The sharp whip leg, with a slight wind, struck Zuo Zimu's chest like lightning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Hearing only the sound of 'bang', Zuo Zimu's chest was pumped out with a muffled sound, and his body involuntarily took a step back.

However, it is only a step back.

Duan Chen, who had succeeded in the first blow, smiled, and was not surprised that Zuo Zimu was unharmed.

Zuo Zimu is an existence of the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, and Duan Chen is just a very ordinary eighteen-year-old young man.

Although he had already practiced the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu to the consummation realm, Duan Chen's lethality had not been improved. The current Duan Chen, except for his light skills, is no different from ordinary people.

Being able to sneak attack Zuo Zimu and knock him back a step has already made Duan Chen very satisfied.

After all, the gap between the two is too big, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a moat.

However, even if the gap between the two was huge, Duan Chen was not afraid, and his eyes instead swelled with fiery battle intent.

Injured Zuo Zimu, Duan Chen had no confidence.

But to protect himself, Duan Chen has a strong self-confidence.

"Kid surnamed Duan, you dare to make a move on me?!" Zuo Zimu woke up from his stunned mood, and then his long sword shook, and a sword shadow surging with white energy stabbed towards Duan Chen.

Zuo Zimu had great confidence in his blow, because he didn't sense Duan Chen's internal strength fluctuations, which meant that Duan Chen was an ordinary person.

Therefore, in his eyes, Duan Chen was already a dead man.

However, just when Zuo Zimu thought that Duan Chen was going to die, Duan Chen once again turned into a blurred white light and dodged the attacking sword shadow, disappearing in place like a ghost.

"What kind of light skill is this!" Zuo Zimu was dumbfounded, with his strength, he didn't even see how Duan Chen disappeared!

"Bang!"

Another dull voice sounded, Zuo Zimu's head was suddenly covered, and a pain came from the back of his head.

Hurriedly stretched out his palm and touched it at the back of his head, the wet feel made Zuo Zimu feel bad, and when he looked down, his originally white palm was full of blood.

And in the distance, Duan Chen, who was in a white robe, looked at him with a smile, and he didn't know when there was an extra brick in his hand.

"Bastard boy, I'm going to kill you!!" The injury in the back of the head made Zuo Zimu almost crazy, and he swung his long sword and stabbed at Duan Chen angrily.

The steel long sword carried a trace of strong wind, blowing away the dust on the ground, but before the long sword could stab Duan Chen, Duan Chen disappeared again.

"Smack!"

The voice sounded again, but this time it was Zuo Zimu's old face where it was hit.

There is no need for internal strength to perform Lingbo Weibu, in the words of the game, Lingbo Weibu is a level 0 martial art, and ordinary people can also use it. Therefore, Duan Chen used it again and again, and kept leaving shallow bruises on Zuo Zimu's body with bricks.

Of course, without the blessing of internal strength, Duan Chen would not be able to truly display the subtlety of Ling Bo Weibu.

But it is more than enough to deal with Zuo Zimu!

After several battles, Duan Chen was unharmed, and Zuo Zimu was hit by the bricks several times.

Especially on his yellowed old face, there is a phantom of a brick clearly imprinted.

Zuo Zimu hated and was angry, as the head of the dignified Infinite Sword Sect, a strong man whose strength had reached the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, he was helpless against a kid who didn't know martial arts and could only float around.

And Duan Chen obviously doesn't know martial arts, but he can always hit him with bricks. Although those wounds were not fatal, they were great humiliating for him.

The resentful Zuo Zimu waved his sword frantically, driving a burst of whimpering winds, and even split a certain obstructive pine tree in half, but he still couldn't help Duan Chen.

"Left Master, your speed is too slow," turning sideways to dodge an attacking sword shadow, Duan Chen stood on a boulder and shook his head, "I really don't know how you became the head of the Infinite Sword Sect." ”

That's a bit of a sarcasm.

However, if he could make Zuo Zi Mu lose his mind, Duan Chen would be happy to do it.

"Bastard boy, don't hide if you have the ability!" Zuo Zimu panted and shouted with anger in his eyes.

"You have the ability, you cut me. Duan Chen grinned, revealing a mouthful of crystal white teeth.

The strength of the two of them is like the difference between a tiger and a kitten, in terms of lethality, Zuo Zimu is naturally the tiger. It's a pity that his speed is too slow, and his sword moves can't catch up with Ling Bo's pace, so naturally he can't help Duan Chen's kitten.

Just when Duan Chen and Zuo Zimu were facing each other, the battle on Fu Sigui's side was over.

