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Chapter 142 I am immortal, true energy is immortal

Huchi - Huchi -

Every breath brings extreme pain.

It sounded like a broken bellows.

Deep in the pile of rubble, Zhao Quan felt that he could not raise any strength, and could only see a glimmer of light outside through the gap between the rubble.

But immediately, the only glimmer of light was about to dim.

The gang flow was recovered, and it flowed back into Li Shentong's body in a blink of an eye.

Li Shentong looked at Zhao Quan with a serious face as the loose golden robe moved without wind.

He said lightly: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

"At such an age, with such cultivation, he can exert such power, this child must not be left behind!"

But just when he was about to give Zhao Quan the final blow, he suddenly felt the hairs on his back explode, and a chill rose from his back to Tianling Gai.

The turbulent gangster gushed out in an instant, but only a bright sword light struck fiercely.

Instantly shattered the gang current, and the tip of the sword went deep.

Horror flashed in Li Shentong's eyes, and he immediately punched out. The fist was wrapped in a stream of gangsters, as if it had great gravity.

Bang!
Li Shentong retreated three steps back, while the attacker turned over to vent his strength, and still couldn't stop retreating a long distance.

Taking a closer look, I saw that the original white robe on the visitor's body was half stained red by blood.

Perhaps it was due to excessive bleeding, which made his originally pale face even paler.

But his eyes were steadfastly staring at Li Shentong, just like his right hand firmly holding a long sword.

Li Shentong exclaimed: "Good! Good! Good!"

"As far as I know, your name is Ye Gucheng, right?"

"You can survive a punch from me, I respect you for being a man."

Then Yang pointed to Zhao Quan who was trapped in the rubble, and said: "This son is useless, and Little Jingshi is not worthy of sitting on such an amazing swordsman like you. If you don't want to join the Shenniu Gang with me, I will promise you .”

Before he finished speaking, Ye Gucheng responded to him with the long sword in his hand.

It's a pity that Ye Gucheng was seriously injured, so how could he be Li Shentong's opponent.

In just three or five moves, he fell into an absolute disadvantage.

Swinging the long sword, it could barely resist the rushing current of Li Shentong.

While the two were fighting, they suddenly saw a black-clothed swordsman approaching from a distance performing light kung fu.

"cut!"

A knife shines brightly.

With an incomparably sharp knife, he slashed on Li Shentong's protective body.

Surprise flashed again in Li Shentong's eyes, he had already noticed the person coming.

This person was dressed in black, his face was indifferent, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

Just like the long knife in his hand.

If Ye Gucheng's sword gave him the feeling of splendor and brilliance, then this person's sword gave him the feeling that it can cut everything in the world with one knife!

When he saw this person, he realized the identity of this person.

When Zhao Quan made a big fuss in Dasui City, he wiped out Wu Guangsheng on the spot, dispersed the League, and returned it to his Shocking Society.

The subordinates he brought were black and white, one knife and one sword.

Ye Gucheng had already shown Li Shentong his own sword, and now, Gui Hai came to let him see his own sword!

Unfeeling Slash can kill relatives and friends, so that there is only my sword in the world, and the sword is extremely domineering and fierce.

I saw the knife gang skyrocketing, and while waving it, it collided with Li Shentong's gang current, bursting out bursts of surging energy.

The overflowing Gang Qi shot out in all directions, and the surrounding trees were broken as if destroyed, and the fracture was smooth and flat.

There are criss-cross gullies on the ground.

Although Guihai Yidao is powerful and domineering, the Unfeeling Slash he cultivated has an advantage over ordinary martial arts in terms of breaking the Gang Qi.

But Naihe's realm is still relatively low, within ten strokes he can compete with Li Shentong, and within twenty strokes he will be at a disadvantage.

After twenty moves, he saw a stream of gangsters coming towards him, Gui Hai immediately raised his saber to resist, only heard a muffled sound, and flew away directly.

As soon as the throat was sweet, the blood couldn't bear it, overflowing the corners of the mouth.

Ye Gucheng stood side by side with his sword, and said, "How!"

Gui Hai Yidao stared at Li Shentong: "I can't die."

Then he said to Ye Gucheng: "I'll hold him back, you go and take the leader away!"

Ye Gucheng was not one to procrastinate, so he immediately said, "Okay!"

