The moment he finished speaking, Zhang Hong launched an attack.
He knew the situation before him better than anyone else. If he didn't take action, not only would he die here today, but he would also die miserably.
Zhang Hong rushed towards Chen Qiye and took out a folding electric baton from behind. Half an hour ago, he felt that something was wrong, so he prepared this thing in advance.
I didn't expect it to actually come in handy.
The electric baton made a sound of electricity, and he adjusted the current to the maximum. Using this stick would not be a pleasant experience even for adults.
But when he was almost in front of Chen Qiye, his whole body suddenly stopped. It wasn't that he wanted to stop, but that his body couldn't move involuntarily.
It was as if he had been cast on a body-fixing technique.
The driver was not surprised by this scene. In his opinion, this was much less shocking than when Chen Qiye single-handedly challenged a group of people and remained unscathed.
What's more, as a person with abilities, isn't it normal to be able to do this?
In fact, the driver didn't know that he was wrong, very wrong!
As a person with abilities, strong skills are normal, but there are not many people who can achieve what Chen Qiye can do.
Huang Jiancheng never expected that Chen Qiye's "Gang Qi" could be so freely retracted and released.
Huang Jiancheng didn't know the specific performance of the high martial artist's strength, but he was still familiar with the classification of the high martial artist's strength.
I heard from Mr. Tang that there are not many people with strong dark energy nowadays. As for those with strong energy...even he doesn't know how many are still alive.
When the "Martial Arts Alliance" was still there, there were indeed a few friends who had reached the level of strong Qi masters. However, during the "Martial Arts Alliance Cleansing Movement" later, the officials took action against high martial artists, and many of them were taken away and executed.
No matter what your strength is, to those with strong Qi, all this is just a cloud.
But since then, I haven't heard of any powerful Gang Qi people.
Even those with strong secret power are pitifully few.
Zhang Hong just looked at Chen Qiye with endless doubts and fear in his eyes.
You can’t even move your hands?!
Zhang Hong stopped, then looked at Chen Qiye and asked: "Are you a high martial artist?"
Seeing that Chen Qiye didn't say anything, Zhang Hong knew that he was right, but he had never heard of a high-level warrior being able to do this?!
The feeling just now was like a wall had been erected in front of him, and he was not even qualified to break it.
Are high martial artists really that powerful?
The reason why Zhang Hong was confident before was for no other reason. So what if Chen Qiye was really a high martial artist?
Because he has killed high warriors!
Therefore, in his opinion, Chen Qiye is a high-level warrior. If he can kill one high-level warrior, he can kill two.
It's a pity that Zhang Hong doesn't know that high-level warriors are also divided into different levels. Chen Qiye is a powerful high-level warrior. What's more, strictly speaking, Chen Qiye is an immortal cultivator, not a high-level warrior.
Zhang Hong launched another attack, with predictable results.
It was activated more than a dozen times in a row, but it didn't even touch the corners of Chen Qiye's clothes.
For Huang Jiancheng and the driver, who were bystanders, this was nothing short of a magical scene.
In the end, Zhang Hong was a little desperate. He looked at Chen Qiye with nothing but fear in his eyes.
"Now, is it my turn?" Chen Qiye said with a smile.
This smile, to Zhang Hong, was simply a devil's smile, making him extremely panicked. At this moment, he understood a little bit why the scarred man was in so much pain before.
This feeling is simply much more terrifying than killing someone.
Chen Qiye spoke, but did not take action personally. There was a terrifying pressure all around. Huang Jiancheng and the driver were in the middle, feeling like balloons that were slowly being squeezed.
Fortunately, this feeling is not violent to them. It is slightly uncomfortable in their eyes, but it is not unbearable. Standing next to Chen Qiye, this pressure is already very small.
Compared to Zhang Hong, this feeling really pales in comparison.
Zhang Hong's face was in pain, and his whole body was somewhat deformed. It felt like something was squeezing him desperately.
"Crack, click, click" is the sound of bones beginning to break.
Hearing this sound, Huang Jiancheng and the driver's bodies began to tremble involuntarily. What kind of force was needed to make the bones begin to break?
Zhang Hong was in unbearable pain and let out an extremely miserable wail. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect in the basement was good, otherwise, the entire Huang family might be able to hear it.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Hong's body surface began to ooze blood.
The scarred man who was dying on the ground looked at Zhang Hong and smiled, very happily.
"Zhang Hong, you have today too? You have today too! Hahaha!"
After laughing, the scarred man felt that his body was like a balloon that had reached its limit and was about to explode.
It turned out that the pressure also broke his bones, but the scarred man was in so much pain that he couldn't even feel it.
"Bang!"
The scarred man was like a balloon that had been burst, with blood and water spraying out. After the whole person exploded, there was nothing left except the blood.
Zhang Hong, who was splashed with blood, was completely frightened. This kind of death would be extremely scary for any normal person!
Huang Jiancheng and the driver almost knelt down in fear!
This scene was really too bloody and terrifying, and they were all cruel and ruthless people, but when they saw this scene, they almost vomited.
What surprised them was that standing in front of Chen Qiye, not even a drop of the splattered blood touched them.
The things that happened today left them speechless. They felt like they were dreaming. Chen Qiye's methods were completely beyond their imagination.
"I was wrong, please, please forgive me!" Zhang Hong felt the tremendous pain and knelt on the ground and begged. Even if he died, he was not willing to die in such a way.
It was really extremely painful.
Chen Qiye showed a chill on his face and said: "Now do you know that you regret it? If I were an ordinary person and begged you today to let me go, would you do it?"
Zhang Hong remained silent and did not speak.
Of course he won't!
"So, you should enjoy the joy of death today. This is my gift to you."
Hearing these words, Zhang Hong wanted to die immediately. Is this a gift?
Zhang Hong did not dare to have any dissatisfaction. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed crazily, and said: "I was wrong, I was really wrong! You let me die, but please don't do this to me again?"
For Zhang Hong, the death prophet has become a luxury.
Now he finally understood why the scarred man wanted to die.
"It's not time yet, let's continue enjoying it."
When Zhang Hong heard this, he almost vomited blood!
enjoy?
Is this called enjoyment?
If this is enjoyment, then death is nothing, if it is not more happiness!
"I'll leave this to you." Chen Qiye turned around and said to the two people behind him.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen." Huang Jiancheng nodded.
In fact, there is no other outcome for Zhang Hong except waiting to die.
When Chen Qiye walked out of the basement, he heard a scream and the sound of blood splattering from inside.
When walking out of Huang's house, looking at the sunshine outside, Chen Qiye's voice seemed to come from an ice cave.
"Dragon has reverse scales, if you touch it, you will die! And you, Chen Qiye, are my biggest reverse scales!" (To be continued)