"Young master, no!"

Jiang Zhenshan just wanted to take a few steps forward, when a large mouthful of blood gushed out, and his face was immediately extremely pale.

In addition to external injuries, Jiang Zhenshan's internal organs were all injured to varying degrees in this battle, but the situation of the ghost hand was not much better.

"Qingyang, come back, even if the ghost hand is seriously injured, you can't be his opponent." Li Qingluan shouted on the side, and at the same time walked over slowly.

Chen Qingyang threw a healing elixir to Jiang Zhenshan, looked back at Li Qingluan with a smile, and said: "Most of my injuries have recovered, I don't want to miss the best opportunity to kill him, don't worry, even if I can't kill him, he shouldn't be able to help me." ”

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

The life of the ghost hand, Chen Qingyang is going to be decided!

"Young master, don't be impulsive, although the ghost hand only has two or three percent of the strength left, but the ordinary strength peak martial artists may not be his opponents, and you will only be sent to death if you go!" Jiang Zhenshan said in a deep voice.

The peak of Huajin is not the opponent of the ghost hand, Chen Qingyang, a martial artist in the early stage of Huajin, can only be slaughtered.

"Not necessarily, wait until I get back."

After speaking, Chen Qingyang turned around directly and rushed towards the dense forest where the ghost hand disappeared, after a long time, I am afraid that the ghost hand will really escape.

Looking at Chen Qingyang's speed that far exceeded that of an ordinary martial artist in the early stage of transformation, Jiang Zhenshan's expression was also slightly shocked.

Could it be that Chen Qingyang, like his father, is a genius who can fight beyond the ranks?

Jiang Zhenshan thought about it, but he was still not at ease, so he said to the shadow guard behind him: "You all follow up, be sure to protect the safety of the young master." ”

"Yes!"

The group of men in black received the order and immediately dodged and followed.

"Long Wu Gang, you'd better expect our young master to be fine, and there is no need for you to exist." Jiang Zhenshan muttered in a low voice, and his eyes burst out with a cold cold light.

Chen Qingyang's tracking and reconnaissance skills are far from being comparable to ordinary special forces, but the ghost hand has such a strong smell of blood, and there is blood all over the ground, as long as an ordinary person is fast, he can catch up with the ghost hand.

After nearly five minutes of chasing, the blood on the ground suddenly disappeared, but the smell of blood still filled the air.

Apparently, the Ghost Hand had spotted him, and was lying in ambush around him.

Chen Qingyang's whole body aura was released, and he frantically probed the surroundings, but he didn't find the figure of the ghost hand, and not even the slightest breath fluctuation didn't exist.

"Ghost Hand, I know you're nearby, come out and die!" Chen Qingyang snorted coldly, and immediately withdrew his breath, with the concealment method of the ghost hand, his current strength could not detect his location at all.

"Truly, I didn't expect you to dare to chase after you alone." At this moment, a black shadow quietly walked out from behind a big tree, and it was the ghost hand.

At this time, Ghost Hand's body was very embarrassed, and his flesh and blood were blurred, but the wound did not continue to bleed, and his state did not seem to be as weak as Chen Qingyang imagined.

Could it be that he also has a healing elixir?

Chen Qingyang's heart sank, it seemed that he could only solve it quickly, he didn't want any accidents.

"The spirit jade stone is really a wonderful thing, it can actually heal my injuries, and I can recover fifty percent of my strength in less than half an hour, haha!" Ghost Hand suddenly laughed wildly, and there was a strange glowing stone in his hand.

Even if he was more than ten meters away, Chen Qingyang could clearly feel that the glowing stone in the hand of the ghost hand exuded an aura that was extremely familiar to him.

Heaven and earth aura!

That strange stone actually exuded a thick and majestic aura of heaven and earth, and that aura was constantly pouring into the body of the ghost hand.

"Not good!"

Chen Qingyang's heart sank suddenly, although he had never heard of any spirit jade, but he also knew that if he let the ghost hand absorb the aura of heaven and earth all the time, he was afraid that he would really be able to recover fifty percent of his strength in half an hour.

When the time comes, he won't have any chance to kill the ghost man!

It's a must!

Chen Qingyang didn't say a word, and strode forward, and the Overlord Fist blasted out furiously, leaving no stone unturned.

Feeling the power of Chen Qingyang's fist, the expression of the ghost hand was also slightly shocked, but he didn't expect that Chen Qingyang, who was seriously injured, could still exert such terrifying power.

"A genius is a genius, and the recovery speed is so fast, but it's a pity that I will die in my hands today."

The ghost hand quickly put away the spirit jade stone, and a pair of slender and thin palms instantly slapped out.

Ghost Hand didn't use his soft sword, because he was confident that his strength alone would be enough to kill Chen Qingyang.

The fists collided, and the momentum was amazing.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves, and the surrounding trees fell in rows at the collision of the two, and soon opened up a battlefield with a radius of tens of meters.

Chen Qingyang, who used the Overlord Fist, his strength climbed to the extreme, which was comparable to any veteran martial artist at the peak of his strength.

However, in the face of the ghost hand who has recovered a lot of strength, it is still a step behind after all.

The ghost hands are like zombie-like palms, the nails are sharp and sharp, and the attack angle is even more tricky and ruthless, and in less than a hundred moves, Chen Qingyang's body was grabbed by him several pieces of meat, and the bones on his body were clearly visible.

What made Chen Qingyang disgusted was that the ghost hand actually directly stuffed the meat grabbed from him in his hand into his mouth.

"Haha, the taste of blood is really delicious, boy, when I kill you, I will turn around and twist Jiang Zhenshan's head off."

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The ghost hand laughed fiercely, and his whole face was like a demon, which made people shudder.

"You don't have this opportunity, I will kill you today!" Chen Qingyang said in a deep voice, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"When you die, you will still have a hard mouth, I will tear your flesh apart piece by piece, and you will beg me to kill you later." The ghost hand laughed, and the cold aura around him surged wildly, rushing straight to Chen Qingyang.

He had already tested the limit of Chen Qingyang's strength just now, and he didn't pose the slightest threat to him at all, so this time the ghost hand completely gave up defense and attacked Chen Qingyang with all his might.

The corners of Chen Qingyang's mouth outlined an imperceptible evil smile, the opportunity he was waiting for had finally come!

He secretly used the power of his whole body, and the meridians in his body instantly sent a sharp pain like magma burning, making the green tendons on his face burst out, like a hideous poisonous snake.

The ghost hand that rushed to kill frantically seemed to sense that something was wrong, and the sense of crisis cultivated by countless killings and cultivation made the ghost hand's heart tremble.

At this moment, he actually felt a dangerous aura from Chen Qingyang's body that was enough to kill him.

"Pretend to be a ghost and give me death!"

The crazy ghost hand didn't trust his instincts, and resolutely urged the power of his whole body to blast towards Chen Qingyang.

He didn't believe that a hairy boy in the early stage of transformation had enough power to kill him.

The power of the tumbling and burning in the dantian frantically converged on Chen Qingyang's right palm, and he slowly raised it.

This ancient combat technique he mastered was finally about to kill!

"Turning over the mountain seal!"

Chen Qingyang roared, and the power in his hand instantly turned into a Heavenly Palm Print, which was slapped fiercely in the void.