Chapter 20 The Periphery of Purple Ridge

Zhao Tong stood in front of Qingyang and Mo Sansi, looking at the two of them playfully, his eyes narrowing slightly, flashing with a dangerous light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hearing this, the fat on Mo Sansi's face shook violently, and he shouted in his heart, being targeted by this Zhao Tong, this month's Gu Yuanye was afraid that he would have to confess, but he still forced himself to calm down, smiled shyly, and said in a trembling voice: "Zhao... Hello Senior Brother Zhao, let's leave first if there's nothing to do. ”

After saying that, Mo Sansi immediately pulled Qingyang and planned to dodge, but a strong royal pressure suddenly came from the front, making the two of them stop in their tracks.

"Did I tell you to leave?" Zhao Tong sneered.

Seeing this, Mo Sansi cried and mourned, the fat on his body trembled even more violently, and even under the pressure of this royal qi, his legs felt a little weak, Qingyang's brows furrowed slightly, and he also felt the fluctuation of the other party's royal qi, refining the body fivefold.

"Senior Brother Zhao, we are newcomers, so we didn't provoke you. Mo Sansi smiled dryly and said.

"What did the junior brother say, senior brother, am I so terrible? This time I want to make a deal with the two, you also know that in the Ziyan Sect, the disciples are fighting countless secretly, if their own strength is not enough, there is no backer, I am afraid it will be difficult to walk, so you only need to pay two bottles of Guyuan liquid, you can ensure your safety for a month. Zhao Tong still sneered when he heard this, his eyes staring at the two of them as if they were looking at prey.

"It's... Senior Brother Zhao, two bottles of Guyuan Liquid are a month's cultivation resources for our rookie disciples, can you only pay one bottle?" Mo Sansi's face was ugly, he didn't expect that he had only been in the Ziyan Gate for a month, and he was met by this so-called Autumn Wind Party, which was really enough.

Zhao Tong touched his chin slightly, and still said jokingly: "The other juniors and disciples are all two bottles, and you only pay one bottle, but it's a little unfair, it's better to do this, I'll add one more Wang Shi, you pay two bottles of Guyuan liquid, and you can also get a first-grade Wang Shi from me, this kind of transaction should be very cost-effective, right?"

While speaking, Zhao Tong took out a piece of Wang Shi and fiddled with it slightly, the king qi in his hand was swirling, exuding the fluctuation of the fivefold refining body.

Hearing this, the frustration on Mo Sansi's face became even stronger, his face was pale, and he sighed secretly in his heart, it seemed that the other party had eaten the two of them, just as he was about to take out his solid yuan liquid, Qingyang, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly sneered.

"Hmph, this senior brother is really a good deal, I'm afraid that the junior brothers around here have been blackmailed by you like this. Qingyang snorted coldly, looked at each other coldly, and said.

Previously, Qingyang looked around and found that some disciples saw Zhao Tong, and immediately left the scene with a pale face, and quickly guessed what happened here just now, I am afraid that the junior disciples here have been ransacked.

Hearing this, Zhao Tong's face sank suddenly, and his snake-like gaze suddenly fell on Qingyang, making the latter feel a thick coldness.

"This junior brother really can't tell the difference between good and bad, senior brother, I am kind enough to be your backer, you toast and don't eat and drink. ”

After that, Zhao Tong turned his eyes to Mo Sansi again, and sneered: "Little fat man, what you just said is right, you really didn't provoke it, but the one next to you is a little disrespectful." ”

When Mo Sansi heard Qingyang speak, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he immediately pulled Qingyang's sleeve and scolded in a low voice: "Are you crazy?"

Hearing this, Qingyang shook his head and said, "Three fat, let's go." ”

Touch!

At the moment when Qingyang moved his feet, a piece of Wang Stone burst out, and smashed into front of Qingyang's feet with the five-fold Wang Qi fluctuations of the body refinement, smashing a small hole in the ground, and Wang Shi instantly turned into flying ashes.

"Do you want to leave without Guyuan liquid?"

Seeing this, Mo Sansi cried in his heart, and at the same time gasped, the strength of the five-fold body refining was much stronger than them.

"It seems that this senior brother is really going to make a big move..."Qingyang raised his head, looked at Zhao Tong in front of him, and said softly, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, in Dusk Town, people who knew him well knew that Qingyang was angry at this moment.

I was bullied in Dusk Town before, it was because I couldn't cultivate the king and had no strength, but now when I arrived at Ziyanmen, I still had the same thing, but at this moment, Qingyang is no longer the wasted young man who was insulted back then!

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over your solid yuan liquid!" Zhao Tong lost his patience and snorted.

"Then let's look at Senior Brother Zhao's methods. Qingyang sneered, his five fingers formed a fist, and his figure flashed suddenly.

With a bang, he came to Zhao Tong's face, and with a punch of royal energy, he hit Zhao Tong's face hard, and the fluctuation of the royal qi was a fourfold refining body!

"Body Refining Quadruple?!" Zhao Tong didn't seem to expect Qingyang to suddenly burst out, which had never happened in the past, but even if Qingyang was a body refining quadruple, he was not afraid.

I saw that his eyes narrowed slightly, and his right foot kicked out sideways, like a whip, with a violent sound of breaking wind, with a snap, fists and feet collided, and the bodies of both of them shook slightly, and froze in place.

"Qingyang, you are actually a fourfold body refiner!" Mo Sansi on the side shook the fat on his face, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed.

