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By the time the green ghost reacted, Nangong Yue had already been knocked to the ground by Yang Qian.

The Green Ghost was surprised that Yang Qian could still burst out with such terrifying power under the suppression of the Green Ghost. His face sank, his arm waved, and the cyan aura around him suddenly contracted, and then converged towards Yang Qian.

As the cyan aura contracted, the cyan light became brighter, as if the colored air had been condensed. At the same time, Yang Qian also felt a strong pressure coming from him, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Again?" Yang Qian's face turned cold.

Last time, he suffered the loss of the suppression of the green ghosts, and this time Yang Qian did not plan to repeat the mistakes of the past.

So, this time, he took the initiative to attack.

As soon as the cyan aura contracted, Yang Qian's figure swept up, and the Pointing Heaven Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Mobilizing spiritual power, urging the Pointing Heaven Sword with all his strength, soaring, the raging flames ignited from the Pointing Heaven Sword.

The blazing aura suddenly filled the entire space, as if it was about to burn the entire underground palace to the ground.

Sou!

The Heavenly Sword was like a fire dragon, and in the blink of an eye, it attacked in front of the green ghost.

The green ghost only felt that the fiery breath seemed to scorch him, and he snorted coldly, and could only passively swing his sword to defend.

Sonor!

The two swords intersected, and only to hear a clang, the long sword in the hand of the green ghost was cut into two. The Pointing Heavenly Sword slashed down, startling the green ghost to fly and retreat.

In a cold sweat.

The green ghost can't understand it, his own green ghost suppresses a hundred tests, but when it comes to Yang Qian, why doesn't it work.

In fact, what he didn't know was that Yang Qian swung this sword, and his spiritual power was extremely terrifying.

With just one sword, Yang Qian consumed almost one-tenth of his spiritual power.

If this continues, he will only be able to launch ten attacks!

Just thinking about it makes me feel creepy.

Yang Qian had to admire the terrifying strength of this green ghost.

But admiration is admiration, in the face of life and death, Yang Qian will not relax his vigilance against his opponent. With this sword, Yang Qian obviously took the initiative.

Yang Qian had to attack continuously, and he couldn't give the green ghost a chance to reverse, otherwise, Yang Qian would fall into an unimaginable trap.

One blow didn't fall, one hit again!

With huge wings flapping, Yang Qian raised his sword and swished to force the green ghost into a corner. Then the figure suddenly approached in front of the green ghost, and the seven killing fists were instantaneous!

Seven entity-like figures instantly split out of Yang Qian's body.

Bang bang bang......

Seven figures hit seven punches in a row, and the punch power is superimposed!

Rumble!

When the seventh punch fell, the domineering fist power directly blasted the green ghost into the stone wall.

Suddenly, there were cracks on the stone wall, as if they would shatter at any time.

ClickClick......

There was a sound of bones shattering from the green ghost's body, and under Yang Qian's seven killing fists, the green ghost's sternum was almost completely dented. Broken bones pierced flesh and were exposed, horrific and horrific.

Withstanding almost all the power of the Seven Killing Punches, the green ghost is estimated to not survive.

"You're ......," the green ghost had a frightened look on his face.

You must know that under the technique of the green ghost, the cultivation of the green ghost and the realm of the eightfold martial artist have almost completely overwhelmed Yang Qian. But even under such circumstances, he still failed to accept Yang Qian's cannon-like attack.

Yang Qian's attack was too fast.

Coherent!

There is simply no room for him to fight back!

Moreover, the power of the Seven Killing Fist was beyond his imagination. He used his spiritual power to form a spiritual power barrier on the surface of his body to resist Yang Qian's fist power.

The first two punches were barely able to withstand it.

But Yang Qian's third punch blasted out, and the punch power seemed to have doubled. The spiritual barrier shook violently.

The fourth punch struck, and with a bang, the spiritual power barrier almost collapsed.

Then, the next three punches were almost a nightmare.

With each punch, the green ghost seemed to have been hit by a fallen planet, and his body suddenly fell apart.

Especially in the seventh punch, the power of the bully's punch seemed to penetrate his limbs. The shock wave of power quickly spread throughout his body, shattering his bones and breaking his meridians, and even the muscles of his whole body seemed to be completely dispersed by this force.

It hurts!

Bang!

Hearing the voice of the green ghost, Yang Qian punched him again, directly knocking him unconscious.

At this time, Yang Qian was also uncomfortable, gasping for breath.

Under the suppression of the green ghosts, Yang Qian's spiritual power was almost consumed. Especially with the use of the Seven Killing Fists, the seven punches blasted out, and the spiritual power in Yang Qian's body was almost exhausted.

But fortunately, the green ghost is no longer able to maintain the suppression of the green ghost, otherwise Yang Qian may not even be able to stand at this moment.

In the distance, Nangong Yue got up from the ground.

Seeing that the green ghost was beaten by Yang Qian in an instant, his face couldn't help but change.

Fang was attacked by Yang Qian's powerful force, and Nangong Yue was in pain all over. But fortunately, Yang Qian's cultivation was suppressed before, so she didn't suffer any injuries.

She glanced at Yang Qian and saw Yang Qian gasping for breath and his body trembling.

also knew that Yang had moved to the limit.

At that moment, she frowned slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed on her face.

The jade hand was lightly raised, and a flying needle shot towards Yang Qian quickly.

Dingdingding......

Yang Qian barely swung his sword to resist.

But the flying needle stopped, Nangong Yue had already swept in front of him, and the purple blade aimed at Yang Qian's heart.

Yang Qian's body was slightly oblique, and he avoided it dangerously.

Hum!

Yang Qian snorted coldly, he knew that with his current state, he was not Nangong Yue's opponent at all. He glanced at the two balls of flesh on Nangong Yue's chest, and then without hesitation, he stretched out his palm and pressed it on it.

The soft touch comes from the palm of your hand, and it is wonderful.

Nangong Yue didn't expect Yang Qian to suddenly attack her place, and she suddenly screamed.

After all, no man had ever touched her sensitivities before.

This time she was pressed by Yang Qian, and her face suddenly became hot, angry and angry, and she was chaotic for a while.

Seeing Nangong Yue's reaction, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Qian's mouth, and his palm slid away from the softness, slamming twice on Nangong Yue's meridian acupoints.

Once again, he successfully sealed Nangong Yue's meridians.

Before Nangong Yue could react, Yang Qian snatched the purple blade in her hand and attacked Nangong Yue.

Suffering from this mutation, Nangong Yue immediately reacted. Although the meridians were sealed, her body was still agile, and on one side of her body, she dodged Yang Qian's attack.

The jade hand was raised, and it quickly locked Yang Qian's two wrists.

Then, without seeing how he moved, a flying needle shot out from his fingers, forcing Yang Qian to lean back to avoid it.

However, Yang Qian leaned back like this, and his feet were unstable, so he fell backwards.

At this time, Yang Qian's hand happened to be held by Nangong Yue, and Nangong Yue didn't have time to let go.

As Yang Qian fell, a huge force pulled Nangong Yue towards Yang Qian.

Thump......

Yang Qian fell to the ground, and Nangong Yue fell on Yang Qian, crushing Yang Qian under him.

Yang Qian only felt a fragrance coming, and the two soft balls on his chest were tightly pressed against his chest, and he couldn't help but feel a flutter.