The effectiveness of the violent blood talisman gradually receded, Wu Yong suffered more and more wounds caused by the aura riot, and the speed of drawing the sword gradually slowed down.

On the other hand, although Qin Long was still covered in blood, he became more relaxed as he fought with the help of the Yin Yang Fish.

The Yin-Yang Fish can only convert a trace of spiritual power into essence at a time in the Qi Sea, but with the blessing of Qin Longyuan's own hands, these essences accumulate more and more in the battle.

Although Wu Yong's movements slowed down, the sword still kept thrusting towards Qin Long's vital parts, which was very dangerous.

Qin Long was a little anxious at the moment. He was not afraid of being injured or Wu Yong's messy swordsmanship, but worried about Wu Yong. The effectiveness of the violent blood talisman had come to an end, which meant that there was not much spiritual energy left in Wu Yong's dantian.

If I could knock Wu Yong out now and dig out his Dantian, I might be able to save his life. Once the spiritual energy in his body is exhausted, he will face the high-level spiritual energy running out and directly exploding to death.

An intra-family fight caused by bullying would not result in loss of life.

Qin Long dodged a few swords and considered them secretly.

"His sword is too long. It can't continue like this. Even if I can protect myself now, I have to get close if I want to save him."

Feeling that the essence pool in his Dantian was gradually filling up, Qin Long made a decisive decision to fight in close combat. Faced with Wu Yong's sharp sword thrust at his head, he refused to retreat but advanced instead. He narrowly avoided the vital points of his face and rubbed his body into Wu Yong's body.

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The violent aura subsided slightly, and Wu Yong's mind began to regain clarity. Looking at Qin Long, who had cut off a large strand of hair by himself and still had to fight close to him, he couldn't help but screamed that it was bad, and hurriedly retracted the sword edge to the side of his arm and made a backhand inward stroke.

I hope I can force Qin Long away.

Wu Yong's fear is justified. This kind of close-quarters fighting is an external skill, and it is very rare in the monks' physical training, let alone used for fighting.

For no other reason, this is the world of cultivation. Even if there are external skills in this world, ordinary cultivators don't have the interest or time to learn them.

How old is it to practice external skills?

A master of external skills who has practiced Qigong for more than ten years cannot even beat a cultivator who has been practicing Qi for several years and has some talent. As long as the monk can control the sword with spiritual energy, no matter how strong the external skills are, he can only be punished on the spot. He is eighty years away from you.

Feijian came over just a few meters away, and it was a surprise.

In this kind of environment, who would practice that thankless thing?

Although external skills have no meaning in the eyes of this cultivator, it does not mean that they are Wu Yong. It has to be said that it still has an undoubted advantage.

That's fast!

This speed not only refers to the physical speed, but also focuses on the agility of the body and the quick changes in moves. This speed can also be described with one word, unpredictable!

And coincidentally, the Nine Transformations Golden Body Art practiced by Qin Long is the culmination of these two.

The moment Qin Long rubbed his body close to Wu Yong, a strange picture in Qi Men Jiu Zhuan suddenly came to mind.

The reason why I can think of this picture is because the posture of the little man in the picture is exactly the same as mine, but the raised leg of the little man in the picture has a thin line from the waist and abdomen directly to the top of the foot.

Thinking that Qin Long, who had seen the effect of Yin-Yang fish here, quickly understood the meaning of this thin line.

Meridians!

With a thought in his mind, the yin and yang fish in his belly flew out instantly, and one end of the long silk thread was bitten tightly in the sea of ​​​​qi, providing energy for the thread from the essence pool.

Thinking that he might have to fight next, he did not dare to use up all the energy pool this time, and only used one-third of the energy.

Qin Long's slightly curled right leg felt a familiar sense of strength again. With this momentum, Qin Long stepped down suddenly and used a kicking move that he had seen on the Internet, Shaking the Foot.

‘Crack!’

Qin Long felt as if his feet were broken by a dead branch, while Wu Yong lost the connection with his left foot that had been with him for many years in a burst of severe pain.

"Ah, my feet!!"

Under the severe pain, Wu Yong no longer cared about killing Qin Long. He sat on the ground holding his legs and cried loudly. Qin Long felt nauseated when he looked at Wu Yong's left foot.

Wu Yong's originally good left foot was actually hit by this blow. The toe bone that was stepped on was split and bloody and turned into pieces of paper. For a monk who had not yet established his foundation, such serious injuries were doomed to ruin his path to cultivation.

