The one hundred and sixty-ninth palm killed

Seeing Liu Ziqing's annoyance, Chen Hao couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect his big truth to make others angry to the point of killing people, but Chen Hao is not stupid, this Liu Ziqing originally saw the treasure and was different, but he didn't expect Chen Hao to be so difficult to deal with.

And Liu Ziqing's heart was like eating a fly, he originally thought that his cultivation in the foundation building period could just destroy Chen Hao, and then occupy the treasure that Chen Hao obtained, but he didn't expect that the fireball technique that he shot was directly disabled, and what made him even more embarrassed was that the inheritance of his own sect was also incomplete.

Therefore, Liu Ziqing's killing intent in his heart was already getting bigger and bigger like the rolling stones in the mountains, so the fireball in his hand beckoned to Chen Hao as if he was desperate, and soon the sky was filled with one or twenty huge fireballs.

For a while, the red light of the fireball rendered this place blood-red, and although the zombies around them had lost their humanity, they still had the least fear, and they stayed away from this chaotic place.

Chen Hao looked at the fireballs flying in the sky, and hurriedly summoned three fireballs to fight, and the fireballs of the two were also meticulously burning out their heat as if they had met the enemy at this time, and the sparks the size of his fingers were constantly splashing around, Chen Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: The foundation building monk really can't be underestimated, the quality of the fireball is not good, but he has made a breakthrough by quality? My four fireballs are already the limit.

"Hahaha, why can't you keep summoning fireballs? Then you just wait to die! Liu Ziqing laughed sarcastically.

Chen Hao retorted, "Can you still continue to summon fireballs?" He also saw that Liu Ziqing could no longer summon fireballs.

However, Liu Ziqing did not get angry but laughed: "I have indeed exhausted my aura, but don't forget, I am not fighting alone." "My eyes are not far away.

"Roar!" A huge roar came, it was the yellow sand giant summoned by Liu Ziqing before, which made Chen Hao's face darken a little, he stared at Liu Ziqing and scolded: "Despicable, are you still a foundation building monk?" ”

In the cultivation realm, there are very few monks who have crossed a big realm to bully the junior monks, because this will not only make people look at each other, but may also provoke an old monster's master.

Liu Ziqing sneered: "In this world now, life is the most important thing, and as long as you die today, I will have no worries." ”

And the yellow sand giant has also walked next to Liu Ziqing, and the two have formed a corner, firmly shackling Chen Hao in the center, making Chen Hao a little forward-looking.

"Kill!"

With Liu Ziqing's shout.

The yellow sand giant raised his tank-like yellow fist and hammered it at Chen Hao, Chen Hao raised his hands, mobilizing the little spiritual power left in his body to infuse his hands, and the purple spiritual power quickly wrapped his hands, and Chen Hao at this time seemed to be wearing a pair of purple wool gloves gorgeous and dazzling.

"Boom!"

The yellow sand giant's fist landed on Chen Hao, making a piercing sound like a pile driver, but something unexpected happened.

According to Liu Ziqing's idea, the fist must be flying yellow sand, but at this time, not only is there no yellow sand, but even the place where the fist stays is a little wrong, not only did it not land, but it was half a person high from the ground.

"Mader waste, hurry up and give him another punch." Liu Ziqing immediately scolded.

The yellow sand giant hurriedly withdrew his fist, but as soon as he closed his fist, he was stunned, only to see that under the fist, a familiar figure was bent over with a sweat, his mouth was constantly panting, and his feet were even deeper into the ground from his knees to the ground.

"Damn, I almost didn't slap Lao Tzu into the dirt with a fist, phew!" Chen Hao scolded.

Liu Ziqing's pupils dilated and scolded: "Hurry up and kill this demon, otherwise we will die today." The sand giant heard his master's voice without hesitation.

"Grass, still coming?"

