Even if it is Xiaoyao Xiaopei, he can see at a glance that the exercises that Duan Qing is cultivating are just not even the Yellow Rank, this kind of exercise is the most basic and the lowest, wherever there are monks, there will be this kind of exercise, because this is an exercise that ordinary people must use to step into the ranks of cultivation, it has low power and a peaceful temperament, which can allow any ordinary person with cultivation potential to safely cross the threshold and enter the ranks of monks.

Moreover, this kind of exercise has a characteristic, that is, it does not have any characteristics, Lin Ranjie's cultivation of the Flame Skill will be assisted by a burning flame, and there must be a bonus in terms of strength, and only the cause will never have any characteristics, and the only characteristic is that it only produces a circle of light when it breaks through, just like Duan Qing Fangcai.

But no one could have imagined that Duan Qing was still using such exercises, and among all the bookstores in this Ethereal City, which one did not have the Yellow Rank Exercises for sale?

Besides, even if he was reluctant to spend money, what about that little fairy? She wouldn't be reluctant to give even a Yellow Rank Exercise, that was the one who went to destroy the family for Duan Qing?

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

I can't believe that Duan Qing's cultivation is the exercises, and what is even more unbelievable is that he can actually advance in the fierce battle, which is simply incredible!

You must know which sect disciple, even if it is an outer disciple, when cultivating, will prepare a lot of excellent pills in case of emergency, and there must be elders on the side to protect the Fa, and when something goes wrong, it can be corrected in time, so as not to go astray.

But this guy even dared to advance in the fierce battle? Isn't he afraid that he will go mad, or even die with a burst of meridians?

"Whew——!"

Just as these people were amazed, everyone suddenly exclaimed, and another aura was generated on the surface of Duan Qing's body, falling into the ground.

"This guy actually... Breakthrough again?"

"Damn, it's all right, there's no reason for it!"

"God, spare me, don't let my three views be subverted again..."

"A guy whose cultivation is the most basic cause to decide, who doesn't have any talent, and who doesn't even have a trace of other colors of true qi on his body, unexpectedly..."

Some of these outer disciples opened their mouths wide, some bit their fingers, and some were grabbing their hair hard, and they were all crazy at this time, and at this time, they all felt that even if there were demons and monsters in front of them, it might not be so difficult to accept.

Looking at Duan Qing again, he is still the thin and tall Duan Qing without a trace of color change, and he still does not have any special effect bonuses, but his speed is more agile, his strength is stronger, and he opens and closes widely, as if he is always a full bow, interpreting the beauty of strength.

"Click, click..."

The daggers could no longer withstand Duan Qing's strength, and they shattered into several pieces. He simply threw it down, smashed it directly into the ground, closed his palm in front of his chest, clenched his fist, and spun, shuttling out like a dragon out of the sea.

"Come on!" Lin Ranjie roared, and threw down the fiery sword in his palm suddenly, the sword body silently sank into the ground, leaving only the hilt of the sword, and he gathered the flames of his palms and wrapped them in front of him several times, and suddenly pushed forward, directly imprinted on Duan Qing's chest!

At this time, Duan Qing's fist without any color under the decisive push smashed on Lin Ranjie's face at the same time.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The power gathered in Lin Ranjie's palms burst out, and when the impacting Duan Qing's body was suddenly thrown backwards, Lin Ranjie's skin and flesh seemed to be a big stone thrown into a calm lake, and the ripples rippled outward and trembled, as if the nosebleeds flowed out, but they were completely covered by the rising flames.

"Poof!" Duan Qing tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and at the moment when the onlookers thought he was about to fall, as if he didn't know the pain, he hit him again.

Lin Ranjie wiped his nose, didn't look at it, only felt a little wet, and at the same time dizzy again, facing the direction that Duan Qing was coming from, and rushed forward without the slightest hesitation.

"Bang!"

Another muffled bang!

This time, it was still the same result as the last time, the only difference was that when Duan Qing threw back and vomited blood in mid-air, Lin Ranjie's footsteps took a step back, only one step, but he couldn't even hide it.

On his body, the flames were still rising and beating. On the blood-colored face, a blue-purple fist mark was squarely imprinted in the center of the door in front of him. The nosebleed finally came out, slashed across his lips, past his chin, and fell to the ground, snapping, shattering into countless petals.

And Duan Qing, when he was thrown to the ground, the whole person was lying horizontally, and even rubbed three feet away on the ground, his clothes were all dusty, and there were scratches, and the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth seemed to be unable to swallow, and he spit out three times in a row, and the clothes on his chest were burned, revealing his skin, bronze, and a pair of palm prints were almost completely covered, reddish-purple.