Li Shentong laughed wildly: "Let's go? None of you want to go today!"

pain!
it hurts!

Give up?
But I am unwilling!

Haven't tasted the most mellow wine in the world, haven't embraced the most beautiful woman in my arms, haven't grasped the highest authority yet!

At this moment, Zhao Quan felt that he would never be able to bring out that gloomy palm.

Because he can never be indifferent!
The pain in the body is like a catalyst, constantly catalyzing the unwillingness in the heart.

Unwillingness turned into flames, as if burning every inch of his body.

suddenly.

Zhao Quan only felt that Qingming was shining on the Lingtai.

Under the tongue, there is an air of unwillingness.

A raging fire ignited in the lower coke, piercing through the two meridians of Ren and Du, and burning all over the twelve meridians.

A beam of light, through the gap between the gravel, sprinkled on his tightly closed eyes.

The next moment, the pupils of the eyes suddenly opened, flashing like horses.

Bang! !

Ye Gucheng had just arrived in front of the pile of rubble where Zhao Quan was deeply buried, but suddenly there was a loud noise, the rubble flew and smoke billowed.

Looking further ahead, I saw a burly figure standing in the pit.

Straight figure, as if able to Optimus Prime in general.

The clothes on his upper body were already in tatters, only the dark red cloak, which was stained with dust, was still fluttering in the wind.

The flesh was turned outwards, and the blood was stopped at this moment on the badly injured arms.

Misaligned bones are also corrected.

Zhao Quan only felt that his whole body was wrapped in a mass of warm current, and finally the three elements no longer flowed separately, but mixed as one.

True Qi turns into Hunyuan Qi, sinks into the dantian, and cannot be extinguished by itself, and true Qi is not extinguished.

But in just a few breaths, the sea of ​​qi in the dantian that was originally dry was filled with real qi.

Then it flows into the meridians of the whole body to resolve physical injuries.

Although the broken bones in his chest could not be healed in a short time, they were no longer an obstacle to Zhao Quan's combat power.

Afterwards, Zhao Quan controlled the real qi to roll and surge outward, forming a qi gang!

The formless and substanceless qi gang enveloped the whole body, and the surrounding air felt distorted.

With such power, even Li Shentong and Gui Hai, who were fighting each other, couldn't help but look sideways.

Li Shentong even made a sound of surprise.

The next moment, there was an explosion at the place where Zhao Quan was, and the pits that were already full of rubble sank deeper.

The violent tremors turned the gravel into powder.

But Zhao Quan has disappeared.

Li Shentong's face was solemn, his arms were tightly wrapped, and he punched forward suddenly.

The pair of fists seemed to have turned into a pair of golden horns, showing their tyrannical power.

Zhao Quan's figure appeared in front of him, steel fists clenched tightly, endless frosty air filled the surroundings.

Li Shentong's turbulent Gang Liu was actually suppressed a little.

Horror flashed in Li Shentong's eyes: "How is that possible! You are just a beginner!"

Zhao Quan yelled violently: "So what about Xiantian, take a punch from me, Aoxue Lingshuang!"

With one punch, it is divided into four moves.

Li Shentong snorted coldly: "How can you use the same move twice in front of me!"

The gang current suddenly surged again, not afraid of the gushing frost air.

Bang! !

Fist and fist collided, and there was a loud bang.

Zhao Quan only felt that Li Shentong's fists were not only fierce and matchless, but also sharp and powerful, as if they had collided with the horns of a divine bull.

The burly figure couldn't help but backed up suddenly, the wounds on his arms that had just stopped bleeding were torn apart again, and the gurgling blood condensed into a blood line, dripping from his fingers to the ground.

Even the big Ziyang hand, which is comparable to the strength of a treasure weapon, has slight cracks at the position where it touches the tip of the horn.

His rock-like chest was constantly rising and falling, and every breath of air flowing into his throat gave Zhao Quan the feeling that a sharp knife had cut his muscles.

Looking at Li Shentong again, with him as the center, the ground within a radius of three zhang has sunk down by more than three inches.

The gap of the crack spread to five feet away.

With his hands behind his back, Li Shentong didn't seem to have any injuries.

It's just that there is a trace of frost between the temples.

(End of this chapter)