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Qingyan is very calm:

"You? Are you with a Dao power of 1? I know that the ring is not on you, and I understand your feelings, I am sorry for the mistake of killing your friend, even then you will not be able to kill Lu Yan, let alone hurt me in the slightest, tell me - who took the ring, maybe you can let you live. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Survival?"

Song Ming's eyes straightened, his lips fluttered sluggishly, and suddenly his feet were raised, and he rushed over with his fists raised sideways.

The fist was his only weapon.

Qing Yan seemed to have been prepared, put his sword upright, and blocked it with his scabbard.

Sonor!

Qing Yan didn't expect that this punch would be so heavy, and he slammed his sword back violently, and the soles of his feet slipped out more than a meter.

After unloading the power of his fist, Qing Yan stood firmly, his brows tightened slightly, and then he relaxed, showing some praise:

"Mortals want to challenge samurai even with their bare hands?"

Song Ming didn't pay attention to it, the punch just now was only two percent of his strength and half his speed.

At this moment, eighty percent of his other strength was concentrated on the left half of his body, and he didn't make any preparations, taking advantage of the opponent's unstable foothold, he stepped forward at full speed in an instant, and a powerful left hook slammed into Qing Yan's chest.

In this punch, Song Ming was almost unprepared for the move, and his posture was distorted, although the punch lost a little, it was still twice as heavy as the first punch just now, and more importantly, he gained the speed that made the opponent unavoidable.

From Qing Yan's point of view, he almost didn't finish his sentence when he caught a glimpse of Song Ming's movements, but he far underestimated the speed and power of this punch, and when the fist wind came in a sassy manner, he could not avoid it.

However, he only smiled slightly, because he was wearing the Qi Iron Armor (a priceless defensive weapon, one of the Qi family's specialties) with absolute defense and automatic protection, and he was also fearless at the moment.

Qingyan's feet sank, and he took his chest and pressed it.

Bang!

Song Ming punched and smashed the iron-clad Qing Yan directly into the air.

Qing Yan's feet left the ground in an instant, and the whole person slammed into the huge bare tree root behind him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, if it weren't for the iron armor he was wearing, his ribs would have been broken at this moment.

The shock in his eyes flashed, Qing Yan wiped the blood stains on his mouth, and he suddenly realized that it was the mortal in front of him who killed Lu Yan!

He quickly calmed down, he knew that now was not the time to delve into how this person could have such power, he leaned back against the tree root, looked ahead, and saw Songming chasing quickly, so he raised his hand and pointed forward:

"Xuanhuo Finger!"

I saw a projectile-sized spark, shot towards Songming like a bullet.

This is the most basic Dao technique of the Agni Dao Warrior, with the strength of Qing Yan, it can be emitted without even chanting, and its power is more powerful than ordinary bullets, and it can easily burn through people's bodies.

Song Ming was already angry, his eyes were red, and he couldn't avoid it, so he raised his left fist to meet him.

I saw that the spark stabbed and drilled into Songming's chest, but it did not shoot out from the back, but at a centimeter below the skin on the chest, and it was extinguished.

As soon as Qing Yan saw that the situation was not right, he immediately got up and drew his sword, and slashed at Song Ming with a sword.

The blade of the sword was entwined with green flames, blue and purple, crackling in the air.

A sword is a good sword, but to kill, you have to slash it.

Song Ming's eyes were red at this moment, the speed was extremely fast, his left fist was empty, it turned into a big palm, and with a horizontal palm, he slapped the sword body, and regardless of his left hand that was burned red by the flames, he held his right fist and smashed it directly into Qing Yan's head.

Song Ming was originally right-handed, and this punch stretched out his body, and the punch was strong, gathering almost all the strength of his body.

Qing Yan saw that there was no way to avoid it, and he drove the Dao power of his whole body, and from the armor on his chest, a fiery red iron wall was instantly erected, completely protecting his entire front face.

This is one of the absolute defenses of Qi's Iron Armor:

"The Appearance of Red Cliffs."

The fists and irons collided, and there was a clang.

The fist is forward, but the iron wall is upward because of inertia.