He sat up, spat out a mouthful of blood, and took a deep breath.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and in this short moment, even a few guys rolled up and lit cigarettes in a good mood to be lively, and only took two puffs, the situation had reached such a level.

They looked at the deputy hall master who was dripping with sweat on his forehead and nosebleeds, and then looked at Duan Qing who was spitting blood, his brain was confused for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he still couldn't see clearly, as if the gap between the realms had been filled by something and brought him closer, they knew that there must be such a thing, but they couldn't touch it, they couldn't see it.

In the end, their eyes all looked at Duan Qing: "Freak!" But at the moment when the two words just blurted out, they who thought that the battle was over or simply ended, saw the thin and tall figure, clenched the blood-stained white teeth, slapped the ground with one palm, and when the dust stirred up, he flipped flexibly, kicked under his feet, and rushed up again.

"You..."

Lin Ranjie was slightly stunned, he couldn't imagine that this guy, who had been seriously injured, was still so fierce.

As a disciple of the sect, after receiving the knowledge of cultivation, in addition to the necessary combat experience, in addition to the necessary combat experience, he learned how to judge the combat damage. When the opponent is lightly injured, when it is seriously injured, or simply killed with one hit.

In the battle just now, the two fought against each other for at least thirty moves, it was a contest of weapons, and after giving up the weapon, it was the real injury of the fist, no matter what, Duan Qing was now the result of being seriously injured, but even he felt very uncomfortable in front of the door, and a trace of pain went straight to his brain, forcing his thinking to slow down, and he didn't want to continue fighting, but that guy dared to come again?

Does he really have the heart of death?

Can't tell.

I can't see the slightest thing.

This guy's expression is like a pattern on a card, and no matter where he goes to play cards, all he sees is an expression.

He's dead, am I alive?

The mind that had been slowed down by the heavy blow thought slowly, but the fighting instinct on Lin Ranjie's body had forced the true qi to operate on its own, and above his palms, flames rose and pushed out.

However, this time, Duan Qing's fists were aimed at both palms.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of the collision of true qi made everyone's nerves tremble, and then looked at the place where the fists and palms were fighting, one side of the flames rose and the arrogance was at its peak, and the other side was sullen without any special effects.

"Click!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Lin Ranjie's palms pushed forward again, Duan Qing's fist did not flinch, but there was an explosion on his right arm, and the whole arm was raised upwards with the elbow as the middle point, like a boomerang, but everyone knows that his arm has been broken, completely broken, and the bones have been deformed, this is definitely not a trick, it is a real injury!

Lin Ranjie wanted to stop, but he suddenly sensed a smell of death, and the palms that he was about to withdraw suddenly pushed forward, and the flames in his palms erupted out, five feet long.

It was only at this time that everyone remembered that this was the real trick of the deputy hall master, Yanlong went to sea!

At this time, their bodies and minds suddenly relaxed a little, they all knew that Duan Qing was dead, the Duan Qing who subverted their three views was finished, the deputy hall master was good, and the casual cultivation should have the appearance of casual cultivation, and they still wanted to desperately pull a person with a high position like the deputy hall master on their back?

"Think beautifully, phew-"

Just when they were about to spit on Duan Qing's charred corpse, the figure did not advance but retreated, jumping up in the air, the body twisted trickly, the broken right arm was thrown with the distance of the body, the two broken bones were rubbing, and the muscles were scratched, it was pain from the body, how much it hurt, but why could he endure it?

Everyone is human, although there is a distinction between loose cultivation and sects, although there is a distinction between high and low cultivation, but the physical pain is the same, except for the difference in talent, the body structure is only divided between men and women.

Why is he?

Why?

Looking at the twisted figure, a kick from somewhere, Lin Ranjie's heart sank, his moves were old, and he could only resist hard, but he had true qi armor on his body, except for the weakness of the face, even the heart was not a weakness, even if he resisted hard, he could ...

Suddenly, his eyes changed suddenly, and his body was still on Duan Qing, who was flipped in the air, and an aura actually appeared, sliding down from his body, and the moment he stepped on his chest, the aura also disappeared.

"Bang!"

The True Qi of the Body Protector collided with the True Qi that slid down Duan Qing's body, making an explosion that made people's ears buzz.

Lin Ranjie's eyes changed suddenly, his clenched teeth opened instinctively, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out, he looked at Duan Qing who was getting farther and farther away from him in disbelief, and the pain in his heart made his eyes blacken.

"This..."

Everyone was speechless, in their sight, Duan Qing was still standing in the air, the kicked foot had not been withdrawn, but this time, it was the deputy hall master who threw it backwards, and the blood pulled out a red ribbon in front of him, drawing a parabola that was a foot long, and smashed to the ground.

"Bang!"

Duan Qing fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

In the field, there was no sound beyond that.