san francisco landowner

Chapter 283 Vomiting blood after just a few words?
Hearing the child's voice, the adults who were busy with the crops in the field stood up straight and looked over with sharp eyes.

Jing Qi frowned slightly, these grown-ups who looked like peasants had piercing eyes, like lights on their backs.

"Who is coming!"

A middle-aged uncle came out of the field, his ankles were covered with mud, and there was a foul smell.

Jing Qi said loudly: "Jing Qi!"

The world suddenly became quiet.

The playful children, the chirping ducks, and even the breeze felt the solemn atmosphere and fell silent.

"You are Jing Qi? You are so courageous!" The middle-aged man stepped forward, his figure was blurred, and he came to Jing Qi in a few steps.

What a great speed!

Jing Qi's heart was serious, the few strokes just now seemed slow but were fast, and the weight was lifted lightly, the realm of his light-weight kung fu far surpassed him.

"Where's my sister Jing Ran?" Jing Qi asked.

"She violated the village rules, so she was naturally imprisoned!" The middle-aged man glanced up and down Jing Qi, with a hint of doubt, "Where is Qingdiyu?"

"Where's my sister Jing Ran?" Jing Qi continued to ask.

The middle-aged man frowned, and said calmly: "She violated the village rules and has been imprisoned!"

"Where's my sister Jing Ran?" Jing Qi asked for the third time.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened: "Don't you understand what I said?"

Jing Qi narrowed his eyes slightly. Before he came, he planned to negotiate to bring the little girl out, but when he came here, he suddenly changed his mind.

Since the little girl sent the Qingdi Jade to him, she must be full of confidence in Jing Qi and pinned endless hopes on her. How could she bring her out in such a humble manner?
Little sister is proud of me, how can I bow my head!

boom! ! !
The green flames suddenly erupted like a volcano, enveloping Jing Qi's figure one after another, and tree patterns emerged in the void, and then condensed like wood in the next moment, attacking the middle-aged man brazenly.

The middle-aged man shouted angrily, and the true energy in his body gathered in his hands, and his palms slapped out like a dragon in the wind.

Boom! !
"Pfft~" The middle-aged man took one step at a time, and took seven steps straight back before stabilizing his body, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Jing Qi didn't stop and walked forward quickly.

"How brave!"

Several other adults who were working in the fields also jumped into the air, and came across the void.

Jing Qi admired their lightness skills very much, but his subordinates were merciless, and Dacheng's Jianmu palm bombarded them like a stormy wave.

These few people are like catkins in the wind, when the wind blows, they have nothing to rely on, they vomit blood and fly back.

"Ah, Second Uncle! Third Uncle!"

"Killed, someone killed!!"

"Mom, mom~ woo woo..."

The three little kids playing around at the entrance of the village ran towards the village yelling.

The movement outside quickly alarmed the village.

When Jing Qi stepped over the old withered tree, sixteen or seventeen people had already gathered at the entrance of the village.

Most of them are young people under [-], Jing Qi glanced at them and stopped there.

The strength of the four or five middle-aged people should be about the same as those just now.

But the old man in the middle is the biggest threat to him.

"Who are you!" The old man had white hair and beard, his face was like a tree, and his eyes were like lamps.

"Jing Qi." Jing Qi announced his family name, then took a step forward, "My younger sister is Jing Ran!"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are Jing Qi? Where did you come from with this strong tree energy, tell me!"

"Grandpa, you must have stolen it from the Qingdi Jade!"

"Arrest him, torture him and you'll know."

"Such an arrogant person should be immersed in a pig cage!"

When Jing Qi heard this, he was so angry that he even dipped in a pig cage. There are such feudal lynchings. This village is simply a remnant of feudalism!

"Hide in the small building and become unified, and care about spring, summer and autumn and winter!" Jing Qi sneered, "It seems that you have been hiding in this place for a long time, and you are used to being self-centered, right? Okay, very good, I will teach you today , how to be a polite and civilized person who contributes to socialist modernization!"

