Chapter 176: A Cat's Meow

Spirit totem.

Just like the spirit beast amulet, this is the best sign of the spirit convergence.

"What, are you dumbfounded?" Wei Qing raised his shining right arm and asked with a sneer.

Zhan Feihong stared at the arm covered with turquoise totem patterns for a long time before slowly retracting his gaze and disappearing in place without saying a word.

After a tenth of a breath, he flashed behind Wei Qing, and the sharp blade hit the opponent's neck.

But just as the edge was about to imprint on the skin, a dark green glow with a forest aura suddenly spread from the nearest point of the blade.

A thick and stinking smoke wafted up from the green range, and Zhan Feihong's arm covered in the black scythe suddenly froze in the air.

In his heart, he clearly felt the intense pain conveyed by the creation, and if he was not mistaken, this protective aura hidden under Wei Qingzhou's body was actually accompanied by an extremely ferocious poison!

"Boy, you dare to play sneak attack with me?"

Feeling the strangeness around his neck, the corners of Wei Qing's mouth smeared with a trace of disdain. "Lao Tzu has lived until now, and no opponent has been able to break through my bone-eroding cover, if you really have that ability, what does it matter if you spare your life?"

Zhan Feihong hurriedly withdrew the black scythe, and replied abruptly: "What you say is better than what you sing, if I can break your cover, your life will be gone a long time ago, where can I talk about sparing me?"

"Kill me?"

Wei Qing's sneer became even stronger, and he saw that as soon as his palm was raised, a large area of strange spiritual waves circled and widened from all parts of his body, and then turned into black carapaces, and it didn't take long for him to be wrapped tightly like armor.

"Lao Tzu has no less than five life-saving powers, even if you can get away with breaking my bone erosion cover, as long as this spirit condensation scorpion armor is on your body, what can you do to me?"

Seeing the second kind of supernatural power that Wei Qing had unleashed, the young man couldn't help but sigh that the realm above this spiritual power was really powerful, not only his own cultivation had become a flying quality, but even the spiritual martial supernatural power had become much more mysterious.

However, in his eyes, this seemingly hard carapace was not as threatening as the protective aura with a corrosive effect.

Especially not long ago, he fused the thirteen dozen broken vines into one, that is, the earth-based supernatural power that was specially used for defense, and it was also possible to break it.

"Why don't you remove that layer of poisonous skin and let me punch it twice?"

Thinking of this, a glimmer of light flashed in Zhan Feihong's eyes, and he easily lifted the creation into the oily paper bag, and the misty golden light floated to the fist.

"Playing the Radical Tactic Again?"

Wei Qing glanced at Zhan Feihong nonchalantly, thrust his legs, raised his chin and said, "If you want to play, I'll accompany you!" Anyway, whatever Lao Tzu says today, he will cut off your head, and it will be regarded as making up for your little life!"

With that, his palm shook, and a layer of dark green light dissipated from top to bottom like a shattered glass cover.

Zhan Feihong didn't wait for the bone erosion cover to completely fade off, and the dragon's double pupils were stretched to the limit, and they instantly bullied Wei Qing's back.

As the air around his right arm twisted and deformed, a thick circle of light like pure gold swayed in a row, and finally condensed on the boy's fist.

In less than half a blink of an eye, the thirteen apertures completely converged to the apex, only to see Zhan Feihong violently pull away and slam towards the seam of the jet-black scorpion armor!

The power of this punch is three points better than when it broke the Golden Horn Hammer!

Wei Qing, who was originally calm, only felt a suffocating spiritual pressure behind him, and the corners of his mouth immediately sank, and a solemn color oozed from his eyebrows.

Although his temperament is very frizzy and he is a flamboyant person, no matter who is helpless and can cultivate to the realm above the spiritual convergence, he has experienced countless battles of life and death, large and small.

In these years, the consciousness of this kind of person has already been trained extremely keenly, and I am afraid that a seemingly extremely ordinary person has made an extremely ordinary punch, and they can also sniff out the danger hidden in this punch.

And Zhan Feihong's blow made Wei Qing feel the super destructive power compressed to the limit in those thirteen apertures!

"Stinky boy, yin me?!"

A cold snort sounded, and I saw that this scattered cultivator above the spirit gathered rushed forward without saying a word.

Immediately, he flew high like a scorpion's tail with a kick behind him, kicking on the young man's thirteen dozen fusion skills without deviation!

The two spiritual pressures of gold and green suddenly collided together, and the roaring sound almost spread through the space within a radius of several miles.

Immediately, the struggle of this force also came to an end.

Wei Qing's expression couldn't help but tighten, he didn't expect that the scorpion tail, one of his proud combat skills, was bounced back by the power of the opponent's punch!

