"Do you want to run?"

The man in black behind him kicked the horse's back suddenly, broke away from the horse, took off and somersaulted in the air, and landed in front of Zheng Shiyi, swinging out a punch, a strong sonic boom, startled the "Wind Chasing Horse" raised its front hooves.

Zheng Shiyi tightened the reins, stabilized the "Wind Chasing Horse", jumped down to the side of his body.

The man in black chuckled, "It's not bad, I can still stabilize my body and not fall down." ”

"Who is?" Zheng Shiyi's spirit was shocked.

This voice is really too familiar, but for a while, I can't remember where I heard it.

The man in black raised his hand and slowly removed the black scarf covering his face and said, "I really want to know who I am, right? Anyway, you are not my opponent, just fulfill your last wish before you die......

"Zheng Yang!" Zheng Shiyi looked at the young man with a scar on his face, and his heart felt as if he had been stabbed hard, no wonder the voice just now felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, it turned out to be a homeless child who was adopted by his father!

This Zheng Yang was originally a street child who was about to starve to death, and was adopted by his father...... is his playmate when he was a child, as a genius of the Zheng family, he will regularly get the elixir given by the family, and usually give half of the elixir to Zheng Yang to help the other party cultivate.

With the help of the elixir, Zheng Yang's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

Two years ago, Zheng Yang suddenly left the Zheng family.

Zheng Shiyi never thought that when the two met again, it would be like this.

Zheng Yang grinned proudly and said with a smile: "It's unexpected, right?"

"Why do you want to do this?" Zheng Shiyi said coldly.

"Why? I hate you whenever I see you! Why do you get the love of your family? Why am I an orphan?"

Zheng Yang's eyes were filled with anger that bordered on madness: "I hate your hypocrisy! Take some leftover materials and give them to me to cultivate! And say that they will divide them with me equally! Do you think I will believe it? Now that I have changed hands! Cultivation has reached the eighth wheel of the Qi Chakra realm!"

Zheng Shiyi looked at Zheng Yang in a daze, his wholehearted kindness that day was actually such a return! In exchange for such hostility towards himself!

"You know everything you need to know, go die!"

Zheng Yang turned his words around, stomped his feet suddenly, and the ground immediately sank more than ten centimeters, and the whole person was like a stone rolling down from the hillside, rushing towards Zheng Shiyi with a fierce momentum.

"In high-speed travel, the center of gravity can also be kept at the same height, which can only be achieved when the eight wheels of the gas wheel realm are reached. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the eighth wheel of the Qi Wheel Realm!"

Zheng Shiyi always thought that Zheng Yang's cultivation was just a Qi Wheel Realm, and he could still fight with his best efforts with the Thunder Fist.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Yang actually reached the eighth round of the Qi Wheel Realm!

In this way, there is no possibility of winning at all.

In his stunned moment, Zheng Yang's aggressive punch had smashed into his cheek.

The whistling fist wind blew his cheeks and twitched.

"Thunder Fist!"

Zheng Shiyi's arms shook, no less than Zheng Yang's momentum, and with a punch, he rushed towards the other party.

The two fists collided, and the muffled sound of "pop pop pop" came from the collision place one after another, and then Zheng Shiyi was shaken out.

Thunder Seven Rings, although he has the strength to resist the seven rounds of the Qi Wheel Realm, but in front of the eight rounds of the Qi Wheel Realm, he still looks a little weaker.

Zheng Shiyi felt as if his fist arm was broken, he was out of breath, and the pain spread down his arm to half of his body, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

"Knock knock!"

The soul seed suddenly jumped at this moment.

The rhythm of their beating is completely different from that of using the Thunder Fist, and they beat extremely hard.

With their beating, as if the meridians had been broken, they slowly regained their intuition, and the sharp pain in their bodies was also relieved at a very fast speed.

Damaged organs are also being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zheng Shiyi was surprised to feel the changes in his body, this soul seed ...... Can I actually heal my injuries?relieve my exhaustion?This is my martial soul ability?Recovery?

Very good! Zheng Yang must have been injured by that blow just now! It's just that he forcibly suppressed it! I just need to continue to fight with injuries in exchange for injuries, and with the healing function of the soul seed, he will definitely not be able to bear it first.

"Thunder Qiming is really not ordinary, no wonder he can defeat Zheng Ping. Zheng Yang moved the five fingers of his fist, and he could actually hurt himself with a blow just now!

Looking at Zheng Shiyi, who was out of breath and had a pale face, he knew that Zheng Shiyi was already at the end of his crossbow, and if he struck again, Zheng Shiyi would definitely die.

"Come again!" Zheng Yang stepped out, raised his arm like a pillar, and smashed Zheng Shiyi with a punch!

He had to kill Zheng Shiyi, and he didn't have a trace of restraint because Zheng Shiyi was injured, and this punch was even more fierce than the previous punch!

His fist appeared in front of Zheng Shiyi's eyes again with the strong wind of smashing his face.

"Thunder Fist!"

In just a few breaths, the soul seed had already recovered Zheng Shiyi, and he picked up his fist, suddenly showing a stronger explosive power than before.

"Papa

When he shook his arm, he actually made eight sounds!

"What? It's Yachi!"

Zheng Yang's eyes are bigger than a bull's eye!

