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Burst.

Beads of blood spilled, and the knife grazed its jaw, narrowly grinding off a thin layer of skin.

Slipping under his feet, Ji Lian touched his reddened jaw, although he had palpitations, his mouth was laughing wildly: "It's slowing down." Hehe, if you're any faster, maybe I'll die. Your exercises can't support your long-term strength, but that's right, otherwise, your exercises are really invincible in the world. ”

The heavy knife was retracted, ignoring the beads of sweat that fell from his forehead and wet his hair, Qin Feng's chest rose violently and replied: "Don't you know that villains always die from talking too much?" However, in his heart, he had to admit that in the last blow of the party, it was indeed the heart that was overwhelmed and suddenly throbbed, which caused it to slow down.

I don't want to be a cultivator who is killed by mortals.

Repented, Qin Feng made a decision in his heart: "That's it, it's better to use the means of cultivators!"

At the same time, Ji Lian also seemed to feel that he had reached the point of using a killer move. Fei Lian retracted in a virtual way, closed his backhand and butted at the handle.

Scratch.

I only heard a sharp sound, and the two short handles actually concealed a mystery, and they pulled out a three-foot long handle in an instant.

Frightened, Qin Feng hurriedly jumped back, his neck was slightly cold, but a bloody mark was cut, and he almost lost his head. And this is just the beginning, the long-handled double sickle is like a whirlpool in Ji Lian's hands.

The drawbacks of lack of experience reappeared, and this strange and agile weapon made Qin Feng a little at a loss, and three more scars were added in a few rounds. I wanted to use spiritual power, but I couldn't condense my spiritual power under the continuous attack.

Choke!

He is also a cultivator after all, and he was beaten like this by a mortal. Qin Feng was ashamed and indignant in his heart: "Damn." Angrily, ignoring Fei Lian, who hooked his abdomen, he raised his knife and slashed at Ji Lian Tianlinggai at the price of being dissected.

Suddenly, the season's eyes lit up. In ecstasy, he blurted out: "Good opportunity." The long handle in his hand was retracted and suddenly shortened by a foot. With a twist of his dexterous wrist, Fei Lian changed his sweep to a pick, pointing at Qin Feng's raised right arm tendon and picking it up.

Bang.

The heavy knife fell with a bang.

But it gave Qin Feng a chance to retreat a little bit, and took advantage of the moment when Ji Lian's scythe was stagnant, and immediately pulled back.

It's really unimaginable, this person has both strength and speed, but his combat experience is not as good as a second-rate martial artist. Ji Lian even felt lucky about his victory.

But seeing that the victory was in hand, Ji Lian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue. Zuoyin ridiculed: "Haha, it's really embarrassing, it seems that I overestimated you." At the same time, the five-finger active action of the grip warms up, and the internal force in the body is circulating between the arms.

Crackling......

The unmasked sound of bones rattling.

Wind Forest Volcano.

Qin Feng knew that the next blow would definitely be a life-and-death move.

If you make a move, you don't have to fight to tell the winner. In his mind, Qin Feng saw Ji Lian flash like lightning, and more than half of his sword was raised, and his head was already flying in the air with blood......

But Qin Feng didn't move, since he was even more happy about it. It wasn't until after three breaths that he smiled confidently: "What a blessing to have me personally end your life." Look, the next move, I'm going to cut off your head. Stepping forward, the double sickle untied the cross and locked on Qin Feng's neck.

Ji Lian made an extremely wrong decision. If you don't give up, maybe the outcome is still unpredictable.

However, while buying time for himself to breathe, the noisy tongue also gave Qin Feng a chance to kill. In the time of three breaths, he finally lifted the spiritual power around his body and hid his left palm under his sleeve.

Qin Feng responded with a strange smile: "Your Excellency can shut up." ”

An inexplicable momentum erupted from Qin Feng's body. Ji Lian suddenly felt a strong coercion, and his heart was shocked: "What's going on?" It was like fear from instinct, and even the movements in his hands began to stiffen.

Qin Feng raised his left arm, and a red orb flew out, blooming with a faint red light that was barely visible to the naked eye. In an instant, Ji Lian's eyes were distracted, his arms were weak, and he walked towards Qin Feng along the sluggishness of inertia.

It is the soul dementor method that has been refined for a long time. But relying only on the power emitted by spiritual triggers is far enough for a mere mortal.

It's just that there are really some victories that are not martial, and he said from the bottom of his heart: "Your Excellency's martial arts, Qin is really convinced." As he spoke, Qin Feng lifted the heavy knife and went straight through Ji Lian's chest.

Under the severe pain, Ji Lian's eyes were clear again, and his weak arm grabbed Qin Feng tightly, spitting blood and unwillingly: "You, how can you use the treasure of the immortals." But he still thought that the red jewel was found in the ancient book.

Pushing down Ji Lian who was holding him with one hand, Qin Feng looked down and replied, "Okay, let you die clearly." If you really want to talk about it, I'm the immortal you're looking for—a cultivator. ”

Lying on the ground in large letters, the last insult was returned with a rude posture. Ji Lian gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out that the immortal is like this!" until the vitality was extinguished after a few breaths, but his eyes were still unwilling to stare at death in anger.

Squatting down to help him close his eyes, Qin Feng muttered, "Hmph, if you want to blame, blame you for being too carried away." ”

It was also fortunate that Qin Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly at the corner of his mouth. If Ji Lian chose not to buy time to perform the lore, and also fought with himself in a tired manner, the result was really likely to be reversed.

