"Did you hurt my partner?" asked the Tibetan man with an unkind look.

"It's me. Shang Qi looked at the Tibetan man calmly.

"Take my knife, and forget about you hitting my partner. ”

As he spoke, the Tibetan man pulled out a scimitar from his waist. The scimitar came out of its sheath, and a chill instantly filled the air, and the momentum of the peak of the transcendent realm filled the entire small canyon.

Meng Ruoqing's faces changed slightly, and she wanted to say a few words for Shang Qi, but when she came to her mouth, she didn't know how to speak, and the speech of the cultivation realm was about strength.

The breath was on par with Yan Qin, Shang Qi looked at each other quietly, and slowly condensed a handful of embroidered Jin Ge in his hand.

Since he fought in the Yuan Dan Realm, Shang Qi's whole mentality is completely different from before, no matter whether he can fight or not, he will fight first, if he doesn't even have the courage to fight, what kind of truth do he seek.

"Such a powerful killing weapon, he is not just an individual cultivator. Meng Ruoqing stared at the weapon in Shang Qi's hand and said secretly in her heart, and at the same time looked at the scimitar in the hand of the Tibetan man, a little worried in her heart.

The Tibetan man jumped up, his figure disappeared in an instant, and then suddenly appeared, and in an instant, his figure was everywhere, and there were knife shadows everywhere, and the strong chill forced several people next to him to keep retreating.

Shang Qi stepped out in one step, and his figure was disillusioned, leaving behind one afterimage after another.

Meng Ruoqing was suddenly a little lost, and whispered to her companions: "It seems that over the years, our Meng family has fallen too far behind. ”

Just listen to the sound of "sonorous", the sound of gold and iron.

Shang Qi raised Jin Ge in his hand, and at the same time, the shadow of the sword in the sky instantly turned into a knife, and the two sides touched each other, each taking a step back.

"I said, take me a knife, and you hit my partner, and you will write it off. The Tibetan man waved his hand and walked step by step towards the valley with the snowman, and after a long time, a sentence came: "My name is Baima Qingsang." ”

"My name is Shang Qi!" Shang Qi looked at the direction in which the Tibetan man left, and his thoughts surged: "He didn't use all his strength, it seems that I still have a big gap." Suddenly, his face turned red, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you okay?" Meng Ruoqing saw that Shang Qi's face was wrong, and hurriedly ran up, "Are you also here to participate in this family exchange?"

"Sort of, I'm Shang Qi of the Han family. ”

"Hello, we are from the Meng family in Jiaodong, and my name is Meng Ruoqing. Thank you for saving us. ”

Shang Qi smiled faintly: "You're welcome." Nothing, I'll go first. With that, he stepped out and left far away in an instant.

"Hey, don't go so fast!" Meng Ruoqing looked at the direction Shang Qi had left and shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Sister Qing, why are these people weird?

Meng Ruoqing glared at them: "What do you know, masters are like this." Usually let you cultivate well, you guys here and that, it's just a reason, now you know the gap, right?"

Several of his companions bowed their heads. Meng Ruoqing sighed and pointed to the few people who fell to the ground: "Forget it, let's get them back first." ”

Shang Qi came to a steep ice cliff, made a hole with his dagger and got in.

Thinking back to the fine veins on the snowman, it seems that it is an independent vein that is reopened outside of the blood vessels and nerve fibers for the operation of the Yuan Force, which seems to be fantastical, but it is theoretically feasible.

The purpose of the first stage of the Interception Fist is to return to the original state of the physical body again after the Yuan Force tempering reaches a certain level, return to the basics, and become an ordinary appearance.

Shangqi has been stuck on an opportunity, and now the opportunity has finally been found, and the snowman is a living example.

Theoretically, as many blood vessels as there are in a person's body, there can be as many yuan force veins. But when Shang Qi really worked in this direction, he found that opening up the Yuan Vein was far more difficult than finding the opportunity of the Yuan Vein.