Under the crushing strength, Fu Sigui was as unstoppable as the god of war, and where the stick shadow swept by, those disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect were either broken bones or broken flesh, and they were not Fu Sigui's opponents at all.

Only one or two middle-aged people with slightly stronger strength could barely resist Fu Sigui's stick shadow, but they were still knocked to the ground, lying on the ground panting for breath.

"Childe, are you okay?" Fu Sigui came to Duan Chen in an arrow step and asked with concern.

"I'm fine," Duan Chen shook his head, and then pointed at the resentful Zuo Zimu, "But the left head is in trouble, tsk, look at it, that face has been slapped into a pig's head." ”

Duan Chen's ridicule did not make Fu Sigui laugh, on the contrary, he looked at Duan Chen with an extremely serious face.

He had always watched the confrontation between Duan Chen and Zuo Zimu before, and when he saw Duan Chen perform a wonderful light skill to turn Zuo Zimu around, a thick doubt welled up in his heart.

Childe, when did you become so powerful?

The light skills performed were so elegant, even masters like Zuo Zimu couldn't help it, and even Fu Sigui himself couldn't see the subtlety of that light skills.

However, Fu Sigui is extremely scrupulous in his duty as a courtier, although he has great doubts in his heart, he knows what to ask and what not to ask.

If Duan Chen wanted to tell him, he would naturally know, and if he didn't want to tell him, it would be useless for him to ask.

Having said that, it's also a good thing that Duan Chen has become stronger.

You must know that Duan Chen, who is the king of Jingbei, has 30,000 elite soldiers in his hands. Duan Chen, who has become stronger, will naturally be more handy with his subordinates.

"Childe, what should you do with this Zuo Zimu, are you going to kill it?" Fu Sigui's bronze stick pointed at Zuo Zimu and asked in a deep voice.

If Duan Chen nodded, then he would kill Zuo Zimu on the spot mercilessly, anyway, he would not feel guilty for killing such a capricious villain.

"If you want to kill Zuo Zimu, I have to think about this. Duan Chen threw away the bricks in his hand and glanced at Zuo Zimu deeply.

"Duan, Duan Gongzi spares his life!" Zuo Zimu realized the seriousness of the matter, once Duan Chen moved his murderous intent, then he would definitely not survive.

In terms of force, he couldn't beat Fu Sigui, who was one level higher than him, and he couldn't run, so he could only beg for mercy again and again, begging Duan Chen to spare him with kindness.

"Duan Gongzi, I don't know Taishan with my eyes, I don't know that the two of you have unique skills, and I still want to raise my hand and let me go this time!" Zuo Zimu's face turned red nervously, and he kept begging for mercy.

However, when he saw Duan Chen's strange gaze, Zuo Zimu suddenly shook his spirit, and his knees almost fell to his knees.

Duan Chen didn't have the intention of killing Zuo Zimu, because he didn't want to change the direction of history, and his cousin Duan Yu was still counting on being poisoned by Zuo Zimu, and then opening a series of copies.

"Forget it, spare his life. Duan Chen shook his head, his gaze changing from his previous appearance back to normal.

He was fighting Zuozi Mu Neili's idea just now, but as soon as he thought of the limitations of the Northern Spiritual Skill, he had to give up.

Although the Northern Shengong is extremely powerful and can absorb people's internal force and turn it into its own true qi, it has limitations.

That is, the opponent's internal strength cannot be much higher than that of the cultivator.

Duan Chen currently has no internal strength and belongs to the tabula rasa state, while Zuo Zimu has reached the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow. If you rashly absorb Zuo Zimu's internal force, it will only blow up the dantian, and there is even a danger of falling.

Patting the brocade robe, Duan Chen jumped down from the boulder, and then left the Infinite Sword Sect with Fu Sigui.

"Thank you Duan Gongzi for your mercy!" Zuo Zimu's voice came from behind him.

Duan Chen walked expressionlessly, but when he passed by a certain disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it fiercely on the person's arm.

A terrifying suction burst out from Duan Chen's hand and spread to that disciple's entire body. The next moment, a warm internal force was withdrawn from that person's body and poured into Duan Chen's dantian.

If you can't absorb Zuo Zimu's internal force, then take his subordinates!

The disciple who had been drained of his internal strength rolled his eyes, lay on the ground like soft mud, and fainted.

And Duan Chen and Fu Sigui have already left.

Walking in the beautiful Wuliang Mountain, Duan Chen sensed the internal force flowing in the meridians and grinned with satisfaction.

"It's the second floor the day after tomorrow. ”