My body is too strong, I can practice the exercises by myself

Chapter 160 The Sloppy Old Beggar
Even though he is the prince of Daxia, he would not report his family name if he knew him well.

"Hey, why do I feel a little disgusted when I see you??"

It's a pity that Xia Ji knows a lot, but it doesn't mean that this sloppy old beggar Zheng Qifeng is blind.

"Forehead!!!"

Xia Ji showed embarrassment, but the next second he was shocked inside.

Could it be that Zheng Qifeng recognized him, but he shouldn't, he never appeared in front of him.

And the reason why I know him is because his portrait is in the palace compound.

"So it's the Xia family boy."

The sloppy old beggar looked at Xia Ji with a fierce look on his face and said, "If it wasn't for this feeling of disgust, I would have been fooled by you."

"What do you mean by the words of the predecessors???"

This person is a spiritual master of the older generation, and even fought against his ancestors.

Although he was defeated in the end, it was not something that a master of true energy could resist.

"Hey, no matter what it means, if it makes me feel disgusted, I will kill it."

On the palm of the sloppy old beggar, there was a green glow and said: "And I have never killed people wrong."

"The remnants of the previous dynasty did not dare to appear in front of my grandfather, but instead showed off their power in front of me. What kind of skill is this?"

Seeing that Zheng Qifeng was about to kill him, Xia Ji didn't hide anymore.

As the Prince of Daxia, the confession just now has made him lose all face. If he dare not admit his identity even in front of death, then he is indeed too spineless.

Don't let the king of Daxia know about this matter, even if Xia Ji himself dies, he will not forgive himself.

"Jie Jie, this is an admission that I am the seed of Da Xia."

The sloppy old beggar laughed loudly, full of pride in his laughter.

"Kill if you want, remember that I will not die under your strength, but above your age."

Xia Ji's eyes were slightly condensed, but he looked at the sloppy old beggar with disdain.

After all, once my grandfather single-handedly defeated the whole Dazheng completely by himself.

It is under his hard work that such a great summer has been built.

As his descendant, he still has a lot of confidence.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"Strength is strength, and age is age."

"If your grandfather hadn't relied on his age and strength back then, there wouldn't be your Great Xia today."

The sloppy old beggar seemed to be recalling the past, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Command symbol!!"

At this moment, Xia Ji secretly pinched a yellow talisman and waved it against the wind, but it turned into a gust of wind and blew towards the slovenly old beggar.

"It turned out to be a wind saber talisman. It's really wrong to take my Dazheng's family business as a family business."

Looking at the wind knife falling from the sky, not only did the slovenly old beggar not have the slightest fear, but his eyes were full of heartache.

He knew that every trace of resources Xia Ji used was taken from Da Zheng's head.

"This is not a wind knife talisman, but a wind talisman!!"

Xia Ji's expression showed a complacent expression. Unlike this sloppy old beggar, their Xia family has inheritance.

Especially his grandfather, who came from Qiankun Zhishengzong, one of the top ten sects in Xuantian Continent.

"I don't care what kind of talisman you are, you're just one in front of me!!"

The green glow in the hands of the sloppy old man was already ready, but it turned into a giant dragon when facing the wind knife.

"This is the Jianmu Sacred Tree!!!"

Looking at the sloppy and old-fashioned methods, Xia Ji was shocked.

It was only because of the legend that the remnant of Zheng Zheng had an adventure, obtained the inheritance of the Jianmu sacred tree, and practiced Jianmu supernatural powers.

There is even a legend that the ancestors of the family could have killed him, but it seems that for the sake of Jianmu's inheritance, he spared his life at a critical moment.

There was even a legend that in the entire Great Xia, as long as Zheng Qifeng didn't make trouble, Da Xia would not do anything to him.

There were even rumors that as long as Zheng Qifeng wanted to take back the throne, he could come to challenge Daxia Patriarch at any time.

It is precisely because of this that Zheng Qifeng doesn't have to be like a mouse crossing the street in this big summer.

He even walked in the rivers and lakes openly and aboveboard from time to time, but the Great Xia court turned a blind eye.

It turns out that this legend is true, only because this Jianmu inheritance turned out to be the magical power of blessing all things.

If the practice is successful, it can control the essence of vegetation, hold the spring of ten thousand trees, and make a country no longer worry about food.

After all, even a spiritual master cannot control the cycle of seasons.

But if you have this supernatural power of building wood, you can keep food in four seasons without worry.

No wonder Daxia has never heard of food worries, but there is no way to verify this.