The Thunder Fist is more difficult to practice than the other, and every time it is released, the consumption of the body will be quite large. His own punch just now had obviously dealt a heavy blow to him.

He didn't want to say that he played the thunder seven rings, even if he played the thunder three times, it was impossible!

But what he didn't expect was that Zheng Shiyi actually played a thunder eight that was more powerful than the Thunder Seven Ming!

"I must kill him!"

Zheng Yang didn't care about the physical damage caused by the hard resistance to the thunder Baming, and forcibly pressed the internal organs injured by the thunder, shook his shoulders and turned his waist, and smashed Zheng Shiyi with a gun-throwing fist.

Zheng Shiyi urged the soul seed to quickly recover from his injuries, and raised his arm to slash at Zheng Yang's spear fist!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zheng Shiyi's mouth, and he felt that his internal organs were about to shatter.

But this feeling only lasted for a moment, and then, the "thump" beating soul seed repaired the damaged body again.

"Poof!"

Zheng Yang was shocked and took a few steps back, and when he stopped his body, a mouthful of blood also spurted out of his mouth, and the hatred in his eyes rose again!

Zheng Yang can no longer suppress his internal injuries, if he continues to fight, the foundation will be shaken, and the future promotion will leave hidden dangers! The most important thing is that just now, Zheng Yang has no strength to continue to fight, and the injury is ...... It's a lot heavier than it looks.

"Why can he, such a waste, cultivate such a high-level martial art as Thunder Strike?" he hurriedly took a pill of Qi Condensing Pill and breathed there, "And I, but I can only cultivate some basic Zheng family martial arts! I hate it! If I had also cultivated Thunder Strike, I would have killed him a long time ago!"

"Damn waste, waste my Qi Condensing Pill!" Zheng Yang scolded in his heart, the Qi Condensing Pill can help cultivators condense spiritual energy in the shortest possible time to repair their bodies, so its price is very expensive.

I helped Zheng Xuan do so many things to get this Qi Condensing Pill.

I wanted to wait for anything to happen on the road of martial arts in the future before taking this Qi Condensing Pill, but with the strength shown by Zheng Shiyi, I had to take the pill in advance.

As he breathed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Waste scum, you actually let me waste a pill of Qi Condensing Pill! You're almost dead of injury, right? I only need a quarter of an hour to stand up again." When the time comes, I'm going to torture you!"

"Waste?" Zheng Shiyi stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's really a waste! If you eat it later, you can save it for me." ”

Zheng Yang frowned and screamed: "What...... How could it be...... How can you stand up? You're more injured than me!"

When Zheng Shiyi was beaten out, he spat blood from his mouth, his face was extremely pale, and he was obviously injured in his internal organs, not to mention standing up now, whether he could stand up after half a month was a problem.

How did he stand up now?

Even if he took the Qi Condensing Pill, his body had only recovered a small part.

He is just a waste of the martial soul that has been lost, how can he have the Qi Condensing Pill?

Could it be that he stood up and prepared to run away?

"Want to run, want to be beautiful!"

With his arms on his knees, he stood up in pain, and pulled out the fist to do it again.

Zheng Shiyi shook his head with a smile and sighed lightly, this time it was really lucky! If it weren't for the fact that he only learned the lowest martial arts of the family! If it weren't for the beating of the soul seed, he could repair his body, and now he might really die, and it would be impossible for him to reverse the advantage.

But Zheng Yang is different, his body is unstable, and he has obviously not recovered from the heavy blow of Thunder Baming.

If he does it again, that's really looking for death!

Zheng Shiyi walked towards Zheng Yang step by step, and that steady step was so dazzling in Zheng Yang's eyes! What does that steady step mean? Any martial artist can know!

Zheng Yang ...... You can go to death. ”

Zheng Shiyi's voice had just entered Zheng Yang's ears, and the thunderous palm was also slashed in his chest at this moment, and the 'click' sound of bones exploding also penetrated into his ears.

The strong impact directly shook Zheng Yang out!

"How is that possible! How can the waste kill me?"

Zheng Yang, who fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, looking at the sky in a daze, he wanted to stand up, but found that his body began to keep calling, and the sharp pain in his chest was even more painful when he moved slightly.

Run! Zheng Yang's mind only came up with one word, he wanted to escape with both hands and feet, but found that he couldn't stand up at all, and it was difficult to even move, and his internal organs had already been shattered after the slash just now! Not to mention running away, he couldn't even stand up!

He forcibly endured the severe pain, knelt down in front of Zheng Shiyi, and pleaded while pumping his mouth: "Young Master Yi, you treat me Zheng Yang so well, I actually did that kind of stupid thing and betrayed you." ”

"I'm really a pig and a dog! Now I know that I'm wrong, for the sake of me being your playmate, just spare my life! From now on, I will follow you wholeheartedly!"

"In your eyes, am I so stupid?" Zheng Shiyi slashed the thunder on Zheng Yang's head without any expression on his face.

Zheng Yang put his hand on his forehead, wanting to block Zheng Shiyi's blow, but the strong wind brought by his fist was too strong, and it directly bounced his hands away.

With a "peng", his head turned into pieces.

"Zheng Xuan, I will remember this today! You wait! Wait for me to come back! Let's settle the account then!"

Zheng Shiyi spat a mouthful of school foam on the ground, then jumped on the "Wind Chasing Horse" and galloped towards the Xuanming Sect.