Chapter 143: Bloodthirsty Secret Technique, Black and White Meritorious Service

A blue light suddenly lit up in the mountains and forests, Qiao Chen'an used the golden pill mana, and the thirty-six mana true lines that had been engraved in the acupuncture points in his body suddenly lit up, and the secret power flowed, providing him with a speed beyond the mundane!

Qiao Chen'an stepped on the void with his left foot, the air was faintly rippling, and in the next moment, his body disappeared directly from the spot and came straight to Zheng Yuange.

"So fast!"

Zheng Yuange's eyes widened, and he subconsciously exclaimed, his expression was shocked, Qiao Chen's sudden burst of speed was far beyond his imagination, several times faster than the speed of ordinary Jindan monks!

Qiao Chen'an's expression was cold, and he directly swung his right fist, and his aura was spurting, like a golden Jiao coming out of a hole, roaring towards Zheng Yuange's chest!

Zheng Yuange was helpless, and he didn't even have time to resist with a spell, so he could only watch as the fist enlarged in front of his eyes and finally fell on him.

The sound of flesh colliding sounded, and the sound of bone cracking was faintly heard, Zheng Yuange screamed miserably, his body shot backwards like a cannonball, and the blood in his mouth vomited wildly.

However, Qiao Chen'an was faster than him, after casting the Divine Power Garuda Wings, his speed had reached an unimaginable level, and when he stepped out, the blue light flowed, leaving a series of cyan afterimages in mid-air, and then he appeared in front of Zheng Yuange again, raising his foot and kicking forward!

Zheng Yuange's body flew upside down again, plowing a deep ravine on the ground, and blood kept spilling from his mouth, Qiao Chen'an repeated his old trick, approaching again, and punched each other, but saw Zheng Yuange's face showing a gloomy color, opened his mouth and roared, the sound ran through the mountains and fields, and spewed out immeasurable firelight, and at the same time, a layer of cyan spiritual power light appeared on his body.

Qiao Chen'an kicked the spiritual power shield to pieces, and when he saw the firelight coming to his face, his brows furrowed slightly, his body turned into blue light, disappeared in a flash, and fell to the ground.

Zheng Yuange rolled backwards more than a dozen times in succession before he stopped, and got up from the ground, covered in dust, with blood stains on his clothes, a piece of his chest obviously collapsed, his sternum was shattered, and there was still a trace of blood spilling out of his mouth, and his face was very pale.

As soon as he got up, he cast spells in his hands one after another, condensing several layers of spiritual power light shields around him, bowing in embarrassment, staring at Qiao Chen'an not far away with a pair of eyes viciously, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and blood, opened his mouth and coughed up a ball of scarlet blood, felt the pain in his chest like a knife, his expression became more and more hideous, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and said: "It turned out to be a rare body refiner, you really surprised me, you can actually hurt me to this extent!"

Qiao Chen'an stared intently at the several layers of spiritual power shields around Zheng Yuange's body, but he didn't answer, his brows furrowed slightly, the other party already had protection, even if he relied on the benefits of his supernatural powers, it would be difficult to take advantage of it again.

If he is entangled once he is entangled, even if he becomes a foreign product, based on the mysterious "rice balls", and his mana is as strong as the sea, it is inevitable that he will have a moment of exhaustion.

At this moment, he suddenly seemed to sense something in his heart, and his eyes bloomed.

Zheng Yuange's murderous machine seemed to be turbulent, and it was difficult to suppress it, staring at Qiao Chenan with a vicious expression, and said sharply: "I want to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

A streamer suddenly appeared on his hand, and a roar came out of his mouth, and his fingertips were connected to points everywhere on his body, and the aura on his body became more powerful with each point, and after a few breaths, the aura that erupted on his body was several times stronger than before!

In the distance, Mu Qingying's face changed slightly when he saw this, and he frowned and whispered, "This is the 'bloodthirsty' secret technique?"

There is a hint of suspicion in her eyes, if it is really a "bloodthirsty" secret technique, then the identity of the person in front of her is not simple, but she has only heard about this secret technique, and this time she saw Zheng Yuange perform it, and she can't be sure yet.

Zheng Yuange shouted, the spiritual light on his body boiled, turning into a cyan arc of light that drowned him, and the spiritual power rushed into the sky, and the strength of the Jindan monk was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

He raised his hand and pointed at it, and the golden bell magic weapon rose from the ground, like a mountain, covering the sky and the sun, and smashed down towards Qiao Chen'an's head at a speed several times before, the white jade bone folding fan in his hand was bright and bright, the air emitted a piercing roar, and countless wind blades took shape, turning into a storm, and even the clouds in the sky were scattered!

"Die!"

Zheng Yuange let out a beast-like roar in his throat, his eyes were red, and the blue light outside his body suddenly increased a few points, and his body converged into a cyan male lion with a body length of more than ten zhang, and let out a wild roar from the sky, roaring towards Qiao Chen'an!

Qiao Chen'an's body surface flashed around, his body disappeared from the place, and he walked in the air, the golden bell magic weapon was directly in front of him, the light was dazzling, and the power was mighty, he suddenly raised his hand and spread his palm forward, and a black and white air flow like a swimming dragon appeared, and with a brush on the golden bell magic weapon, the aura of the magic weapon suddenly became dim.

Qiao Chen'an's eyes showed a strange light, the light in his pupils was great, and he waved the black and white qi again and brushed towards the golden bell magic weapon, this time the spiritual light on the magic weapon was completely dimmed, and black and white weird patterns appeared, and then a click and a click sound came out, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface, and they fell to the ground with a bang, collapsing into countless pieces.

Even if he saw this scene with Qiao Chen'an's heart, his face was happy, and when he saw that the Infinite Wind Blade was about to reach his body, he urged the supernatural power again and again, leaving a series of afterimages in mid-air, and the next moment it appeared not far from Zheng Yuange's side.

"My magic weapon!"

Zheng Yuange exclaimed, he didn't expect that his magic weapon was directly abolished by the black and white two qi in Qiao Chen'an's hand twice, his face was ruthless, and as soon as his heart moved, the cyan lion pounced on Qiao Chen'an, opened his bloody mouth, and wanted to swallow it into his stomach.

Seeing this, Qiao Chen'an's expression was indifferent, he snorted coldly, and the black and white air in his hand swirled, as if turning into a long river waterfall, and brushed towards the spiritual power lion, and after a few back and forth, the spiritual power collapsed, and the male lion turned into nothingness.

Zheng Yuange's face showed a look of horror, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, and exclaimed incredibly: "What kind of Dao technique is this!?"

Qiao Chen'an ignored him, and appeared in front of him under the flash of blue light, and with a clear drink, the black and white qi brushed towards Zheng Yuange, and after a few ups and downs, the spiritual power light mask was broken layer by layer.

Zheng Yuange's face changed suddenly, his face was full of disbelief, and he hurriedly urged his spiritual power, trying his best to maintain the stability of the spiritual power mask on his body, but under Qiao Chen'an's black and white qi, he was already crumbling.

"Hateful!"

Zheng Yuange's face suddenly flushed abnormally, he coughed up blood in his mouth, and a faint blood mist overflowed from the various acupoints on his body, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

The spiritual power shield collapsed!