Anyone with a brain can understand how Zheng Qifeng could benefit the people of Great Xia.

But Zheng Qifeng did it. Although he is not the king of Daxia, he has been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, but he has solved many problems for the people who have no food due to locusts or plagues.

But he has been hiding his name all the time, and no one knows about it.

If it weren't for Xia Ji being the Ninth Prince of Daxia, he might not even know about it if he could even look up the secret records of Daxia.

"Boy, you have some good eyesight."

The sloppy old beggar sneered, a mere talisman also wanted to compete with his own wood dragon technique, it simply didn't know what it meant.

Under his control, the wooden dragon rose against the wind, and a huge horned dragon rose from the ground.

The huge wind knife was smashed directly under the dragon's head.

The wind blade dissipated, but a strong wind suddenly blew across Beiyang Mountain.

"My life is over!!"

Watching the wooden dragon smash his own wind blade, Xia Ji knew that he was at the end of his rope.

It's not that I don't have enough means, but that the strongest means I can use during this trip are useless to him.

The difference between the realm of true energy and the realm of spiritual energy is too great, even if there is a treasure for Xia Ji, he can't use it at all.

And this wind god talisman can command the wind between heaven and earth, but under the technique of the wooden dragon, it is useless at all.

"go to hell!!!"

The wooden dragon rushed towards Xia Ji, and Zheng Qifeng could already imagine Xia Ji's tragic death.

But he didn't have much excitement in his heart, because he killed Da Xia's prince too much both in the open and in the dark.

Except for the people of Dazheng, everyone with the surname Xia deserved to die in his eyes.

Although he has always fulfilled his promise to sow Dazheng, he also fulfilled his vow to kill at the first sight of summer.

Like a torrent, the wooden dragon smashed directly towards Xia Ji.

Boom! ! !

There was a loud noise, the rocks rolled down, and countless smoke and dust came out.

"My wooden dragon is gone!!!"

The sloppy old beggar looked at the dust strangely, because normally Xia Ji would die from this blow, but his own wooden dragon was indestructible, logically speaking, nothing would happen.

Even in his peak period, he used this wooden dragon to destroy countless mountains.

"I said Xia Ji, why are you in such a mess?"

"You think I want to, but it's not because I'm looking for you."

"Oh, what am I doing to you again?"

"You are now being hunted down by the entire martial arts world. I'm here to tell you the news."

"Wo Cao, I have become the most wanted criminal."

"You are not afraid??"

"What am I afraid of?"

Following the voices of the two, Xia Ji looked at Jiang Chen walking out of the smoke with a puzzled expression on his face.

By Jiang Chen's side, He Li was still following.

But at this time, He Li just followed Jiang Chen silently, and didn't speak to Xia Ji.

"Could it be that the blade of fate is in your hands??"

The sloppy old beggar seemed to understand something as he listened to their conversation.

"Xia Ji, this old man is here to kill you."

Jiang Chen ignored the sloppy old beggar, instead he looked at Xia Ji with a funny face and said, "You are not a very good prince of Xia, why are you being hunted down all day long?"

"Um, when have I been hunted down?"

Xia Ji looked at Jiang Chen with a depressed face.

"Oh, I still refuse to admit it."

Jiang Chen said like a few treasures: "Once in the secret realm, once in Lincheng County, and again now, how many times have we only seen each other, that's three times."

"Wo Dia, it's not because of you."

Xia Ji said unhappily on the spot: "You are the one chasing and killing me in the secret realm, okay?"

"In Lincheng County, it's not because I helped you stop Jin Ziheng of the Qisha Gang. You are too heartless."

"If I hadn't come to report the letter, I would have encountered this monster."

Seeing Xia Ji who was complaining loudly, Jiang Chen suddenly felt embarrassed.

It seemed that it was really his fault, just when Jiang Chen couldn't bear to comfort Xia Ji, the sloppy old beggar did it.

"Damn it, I'm air!!!"

The slovenly old beggar cursed, and then slapped the ground with his palm, but countless trees grew on the ground.

"Why is this attack so familiar?"

Looking at this kind of move, Jiang Chen thought that this person was the Seven Nights monster.

"Jiang Chen, hurry up, this person is a veteran spirit master."

Seeing this attack, Xia Ji hurriedly wanted to pull Jiang Chen away.

"Just this way, is it a veteran?"

Jiang Chen sneered, and couldn't help stomping on his foot.

Countless lava spewed out from the ground, and even the flames surged like a tide, directly covering the forest in one place.

"This is the Beiyang Mountain formation!!"

