Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters the death of the confidant
Seeing Qinglong appear, Ma Jiuren's entire vigilance was suddenly activated.
In this case, Ma Jiuren was naturally ready for battle.
Ma Jiuren didn't want to be defeated by Qinglong before he could take action.
"I didn't expect the King of Heaven's men to be pretty good."
Qinglong hugged his chest with his hands and smiled coldly.
He is still very satisfied with the Ma Jiuren in front of him now, because the aura emitted by Ma Jiuren gave him the desire to do it.
However, Ma Jiuren was very aware of the power of the Azure Dragon in front of him. He could feel that the Azure Dragon in front of him was definitely not something he could fight against now.
Ma Jiuren knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for him to escape from here. The only way was to delay the time and wait for the reinforcements to come, and then wait for the reinforcements to arrive. If the reinforcements still did not arrive here, then he would have no way to die.
If reinforcements arrived here first, then he might have a glimmer of hope.
Although he knew there was little hope, he decided to try it.
"Qinglong, have the ability to fight!"
A trace of perseverance flashed in Ma Jiuren's eyes: "I'm not afraid of death!"
"hehe."
Qinglong sneered, then raised his right foot and kicked Ma Jiuren.
Ma Jiuren also raised his right foot and then kicked Qinglong head-on.
"Bang~!"
"Ping thump~!"
The moment the legs of the two people touched each other, they took two steps back.
Both of them showed shocked expressions on their faces.
In this confrontation just now, no one had the upper hand and no one was at a disadvantage.
However, this ending was beyond Ma Jiuren's expectations. After all, Qinglong's strength was far beyond his expectations!
"How is this possible?"
At this time, a question flashed through Ma Jiuren's mind: "This Qinglong has disappeared for so many years, but he has never seen his strength before?"
Ma Jiuren's face was filled with an incredible look, but these were just in a flash, but he didn't know that it was Qinglong who had not taken out all his strength.
"You don't really think I have to do my best to deal with a clown like you, right?"
Qinglong's face was even more sarcastic: "It's so ridiculous. If that were the case, then you might have died long ago."
Ma Jiuren's mouth twitched twice. Of course he knew that Qinglong would not kill him easily, but Qinglong's attitude was really a bit too arrogant!
"Hmph, since you said I'm so trash, then I'm going to try it out, how strong is your strength!"
Ma Jiuren snorted coldly, then rushed directly towards Qinglong.
Qinglong sneered repeatedly, glanced at Ma Jiuren with disdain, and then waved his fist and smashed it towards Ma Jiuren.
Ma Jiuren was not willing to be outdone. He waved his fist directly to Qinglong's fist and collided with Qinglong fiercely.
"Bang~!"
A dull sound.
Qinglong and Ma Jiuren's two fists collided hard.
The moment the two fists collided, Ma Jiuren and Qinglong's bodies both retreated quickly, but Ma Jiuren's retreating speed was obviously a little faster than Qinglong. He stabilized his body, but Qinglong fell directly from the air to the ground.
The Qinglong who fell to the ground did not stop, and his body rotated slightly in the air and pounced towards Ma Jiuren again.
Looking at the Qinglong flying towards him, Ma Jiuren also felt a little nervous. This Qinglong didn't seem simple.
Although Ma Jiuren did not think that he would lose to the Qinglong in front of him, in this case, he decided to defend first.
His hands crossed in front of his chest, blocking Qinglong's attack, but the huge power in this attack still shocked him several steps back.
Ma Jiuren was shocked. This Qinglong looks really not simple!
The horror in Ma Jiuren's heart was only a few seconds, and then anger and murderous intent burst out from his eyes, and his body attacked the Qinglong again.
While Ma Jiuren attacked, Qinglong was not willing to be outdone. His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
This made Ma Jiuren's face look confused, because he had never seen this move before.
Qinglong's figure kept flashing in the air. Every flash represented his movement. Every flash, his body would change its direction.
This strange body movement made Ma Jiuren feel very uneasy.
"Bang~!"
"Bang~!"
"Bang~!"
Ma Jiuren felt more and more uneasy. He made three shots in a row, but Qinglong avoided him, but in the end, his soles were grabbed by Qinglong with his palm.
Immediately afterwards, Ma Jiuren saw Qinglong's palm suddenly exerting force, and then his body flew into the distance like a cannonball, falling heavily to the ground.
"Puff~!"
Ma Jiuren squirted out a mouthful of blood.
"What kind of kung fu is this? He is so powerful. Is this still a human?"
Ma Jiuren's heart was filled with horror. The strength of this Qinglong was really far beyond his expectations.
Qinglong's figure suddenly appeared beside Ma Jiuren, then raised his feet and kicked him.
Before Ma Jiuren's body could react, his body was like a sandbag, and was kicked away by Qinglong for several meters.
Ma Jiuren's body hit the ground, making a dull sound.
"Cough cough, cough cough~!"
Ma Jiuren's throat surged, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face also showed a look of pain.
However, at such a moment, a feeling of excitement surged deep in his heart. The stronger Qinglong's strength, the more he could win.
Qinglong looked at Ma Jiuren lying on the ground and said lightly: "That's all your strength."
Ma Jiuren also showed an angry look on his face: "So, your strength is one layer higher than mine?"
"It's not as simple as being one level higher!" Qinglong looked at Ma Jiuren, and the smile on his face became brighter: "You are too tender!"
After saying that, Qinglong's fist also started to wave.
"Bang~!"
Qinglong's fist hit Ma Jiuren's head directly.
At this time, Ma Jiuren didn't care about anything else and directly used all his strength to resist.
"Click"
At this moment, Ma Jiuren's arms were directly pinched into pieces by Qinglong.
Looking at Ma Jiuren lying on the ground, Qinglong's face showed a look of disdain.
"You are not worthy of letting me use all my strength!"
The voice of the Qinglong was extremely cold.
While Ma Jiuren's body was pinched by Qinglong.
There were also streams of black blood flowing out of his body, and then slowly penetrated into the ground.
Ma Jiuren died completely at this time, and nothing in his body could survive.
As soon as Ma Jiuren died, the people around him became panicked.
Their eyes looked at Qinglong one after another, but they did not expect that Ma Jiuren would die in the hands of Qinglong in front of him.
Chapter completed!