I'm not immortal

Chapter 11 Please give your title

"Who?!"

Dorgon was the first to react. He turned around and saw a figure suddenly appearing from one side.

This figure is tall and straight like a green pine, surrounded by light blue flames, and his face is covered by a mask, which is a dark blue ferocious face.

In his hand, he held a short knife.

The back of the knife is bright, but there is a layer of black rust on the blade.

Another ghost? !

The boss's mentality was a little bit blown up, and a Dorgon who was inexplicably blessed by Ming Wuling's dragon energy had already given him a desperate plan.

Why is there another mysterious guy popping up now?

"You are."

Dorgon's expression changed, he stared closely at the dagger in the man's hand, and the dark ghostly aura on his body was surging like never before.

Jiang Qi didn't answer, but just took a few steps forward and confronted Dorgon. The Nuo mask he was carrying was prepared by him in advance, and he was prepared in advance, but now it seems that this mask has helped a lot.

He was willing to save the three officials, but that didn't mean he wanted to reveal his identity.

After seeing these three people and Dorgon's soul, Jiang Qi knew that this world might not be that simple.

He wasn't going to expose himself rashly until he figured out some situations.

"Dorgon."

Jiang Qi spoke slowly, with a low voice, and the dagger in his hand was so hot that it was hot.

The eyes under Nuo's face looked at the lion-like evil spirit in front of him.

"Going to the appointment on behalf of a friend, and using all the unfinished battles."

"Your Excellency, please give me the head."

"Zheng!"

Before the words fell, the short knife buzzed, and the rust on the blade rustled off, revealing the bright and sharp blade.

This 300-year-old Ming Emperor personally forged a precious sword, and it is blooming again after 300 years!

Dorgon took a deep look at Jiang Qi, with a smile on his lips.

The boss quietly watched the scene in front of him.

For the time being, the newly emerged Nuo Mian Ren is here to target Dorgon, but his real identity is unknown.

Attending a date on behalf of a friend?
Who is the friend?

Going to an appointment?

The so-called unfinished war?

The unfinished battle with Dorgon? !

That is to say, the friend mentioned by the Nuo Mian population was from 300 years ago? !
What about himself?
Could it be an old monster that has lived for 300 years?

The boss is a little unbelievable, but inferred from the existing information, this is the most likely answer!

"Friend?"

Dorgon spoke, with an inexplicable meaning in his voice, and took a deep look at the dagger in Jiang Qi's hand, which had already begun to buzz, and said, "Just treat you as a friend."

"Come to fight!"

"Roar!"

The Li Gui, who had been suppressed for 300 years, uttered a roar that was not like a human voice, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye spread layer by layer, blowing the corners of Jiang Qi's clothes.

But it was different when the boss under the altar felt it.

Just this ghost roar almost made his heart burst!

Dorgon, who has been blessed with dragon energy, is almost comparable to a thousand-year-old ghost!

Jiang Qi was unmoved, but felt a little itchy in his ears.

He could feel that there was a warm current in the dantian of his body, which was slowly flowing through the whole body along the mysterious veins.

Holding the buzzing scorching dagger, Jiang Qifu felt like he was in his heart, and with a thought, the warm current in his dantian flowed down his arm and covered the dagger.

"Buzz!"

The buzzing of the short knife stopped, and the blade was slowly coated with a layer of dark blue light!
All this is slow to say, in fact, when Dorgon just stopped the ghost roar, Jiang Qi's dagger began to change.

"True Qi transforms into Gang!"

The boss stared at the dagger in Jiang Qi's hand, and subconsciously blurted out.

With a look of surprise on his face,
Genuine Qi transforming into Gang is the watershed of martial arts, under the True Qi, no energy can enter.

Before Zhengang, he could only be called a martial artist, but after Zhengang, he could be called a master!
He practiced Baji Xingyi, and now at the age of 40, he has achieved Huajin. He is already very talented, but in front of Zhengang, he is just a child!

Another way of saying "everything can't be entered" is that everything can be broken!
And the Nuo-mian man in front of him can easily use the real gun, and can even bless a weapon!

That means, the true strength of this Nuomian man has reached the level of lifting weights like nothing!

This is horrific!
He can't really be an old monster who has lived for 300 years, can he?

This kind of thought couldn't be restrained in the boss's heart.

When he was in shock, the battle on the altar had already begun!

"Boom!"

The dagger with dark blue light collided with the ferocious ghost claw, and the air waves visible to the naked eye scattered!
Dorgon's ghost claws had already been wounded by a short knife, and just one collision injured Dorgon, who was close to the strength of a thousand-year-old ghost!

But Dorgon didn't care about his injury at all, he was still in a stalemate with the dagger, leaned closer to Jiang Qi, looked at the ferocious Nuo face, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Friend?"

"True anger can't fool anyone!"

Jiang Qi didn't speak, his eyes glowed with azure blue light, and through the eyeholes on Nuo's face, two bands of light were pulled out.

The true qi in his body has been activated to the extreme, his body is like an oven, extremely hot!

With force in his hand, Jiang Qi shook Dorgon away, stepped back a few steps, and slashed Dorgon's neck with his short knife in an arc as light as a flowing wind!

"brush!"

The blade parted the air, but it was silent. The sound of breaking through the air was Dorgon's sound when he was dodging.

As a mighty warrior, what Dorgon learned the most on the battlefield was not how to kill the enemy, but how to avoid danger to the greatest extent!

Only by keeping your own life can you be qualified to win in the mill of human life!
Jiang Qi missed a hit, but it was not surprising at all, it would have been nice if Dorgon was so easy to kill.

"call"

Jiang Qi let out a breath of turbid air slowly, his body became hotter and hotter, the dagger was blooming with blue light, and collided with Dorgon again!
One person and one ghost were caught in a fight.

Jiang Qi was at a disadvantage, was approached by Dorgon, and started to retreat.

It seems that Jiang Qi's defeat may only be a matter of time, but this is not the case.

Because from just now, scenes of shadows appeared in Jiang Qi's mind.

It was a man wielding a knife.

In the training ground, in the arena, in the battlefield!

There are no tricks in the sharp and direct sword technique, just use the most direct and quickest way to take away the life of the enemy!

This is a complete battlefield killing knife!

The shadows coming one after another merged into Jiang Qi's mind, analyzed and digested by him.

Jiang Qi only felt that the dagger in his hand became more and more commanding, as if it had become an extension of his arm.

He is now confident that he can cut off the elytra of a mosquito without hurting the body.

Jiang Qi came to a clear realization that these shadows should be the owner of the dagger, that Jiang Qubing practicing the sword.

Now, passing the short knife has become Jiang Qi's combat experience.

Gradually, all the shadows disappeared, leaving only one.

It was a young general in black armor, covered in blood, and in front of him was Dorgon holding a scimitar.

The general lowered his body, dropped his shoulders, twisted his waist, and swung his knife!

Jiang Qi savored the shadow in his mind, looked up, and in front of him was Dorgon who had gone through 300 years and turned into a ghost.

Then, he sank, dropped his shoulders, and twisted his waist!

The same knife, after 300 years, slashed at the former enemy!

Knife out!
(End of this chapter)