Chapter 32: The Hand of the Phantom

The Thunder Fire Body was the best restraint seal for all evil things, and it was also one of the best ways to deal with foreign objects in the Thousand Hands Sect back then.

And Qin Ping basically didn't have to think about it, after seeing so many little ghosts, he unleashed a thunder fire body in an instant. The fist wind formed instantly, Qin Ping waved his big arm, and smashed out more than 100 punches, all of which hit the little ghosts who rushed towards him, bursting one after another, and all the little ghosts who were hit turned into a puff of black smoke, bursting out of thin air.

But unfortunately, there are too many little ghosts, and it is not a way to knock down with such a punch, and there is also a vine ghost Taoist next to him, Qin Ping knows that the vine ghost Taoist does not give himself any chance, whenever there is a chance, this guy will definitely give himself the most fatal blow.

Qin Ping planned to come up with a large-scale offensive to deal with this group of summoned imps at once.

"Thunder Fire Meteorite Fist!" Qin Ping frowned, his left * fire, right hand vitality, suddenly slapped together, after a thunderbolt crackling, Qin Ping actually fused the thunder fire and vitality together, if the sect master of the Thousand Hands Sect climbed out of the coffin board, seeing all this, he would probably be excited to come to life.

This kind of technique can only be used by those who have mastered the highest technique of the Thousand Hands Sect, even the Sect Master of the Thousand Hands Sect does not have such a talent, and does not integrate the thunder fire and the vitality together, but Qin Ping has done this, at least in this regard, Qin Ping is more powerful than the Sect Master of the Thousand Hands Sect.

After the thunder fire and the vitality fused, Qin Ping suddenly punched out of thin air, and countless thunder fires wrapped in thunder and fire vitality were thrown out of each punch of Qin Ping, covering a group of imps in it, like a meteorite group bombardment, and the group of imps was instantly bombarded with black gas, and they were all wiped out by this blow.

Although the consumption is a bit huge, Qin Ping is still relatively satisfied with the current harvest, these little ghosts are not powerful, they are not strong or strong, but Qin Ping is afraid that at the moment when he is dragged by the little ghosts, the vine ghost Taoist who is eyeing him will give him a fatal blow.

As long as you can solve this group of little ghosts within one move, it doesn't hurt to pay this bit of vitality, Qin Ping doesn't care about the consumption of vitality at all.

"Very capable, even though I already look up to you, but now it seems that I still underestimate you. Seeing that this summoning technique didn't work, the vine ghost Taoist didn't hurry, and he didn't think about using one move to solve Qin Ping, just consumed it.

In fact, the vine ghost was just consuming Qin Ping.

Qin Ping was afraid that the vine ghost would use an unknown summoning technique again, and after solving this group of summoned imps, he would not give the vine ghost Taoist any chance to use the summoning technique, in the palm of his hand, the vitality fluorescence flickered, and in an instant Qin Ping held a vitality sword in his hand, at this time, the sword intent on the vitality sword was completely covered, and the sword intent was enough for tens of thousands of ways, if Zhang Hengfeng was present, he would definitely kneel down and worship Qin Ping as a teacher.

With so much sword intent, in the eyes of sword cultivators, it is enough to be called a great sword hero. This Yuan Qi Sword blessed by ten thousand sword intents, this stabbing out, under the same realm, no one has the confidence to be able to resist it.

But the vine ghost Taoist in front of him was not afraid at all, his current clone, with the blessing of the Senluo space, was full of the realm of the Great Perfection of the Lingyun Realm. In the early stage of Qin Ping's Lingyun Realm, there was still a world of difference, and a Yuan Qi of tens of thousands of sword intent was probably not enough to make up for the gap in the strength of this Yuan Qi.

Qin Ping didn't give the vine ghost Daoist any respite, the moment the Yuan Qi Sword was formed, the soles of his feet swirled, and a visible ripple spread out in a circle, and disappeared in vain, the escape technique of the Lingyun Realm.

This kind of escape technique is only unique to Lingyun Realm, and it has the effect of shrinking the ground into inches, and on the immeasurable square, the vine ghost is relying on his strength in Lingyun Realm to think of using the method of retreat to obtain Qin Ping's head with lightning speed.

Similarly, now Qin Ping is also using the method of escaping to suppress the vine ghost Taoist and not give him any chance to use the summoning technique.

The space fluctuated, and Qin Ping appeared in a space next to the vine ghost Taoist in an instant, raised the Yuan Qi sword in his hand filled with tens of thousands of sword intents, and stabbed towards the doppelganger of the vine ghost Taoist in an instant.

The Fuji Oni Taoist stood still and smiled strangely.

Qin Ping's pupils shrank, and he saw a giant scaly hand like a demon poking out of the vine ghost Daoist's waist, and grabbed Qin Ping's stabbing Yuan Qi sword with one hand, making it unable to move.

Turning his head to look at the stunned Qin Ping, the vine ghost Taoist sneered: "Do you think that the summoning technique can only be performed outside the body? Then you are very wrong!"

"You're setting yourself on fire!" Qin Ping shouted angrily, letting go of the captured Yuan Qi Sword, and when he probed it with his bare hands, another Yuan Qi Sword with tens of thousands of sword intents in his hand was instantly formed, and his backhand stabbed out towards the vine ghost Dao man.

Unexpectedly, right next to the giant hand that had just poked out the scales, another giant hand of the same kind came out and grabbed the stab of Qin Ping's two Yuan Qi swords.

"I still don't believe it!" Qin Ping poked left and right, and on the palm of his hand, a Yuan Qi sword came out of thin air and stabbed it suddenly.

The vine ghost Taoist did not panic at all, and the part of his chest and back also poked out a giant hand full of bloody aura, and it was this time to capture Qin Ping's attack.

Before Qin Ping could continue to condense the next Yuan Qi Sword offensive, Qin Ping suddenly noticed that he was not good, his expression was dark, and he did not condense the Yuan Qi Sword to carry out the next wave of offensive, stepped on the soles of his feet, and retreated.

At the moment when Qin Ping retreated, the clothes on the back of the vine ghost Taoist exploded in vain, and six giant hands covered with scales poked out of it and grabbed the position where Qin Ping was standing, but fortunately, Qin Ping dodged this fatal blow when he was in a hurry.

At this moment, there were nine giant hands sticking out of the back and waist of the vine ghost Dao man, and each giant hand was full of evil aura.

"The reaction is quite fast, but do you think that my phantom hand eats dry rice?"

The nine phantom hands grew lengthened in vain like tentacles, and suddenly grabbed at Qin Ping.

Qin Ping relied on his light body, dodged sideways, and dodged the repeated attacks of the nine giant hands, only to see that the ground grabbed by the nine giant hands had large and small pits, which was enough to see how powerful the strength was under this grasp, if he was caught, he would lose a layer of skin if he didn't die.

"Still hiding, what a joke" The vine ghost Taoist looked at Qin Ping, who had been dodging like a mouse, and did not panic at all, his hands were suddenly raised, and his vitality condensed, and he came up at Qin Ping with a vitality bombardment.

The nine phantom hands seemed to be under the induction of the vine ghost Daoist, and they also made the same gesture, aiming at Qin Ping on the opposite side with their flat palms.