Zheng Qifeng, who saw this phenomenon, showed doubts on his face.

In his cognition, only the ancestors of the Qingyang Sect have this method, when will other people be able to use this formation of Beiyang Mountain.

"You still have some knowledge."

Jiang Chen laughed out loud.

This time in the underground lava, although it took many days, the harvest was not small.

Especially when he devoured the flames in the center of the earth, he actually came into contact with the Beiyang Mountain stele.

Not to mention that the formation here can be completely controlled, but there is no problem in using it in a small area.

"If you are the patriarch of Qingyang Sect, I will just turn around and leave without saying a word."

The sloppy old beggar Zheng Qifeng sneered, and also stomped his feet on the ground suddenly: "But you are still a little too immature."

Following his voice, the woods that had just been reported reappeared.

"The forest that grows above the flames, awesome!!!"

Looking at the flaming red forest growing out of the flames, even Jiang Chen felt extremely miraculous, and couldn't help shouting the slogan of 666 directly.

"Boy, I'm awesome, but you can appreciate it."

Even the sloppy old beggar couldn't help but feel complacent when he heard others yelling awesome.

This is his supernatural power of building wood. It is not a complete wood attribute, but it is a real wood attribute.

It can grow all things, and it can grow in all things.

Even according to the legend, if one reaches the highest level, the vines can penetrate all worlds and obtain energy from other worlds to nourish oneself.

Of course, with the current strength of the sloppy old beggar Zheng Qifeng, it is impossible to do it at all.

Not to mention Ten Thousand Realms, being able to grow forests among the Five Elements is already considered his greatest skill.

After all, the five elements generate and restrain each other, but with Jianmu's characteristics, he can ignore the terrain now.

"Oh, give me some color and you will go to the dyeing workshop."

Jiang Chen's expression turned cold, but he couldn't help stomping his feet again.

The ground cracked, and countless lava gushed out again.

This time, the temperature of the lava was even higher, and even the forest growing in the lava gradually withered in the lava.

"Little devil, I have two shackles."

Seeing this situation, the sloppy old beggar couldn't help but look Jiang Chen squarely for the first time.

From his perception, judging by the strength Jiang Chen is currently using, he is at best a true qi master.

If he didn't use the formation here, he would be as easy as pinching Xia Ji to death.

"It's up to you to say."

As the saying goes, people respect me one foot, and I respect him one foot.

But now the other party is going to kill him, and even threatened to grab his demon sword, Jiang Chen disagrees.

In addition, here is Beiyang Mountain, Jiang Chen will not waste the power that is not borrowed in vain.

Snapped! !

Without waiting for the sloppy old beggar's other actions, Jiang Chen clasped his hands together, and the lava crashed into the sloppy old beggar with a loud bang.

"Wo Cao, Jiang Chen is awesome, when did you become so awesome."

Looking at Jiang Chen's current method, it is many times more powerful than when he just came out of the secret realm.

"That's right, it's because I don't want to use my own strength, otherwise I'll kill this old man with one punch."

Jiang Chen glanced at the lava all over the sky. Under his control, the lava couldn't even go down the mountainside, so it was directly absorbed back by the formation of Beiyang Mountain.

You must know that Jiang Chen was in Beiyang Mountain because he was afraid of hurting the creatures at the foot of the mountain, so he never used force.

If at this time because of killing a master of spiritual energy, and harming the creatures at the foot of the mountain, then the loss outweighs the gain.

"I lost it. I didn't know you were so good at bragging."

Xia Ji looked at Jiang Chen with a dazed expression.

"That's because you don't know me yet."

Jiang Chen's words were full of puns.

After all, I am in Lincheng County, but I have killed an unknown number of spirit master level monsters.

He even killed three spiritual masters in Qingyang City. Now these low-level spiritual masters are really not enough for him.

"Bragging, I'd like to call you the strongest."

Looking at the scruffy old beggar who disappeared without a trace in the lava, Xia Ji spoke harshly but did not make sense.

"I'm not bragging."

Jiang Chen gave Xia Ji a blank look, he was keeping a low profile.

If he showed the strength of body training, then he knelt down and worshiped.

well!I originally wanted to make friends with him as an ordinary person, but he didn't seem to believe it.

"Jianmu Divine Ability · Wood Dragon Art."

At this moment, the voice of the sloppy old beggar sounded under the lava.

Immediately, a huge wooden dragon like a mountain slowly stretched out from the lava.

"Wow grass, nest grass, this wooden dragon is even bigger again."

Xia Ji, who was deeply tortured, turned extremely pale.

(End of this chapter)