Shang Qi didn't know how the founder of the true goal of Interception Fist created this way of refining the body, but he was extremely impressed in his heart, but he didn't know what realm he had finally reached.

Shang Qi didn't know how others had reached the third level of body refining, but this method of forcibly creating a Yuan Vein was no less than digging a tunnel in the deep mountains.

Shang Qi didn't have any references, so he could only explore them by himself. After making up his mind, his divine consciousness was all restrained and condensed in his right hand, and Shang Qi decided to start here.

From blood vessels to capillaries, it's a complete network. The only thing Shang Qi can do without worrying is that he no longer has to deliberately look for a path to build the Yuan Vein, as long as he clings to all the blood vessels.

The green power of wood fills the entire right hand, containing powerful healing and regeneration abilities. This is also the reason why Shang Qi dares to try like this, and the wonder of the Great Five Elements Technique is being excavated by Shang Qi little by little.

Shang Qi let out a low roar, and the green tendons in his right hand bulged, and there was a sharp pain in threading needles under his skin. The power of the wood blasted parallel paths along the veins, emitting a silent pop while quickly repairing the damaged musculature.

Shang Qi's right hand skin kept squirming. It's as if a careless one is about to be blown out of a bloody hole. I can only play up the spirit of twelve points, and build the vein little by little.

The process was very slow and painful, and I don't know how long it took, but gradually a faint green network spread like blood vessels throughout the right hand.

The power of the wood surged out again, washing over and over again the newly formed veins, and when all the veins were solidified, like blood vessels, they truly turned into substance, and the Yuan veins of the right hand were completely formed.

Shang Qi clenched his right hand as if he heard a thunderous sound, and the power of his simple right hand was comparable to a sharp weapon, full of power.

Shang Qi let out a long breath, only to find that the Yuan Power in his body had almost been exhausted, and he had only barely completed the Yuan Vein Creation in his right hand.

"It seems that there is more to prepare for next time, but fortunately this time I have achieved my goal. Shang Qi let out a sigh and walked out of the ice cave.

It's already late at night, the moonlight on the plateau is exceptionally bright, and the vast snowfields are even quieter.

Shang Qi suddenly stopped as he walked, looked at a figure slowly appearing in front of him, and his pupils shrank: "Shadow Assassin!"

A young man in black looked at Shang Qi with fierce eyes, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, the sound of breaking the sky was approaching instantly.

Shang Qi quickly dodged and left behind afterimages, only to see that the silver light instantly penetrated the afterimages, and sank deep into the mountain wall next to him like a knife cutting tofu.

At the same time, a throwing knife slashed against Shang Qi's skin, and all this was like flowing water, and killing became an art in their hands.

The Shadow Assassin's move was a killing move, Shang Qi was deeply touched, and the Jin Ge in his hand continued to roar, sending out a crisp collision with the other party. The pitch-black dagger snorted a faint sword light, and its aura was far more powerful than the assassin he had encountered in the sect last time.

Shang Qi kept retreating, and the Shadow Assassin was above him in both cultivation and killing skills.

Suddenly, the Shadow Assassin kicked Shang Qi in the chest, Shang Qi snorted and retreated, and the Shadow Assassin followed him like a shadow, catching up in an instant, stabbing Shang Qi's sea of qi with a shocking aura.

Shang Qi roared, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the blade of the dagger.

"It can't be!"

The Shadow Assassin chuckled inwardly, he had calculated everything, but he didn't expect Shang Qi to be able to grab the Soul Breaker Dagger with his bare hands.

The Shadow Assassin missed the blow and was about to retreat, when suddenly his chest went cold, and Shang Qi's left hand had pierced him deep into the heart. The Shadow Assassin instantly fell to his knees like a deflated ball, and laughed miserably: "Shadows are everywhere..."

Shang Qi pulled out the dagger, slitting his throat in an instant, and there was another pitch-black dagger in his hand.

The night was quiet.

Shang Qi quietly looked at the shadow assassin who fell to the ground, and there was no turning back for him.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he turned to leave.