At this time, a touch of yellow flashed, and the fist like a tank car crossed the sky again, and Chen Hao didn't even have time to breathe, so he had to smile bitterly.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

This time, the Huangsha Giant Fist punched three times in a row, and one punch was harder than the other, and in the third punch, the Huangsha Giant Fist fell heavily to the ground, making the ground dusty, and it was impossible to see the situation clearly for a while.

Liu Ziqing also showed a satisfied smile, waved his hand at the yellow sand giant, and motioned for him to move his fist.

The Yellow Sand Giant slowly moved his fist, and a small fist-shaped pit appeared where the fist fell, and as the fist slowly left, a pair of feet appeared, and then a pair of legs.

Liu Ziqing drummed in his heart, and muttered in his mouth: "Haven't you been slapped into meat foam?" Are you made of kraft candy? ”

When the fist was completely removed, Liu Ziqing was so happy that he was about to cry.

In the pit, there was a dusty, extremely embarrassed man, his eyes were tightly closed, and the corners of his mouth were dripping with bright red blood foam.

"Ma De, fight with Lao Tzu? A casual cultivator doesn't know where to learn to cultivate the truth, and he actually fights with Lao Tzu? Haven't you been dried by rhubarb yet? Liu Ziqing stuck his waist and said loudly, that rhubarb is the yellow sand giant.

Liu Ziqing, who felt very comfortable, scolded a few more words, then stopped, looked at Chen Hao lying in the pit, and suddenly showed a wicked smile on his face.

"I hope this kid's net worth can surprise me!"

As he spoke, he slowly walked in front of Chen Hao, and then stretched out a pale palm, which did not make any movement, but the clothes on Chen Hao's body were gradually turned over, and lighters, chewing gum, cigarettes and other messy things flew out of Chen Hao's pocket.

Liu Ziqing's brows furrowed suddenly, and he wondered: "Why is it all garbage?" Where's the baby? Was it used up? Impossible, how can it be in one night? ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he kept looking at all parts of Chen Hao's body, from head to toe, and finally suddenly his eyes froze, gathering on the middle finger of Chen Hao's left hand, where there was an inconspicuous ring.

"This is? Why does this ring feel a little strange? Where do you think you've seen it? Liu Ziqing slowly squatted down and muttered.

Looking at the ring, Liu Ziqing suddenly remembered a Pokémon that had been recorded in his sect's library.

"Ahhh Damn, I'm going to send it! Liu Ziqing's whole body suddenly trembled with excitement, for the space ring, he had never seen it in ancient books, but he never thought that he would meet it now.

Excited hearts, trembling hands, space rings, is there any?

At this time, Liu Ziqing's appearance interpreted this sentence.

"Really? Didn't I want to congratulate you? Liu Ziqing, who was excited, almost didn't lose his soul when he heard a familiar sentence, and scolded himself in his heart, why was he so eager to seize the treasure? He was about to retreat in a hurry, but a hand like steel pouring copper quickly grabbed his neck, and the spiritual power of cultivation in his whole body seemed to be locked by something.

"Goose Goose Goose"

Liu Ziqing, who was choked, looked at the person in front of him in horror, that's right, it was Chen Hao, Chen Hao at this time stared at Liu Ziqing coldly, and Liu Ziqing pointed at him and trembled: "You are not dead?" ”

Chen Hao sneered: "Death? If you want to die, you will die. "I have to shake my little hands when I see it.

And Liu Ziqing's soul was almost frightened, he endured fear and said: "You are so despicable, you actually cheated to death? ”

Chen Hao sarcastically: "Am I despicable? Didn't you be mean? ”

"I" Liu Ziqing was suddenly speechless, who called himself a foundation building monk and two to one?

"Okay, no more nonsense, I'll send you on your way."

"Roar!" The yellow sand giant, who was originally guarding, saw that his master was captured, and immediately stepped forward.

Chen Hao sneered and pinched Liu Ziqing's neck, and then faced the yellow sand giant, the yellow sand giant suddenly stood motionless, Liu Ziqing knew that he couldn't rely on this yellow sand giant.