If this is the case, although he can be regarded as a beginner, he doesn't know if he is the first cultivator to be defeated by mortals.

With a flash of thought, Qin Feng shook his head and stopped thinking nonsense. returned the same way, and hit Zhang Jin who was looking for him halfway through the wall.

But seeing that Qin Feng was quite embarrassed, Zhang Jin asked anxiously, "Did you kill him?" or ......?"

Qin Feng nodded, but replied, "Killed." "I'm not even embarrassed to go into detail.

didn't ask any questions, but when he heard the affirmation, Zhang Jin's face suddenly relaxed a lot: "That's good, otherwise, when he escapes back to the camp, framing him and not saying it, it will always be an unstable factor." By the way, we still have to go to Yuan, Yuan. It seemed that he couldn't even remember the name, and after a pause, Zhang Jin smiled awkwardly, "Do you still go to find a psychic?" Although I have a little injury on my foot, it is not in the way. "It's just that the body is much more honest than the mouth, and the cold sweat on the head doesn't look like it's out of the way.

Naturally, Zhang Jin would not be left here, Qin Feng shook his head decisively and said, "Don't worry, I have also suffered some injuries." Let us breathe for a moment. Otherwise, we will be in this state, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to cope with the situation again. "On the other hand, if you have overdrawn your potential again, you must also use the Qi Alchemy to alleviate the damage to your physical body.

I just thought it was just to take care of myself. Zhang Jin's face was a little unwilling, but he felt that what he said was reasonable, and finally nodded reluctantly: "Okay." ”

stepped forward to help Zhang Jin back to the cave. A bunch of bonfire knives were built to disinfect Zhang Jin's left leg.

With a zing, his thighs twitched uncontrollably, and he rolled his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

I was full of admiration in my heart, "Okay." Qin Feng tore off the clean clothes that were not stained with blood from the corpses lying in a pool of blood and hastily helped to bandage them.

But after seeing that Zhang Jin couldn't help but fall asleep, he got up tiredly, and after making sure that there was no danger left and right, he came back and sat cross-legged on the ground and held his mind and started the "Qi Alchemy".

......

Completely oblivious to the passage of time, completely unremembered how many weeks it had been running. When Qin Feng felt a little soothing and steady, he came back to his senses, only to see that Zhang Jin had gone to pick up the "treasure" that Ji Lian had taken away. The cheeks were slightly red, and I don't know if it was a wound infection or a cold. His eyes seemed to be wide open, the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable mocking smile, and he was listlessly fiddling with the treasure in his hand.

Mixed between true and false, Qin Feng got up and said, "Don't look at it, except for the liquid in that bottle, which will be useful later, everything else is just broken copper and iron." He took out the ancient book from his arms and shook it in Zhang Jin's eyes, "This is the real treasure." ”

Zhang Jin was suddenly surprised: "What? Isn't that what failed research data is recorded on it?" and even wondered if he had heard it wrong. At that time, when Qin Feng grabbed this book and read it, he was also watching from the sidelines. Although I don't know anything, I can see that there is no immortal magic recorded on it at all. It's all pictures of inexplicable flowers and plants, or a diagram of the human body structure.

It was difficult to take off the mask of lies after wearing it for a long time, Qin Feng raised his head and smiled, and said matter-of-factly: "Heh, then why do you think Ji Lian and they want to watch me disagree." There is also a method of cultivating the truth hidden in this ancient book, and this matter will be settled down. So we went back and realized together. ”

Zhang Jin said happily: "Really?" The color of ecstasy flashed away, and then he looked down at the completely ruined left foot, but he couldn't help but sigh.

I don't want Zhang Jin to give up his desire to survive. Qin Feng stepped forward and hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, it's not difficult to cultivate the true art of flesh and bones. It is nothing if the muscles and bones are broken. It's finally curable. "It's not all lying. After all, for medical cultivation, as long as it does not involve the regeneration of severed limbs, such a worldly helpless illness will cost some elixir at most.

Although mortals want to cultivate immortals, unless they are talented, they must be able to use elixir to build their bodies. Otherwise, it is difficult to feel angry after mediocre qualifications for several or even more than ten years. Qin Feng asked himself if he wanted to help Zhang Jin ascend to the immortal path, I am afraid that he would be a little reluctant. But this leg disease means that even if he sells his only magic weapon, he has to cure it.

With the light and dust, to repay grievances directly, to repay virtue with virtue. This is Qin Feng's gentleman's way.

After chatting with him for a while, Zhang Jin could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell asleep with a smile on his face.

Qin Feng thought secretly in his heart: "Just wait for him to sleep for a few more hours." When there was nothing to do, he took out his research notes and looked through them carefully.

I don't understand the professional number words and obscure rune formulas at all, but I forcibly memorize them and imprint them into my mind. But in half a tea room, I flipped through more than 30 pages. Although it was just a fluke, Qin Feng himself couldn't help but be amazed, and his memory was also so strong because of the stimulation of his potential. When I came back to my senses, I realized that I had a faint headache. Immediately slowed down the progress and slowly flipped through it, expecting that two hours would be enough to memorize this book, which was only more than 200 pages, and had already made up his mind to burn this book later.

More than halfway through the pages, a catalogue aroused Qin Feng's great interest.