal temperament, and he estimated that this strange person should have a bit of a background.

Wen Yiming didn't know what the two of them wanted, but he didn't stop himself just to say hello. So he hugged his fists and said, "Under Sun Wukong, pass here, and prepare to buy some supplies in Puhan City, is there something wrong with the two of you?" ”

Qin Hong stared at Wen Yiming's eyes with empty eyes, and said after a moment, "There was a vibration here just now, did you see anyone else?" ”

Wen Yiming was shocked, and he had already guessed the intention of the two. It is estimated that there was an abnormal movement when he destroyed the sealing table, and these two people came in such a hurry, could it be....

"Well, there was indeed a shock here just now, but people didn't see it, but..." Wen Yiming deliberately changed his tone in order to delay time.

Qin Hong really asked eagerly, "But what?" Say it! ”

Wen Yiming raised his hand and pointed into the distance, "But I seem to see a faint white light flashing from the woods over there." I thought there was a strange treasure, so I went to investigate, but I only saw a place of yellow sand. Alas, let my old grandson like one. ”

Qin Hong saw that Wen Yiming's golden red eyes did not flicker, but it was not like nonsense, and turned his head to Wang Liang and said, "You chase over there, the range is relaxed, and you can contact at any time!" I'm outflanking him from here, and he shouldn't be able to get far. ”

After speaking, he turned his head towards Wen Yiming and arched his hand: "Thank you, little friend!" ”

After that, the two of them rushed away in two directions in the direction that Wen Yiming pointed out.

Wen Yiming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, forcibly suppressed the impatience in his heart, and after walking slowly for half a minute, he was just about to start running wildly, but found that the point of light in Qin Hong's direction was moving closer to him again. Darkly, did he find something? To run or not to run?

In the middle of his mind, he decided to delay the time first, and wait for Wang Liang to go away and then see the opportunity to act.

"Little friend, slow down!"

Wen Yiming slowly turned around when he heard this, pretending to be strange, and said, "Is there anything else going on with the seniors?" ”

Qin Hong glanced at the Psychic Crow, and always felt that it seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't think of it for a while, which was also the reason why he came back. So he said, "Can you roll up your sleeves?" ”

Wen Yiming secretly said that it was not good, he forgot to take off the ash bracer, how could this old thief be so cunning. At this time, Wang Liang was afraid that he hadn't gone far, so he could only delay as much as possible. He didn't know that if Qin Hong hadn't seen his strange appearance, his clothes were also very high-grade, and he was even more calm in the face of martial arts cultivation in the martial master period, he would have pinched him to death a long time ago.

Qin Hong really couldn't see through whether Wen Yiming was a human or a monkey, there were already a lot of demonic beasts in this world, and the strength of these beasts could not be measured by cultivation at all.

"What do you mean, senior?" Wen Yiming pretended to be displeased and said.

Qin Hong sneered and took two steps forward, and when he was two meters away from Wen Yiming, he said, "Let me tell you the truth, we are chasing and killing a person, he is wearing a pair of black and red bracers on his hands, I need to confirm it." ”

Wen Yiming knew that he couldn't delay any longer, so he quietly began to mobilize his true qi, operating the selfless mental method, and at the same time narrowing his focus to a relaxed range of ten meters. On the surface, he smiled with relief and said, "That's it, senior, you scared me." Isn't it just rolling up your sleeves, you see! ”

Qin Hong listened to his suddenly relaxed tone, and secretly blamed himself for being suspicious, seeing that while he was talking, he naturally lowered his left hand, and pulled up his sleeve with his right hand over his waist. When Qin Hong subconsciously looked at his left hand, he was about to turn around and leave.

And at this moment, as soon as Wen Yiming's words 'look' came out, he caught Qin Hong's eyes looking down and revealing a touch of disappointment, and the center of gravity of his body retreated slightly.

Now is the time!

Wen Yiming's right hand was like a lightning bolt, and at the same time, his feet had already kicked the ground violently; And the moment the spirit blood of the Spirit Ruins space exploded, a battle howl was almost completed at the same time as a sweep of the waist with the intent of the gun.

"Roar!"

Thunder roars!

Sacrifice Strike!

Who else is me!

Triple burst with an aura of concentration!

This was already beyond Wen Yiming's limit, his eyes were instantly bloodshot, the red mist on his arms was scattered in the strong wind through his sleeves, and his white hair was scattered in all directions.

Wen Yiming felt that three-fifths of his spiritual power had been consumed in an instant, if it weren't for the fact that his spiritual power had been condensed by fifty percent compared to before, he estimated that his spiritual power would have bottomed out in an instant.

From beginning to end, he had mental calculations or unintentionalities, grasped Qin Hong's psychology, and accurately captured the best fighters; With the blessing of concentration, he poured all the strength he could use to do it in one go!

It wasn't until this second that he truly realized Li Qing's so-called realm!

--- control yourself and dominate your enemies!

Qin Hong never dreamed that a martial artist Ninth Layer would suddenly go crazy in front of him!

When he reacted, the mixture of shock and anger was not enough to describe his mood at the moment.

What surprised me was that this monkey made a move so quickly that there was no trace of it before, and the next moment it had already formed a thunderous offensive; Its force was so fierce that it erupted on the spot, and its feet were cracked in patches, and its feet were deep in the shins; Its killing intent was so fierce, and the purple mist dragged up on the long stick was actually filled with a palpitating cold.

Qin Hong couldn't help but be angry, because his mind was blank at the moment, it was too late to retreat, and he believed that the end would be miserable, so he could only take the risk of sacrificing his blade to take it hard, as for whether it was too late, he was not allowed to think about it.

In an instant, the murderous lilac long stick had already roared like thunder.

At the same time as he snorted, Qin Hong's face was full of blue lines, and his angry eyes were covered with red. He dodged to the flanks as fast as he could, trying to buy even the slightest moment.

The broadsword was sacrificed, but it was too late to unsheath.

The light purple long stick came to his waist, and before he reached his body, the clothes on Qin Hong's waist had already made a sound of sizzling and tearing.

Qin Hong's whole body was full of cold hair, and with the mentality of jumping off the wall in a hurry, the exercises were operated to the extreme, and his hands desperately pushed the sheath broadsword that had just come out of the storage belt to the side of his waist.

'Poof! ’

The sound was as dull as a bass cannon, and it shook both ears.

The scabbard shattered and flew in all directions, and the broadsword was cut off in the process.

Qin Li's figure slammed into a big tree thirty meters away, fell to the ground and vomited blood. He was already furious and shocked to the extreme, and the secret method of the Holy Envoy broke out, and his cultivation was two great realms higher than the fifteenth layer, and three ribs were actually swept off, and several internal organs were already bleeding internally.

Under such an advantage, Wen Yiming was still shocked fifty meters away, and when he smashed to the ground, he also spurted blood. He believed that if he fought head-to-head, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch every move.

What made him most uncomfortable was that two more cold forces had invaded his independent heart. However, under the effect of the Dragon Swallowing Beidou, it has been slowly dispersed, but it will take a lot of time.