As early as half a month ago, Qingyang retreated, relying on the solid yuan liquid to improve his own cultivation to the fourth level of body refining, the cultivation of the body refining realm, the assistance of foreign objects is very important, almost as long as the capital is enough, you can quickly climb, but this Zhao Tong actually wants to rely on the name of the senior brother and the cultivation of the newcomer to fight the autumn wind, this kind of behavior is really unbearable, so Qingyang didn't want to think about it, so he launched an attack on Zhao Tong, and at the same time, he also wanted to try, how big is the gap between this refining body five and refining body four.

"But even if that's the case, Senior Brother Zhao is a fifth-level refining body, why are you asking for hardship, give him the Guyuan liquid, let's go quickly!" Mo Sansi persuaded, fear flashing on his face.

"Hahaha, it's interesting, the fourfold body refining dares to attack me, do you really think that you are one of those Tianjiao, can you go retrograde? Foolish dreams!" Zhao Tong laughed, but his voice was very cold.

"I've decided, this time not only to take away your solid yuan liquid, but also to break one of your legs and teach you a profound lesson!" After sneering, Zhao Tong raised his right fist, and under the royal aura, a purple flame suddenly ignited from his fist, and at the moment when the purple flame burned, Qingyang felt a strong burning sensation rushing to his face.

"Purple Flame Fist!"

The fist filled with purple flames involuntarily smashed towards Qingyang's right leg, and the scorching wave of qi seemed to be able to burn even the air, which was extremely powerful.

"Ah! That's the first-grade second-class Ziyan Fist, I haven't realized it yet!Qingyang, get out of the way, or your leg will be scrapped!" Mo Sansi immediately screamed when he saw this, and exclaimed.

Bang!

In an instant, a fist that was also filled with purple flames suddenly collided with Zhao Tong's fist, stirring up countless purple sparks that splashed on the ground, actually burning the gravel on the ground to the end.

"Will you be able to Purple Flame Fist?" a faint voice came from Qingyang's mouth.

"How is it possible?!You've only been in for less than a month, how can you learn Ziyan Fist!It took me three months to learn it!" Zhao Tong's eyes widened and he exclaimed incredulously.

"What's more, how can your royal qi be so condensed, the fluctuations of the fourfold refining body are actually comparable to my refining fivefold!"

Hearing this, Qingyang smiled coldly and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, that can only show that your talent in royal martial arts is much worse than mine." ”

As for Qingyang's royal qi condensation, it is naturally the credit of Dayan Wanzhongjue, and it is also Dayan Wanzhongjue that Qingyang dares to suddenly burst out and go retrograde, it is Dayan Wanzhongjue that gives Qingyang the confidence, but he will never tell Zhao Tong about these.

"You! Damn! I'm not only going to break your legs, but I'm going to break your hands!" Zhao Tong looked hideous when he saw this, gritted his teeth and said angrily.

The next moment, as if condensing the royal qi in his whole body, an even more brilliant purple flame flower appeared on his fist.

Looking at this purple spark comparable to a giant ball, although Zhao Tong's face was a little pale, it seemed that even if he could not support it for a long time, he said to Qingyang with satisfaction: "This is the perfect Ziyan Fist, I want you to know what it feels like to burn!"

Drink!

With a loud shout, Zhao Tong's Ziyan fist rushed towards Qingyang, the huge spark centered on the heart of the fist, and the wave of fire spread, and in an instant, Qingyang had nowhere to hide.

Seeing this, Qing Yang's eyes condensed slightly, there was nothing peculiar about this perfect Ziyan Fist, but it was condensed with a thick enough royal qi, if Qing Yang was also refining the body fivefold, he could also use it, but now even if he relied on the Great Yan Ten Thousand Folds Technique, he couldn't do it so much, after all, he hadn't really started to cultivate the Great Yan Ten Thousand Folds Technique.

"Fight!" Seeing this, Qingyang gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and immediately clenched his fist in the same way, the moment the purple spark ignited, Qingyang's face became pale, although it was not as big as Zhao Tong's spark, but it was also bigger than the ordinary Ziyan fist, and this blow almost condensed the royal qi of Qingyang's whole body.

The fist shook back, and then Qingyang's whole person rushed forward like a cheetah, and when he was about to approach Zhao Tong, his arm was fiercely forced, and it was actually a fist of ascension!

Bang!

The two fists collided, and violent sparks flew up like fireworks, falling on the clothes of the two, burning countless holes in the clothes of the two, looking tattered and embarrassed.

However, the real confrontation was between the two of them, and the scorching waves of fire hit their faces, and their faces were burned red and hot at that moment.

Mo Sansi, who was on the side, was stunned, the development of things was far beyond his imagination, he really didn't expect that Qingyang would be able to fight like this with Zhao Tong, and seeing this, Qingyang didn't seem to have really fallen behind.

After a stalemate of less than two seconds, Zhao Tong grinned, because his Ziyan fist was the Ziyan that was about to devour Qingyang, once the latter's Ziyan was devoured, then the consequences of Qingyang could be imagined.

"Three fats!What are you still looking at!It's time for you to make a move!" Suddenly, Qingyang roared angrily.

Hearing this anger, Mo Sansi seemed to come back to his senses, and in the next moment, his eyes were also red, his whole body trembled, his whole body was like a big cow, and the royal qi of refining the triple body was condensed in his whole body, and he crashed towards Zhao Tong like a fierce beast.

Seeing this, Zhao Tong's eyes immediately widened, and he shouted in his heart.

Touch!

Mo Sansi's sudden collision shocked Zhao Tong's royal qi, and the next moment, the spark of his Ziyan Fist immediately contracted and became smaller, seeing this, Qingyang seized the opportunity and used all his strength to rush to the end with the Ascension Fist.

The purple fist looked very beautiful in the sunlight, and with a loud bang, Zhao Tong's jaw was hit by Qingyang's purple flame fist, and the whole person flew upside down for several miles like a cannonball.