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The old man was in the air, and an extremely fierce evil aura had already spurted out and spread all around. In just an instant, he was in front of Qin Fengming.
Then, a layer of thick black mist surged out from outside the old man's body, immediately covering his whole body. The thick mist only appeared for a moment, then suddenly stopped and turned into a layer of thick mist.
Black and shiny armor wrapped around his body.
"Hey, Corpse Armor Technique? Are you the body of a corpse?"
Faced with this change in the other party, Qin Fengming couldn't help but let out a sigh, and also let out an exclamation.
"This junior has extraordinary knowledge and actually knows the name of my secret technique. Now that you know my secret technique, kneel down on the ground obediently and wait for me to tell you. I can still spare your life, otherwise you will be captured by me soon and you will definitely die.
It would be better to die."
Of course, Qin Fengming was no stranger to the corpse armor technique. Kuang Feng was gifted with this magical power, but Kuang Feng's magical power condensed a tougher corpse armor, which was even more advanced than the corpse armor.
Generally, this kind of innate magical power can only be practiced by monks who refine corpses and corpse demons. Although Rong Qing was cultivated by corpse demons for ten thousand years, he did not practice this secret technique. It is not that Rong Qing does not want to learn, but
This magical power is innate. For some reason, Rong Qing has no record of this magical power in his memory.
Of course, Rong Qing asked Kuang Feng for advice on this kind of magical power, but this kind of innate magical power entered his mind subtly, and even Kuang Feng could not fully explain the cultivation method.
Seeing the old man in front of him actually displaying such an innate magic, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly moved.
"Hmph, you are just a corpse armor magician and you dare to show it off in front of Fei. You are too ignorant. You will know who is worse off than dead after a while."
Looking at the old man flying towards him, Qin Fengming stopped and stood. He neither used any magic weapon nor used any secret technique. Instead, he looked at the old man with a calm expression, as if he was watching others fight.
Seeing the other party being so arrogant, the old man was very puzzled.
Since the other party has seen the secret technique of his corpse armor, he should know his own methods. Not only does the other party not hide, but he also does not attack to block it. Whoever sees this can't help but feel a little hesitant.
But seeing that the other party only had the late-stage cultivation of Gui Shuai, the old man felt reassured.
The mana in the body surged rapidly, and his arms suddenly became thicker. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. With his teeth clenched, two fists that were a little harder than steel danced out and hammered towards Qin Fengming's body.
.
"Junior, just stay here."
The old man knew very well how powerful his punch was. Even a seventh-level monster would be unable to withstand this blow and fall to the ground.
Seeing the opponent's two giant fists packed with evil aura coming at him, the corners of Qin Fengming's mouth turned up slightly, but his expression remained indifferent. His eyes flashed fluorescently, as if he didn't even want to hide.
Two feet, one foot, half a foot, one inch.
As his fists got closer and closer to the opponent's body, the old man's face became more ferocious, the cruel look in his eyes flashed out, and a trace of a sinister smile suddenly floated out of his mouth.
He seemed to hear the crunching sound of the other party's bones breaking.
When several people with the old man saw this scene, they couldn't help but have a hint of sarcasm on their faces.
"How dare you show such confidence in front of Fellow Daoist Wu, your bones will be broken in an instant."
"Let alone a mere monk, even if a monster is encountered, it will be difficult for him to withstand a blow from Fellow Daoist Wu."
Hearing the cold words of those monks, the faces of the six monks standing on the other side also darkened, and a hint of fear flashed in their eyes.
Everyone is a top cultivator of Guishai, and they still have some knowledge.
The old man's attack was definitely no less powerful than a full-strength strike from a peak-level seventh-level body-refining monster. As long as the monk suffered from this attack, his bones and tendons would be broken, and even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured.
But just when his fists hit the middle-aged body with a smile on his face in front of him, the old man felt a cold feeling surge up from his back, instantly enveloping him in it. At the same time,
There was a roar in my head, and my mind suddenly became unable to think at all.
A feeling suddenly filled his whole body. That feeling was a fear he had never experienced before. The fear was not only sudden, but also extremely strong. A feeling of impending death enveloped his whole body.
All these feelings came from that sure blow just now.
Because the old man's blow, although it hit the opponent's body, seemed to hit the air. The body was actually just a phantom. As his fists struck, the phantom
The shadow instantly dispersed and turned into dots of stars, dissipating in the air.
In front of the old man, there was no trace of the other party, as if the other party had never existed at all.
The old man still didn't understand at this time that the other party's behavior was basically a plan to lure the enemy deeper. At this time, he had already fallen into the opponent's trap.
"Hmph, don't move. If you move, I'll disembowel you."
When a faint voice appeared in his ears, the old man felt a cold breath coming from his back, and it immediately touched his skin, and a powerful sharp blade was almost pierced into his flesh.
But the corpse armor that the old man relied on so much had no effect at all.
"Ah, you... what do you want?" The frightened old man was already cold all over. There were hundreds, if not thousands, of monks who had fallen in his hands. But now it was his turn, and the fear in his heart...
Almost impossible to suppress.
It turned out that the fear was so terrible that the old man couldn't help but think of how those monks felt when he killed them.
"Hahaha, don't you know in your heart what Fei wants to do? Fei plans to do what you just said. I guess my fellow Taoist will not object."
After Qin Fengming finished speaking, he ignored the old man in front of him and imprisoned his body with a few fingers. Then with a wave of his hand, all the treasures on the old man's body fell into his hands. Then he raised his hand and threw the old man into
Got the spirit beast bracelet.
"What? You still want to win with more than less? If any of you dare to attack Fei, don't blame Fei for being ruthless. It's time to put away your magic weapons, hand over three drops of blood and leave this place. Otherwise, you can
It’s not as simple as three drops of blood.”
Just when Qin Fengming captured the old man and put it into the spirit beast bracelet, the other monks who were with him suddenly shouted and flew forward. They surrounded him in a moment. With an order, they slashed him randomly.
Dismember the body.
"You are too loud. The six of us are all at the peak of Ghost Commander's cultivation. No matter how unfavorable your methods are, can you still be my opponent? You must release Wu Daoyou quickly, and we can keep you for a while.
Life, otherwise you will perish here immediately."
The six monks had angry expressions on their faces and glared at Qin Fengming. They would not take him, a late-stage ghost commander monk, into their eyes at all. As everyone shouted, they opened their mouths to sacrifice their own magic weapons, and suddenly Qin Fengming's head was illuminated by various lights.
With the flash, huge power filled the air, instantly locking Qin Fengming in it.
The six of them knew that the opponent was difficult to deal with, so they sacrificed their own treasures as soon as they came up, hoping to kill them with one blow.
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