Chapter Ninety-Four: Fighting

On another battlefield not far away, Tang Zhiwei was wearing a Horcrux, and under the sharp knife formation between several team members, more than half of the people brought by Yi Muqi were dead and injured at this time, and Yuan Yuan and others were standing aside, and several people did not intend to help.

"In the Soul Movement Realm, you can force me to this step, you are the first, and now you can rest assured that you will die"

Yi Muqi enjoyed the pleasure of powerful power while happily mocking.

Qingji ignored his provocation, but observed his body intently, the power brought by this physical training martial art is indeed good, but it doesn't seem to last long, and generally this kind of martial art that increases strength in a short time through self-harm must have great side effects, and it will cause great harm to the body.

"Hehe, do you see it, but what can you do now?"

Yi Muqi sneered and took a step, slowly walking towards him step by step.

Qingji narrowed his eyes, the solemnity in his heart increased a little again, and as Yi Muqi approached, a scorching wave of air rushed to his face, and everything he saw in front of him was slightly distorted, making him unable to see it really.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and a thick sense of crisis swept through his body, and he blasted out of instinct at an extremely fast speed.

Rumble!!

Qingji drew back more than ten meters, he looked down at the somewhat reddened fist, a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at Yi Muqi with full of fighting spirit, and then stretched out a finger to pick.

Seeing this, the latter's emotions that had just calmed down instantly became angry, and he roared with a hideous expression, "You are a weak person, why should you provoke the dignity of the strong?"

After speaking, his whole body shot out like an arrow from the string.

Qingji stood straight, looked at the blurred red line, and said lightly, "At least you are not a strong person in my eyes"

Boom, Qingji didn't dodge or dodge a punch in his face, and against the strength that surpassed himself and the pain of the fire, he stubbornly carried the impact of Yimuqi.

"Hmph, I'll see how long you can hold on"

Yi Muqi shouted angrily, and the attack like a raging storm swept towards Qingji.

In the face of an opponent with a surge in strength, Qingji did not have the arrogance to collide with it, constantly dodging through the advantage of his own speed, and he only resisted some of the attacks that he couldn't dodge, and then continued to retreat backwards with the help of the reverse thrust.

Looking at the clear marks as if fleeing for his life, Yi Muqi laughed loudly, and followed him to launch fierce attacks continuously.

The two of them shuttled through the battlefield at a very fast speed, and the others couldn't see their movements clearly, and even Shuo Ran could only see two blurry figures.

Qingji suddenly stopped, and after sneering, his palms quickly slapped more than a dozen Qingxin seals.

Yi Muqi was stunned for a moment, and his body that rushed forward at high speed didn't have time to dodge at this time, but he didn't seem panicked, and only after a few punches did he break up all the Qingxin Seals, and with the help of the reverse thrust, he stopped not far from the Qingji.

"Why don't you run away? Or do you think you have the capital to compete with me?"

Qingji raised a hand, and a black ball as deep as a black hole on it spun rapidly, and streams of death spread out from it.

Yi Muqi put away his contempt at this time, after all, he had just suffered a loss on the Tiangang seal.

"Do you think I'm going to fall twice in the same place"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Qingji's eyes gradually became sharp, and the next moment he flung his arm hard, and the pitch-black Tiangang Seal shot out like lightning, and the vitality of the places along the way was instantly devoured, leaving only a vacuum visible to the naked eye that could not heal for a long time.

Looking at the palpitating black light, Yi Muqi's pupils shrank suddenly, and this time the Tiangang Seal was even more difficult to deal with than the previous ones.

But fortunately, he was also prepared, his right hand was suddenly clenched, and a small fiery red fire dragon coiled around his arm, and when the Tiangang seal swept in front of him, he roared and punched out.

Boom, boom, waves of blazing waves continued to spread, and the Shura Tiangang Seal continued to decompose it, as if it wanted to devour the fire dragon, while the latter desperately resisted.

Soon a tornado appeared in front of Yi Muqi, and all the boulders around him turned into dust.

Taking advantage of this time, Qingji had already retreated to a hundred meters away, and he glanced at the scene on Tang Zhiwei's side and found that the situation there was not optimistic.

"It seems to be a quick fix"

The dust and smoke dissipated, and Yi Muqi stood in place panting, but at this time, his right arm was wrapped with a little black, and it seemed that the death had a great impact on him.

"That's good," he gritted his teeth and looked at the scar, eager to cut it with a thousand cuts.

Qing Scar smiled indifferently, and his body shook and deceived him again, using pure physical strength.

The brows of the Yuan Yuan, who was always paying attention to this side from a distance, furrowed deeply, and he looked at Shuo Ran's broken arm, and always felt that Qingji seemed to have hole cards that had not been revealed.

"Shall we just leave it alone" Yi Yuan looked at Bai Sha and the two, obviously he was not sure of his mind.

"This time it's not that simple, we're observing" Bai Sha seemed calm, but in fact, her palms had already pinched into a cold sweat.

Bang, Qingji was knocked back more than ten steps, and he didn't care about wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, so he continued to rush up, and was repulsed again, back and forth, completely unfatal.

Yi Muqi became more and more anxious, his strength was far above Qingji, but after so many encounters, he found that Qingji now seemed to have a certain resistance to himself.

In fact, the glazed body not only strengthens his body, but also can constantly adapt in battle, at first Yimuqi's hot lava still hurt him, but now he can completely ignore it.

Qingji endured the tumbling of qi and blood, relying on his own speed advantage, and kept attacking his vital point all the time.

"Get the hell out of here"

Yi Muqi roared angrily and threw a punch with all his might.

Qingji was bounced out again, his face was pale and half knelt on the ground, a mouthful of blood could no longer suppress and spurt out, but his complexion was much ruddy.

Looking at Yi Muqi, who was already almost crazy, Qing Zhen smiled lightly, and his hands quickly pinched, and a terrifying coercion that suffocated the audience spread.

Shuo Ran, who was watching the battle from a distance, broke out in a cold sweat when he saw this, and his body unconsciously took a few steps back, with a frightened face.

"It seems that this is his killer weapon" His actions were naturally seen by Yi Yuan, and even he felt the threat of death from the terrifying coercion.

At the same time, a black shadow slowly condensed behind Yi Muqi, the black shadow was holding a sharp long sword, and ice flowers lingered on the body of the sword.

Yi Muqi was shocked into a cold sweat, and just turned around, before he could react, a black shadow stabbed into his body with a sword.