"Peng!"

Suddenly, the two huge iron pincers of the poisonous scorpion burned flames, and the power was even greater.

There is no doubt that the enraged scorpion showed its true ability.

Chen Qing's eyes narrowed, but he didn't panic, the matter has come to this point, and he has to fight hard.

"Snort......"

The dragging knife that had been gathering momentum for a long time slashed out vigorously, sweeping within two meters in front of him, like a flash of black light, rolling up dust all over the sky.

"Boom!!"

The flames collided violently with the black light, causing two waves of qi to swing away, causing the dust to be shaken back and spread around the two.

In the next second, Chen Qing's arm cracked, flesh and blood bloomed, and a wisp of blood splattered on his face, however, he was still indifferent, although his face was purple and red, and his blood was on his brain, he did his best to swing out his knife and slash.

Deadlocked.

A five-second stalemate!

"Smack!"

The scorpion's iron pincers made a crisp sound, the shell cracked, the flames were extinguished, and the blade with strong aftermath poured into the flesh, cutting mercilessly, and then shocking the scorpion out, directly facing the sky.

In the end, it is better to draw the knife for a long time.

Dominating the advantage, Chen Qing ignored his injuries and jumped up, his big knife pointed downward, and stabbed at the poisonous scorpion.

"Whew!"

The tail hook stabs.

"Huh!"

Silver armor appeared on Chen Qing's body, and he threw the big knife at the head of the poisonous scorpion with all his might, and then a blue bow and arrow appeared in his hand, and he didn't have time to pull the bowstring, he directly smashed it with all his strength to the tail hook that was permeated with venom.

"Smack-"

The blue bow and arrow snapped in two, but the tail hook was also slapped open, slashing at the side of the silver armor, tearing the part apart, but it didn't hurt.

At the same time, the big knife went straight to the scorpion below, trying to take its life, but the scorpion had already flipped over and dodged away.

"Boom!"

When it reaches the fall, it blasts out of the pit and goes straight into the ground below.

Chen Qing's face was expressionless, he fell in the air, and also plunged into it, his hands brushed aside the land, and then he held the end of the handle of the big knife, pulled it up with all his strength, and returned to the surface with the help of the momentum.

Shaking off the dust and looking at the poisonous scorpion that had almost been abolished by a pincer, Chen Qing's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he took a posture and continued to fight.

The poisonous scorpion has almost lost nearly half of its combat strength, he has a great advantage, and it is impossible for him to give up the battle now.

"Phew!"

However, the scorpion roared angrily, and then turned and ran.

"Still want to run?" Chen Qing frowned, and immediately chased after him.

I have to say that the six legs of the poisonous scorpion moved at the same time, which can be said to be like the wind, and the speed was ridiculously fast, Chen Qing's foot strength was difficult to catch up, but was pulled bigger and bigger.

"If you really let you run away, I won't be surnamed Chen!" Chen Qing gritted his teeth, the strength of his legs exploded to the peak, and his toes almost passed through the ground, leaving small pits one after another.

Flowing Cloud Step!

At this moment, he successfully mastered the footwork he had been studying and learning.

Rushing behind the poisonous scorpion, Chen Qing's big knife slashed down diagonally, directly cutting off the tail, and then jumped on his back, the big knife fell, pierced the hard shell, and drove straight in.

"Poof!"

A large amount of blood gushed out, staining Chen Qing's body, but it couldn't move him, and the big knife in his hand swirled in its flesh and blood, expanding the injury.

"Baha ......"

The poisonous scorpion kept calling, shaking its body, trying to shake Chen Qing off, but after Chen Qing pulled out the big knife, he made another opening in his back.

In this cycle, the fourth time, the poisonous scorpion was dying, completely lost its resistance and was subdued by Chen Qing.

Eventually, the broadsword deprived it of its life.

After tackling his opponent, Chen Qing fell to rest, his chest rising and falling violently, and he was sweating profusely.

The combat skills of drawing a sword and slashing and flowing cloud steps that emphasize explosion are very physically demanding, even if he reaches the middle level of the Pulse Channeling Realm and uses them one after another, it is still difficult to last.

After a long time, after regaining some strength, he got up, stabbed the scorpion's head with a large knife, and took out the beads in it.

Argent!

The bead emitted a dazzling silver glow that could not be concealed in the sunlight.

Feeling a stream of energy flowing down his arm into his body, replenishing his physical strength, Chen Qing was in a good mood, he felt that as long as it was not a particularly tricky silver-level monster, he could fight now.

The wound gradually healed.

Chen Qing's complexion also became more and more ruddy, until he absorbed the complete beads, he was full of energy, his state had recovered to his peak, and his strength had improved a lot, and he had taken a big step in the middle of the Pulse Channeling Realm.

The fact that he was able to defeat silver-level monsters made his cultivation speed in the Induction Pulse Realm greatly improved.

Chen Qing estimated that if this situation was maintained, he would be able to reach the advanced level of the Pulse Channeling Realm in a month.

Afterwards, he continued to travel through the vast flaming mountains.

……

White Emperor City.

In a magnificent hotel, Han Feng has a red bead on his lap and chopsticks in his hand, enjoying the delicious dishes made by professional chefs for himself.

"Gollum!"

Next to him, many waiters showed envious eyes, swallowing saliva, salivating.

These foods are not simple dishes, but are made of monster flesh and blood, which is not only delicious, but also can improve strength, even powerful dignitaries may not be able to afford it.

However, the person in front of him was so stunned, and he was really envious of others.

"Master."

A man with green hair stepped forward and respectfully asked for instructions.

Han Feng took it slowly, finished enjoying the food he had served, and then spoke: "Say." ”

"There are three levels of monsters in the Flame Mountain Range: purple, red, and silver, and the temperature is extremely high, reaching hundreds of degrees Celsius in the deep zone, which is inaccessible to ordinary people." The green-haired man recounts his findings.

"Hmmm......"

Han Feng paused in his hand and said with a smile: "I'm quite good at taking advantage of the few advantages of my physique, yes, I'm a decent opponent." ”

The body of the extreme yang is not afraid of the high temperature of the flame, which he naturally knows and knows in his chest.

"Judging from this progress, don't say two months, even if it is ten years, I dare not be able to catch up with you, let alone defeat you." The green-haired man smiled and complimented, but there was a little hatred in the depths of his eyes.

Forcibly surrendering, it is impossible for a person to be convinced, but he was defeated by the secret technique, life and death are all in Han Feng's thoughts, and he can only do things for him.

However, he didn't just brag about it

Although he didn't want to admit it, Han Feng's strength was extremely terrifying, and silver-level monsters could be easily dealt with, and he could even occasionally harvest gold-level beads.

Gold level!

As the early stage of the Pulse Channeling Realm, it was a level he couldn't even think of.

"Keep inquiring." Han Feng frowned, "This kid dares to challenge me in two months, he must have something to rely on, I don't believe that this is to use the tempering of the Flame Mountain Range to defeat me, that is too naïve." ”

For Chen Qing, he said that he was disdainful, but he still took it to heart.

After all, when life is at stake, people who still rely on their strength and have nothing to fear are idiots.

"Okay."

The green-haired man led the way and stepped back.

……