If this punch really smashed into his lower back, I am afraid that this Spirit Condensation Scorpion Armor might really not be able to resist the ferocious and incomparably fierce force and shatter into pieces.

After a while, he was afraid that he would arise from the bottom of his heart, so he rolled forward a few times, turned around and stared at Zhan Feihong's location.

"You haven't reached the cultivation of the Spirit Condensation Stage, why are you able to strike such a powerful blow?!"

After that fear dissipated, an irrepressible anger arose in Wei Qing's mind, and in this anger, there was a deep jealousy.

Zhan Feihong looked at his fist thoughtfully, he didn't expect that the other party would be able to keep up with his speed even though he was using his full strength to use the dragon's eyes, and he still had the strength to kick back.

It seems that the real power of this casual cultivator is neither attack nor defense, but body method!

However, before he could answer the other person's question, another voice inserted into the almost frozen atmosphere between the two.

"Why don't you talk like a man?"

Wei Qing and Zhan Feihong couldn't help but turn their heads at the same time, and they found that the person with the mouth was a thin man who had just been lying on the ground and pretending to be unconscious.

At some point, he stood up and tilted his head to look at the two of them.

But this is not the most surprising, the most surprising thing is that when this man speaks, it is a girl's voice.

Zhan Feihong and Wei Qing were stunned for a while, they didn't know how to face this sudden change.

"Ask you, you big guy, why don't you talk?" The thin man asked as if he didn't see the strange expressions of the two, still facing Wei Qing.

"Who doesn't talk anymore?"

After two inquiries from this guy who didn't know whether it was a man or a woman, Wei Qing finally recovered from the shock and asked with a cold face.

"Of course it's you, you obviously said that you would let the family fight twice, why did you backtrack?"

Blinking innocently, the thin man replied as a matter of course.

Zhan Feihong only felt a chill swaying from his heart, he really couldn't stand the fact that he was obviously a guy dressed as a man, but he was a female voice, and he pretended to be cute.

But Wei Qing couldn't care about it so much, the deflated meat he ate from fighting with the young man hadn't been eased yet, and he was on top of his anger, and he was scarred by this thing that was neither male nor female, and his forehead couldn't help but burst out with several green tendons.

"I knew you were so cheap, I should have killed you just now!"

An angry smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and the right arm covered with turquoise totems drew dozens of long traces of ghostly light in the air, and continued to stretch out into the distance, gradually turning into an illusory scorpion tail more than two feet long.

"What, you still want to kill people?"

When the thin man saw this thick and long green scorpion tail, he was so frightened that he "lost his face" and hid by Zhan Feihong's side.

"Shaoxia, for the sake of me helping you say good things, save me once, okay?" Reaching out and grabbing the young man's arm, his two triangular eyes were full of tears, and he looked at each other pitifully.

Zhan Feihong looked at the scorpion whip that was about to take shape on Wei Qing's arm, and then looked at the thin man's "I see pity" face。。。。。。

He stumbled decisively beneath the ground and vanished.

"Ungrateful stinky man!"

Hearing only a cry echoing around him, the young man who had just emerged from the ground couldn't help but shiver, hid his head in the weeds, and never dared to show his head again.

After Wei Qing saw Zhan Feihong simply run away, his eyebrows were covered with cruelty. "Hmph, Lao Tzu just wants to kill people, who can help you?"

"Don't come here, if you dare to take a step forward, I'll call you!"

The thin man suddenly looked panicked, clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, and cried out as if crying.

His virtue was so good that Wei Qing almost didn't spit it out, and the vicious color on his face was even more vicious, and he scolded hatefully: "How could Lao Tzu find a disgusting rotten thing like you to lead the way? It's just dirty my hands!"

With that, he took a step forward, shook the crystal green scorpion tail whip over his head, aimed at the position of the thin man, and pulled it down!

"Oh my God, you're moving, I'm going to scream!"

However, the thin man only focused on Wei Qing's front foot, and as the foot landed, he took a deep breath, pouted his ass and opened his mouth to shout.

Zhan Feihong subconsciously covered his ears in the distance, and was about to hold his head and wait for the storm to end. Unexpectedly, the screaming and hoarseness that should have come as expected did not stir up.

"Meow ——!!"

What really sounded was a meak that was very similar to a cat's meow.

Zhan Feihong is eight poles are confused, he turned out that this hidden guy would use some kind of special howling sound magic power to give Wei Qing an unforgettable lesson.

But in the end, it was greeted by the sound of a cat's coquettish hiss, and the sound was neither too big, nor too small, and it had no effect on itself.

But it was such a ghost cry that made the young man even more suspicious, and he couldn't help but move his steps and leaned over, carefully observing the current situation of the two through the dragon's eyes.

This glance didn't matter, but his pupils shrank, and he quickly lowered his head and disappeared into the grass again.