Although he didn't know much about the specifics of the Battle Qi Realm, Jing Chong clearly understood that if he only talked about strength, the three of them were not his opponents.

Even though he now has some combat power, he is still pitiful after all. Strength is strength, Qiu Zhiyuan has the capital to be arrogant.

But even so, what can you do, the enemy in battle is either you die or I die, sometimes it depends not only on strength, but also on strength, and I don't know how to use the same paper paste tiger.

He doesn't think that Qiu Zhiyuan is a paper paste, after all, he knows the strength of the other party, but he doesn't think that he is a pustule, the most basic thing is that he is not now, he still has the strength to fight with the other party.

Sometimes, self-confidence also comes from his own strength, but now Jing Chong relies more on the knife and experience in his hand, so no matter how he fights, the first thing he needs to highlight is his own advantages, understand his weaknesses, his own combat spirit is insufficient, and he can't fight for a long time, so he must fight quickly.

At this time, in the face of Qiu Zhiyuan's shouting, he didn't dare to be careless, he injured one of the other party's fingers just now, but it was only the result of a sneak attack, and such an injury did not have a substantial impact on it at all.

Today, he has no way to retreat, he is in danger, he has a great responsibility, so this battle must also be won.

It was with such a plan that Jing Chong, who was facing a strong enemy, did not have a trace of fear, and the knife in his hand was gently raised in front of his chest, his left hand was held on top of his right hand, and the move was wide open and closed, and he chose to hold the knife in both hands.

"It's useless, your strength is simply hitting a stone with an egg. Qiu Zhiyuan's breath became even more vigorous, he waved his palm indifferently, and raised it very casually, a faint red light flashed, he did not need to cooperate with the stimulation of blood and battle qi like Jing Chong to produce war intent, but at his fingertips, mobilizing the battle qi in his body can form a suffocating pressure.

The strong pressure came to the face, and when it covered the entire palm, it gradually turned blue as the air flow continued to condense.

"This is the real power of battle qi, and it can change color at will!" At this time, Hu Yidao, who was behind Jing Chong, pulled Nie Haiyuan and retreated outside the door, glaring, he couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

Obviously, this was also the first time he had really seen the Battle Qi Realm exert its strength.

In fact, how did he know that when the cultivator opened up the six veins of the dantian and truly entered the realm of battle qi, there was no other power in the dantian in his body, and the vitality and blood qi were fused into the battle qi, and the battle qi at this time was his own origin power.

Mobilizing the power of the source has already saved a lot of processes, and it seems to be more rapid and natural in one go. At the same time, when it comes to the realm of battle qi, cultivators can constantly temper their own strength by cultivating magic techniques, and they can also change the color of their own move fluctuations according to the attributes of the cultivator's cultivation.

Therefore, this time, Qiu Zhiyuan was calm on the surface of the hostile battle, and he was not as blood-red as Jing Chong when he waved his hand.

"Yes, it's the power of war, stinky boys, I have to be impressed with you, and I have been forced to do my best. ”

Qiu Zhiyuan snorted, his face was full of resentment, his eyes were full of murderous aura, he flew up on tiptoe, his hands were grabbed in mid-air, and the cyan light was like a ghost fire in this gray night, and he didn't enter within half a foot of Jing Chong's body in the blink of an eye, and he was about to sink into his heart.

Such a swift attack, Jing Chong saw it for the first time in his life, and it was not difficult to see from Qiu Zhiyuan's expression No, this time he was bound to restrain himself to death, his cold fingers were like steel hooks, once he was caught, even if he could save his heart, he was afraid that he would unload a piece of flesh and skin on his chest, if he couldn't dodge, his life could be tied here.

The aura of danger constantly filled Jing Chong's nerves, he moved almost reflexively, turned around, waved his knife, and flashed with all his strength in line with the principle that his legs were like a whirlwind and his feet were like drills, and the whirlwind hundred steps without a shadow palm played a great role at this time.

But seeing his figure flashing and swinging the knife, the knife was unstoppable, only listening to the sound of "ding", Jing Chong's wrist flipped and the steel knife with a trace of battle qi was placed flat on his chest.

With a crisp sound of collision, Jing Chong only felt that his wrist was weak and could not stop the momentum of the knife body, and a powerful force came from the knife body, and then it smashed uncontrollably on his chest.

With a muffled sound of "poof", the huge concussive force only instantly spread all over the body, and Jing Chong's feet also retreated three steps back, stopping his body, but the qi and blood in his body churned up and down, and the dull numbness slowly receded, replaced by a heart-piercing pain.