Jing Qi didn't bother to talk nonsense, his patience was exhausted.

Zhenmu's spiritual energy exploded completely, like magma boiling between his meridians, and the emerald green flames surged like disillusioned aurora.

The old man's face was extremely gloomy. It was the first time someone dared not answer his question, the first time someone dared to question his character, and the first time someone dared to make a move in front of him!

So many firsts, enough!

The old man let out a loud roar, his true energy boiled and spread, and a circle of air ripples suddenly appeared around him, and the people around him were all pushed away.

The old man stomped heavily, his figure blurred, and suddenly appeared in front of Jing Qi in the next moment, and smashed down heavily with the Thunder Mountain Palm.

The applause was like thunder, heavy as a mountain, with one palm pressed down, it seemed like a mountain of thunder fell down.

Jing Qi propped up his palms, and two simple tree patterns flashed into the void, facing Lei Shan.

Kaka! !
The air seemed to be squeezed, and there was an unpleasant crackling sound. Several air ripples swept across, and the rice in the fields and the mud and rocks in the trails all turned into nothingness.

"puff!"

Jing Qi was shocked by the electric shock all over his body, and the real wood aura in his whole body seemed to be broken, and he couldn't help taking a step back with his left foot.

As for the old man, his face was as pale as snow, with veins and blood streaks appearing faintly, and he was as ferocious as a ghost.

boom!
The two passed by, leaving a series of sonic booms in the air.

"Jianmu Palm, how did you lose Jianmu Palm!!" The old man turned his head, his face as dark as the mud in the field.

The Thunder Mountain Palm he cultivated is astonishingly powerful, but it is still not as powerful as Jianmu Palm!
The reason why he was able to make Jing Qi vomit blood from the Thunder Mountain Palm was mainly because he had practiced Thunder Mountain Palm for 70 years!

As for Jing Qi, even if Jian Mu Zhang is a master, it is only less than a year, so he is naturally inferior to him.

Although Jing Qi vomited blood, his body was relieved, and there was no more pressure, and the real wood spiritual energy immediately flowed through the whole body.

"Jianmu Palm, is it a unique skill recorded in ancient books? Hasn't it been lost for a long time?"

"Where did he learn it?"

"The Qing Emperor Jade must be from the Qing Emperor Jade!"

"How is it possible? The Qingdi Jade is an inheritance. Even us descendants of the Mu clan cannot accept the inheritance. Can he succeed as an outsider?"

"You're right, but..."

"Shut up!" the old man yelled, staring at Jing Qi with burning eyes, "Jian Mu Zhang, you really got the Qing Emperor's inheritance!?"

Jing Qi let out a sigh of relief, the injuries in his body had healed.

"That's right, I have accepted the inheritance of the Qing Emperor! From now on, there will be no Qing Emperor Jade in the world!" Jing Qi said loudly, "Where is my sister Jing Ran!"

The sound was like wind and thunder, spreading far away, with the power to shatter the void.

"Fengleihou! This is the unique skill of the last Qing Emperor in ancient times, Fengleihou!" The old man's eyes turned red.

That's jealous!
The old man's name is Wu Zhutian. He is the head of this village. He holds many ancient books left by the Mu clan. The books record many unimaginable things, but he is only obsessed with martial arts.

Jianmu Palm, Wind and Thunder Roar, So Close to the End of the World...

Every time he looked at the secret knowledge recorded in the book, he wished to burn these books. Every time he read it, he felt itchy.

It was precisely because of this that he was willing to give the Qingdi Jade to Wu Wanyun's children, Jing Ran and Jing Tian, ​​who only had half of the blood of the Mu clan.In the hope of just in case, if some of them accepted the Qing Emperor's inheritance, then he would definitely be able to learn these martial arts from them!

But he really didn't expect that this Qingdi Jade would be taken by a complete outsider!

"you you!!!"

Wu Zhutian swayed, but couldn't hold back, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Jing Qi was in a daze, it didn't matter if the two of them fought so hard just now, why did they vomit blood after only saying a few words?
(End of this chapter)