Jia Lingfeng finally stood still, his face was a little pale, and he whispered: "Are you okay? If not, just leave quickly and don't worry about me."
This sentence surprised Du Qingchen.
It sounds like Jia Lingfeng cares about him quite a bit.
But he can't leave.
"How can I leave? They are chasing me everywhere in Kunlun. If I encounter them, how can I let them go?"
After Du Qingchen finished speaking, he turned to look at Yu Dezhi, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes, and said: "Okay, don't say I bully you, I'll give you half an hour to rest, lest you die in a while and still blame me.
Even if I bully you, you see, I am still quite reasonable."
"Okay, let's fight again in half an hour."
After saying that, Yu Dezhi landed on the top of the mountain, sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing, not afraid at all that Du Qingchen would attack him.
Du Qingchen turned to Jia Lingfeng and said, "Okay, the mayor can go back first."
"No, I'll wait for you to come with me. If that doesn't work, I can help you later."
"You'd better go back quickly. Since I dare to let him recover, I'm sure to kill him. If you stay here, it will only affect me. If you don't leave, then I will have to leave. Let the tiger return to the mountain, but don't care about me.
It’s something.”
Du Qingchen said impatiently.
He didn't want to reveal his trump card in front of Jia Lingfeng.
So as not to scare Jia Lingfeng, and it is very possible to report his situation to the city lord's palace.
This is not a good thing for him.
Maybe he's overthinking it, but this is his habit.
Unless he is facing the dead, he is not willing to show all his trump cards to others.
Keeping a sense of mystery...nonsense, keeping some trump cards so that others can't guess or see through them, this is the only way to save life. He has tried and tested it repeatedly, and has ingrained this concept into his bones.
Jia Lingfeng really wanted to watch the battle. On the one hand, he really wanted to help Du Qingchen and capture the formation for the latter. On the other hand, he also really wanted to see what Du Qingchen could do.
But it was obviously impossible now. Du Qingchen saw what he was thinking. There was no point in him staying. The key was that Du Qingchen couldn't let him stay.
Without staying to spy, Jia Lingfeng turned around and left, saying that he would wait for him at the city hall when he returned and asked him to come over in a while, to which Du Qingchen agreed.
After carefully checking the area with his spiritual thoughts and confirming that there were no outsiders around, Du Qingchen felt relieved and landed on the top of the mountain, watching Yu Dezhi meditating not far ahead.
Less than half an hour later, Yu Dezhi opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, he had recovered.
"Are you sure you don't need time to recover?" Du Qingchen asked.
Yu Dezhi said: "No, I can't wait to kill you."
"I'm very curious. What will you do if you kill me? You can't leave Hancheng. Aren't you afraid that the City Lord's Mansion will cause trouble for you?"
Du Qingchen asked curiously.
Yu Dezhi laughed: "If I kill you, I don't have to go anywhere. I will just hide. After the finals, it will be time for the secret realm to come in and select disciples. At that time, we Kunlun will bring the masters from the secret realm with us.
Come in, and the City Lord's Mansion will be unable to do anything to me. By the way, after killing you, I will also kill Nangong Wan'er."
"You have too many ideas."
Du Qingchen laughed dumbly.
Yu Dezhi smiled and said: "You will know after you try it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword directly and stabbed Du Qingchen.
A sword light struck like lightning.
The next moment, the sword light penetrated Du Qingchen's body, but his body gradually faded, and finally became blurry and transparent.
"At your speed, you want to kill me?"
Du Qingchen quietly appeared fifty meters directly behind Yu Dezhi and said calmly.
Yu Dezhi suddenly turned his head and frowned: "Why are you so fast?"
"Secret." Du Qingchen said with a smile.
"Okay, take another blow from me!"
Yu Dezhi struck out with another sword.
This sword actually produced thousands of sword lights, and the sword rain filled the sky, covering the entire sky.
Aren't you fast?
I have covered the entire space, let me see how you hide.
Yu Dezhi sneered in his heart.
Thousands of sword lights fell towards Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen did not hide this time. The sword light passed over his body and disappeared. This time, he did not disappear, but his body suddenly had a layer of spiritual power armor.
Those protective armors could not withstand the blow, were pierced by the sword light, and finally collapsed.
But the sword light also disappeared along with it.
Yu Dezhi is now a strong man in the Tribulation Stage. Naturally, this sword cannot be resisted by Du Qingchen's spiritual armor.
"Is that it?"
Du Qingchen asked with a mocking look on his face.
After saying that, he squatted down and punched out.
Zhuxian Fist! Yu Dezhi put away his sword. Do you want to fight hard? Well, I'll give you a chance...
He punched him forward.
boom!
The noise this time definitely exceeded the noise he made during his previous decisive battle with Jia Lingfeng.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the mountains collapsed again.
Du Qingchen took a few steps back, but Yu Dezhi was knocked backwards and flew dozens of meters away.
But he finally stood still and looked at Du Qingchen in shock.
He never expected that Du Qingchen could be so powerful and that the power of a punch could be so powerful.
With such strength, no wonder he could easily win the championship in the preliminary round. Du Qingchen hasn't even used one-tenth of his strength in the ring, right?
"Has your realm been restored?"
He asked with some emotion.
Du Qingchen touched his nose and said: "I never said that my realm can't be restored, right? It's because you insist that I can only reach the divine realm at best. That's because you think you are wrong."
"Okay, it seems that I really underestimate you, but if you want to kill me, you are still a little short of the mark."
Until now, Yu Dezhi is still not discouraged, as if he still has some trump cards that are useless.
Du Qingchen was too lazy to pay attention to him, and swung his fist again, hitting Yu Dezhi.
This punch seemed to be an understatement and not very powerful, but the more it was like this, the more vigilant Yu Dezhi became. He always felt that Du Qingchen's punch was a bit weird.
So, he chose to hide.
With a sway of his body, he disappeared on the spot and landed in another direction dozens of meters away. The sword in his hand swung again and swung towards Du Qingchen.
But Du Qingchen's body disappeared again, and then, he felt a breath appear behind him, and he struck out with a sword in his backhand.
This sword was still swung in vain.
Du Qingchen's body disappeared from the place and reappeared on his left side.
He punched again and it was still the ninth wave.
Yu Dezhi was unable to escape any longer, so he had no choice but to punch him away.
Du Qingchen's body retreated dozens of meters, but Yu Dezhi actually stood there with his tattoo unmoved.
"Is that it?"
He returned Du Qingchen's words.
But the next moment, his expression changed.
His chest felt like it was struck by lightning, and he was finally knocked back by the second punch.
Even if he only took one step back, he was finally repelled.
Moreover, this is only the second fist power, there are seven more fist powers behind it.