"Because, I'm already a peak martial sect, and I'm only half a step away from the realm of the Martial King, is it strange to be able to use some spiritual power?" Xiao Jing sneered: "Zen Ziqing, that little ghost, doesn't he also use spiritual power?"

In this way, Xiao Jing has preliminarily unearthed the spiritual veins in his body, and even if he has not broken through the bottleneck to become a martial king, he can still use a small part of his spiritual power.

"Shadow Sword Style!" Ye Qingcheng held the broken sword, snorted suddenly, rotated the hilt of the sword, held the sword in his backhand, jumped up fiercely, and then raised his arm and swung the sword towards Xiao Jing.

"Bang!" A circle of cold air burst out of the air, and Xiao Jing's figure disappeared in an instant.

In the clear night, the northern sky is full of thunder, and the southern sky is full of cold moonlight. In mid-air, Xiao Jing stretched out his palm and curled it into a claw, and decisively struck Ye Qingcheng's chest.

"Tom!" A thunderous paw print instantly pierced Ye Qingcheng's body and flew past behind him. However, the moment his figure was pierced, it was distorted and scattered.

"Phantom?" Xiao Jing said secretly in his heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then, he calmly and coldly raised his arm, stretched out his index finger to point at the air oblique east, and shouted: "Ice Spike!"

Suddenly, a cold smoke rose on the tip of Xiao Jing's index finger, condensed into an oval-shaped ice bead, and flew out in an instant.

In the air diagonally east, Ye Qingcheng's true body had just appeared, and he was swinging his knife with his backhand, and when he was about to slash Xiao Jing, the terrifying ice bead shot him in the shoulder like a hidden weapon.

"Poof!!" The blood-stained ice beads immediately shot out from Ye Qingcheng's shoulder, and his attacking figure was immediately disordered, and his body was hit and flew back again.

Then, Ye Qingcheng carried the broken sword wolf and landed on the ground, but Xiao Jing's speed was so fast that he couldn't imagine it. As soon as he staggered down, a cold smoke burst in front of him, and the fierce cold air was mixed with a little ice debris.

Time seemed to be becoming very slow, and Ye Qingcheng's eyes had already captured Xiao Jing's figure, but his body couldn't react.

"Bang!" Xiao Jing fell heavily in front of him, then stretched out his palm and slammed it on Ye Qingcheng's face under Ye Qingcheng's horrified gaze.

Between the lightning and flint, a terrifying force quickly retreated against Ye Qingcheng's body. Xiao Jing put one hand against his face, and after flying three steps, he slammed his head into a towering rock.

"Tom!!" Ye Qingcheng's back of his head hit the rock behind him into a circle of net-like cracks.

A heavy feeling of dizziness lingered in Ye Qingcheng's brain, and blood immediately flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and a string of blood stains also exploded on the rock behind his head.

This blow made him completely powerless to parry, even if he used the second stage of the Dragon Ascension Vein to increase his strength to the point close to that of the Martial Sect, however, he still had no power to fight back.

Right now, for Xiao Jing, this is not a battle, but a drama. It's like a strong hunter encountering a young prey, first playing a trick, and then killing him.

"What kind of martial arts are you using?" Xiao Jing still had a smile on his lips, and he walked towards the towering rocks, "You can actually increase your strength?"

Ye Qingcheng stood in front of the rock, shook his head, and gasped heavily.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Xiao Jing walked behind the rock, stretched out his hand against the rock, and said to Ye Qingcheng across the rock: "Those who can instantly improve their strength will have damage to their bodies." Besides, you mentioned this bit of strength, and for me, it has no effect at all. ”

After finishing speaking, a cold light swept through Xiao Jing's eyes, and his palm against the rock suddenly rose with wisps of cold air, and a cold ice spirit instantly invaded the rock, and cracks immediately appeared and spread.

"By the way, I heard that you got the holy vine?" Xiao Jing said calmly, "Why don't you use it?"

On the other side of the rock, Ye Qingcheng's mind turned rapidly. Xiao Jing is a terrifying, cunning beast to him, and when he is targeted here, he has no hope of escaping at all.

Seeing that Ye Qingcheng didn't answer, Xiao Jing smiled helplessly and said, "Little ghost, your previous appearance is really amazing, who is hiding behind you?"

On the other side of the rock, Ye Qingcheng reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly, and said, "Isn't it you?"

"It's a good mentality. Hearing this, a trace of anger appeared on Xiao Jing's face, and at the same time, he violently urged the power of the ice spirit in the palm of his hand.

"Bang !!!"

In an instant, a towering rock was suddenly shattered by Xiao Jing's ice spirit power, turning into pieces of fine, frost-wrapped gravel.

It was as if countless poisonous bees were flying, and among the exploding ice stone fragments, Ye Qingcheng carried the broken sword and flew in the air three times in a row. The black robe on his body was marked with blood by sharp ice stones, but in the blink of an eye, a dagger slashed out of his sleeve. Then, with his broken sword, he landed on one knee and slammed the dagger into the ground with the palm of his other hand, while he slammed his palm against the ground.

"Do you remember what I said to you when we first met?" Xiao Jing walked towards Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng maintained a posture of holding a sword in one hand and touching the ground with the other, looked up at him, and said, "What words?"

"There are some dreams that you can't afford to be a mountain boy. Xiao Jing looked at Ye Qingcheng and said, "Only His Royal Highness Yu Feng, the great genius of my Zhenbei Kingdom, is worthy of possessing the True Fire Heavenly Demon!"

"Really?" Ye Qingcheng stared at him without showing weakness.

In the distance, on the branches of a dead tree, Huo Jing and Bao Jun were tied and hung by two ropes. At this point, their eyes were closed and they were in a deep coma. However, at this moment, a milky white vine suddenly emerged from the ground under the tree. This is the left scale vine, its round head, there is only one mouth, but in the mouth with sharp teeth and fine teeth, there is a dagger in its mouth.

Ye Qingcheng secretly controlled the left scale vine, knocked on the ground and silently traveled dozens of zhang away, and then rushed out of the ground.

"Huh!" Zuo Scaly Vine flicked his dagger twice in the air, and when the rope that bound Huo Jing and Bao Jun was about to be cut, they immediately fell to the ground.

Then, the left scale vine cocked its body like a snake's neck, and let out a terrifying cry at Huo Jing and Bao Jun who were unconscious.

This kind of sound carrying a frightening aura instantly pierced the cold night, and also shocked Bao Jun, who had drunk ecstasy wine, his eyelids twitched.

Xiao Jing only then discovered Ye Qingcheng's plan, he turned his face, glanced at the milky white left scale vine far behind, turned his face to look at Ye Qingcheng, and smiled disdainfully: "Cunning little ghosts, even if you save them, what's the point?"

"Wake them up and kill you together!" A fierce light flashed in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, and the left scale vine in his palm contracted rapidly. Then he leaped to his feet and shook his arms with all his might.

"Smack!!" The white left scale vine seemed to be a whip, and instantly formed a sharp snake shadow in the air, whipping towards Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing immediately jumped up, and then flashed in the air. Although the left scale vine has a strong binding ability, it cannot keep up with his speed. He laughed excitedly: "Haha, the True Fire Heavenly Demon and your head, as well as this holy vine, I will accept them together!"

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