After breaking Jing Lie's spell, Chen Jing was secretly ashamed in his heart.

His natal supernatural powers are only suitable for playing support, and fighting head-on with people, especially with fire-attribute immortal cultivators, is much worse.

The development of the natal supernatural power of the supernatural is far inferior to the research of the immortal cultivator's supernatural spells, the immortal cultivator has special exercises, but the supernatural person only rudely absorbs external energy to improve the natal supernatural power.

Using pure natal supernatural powers to fight against supernatural spells, Chen Jing lost unjustly!

"Senior brother has good skills, and he deserves to be a true disciple. The junior brother also has a magical power, please taste it. ”

The flames on Jing Lie's body skyrocketed, and his people, his sword, began to glow with dazzling white light.

This white light is extremely dazzling, and the temperature is very high.

If Chen Jing's cultivation was still before entering Xuantian City, he didn't dare to take a second look, nor did he dare to approach this white light.

Under the illumination of the white light, Chen Jing only felt that his body was about to be ignited by the white light.

He made a decision immediately, with one arm in his arms, the Gang Qi force field erupted from his body, and from Jing Lie's point of view, a cloud of cyan gas appeared around Chen Jing.

Zheng!

The dazzling sword light lit up at the tip of the sword, and Jing Lie sacrificed his magic sword. He manipulated his divine sense and launched an assassination of Chen Jing in the air.

Chen Jing leaned back, his feet moved, and with a sliding shovel, he dodged Jing Lie's magic sword, and the wooden whip on his back flew out, and started a chase battle with Jing Lie's magic sword.

The quality of the wooden whip is finally acceptable, and it has been fought several times with the magic sword, and there are still no scars on the whip.

At this time, Jing Lie also killed in front of Chen Jing.

At this moment, his every move was full of flames, and when he opened his mouth and spit out, with a wave of his big hand, flames flew out.

Facing a person whose whole body was covered in flames, Chen Jing's figure flew over, and he did not come into direct contact with Jing Lie, and countless leaves appeared around him.

The leaves were flying and circling, each piece was sharper than a qi-level magic weapon, the blades were like knives, and the knives were all cut on the surface of Jing Lie's body.

"Concave!"

Jing Lie opened his mouth and squirted, and a ball of flame rushed straight to Chen Jingmian's door.

Chen Jing was not in a hurry, stretched out his right hand, and slapped the flames at the flames, like swatting flies, swatting the flames aside.

Seeing this scene, Jing Lie was dumbfounded.

The divine power he is using now is called "Jiuyao True Fire", which is the true fire that can only be cultivated by a real person in the Jindan period.

He got an adventure, and it was not easy for him to cultivate, thinking that he could become the first person under the Jindan period.

This true senior brother who doesn't seem to be very good at spells just slapped his flames aside with a casual slap?

Yes, in his eyes, Chen Jing was not good at spells.

Wood-attribute immortal cultivators know that the attack power of wood-attribute spells is insufficient, and they often use poisonous flowers, poisonous weeds, poisonous powder, spores, and mold powder to make up for the lack of attack power.

Chen Jing's way of using his natal supernatural powers was too rigid, and it didn't give him the feeling that he couldn't guard against it.

How did he know that it was not a life-and-death fight, and Chen Jing would not generally use such means. In front of outsiders, Chen Jing wants to be an honest man.

Bang!

Between thoughts, Chen Jing's wooden whip and Jing Lie's magic sword both flew back into the hands of their respective masters. The whip and sword resisted, the power stirred, the earth cracked, and the valley shook.

After a while, Jing Lie couldn't hold on, and was pressed back again and again by Chen Jing's strength.

Under the boundless falling wood, Jing Lie's Jiuyao True Fire couldn't resist the endless blade attacks after all, and the center of his eyebrows was pierced by a fallen leaf.

Call!

At the moment of Jing Lie's "death", the power of the realm of the Heavenly Ancestor was activated, and everything in the valley was restored to its original state.

Chen Jing and Jing Lie were still standing in place, both of them unscathed, and their strength was also maintained in their heyday.

"Come again!"

Rumble!

The two were fighting in one place again.

In this kind of fighting, you don't need to care about anything, you won't really get hurt, you won't really die, you won't lose your strength, as long as you don't get tired mentally, you can keep fighting.

Initially, when encountering an opponent like Jing Lie, Chen Jing still felt a little tricky, but after more battles, Chen Jing gradually got used to fighting with immortal cultivators of major sects, and his performance became better and better.

From a narrow victory at the beginning, to a steady victory later, and then to an easy victory.

This process only took one day, and he only used the same skills as Jing Lie throughout the whole process.

"Senior brother's fighting ability, junior brother admires."

Jing Lie, who almost lost to autism, chose to give up temporarily, he wanted to go back and think about it, summarize his combat experience, and then come to Chen Jing's fighting method.

Admit defeat, it's impossible!

He felt that the strength between him and Chen Jing was also between them, and he lost because of the use of strength.

He really didn't feel wrong about that.

Immortal cultivators are good at borrowing the power of heaven and earth, and martial artists are good at using their own power.

Chen Jing used every trace of strength skillfully, and with the same strength, Jing Lie could only lose.

Chen Jing, who had been fighting all day, was about to leave, when another inner disciple came to the door.

"Senior brother Lu Li."

This inner disciple is a physical cultivator, and after he saw Chen Jing's skills, he saw that he was happy to hunt and wanted to fight with Chen Jing.

Chen Jing immediately agreed.

The inner disciples of the Qianyuan Holy Land are basically the top group of people in the foundation building period, of course, this does not rule out the appearance of demonic characters in other sects or scattered cultivation.

Chen Jing has no intention of competing with others, but he can learn a lot from fighting against these people.

"Bang!"

Physical cultivation is physical cultivation, and the strength is extremely great, Chen Jing and Lu Li slapped each other, and they were actually shocked back a few steps.

Lu Li's strength was stronger than Jing Lie's.

Wanshan palm!

Trapped God Seals Demon Hand!

Big day!

One step to the sky!

Lu Li's qi and blood were released, rushing straight into the nine skies, and the surface of his body was crawling with mysterious runes, shaking the mountains and rivers with one move.

Chen Jing is not bad, Gang Qi protects his body, and Lu Li's martial arts skills hit his body, and he can't cause him the slightest damage.

He integrated the martial arts in the world, and all kinds of moves were endless, directly fighting against Lu Li.

"Good skills!"

Lu Li snorted, his muscles bulged, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and the shadow of his fist slammed into Chen Jing, and in just one breath, he punched hundreds of punches.

Each of these punches can create a pit tens of meters deep in the earth, hitting people's bodies, and the consequences are even more unimaginable.

Chen Jing's face did not change color, and his fingers pointed out again and again.

Each of his fingers touched Lu Li's fist, and it was still in the same position.

Bang bang bang!

Lu Li played like crazy, and Chen Jing shot faster.

For a short time, the two didn't know how many times they had fought each other.

Finally, at a certain moment, Chen Jing retreated violently, and shouted "explosion" in his mouth.

Lu Li, who was about to pursue Chen Jing, changed his complexion, and then seemed to think of something and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Bang bang!

There were two explosions, and both of his arms exploded into a blood mist!