His face was flushed, he endured it for a long time, but he still held back the urge to vomit blood, stayed in place for a moment, and then stabilized his body and put the knife across his chest again.

A pair of eyes stared at Qiu Zhiyuan opposite, and Jing Chong's face was also full of incredulity. The master of the realm of battle qi has seen it himself, like Gongye Qingfeng in the outer village is the master of the realm of battle qi, once upon a time, he couldn't walk the power of the triad in the hands of the other party. Therefore, he also knew the power of the master of the Battle Qi Realm.

can really fight head-on with the people in the realm of war qi, in addition to being abused last time, this can only be regarded as the first time.

Originally, he thought that his cultivation in the past ten days would make a qualitative leap in his strength, but he still didn't expect that in a real head-to-head confrontation, he would still seem so powerless.

With a gentle push with one hand, the other party almost let himself retreat with a knife, and he was almost shocked by the knife qi and suffered internal injuries.

And it seems that the other party doesn't seem to be doing his best.

The strength of the Battle Qi Realm is really extraordinary, and at this time, Jing Chong has to examine the re-choice and change the tactics of battle.

"I'll just say, in front of me, you are still so vulnerable!" The success of this move completely made Qiu Zhiyuan regain his confidence, and at the same time, his guess just now was fully affirmed. Cutting off his finger is purely opportunistic, but it's a pity that his little finger was scrapped like this and became a wasted person.

A little finger doesn't have much effect on him, but his body is skinny, and his parents are affected by it, who wants to let it hurt?

Thinking of this, Qiu Zhiyuan hit the fire and rushed upward, how could he have suffered such a loss once upon a time, not to mention that the other party was still a little hairy child in the realm of flesh and blood, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and all the resentment was sprinkled on Jing Chong's body.

It was with this kind of thought that Qiu Zhiyuan became extremely arrogant and domineering, cruel and hideous, after a successful move, he did not leave too much respite for Jing Chong, but when he saw that his right hand struck out, his body turned, and his left hand turned into a claw to attack again.

With the lesson just now, Jing Chong did not dare to be greedy for merit, let alone attack head-on, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, if they collided, they were not opponents at all, and instead of losing and retreating under the front, it was better to change tactics and wait for an opportunity.

Between his thoughts, Jing Chong's footsteps flew back, flashing his figure, and the knife in his hand was even more virtual in the air to avoid the edge, leading the opponent's offensive to retreat, and he retreated while fighting.

Originally, the house was not big, and there was not much space for activities at all.

When Jing Chong retreated to the corner of the wall and had no way to retreat, Leng Buding slanted his eyes to the right, and it seemed that he was going to dodge, at the same time, Qiu Zhiyuan understood in his heart, he thought that Jing Chong was going to dodge to the right, and he couldn't afford to think about it, thinking that when the time came, the other party would definitely die.

With joy in his heart, he didn't stop, waved his left hand to the right, and his body leaned down, like an eagle playing with a chicken, he pounced towards Jing Chong, but his heart was empty.

At the moment when Qiu Zhiyuan pounced into the air, he only felt that the wind was whirring on the right side, the evil wind was not good, it was menacing, and the secret way in his heart was not good, he hurriedly looked sideways, but it was too late.

The next moment, I felt that my right shoulder sank, and a huge force poured down from my shoulder, and then spread all over my body.

Originally, his body was tilted, but at this time, he was pushed by a huge force, and he could no longer suppress his body, and the whole person fell to the left.

As soon as he rolled on the spot, he bypassed the medicine stove and stood up on the opposite side of the left, his embarrassed state made people laugh.

With an angry look on his face, Jing Chong was hugging his chest at this time, indifferent, the corners of his mouth raised lightly, and he looked at him mockingly, his eyes were full of provocation.

"You...!"

was calculated by others, and suffered a dark loss. But Qiu Zhiyuan could only admit it, his face was red, and his whole head turned into a pig's head.

His successive killing moves just now were forced, and Jing Chong had no power to fight back, let alone retreat. At the moment of emergency, he was greedy and reckless, and he was unexpectedly surprised. But this in itself was a mistake in his judgment, and he was in the middle of the other party's plan, and he was humiliated and beaten this time, but he also suffered by himself.

Even though there are thousands of hatreds in his heart, Qiu Zhiyuan can't say it, after all, he is calculating others on weekdays, but he is still victimized by his own cleverness and cheated himself.

If the loss of the finger was a fluke by others, then the kick just now was really deserved.

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