"Chen Daoyou, I have something to say, I can dedicate all my treasures to you, please spare a dog's life?" Liu Ziqing said with a sneer.

Chen Hao pursed his lips and smiled at him, Liu Ziqing was suddenly overjoyed, knowing that there was a way to live, he couldn't help but smile, but he was about to cry soon.

"Bang!"

Chen Hao directly clenched his fist and hit his stomach, although he didn't use any force just a punch, but Liu Ziqing felt as if his stomach had been hammered by a sledgehammer, and his internal organs felt displaced.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out directly from his mouth, and Liu Ziqing was even more in pain, his face was hideous, and his expression was painful.

At this time, Chen Hao sneered: "Kill you, aren't your things still mine?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Liu Ziqing felt cold, and the pain of being beaten by his fist was suppressed by the fear of death, Chen Hao's words were indeed not wrong, all his treasures were on his body.

And seeing Liu Ziqing's heart like ashes, Chen Hao knew that he had guessed correctly, how could a foundation-building monk put the treasure elsewhere? It's safest only in your hands.

Chen Hao slowly raised his hand, and he was about to break his neck.

At this moment, Liu Ziqing was so frightened that he said incoherently: "I am the senior brother of Qingshuimen, and my master is Qingxuan Zhenren, the third elder of Qingshuimen, if you kill me, sooner or later you will be hunted down by my master." ”

Liu Ziqing was uneasy in his heart, and he could only place one ten-millionth of his hope on the sect he was in, trying to bluff Chen Hao, but he was beating a drum in his heart: How could a casual cultivator be afraid of this? Is it really unlucky, a casual cultivator is so powerful and cunning?

But after waiting for a long time, Liu Ziqing didn't feel a trace of pain, but heard Chen Hao say, "You said you are a disciple of Qingshuimen?" ”

Liu Ziqing, who heard this, was ecstatic, nodded straight and said, "Chen Daoyou, that's right, I am a disciple of Qingshuimen!" ”

Chen Hao bowed slightly: "Well, in that case, you answer me a few questions, first of all, what kind of sect are you?" What other sects are there besides you? ”

"Our Qingshuimen is inherited from the Tang and Song dynasties, it is said that "

Liu Ziqing had already decided in his heart that the other party was afraid of his master and would not dare to hurt him, so he told him everything Chen Hao needed to know.

After listening to Liu Ziqing's words, Chen Hao fell into deep thought without speaking, and his eyes flickered.

According to Liu Ziqing's introduction, although the end of the world is over, it has little impact on the cultivation world, and many sects have all escaped into the deep mountains and old forests as early as the late Qing Dynasty, inaccessible places, and the virus that makes people turn into zombies is directly immunized by the cultivators.

So most of the cultivators have been preserved, Qingshuimen, is the Xiuzhen sect of Lingnan Province, that is, the province where Chen Hao is located, in addition to the fact that he also has two sects, Chiyan Sect and Lihuo Gate, each sect is in the same situation, there are hundreds of disciples who practice qi under the door, dozens of monks who build the foundation, and the Jindan monks are all closed to death and do not know whether they are alive or dead, but only by virtue of the Jindan monks still standing in the world, it can be seen that these Xiuzhen sects are not ordinary.

Damn, fortunately, this guy doesn't know anything, and when I go back to the school, you'll be good-looking.

Liu Ziqing wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Chen Daoyou, since you've finished asking, why don't you join us in Qingshuimen and conspire together?" Liu Ziqing said "kindly".

However, before the words fell, Liu Ziqing felt his neck tighten, and then heard a crisp sound of the card, he looked at Chen Hao in disbelief and said, "You don't talk about credit!"

Chen Hao said lightly: "I never talk about credit with the enemy!" ”

Liu Ziqing looked at him stunned, and then opened his eyes wide and lost his breath, very unwilling.

Liu Ziqing, the great disciple of Qingshuimen, became the first cultivator to die in the hands of Chen Hao!