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Holding back his nausea, Qin Long was just about to knock Wu Yong out and take his Dantian to save his life. Suddenly, a strong wind blew past his ears and a sharp sword was thrust straight into Wu Yong's Dantian.

"Qin Cheng, what are you doing! You actually killed a fellow junior!"

"Oh, it's useless. I can't even use the violent blood talisman to defeat you, a loser. You deserve to die." Qin Cheng waved his paper fan, and another sharp sword on the ground shot out, nailing Wuxing's chest.

Above the Dantian.

"Are you crazy?" Qin Long shouted angrily as he watched Qin Cheng kill two people with a snap of his fingers.

"They're just two useless dogs. Just kill them and kill them. There's no need to make a fuss about them."

"Those who use weapons recklessly in a fight within the sect will kill fellow sect members to death. Although the brothers of the Wu family have violated the rules before, you actually committed such a murderous act. Aren't you afraid of punishment according to the sect's rules?"

"Family rules? What a joke. After today, my father will become the leader of Qin Clan. At that time, the door rules will be the rules of my family. Who can take care of me when I deal with the two dogs in the house? Who dares to take care of me! Young Master, this is

Enforce family law!"

"Okay, the useless trash is dead, now it's time for the two of us to fight!"

As he spoke, he threw away the folding fan, spread his arms slightly and his robe did not flutter, and several rays of cold light flew out from his waist and surrounded his body.

"Qi Control Flying Knife?" Qin Long called out the name of the opponent's move in a horrified tone.

Although it is common to use Qi to control a sword during the Qi training period, it is a sword with one handle. It is not difficult as long as the mind is concentrated. However, this flying knife requires extremely strong control of the mind to control multiple handles. If you are not careful, you will not be able to hurt someone.

It is very dangerous to hurt yourself first.

"You're scared, you loser! But don't worry, I won't let you die too comfortably, hahaha!"

Qin Long's surprised tone made Qin Cheng feel uncomfortable. He smiled evilly and directed the flying knife to shoot at him.

The flying knife was extremely fast, and when I was stunned, it had already gone straight in front of my face.

"Danger!!"

Qin Long's heart beat wildly, and the Yin-Yang Fish involuntarily retracted into the sea of ​​​​qi again, urging the few remaining essences to flow out.

Qin Long only felt that the energy in his Dantian was drained out again, and at the same time, a strong push came from his lower abdomen, pushing him back continuously. Qin Long turned back when he had the opportunity, and narrowly missed the flying knife.

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After a few "Bah!" sounds, Qin Long rolled to the ground and numerous long wounds appeared out of thin air on his chest.

"Oh? You actually avoided the vital point at the critical moment? You are quite capable. It's a pity that today next year will be your death anniversary."

Qin Cheng stretched out his hand and made a move. The flying knives stopped and flew slowly back to him. The tip of the knife pointed at Qin Long showed its cold light.

"Dead!" Qin Cheng waved his hand, and the flying knife around him spoke again.

The essence in the sea of ​​qi has already become a dim gray, and when Qin Long thinks he will undoubtedly die, a magnificent aura shrouds his whole body.

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The galloped flying knife seemed to have encountered something that could not be broken in front of Qin Long. Strangely, Qin Cheng had a constipation color, and it seemed to have suffered some internal injuries.

Feeling this familiar aura, Qin Long knew that this was his cheap father.

"Flying knife is also available to your trainer in this district? It is okay to use aura to force the blade to move forward without blocking. If the other party has a magic weapon, what time do you think you can support it?

Who taught you? "

Qin Guan drank it with hard work, only to listen to Qin Cheng in the distance, Qin Cheng actually sprayed a bite of black blood.

"You are surnamed Qin, you are so vicious. I just want to find Xiaolong to learn about it. I don't want him to suddenly kill the Wu family brothers.

How can there be a villain like you! "

"You ..." Qin Long looked at the bad things but took a bite of Qin Chengqi. He just wanted to refute him, but saw his father's hand raised slightly and stopped him.

"Qin Cheng, who is the villain, you must know that you know that the injury of Long'er can never blame the past, but the death of the Wu family brothers ... Go to the door of the door!"

After speaking, Qin Long walked towards the mountain.

Watching the two of them went far away by a sip of blood spit out by a Qin Cheng, and found out a rhetoric that was used to say.
Chapter completed!