I'm obviously practicing martial arts, how come I have magical powers?

Chapter 17 Damn it

Looking at the body that was split in half by himself.

Qin Yang finally exited from that crazy state.

"What did he say just now?"

"Forget it. Maybe I heard wrong."

Qin Yang knelt down and searched the two parts of Zhao Jiu's body.

He really found a secret book.

"Hunyuan Qi Mask."

Qin Yang was overjoyed when he saw this secret book.

After all, Zhao Jiu may not bring the secret book with him.

If he comes over tonight, there is an element of gambling.

But judging from the results, everything went perfectly.

at this time.

Qin Yang heard subtle footsteps again

"Is someone coming again?"

"This guy is quite popular."

Qin Yang put away the secret book of Hunyuan Qi Mask and raised his head.

Footsteps are approaching.

I saw two rangers walking into the main hall of the ruined temple.

"You're late."

"Zhao Jiu was killed by me, go back."

Qin Yang stood up and put the machete back on his back.

The two rangers looked at the corpse on the ground and were slightly stunned.

"Brother, you are really good at this." The ranger exclaimed.

"It would be great if we had skills as good as yours." Another ranger also sighed with emotion.

"Just practice more and you'll be fine."

Qin Yang shook his head slightly, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a ranger corpse next to him, and his pupils instantly dilated.

This corpse looked exactly like the ranger in front of him!
For a while.

Qin Yang's hair stood on end.

He quickly looked at the other body.

"impossible!!!"

Qin Yang's eyes were panicked.

It's exactly the same!
These two corpses are the two rangers standing in front of the hall!
Two dead people actually appeared in front of him!

Qin Yang didn't know how to explain everything in front of him.

"This hero, why don't you speak?!"

A ranger was puzzled when he saw Qin Yang suddenly froze on the spot.

"Hero, are you okay?"

Another ranger wanted to get closer to Qin Yang, as if he wanted to see what was going on with him.

"do not come!"

Qin Yang was very nervous. When he saw the ranger approaching him, he suddenly pulled out his machete.

"Hero, we don't have any ill intentions."

"You really have no ill intentions towards us!"

The two rangers quickly explained.

But Qin Yang clearly saw that their eyes were dripping with blood, and their skin color was extremely pale, as white as the dead.

If there was no malice in this, it would be a real ghost.

"What the hell do I care about you!"

Qin Yang roared, his eyes as scarlet as a wild beast.

No matter what, as long as it wants to harm his life, he will die!
Roar!
The machete slashed wildly, and a strong wind blew up!

The entire ruined temple seemed to be blown by a strong wind.

Breaking the army and strong wind.

This is the fastest sword among the sword-breaking techniques!

The blade whizzed rapidly, turned into a white cold light, and severed the head of a ranger.

Qin Yang generated another force out of thin air and tilted the machete up.

puff!

In an instant.

Another ranger's chest was severely sliced ​​open.

But the ranger showed a weird smile, pulled out his sword, and pointed it straight at Qin Yang's throat.

Qin Yang dodged sideways and pulled the machete back horizontally.

puff!

The ranger's head was also neatly cut off.

Suddenly, Qin Yang felt a gust of evil wind coming.

The head of the ranger who was the first to be beheaded flew up out of the air, with a weird smile on his face, and he opened his mouth to bite him.

"come!!!"

Qin Yang roared.

Everyone who wants him dead must die! ! !

He summoned all his strength, as if a big bow was tense, and punched hard.

Arhat conquers the devil!

Bang~! The ranger's head screamed, burned by the fierce and hot energy and blood attached to the fist, and then exploded!

same time.

Qin Yang suddenly thrust out the machete!

puff!

A head hit him just in time, and was stabbed viciously by the machete before dissipating into white smoke.

Their bodies also turned into white smoke and disappeared.

woohoo~~~
Qin Yang was panting a little. He didn't care to adjust his breath. When he was about to leave the ruined temple, he felt a cold and malicious feeling behind him.

He couldn't help but look back.

I saw a dilapidated Buddha statue hidden in the darkness, sitting in lotus position, looking at me with a smile.

That smile made Qin Yang feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

Weird, weird, dark.
Qin Yang didn't know how to describe it, and a frightened and cold chill arose in his heart.

He seemed to see a giant Buddha appearing out of thin air in the dark void.

The giant Buddha was all black, with a hypocritical and weird smile. He raised his huge black palm and pressed it hard against him like a five-fingered mountain.

"Do not!!!"

"These are fake!"

"all fake!!!"

Qin Yang yelled crazily, telling himself not to believe everything in front of him.

But seeing that his palm was about to fall, he couldn't help but be afraid, but in the end it turned into a look of neither sadness nor joy.

Zen!

He enters a state of deep concentration.

Watching the big black hand fall, his eyes were calm, without any wavering.

Because he was determined in his heart that all this was false.

Only in a meditative state can he guard his heart.

boom!
The moment the big hand fell.

Qin Yang finally returned to the living world.

He was sweating profusely and did not dare to go towards the evil Buddha anymore. He turned and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Just as he stepped out of the hall, his feet suddenly stopped in mid-air.

I saw corpses of monks hanging in front of the gloomy hall.

The expressions of these monk corpses were frightened, like dried bacon, and their dry eyes kept looking at Qin Yang.

Weird and scary.
"Damn it!"

Qin Yang didn't know whether what he saw was true or false.

He couldn't tell.

Rushing out, he seemed to have thrown himself into a trap.

But if he doesn't go out, there's that evil Buddha statue behind him again.

Qin Yang was in a dilemma and didn't know how to choose.

"Heaven and earth are brilliant, and the underworld is miserable."

Sudden.

The strange sound of copper bells came from outside the ruined temple.

A Taoist wearing apricot yellow tattered Taoist robes, shaking a copper bell with his right hand and scattering paper money with his left hand walked into the ruined temple.

"There is a way for everyone, and there is a way for death."

The Taoist was shaking the bell and chanting strange incantations.

the strange thing is.

As he rang the bell, he scattered paper money.

Qin Yang felt that the malice left on him disappeared.

The Taoist quickly came to Qin Yang.

Only then did Qin Yang see the Taoist's appearance clearly.

He is about forty years old, has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and has a mustache.

"If you don't want to die, follow me out."

"Remember not to breathe, hold your breath all the way!"

As the Taoist spoke, he put a yellow talisman paper between Qin Yang's eyebrows.

Qin Yang couldn't figure out the situation for the time being, but he had no other choice but to listen to this man's words.

He held his breath and followed this man.

along the way.

Qin Yang felt those withered monks looking at him with malice, which made his nerves tense.

However, there were no surprises along the way, and Qin Yang actually walked out of this ruined temple.

"You dare to enter such a fierce temple, are you risking your life?!"

The Taoist shook his head slightly.

"Taoist Priest. What's going on?"

Qin Yang couldn't help but ask.

"How do I know? I only know that this temple is full of violence."

"If I hadn't happened to meet you, I would have guaranteed that you would have been hanged there like those monks."

The Taoist sneered.

Qin Yang couldn't help but shudder.

The scene just now was indeed too eerie and terrifying.

(End of this chapter)