Ling He's expression was extremely ugly, and he still didn't notice that his arms were broken.
Qin Xuan was not in a hurry to take action and slowly retracted his palm.
"Qingdi!"
Demonic energy spread across Ling He's body, and he uttered two words solemnly.
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. You can break my demonic body. You do have some arrogance." Ling He looked at Qin Xuan, his cold eyes slowly calmed down, and suddenly, Ling He suddenly stepped forward.
"It's a pity that as a disciple of the Holy Sect, how could I lose to you, a mere mortal?"
As soon as the sound fell, Ling He roared angrily. His arms began to heal gradually, and the demonic energy penetrated into his bones and connected the broken bones.
He suddenly stepped forward, his body like a dragon, and the devilish aura filled the surroundings of his body.
He rushed towards Qin Xuan, his legs sweeping across the mountains.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and no matter what Ling He did, he seemed to turn a blind eye.
Hu Qing, who was far away, could not help but change his expression slightly. He recognized that the move performed by Ling He was a killing technique of the demon cultivator, the Demonic Python Killing Technique.
The body is like a demonic python, and with the use of the Five Elements Body Refining Technique to make water soft and wood tough, it can be said that this killing technique is fully displayed.
When his legs fell beside Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan just raised his palms.
boom!
The ground beneath his feet had cracked open, and the air beside him was like a knife, cutting the ground into a mess.
But Qin Xuan was standing majestic and motionless.
Ling He's pupils shrank, but before Qin Xuan could take action, he twisted away like a demon python and appeared behind Qin Xuan.
His legs were like giant teeth of a demonic python, strangled towards Qin Xuan's neck.
Qin Xuan chuckled lightly, "I haven't seen the Demonic Python Killing Technique for a long time!"
A flash of vicissitudes of life flashed in his eyes. The Demonic Python Killing Technique is easily available among demonic cultivators. In his previous life, he encountered it countless times when he was fighting demonic cultivators in the Golden Core Realm.
Before the sound fell, Qin Xuan had quietly turned around. He looked at the attack that looked like a demon python and smiled faintly.
He slowly stretched out his palm, still as relaxed and casual as before.
boom!
His palm fell on one of Linghe's ankles and held it.
It was as if a small snake was in front of him, as if it was pinched seven inches.
In an instant, Ling He's expression changed. He shouted angrily and tried to run away. At the same time, the demonic energy in his body was like a knife, slashing at Qin Xuan.
boom!
Qin Xuan's body seemed to have blood boiling, and the demonic energy was instantly shaken into nothingness.
He grabbed Ling He's ankle and said, "Your killing technique is too weak!"
Qin Xuan exerted great force on his arm and released his palm. Before Ling He could react, Qin Xuan's punch landed on the sole of Ling He's foot.
"hiss!"
Ling He's face suddenly turned pale. His figure was blown away like rubble and fell to the ground. His foot did not dare to touch the ground.
Ling He's face was filled with disbelief that a mere mortal like this star could break his killing technique.
Although the Demonic Python Killing Technique is not mysterious in the world of cultivation, it is definitely not something that ordinary mortals can decipher.
What was most difficult for Ling He to accept was that he felt suppressed by this Qing Emperor.
Suppression was everywhere, whether it was his Five Elements Body Refining Technique or the Demonic Python Killing Technique, it seemed like he couldn't even use it at all.
This feeling was just like the inner sect disciples of the Demon Emperor Sect had towards him.
And Ling He knew very well what the gap between the inner and outer disciples of the Demon Emperor Sect was.
Talent, skill!
The opponent is a mortal on this star who has never entered the world of cultivation. Even if his talent is unparalleled, it doesn't matter. He is practicing in the Demon Emperor Sect and cannot be much weaker than the opponent. So the difference is most likely...
"What kind of skills do you practice?" Linghe bumpy
He asked with a solemn look on his feet.
If there is a difference, it must be the technique practiced by the other party.
This star is the hometown of the Holy Emperor, and the other party may have received a heaven-defying inheritance.
Qin Xuan looked at Ling He. He didn't care what Ling He was thinking.
He just felt that it was a bit boring. Although he was a low-grade Jindan, the other party was already a master of Jindan.
However, Ling He was only a disciple of the Demon Emperor Sect's outer sect. Even though the opponent came from the world of cultivation, he was still too weak to him.
Qin Xuan slowly walked forward, and with just one step, his figure disappeared.
As if blending into the world, even Ling He couldn't help but change his expression suddenly at this moment.
Because he found that it was difficult for him to discern the other party's traces.
"town!"
Ling He ignored his injuries and suddenly roared angrily.
The demonic energy in his body rolled out of his body like a dragon, surging around his body.
A phantom of a large mountain appeared on Ling He's body.
At this moment, a magic mountain appeared behind his body, made of blood and condensed around his body.
Maintaining the status quo!
Hu Qing looked at Ling He from the side and couldn't help but sigh. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he had to admit that Ling He was a bit higher than him in terms of strength and combat experience.
He fought with hundreds of beasts to become a demon, but a demon cultivator like Ling He struggled to emerge from the group of demons, and the competition among the demon emperor sect's outer sects was even more cruel. Ling He's ability to cultivate to the peak of the golden elixir was unique.
Outstanding.
The moment the virtual image of the magic mountain appeared, Qin Xuan's figure emerged.
"Your mountain is not worth mentioning!"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and there was a faint jade color in his palm.
It was as if a jade hand was touching the mountain. In just a moment, the virtual image of the magic mountain was shattered like a mirror.
Ling He suddenly groaned, his eyes full of horror.
He stepped back, his body bent strangely to an inhuman level, avoiding Qin Xuan's palm.
Qin Xuan's expression was calm. The speed of his palm suddenly doubled, and it suddenly landed on Ling He's shoulder. Immediately, Ling He felt that his shoulder seemed to be broken, and a terrifying force was like a mountain pressing down.
, shaking everything to pieces.
Ling He roared angrily. The muscles and bones in his body were like water lines, trying to remove Qin Xuan's power. At the same time, his body was like a willow branch, even though it was bent into an incredible shape, it still kept bending.
Seeing this, Qin Xuan couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "Your wood is not tough enough!"
As the sound fell, dense explosions suddenly erupted from Ling He's body.
Boom boom boom boom…
Ling He spat out a mouthful of blood with a roar, and his shoulder bones were broken inch by inch at this moment.
His body is like a willow branch, and his demonic aura is like a river, but Qin Xuan's palms are like those peerless sacred mountains.
Mountains fall, rivers are destroyed, and willow trees disappear into nothingness!
Bang bang bang bang...
Ling He's body rolled down on the ground countless times. He was covered in mud. He was no longer as proud as before and was extremely embarrassed.
He was half kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.
Qin Xuan slowly retracted his palm and looked at Ling He with a faint smile.
"You once asked me what exercises I practice!"
"I told you before I started, I happen to also have a body-refining technique!"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, looked at the half-kneeling figure of Ling He and said, "The name of this body refining technique is..."