Therefore, after Qing Yan was slammed down, the whole person was directly hit on the trunk of the tree along the thick tree roots, because the upward iron wall only removed half of the fist power, and his head had to bear the rest of the fist force, and the punch force instantly shook out, causing his nose bone to collapse and his five orifices to bleed.

In confusion, he summoned two balls of natal flames, stepped on the fire with both feet, and jumped onto the branch with his strength.

Qing Yan eased up, wiped the blood on his face, and his low-key eyes revealed an unprecedented murderous intent in his eyes.

It was rare for a samurai to fight against mortals, and even if there were, it was usually a battle with a hot weapon such as guns and cannons, and a battle with a mortal with bare hands, and Qing Yan encountered it for the first time. Compared with Qi Yang's suppressed arrogance, or Lu Yan's ruthlessness and viciousness, Qing Yan, who is sandwiched in the middle, is a slightly low-key but calm person. At this moment, he was continuously deflated, and he quickly realized that he must not fight his opponent at close range.

This means that one diǎn, he has identified the mortal in front of him as an opponent.

But that's all, theoretically speaking, even if a mortal simulates 10,000 times with his bare hands, he can't defeat even the lowest-level Kaiyuan warrior without the assistance of a Dao weapon.

Because of his cautious character, he chose the safest and most ruthless method:

"Flame Dao, Flame Thousand Bird Talisman."

With a low chant, Qing Yan raised two fingers of his right hand.

In an instant, more than a dozen sparrow-sized firebirds rushed out of his spatial ring and swooped down towards Songming at great speed, emitting a shrill and piercing whistling.

Although Song Ming was furious, he was not completely out of his mind, and when he heard the word "burst flames" and the piercing sound of "bird calls", he didn't say a word, turned around and left, far away from the countless firebirds that flew in.

However, these firebirds are not "cannonballs" in a straight line, but "homing missiles" that can be propelled at warp speed.

They seem to be able to lock Songming, whether he is moving left and right, or flashing and moving, these screaming firebirds are also following left and right, flickering and moving, all the way around and around, closely chasing Songming.

One of the firebirds did not turn in time and rushed straight to the pine tree beside Songming.

With a bang, the half-human-thick pine tree was directly blown off.

Song Ming gasped, the soles of his feet suddenly became windy, and he ran wildly all the way, accompanied by various twisted sharp turns, all the way around Isa's corpse, sparing a large circle of twists and turns.

Even so, he still can't get rid of most of the firebirds, after all, there are only a few people who hit the tree and explode, if he can't think of effective countermeasures, no matter how fast he runs and how good his physical strength is, there will always be a moment when he is bombed.

Fortunately, Songming has a good physique, and this amount of exercise will not make his brain lack oxygen, so that he can calmly think about countermeasures.

"There it is!"

He had an idea, since these firebirds were so alert, it must be Qingyan who tracked and controlled them all the way.

To verify this diǎn, he dodged and swept backwards and upwards with his afterglow.

Sure enough, a few feet behind him, Qing Yanzheng's sword flew over tightly, constantly pinching the trick in his hand, controlling those whistling firebirds.

Songming quickly thought of a countermeasure.

It's better to choose the time than at this time.

He saw a very thick oblique tree in front of him, so he rushed up, lifted his leg and jumped up five steps, accelerated step by step, and finally stepped on it, jumped up to a height of three feet, turned around in the air, and smashed it with a punch against the Qingyan who was flying at great speed.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qing Yan's mouth.

Everything was as he expected.

Even if Songming's body skills are good, he is not a samurai after all, and he can only become a live target when he jumps into the air.

Previously, because Songming's speed of turning left and right was too fast, Qing Yan subconsciously slowed down the speed of the firebird in order to prevent the firebird from hitting the trunk before it had time to change direction, and only kept a distance of more than ten meters to follow up, and at the same time divided half of the firebird, and chose another way to outflank it, trying to intercept it halfway.

As soon as Song Ming stepped into the air, he only heard Qingyan shouting:

"Chidori assemble!"

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Teaser: Chapter 0027, The Color of Hell

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