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Meng Qingyu finally stopped. He bent a strange arc around his mouth, raised his hands, and his eyes were full of ecstasy.

His injury was as like as two peas.

"Ha ha."

Meng Qingyu laughed arrogantly for two times, and then smiled at Chu Jingfeng: "boy, it seems that you have great confidence in yourself and have not prevented me from absorbing the power of the three fools, but you will pay a price for your confidence and you will regret it."

Chu Jingfeng stared at Meng Qingyu. He found that the man in front of him was completely possessed.

Yes, Chu Jingfeng didn't stop him. Otherwise, with Chu Jingfeng's ability, Meng Qingyu couldn't have time to absorb the blood of those martial artists.

But Chu Jingfeng didn't stop him.

Because those martial artists themselves deserve to die.

Moreover, Chu Jingfeng also wanted to try Meng Qingyu's means. After he did his best, he didn't even think about trying to control the blood poison. He just wanted to fight him with his own strength.

Seeing that Chu Jingfeng didn't answer, Meng Qingyu said coldly, "boy, how do you want to die?"

It seemed to him that Chu Jingfeng was already fish on the chopping board and let him kill him.

"If you can beat me, you can let me die as much as you want."

Chu Jingfeng said faintly.

"Good courage!"

Meng Qingyu hissed coldly, raised his hand and waved, "blood spirit, tear him up for me!"

The carpet like blood poison roared and pressed down heavily.

Chu Jingfeng feels a threat on the blood poison. This thing has even touched the threshold of cultivating immortals. The blood poison has already overwhelmed Chu Jingfeng in the realm.

Blood poison is spreading all over the world and rolling.

Chu Jingfeng's eyes stared, raised his hand and pressed it up. The five Qi catcher's hand, the anti Qi hand!

An invisible big hand came out. Chu Jingfeng's real Qi surged all over his body and hit the blood poison fiercely. However, the blood poison was towering and motionless, and it was difficult for the anti Qi hand to step half an inch!

"Ha ha, it's useless!"

Meng Qingyu disdained to smile and stood still. He only watched Chu Jingfeng fight against the blood poison carpet, just like watching a monkey play.

Chu Jingfeng frowned and did not put Meng Qingyu's words in his heart.

Seeing that one move to resist Qi was useless, Chu Jingfeng had to change his move. He did not use the spirit binding hand, because blood poison is famous for its strangeness. The spirit binding hand is mainly used to interfere with the enemy's internal strength or true Qi, but it is useless for blood poison.

The spirit sealing hand is almost the same.

So I can only use two other moves.

The five Qi catcher has five moves, two of which Chu Jingfeng has never used against the enemy.

Wave folding palm!

The two moves in the middle of the five Qi capture hand are very destructive palm techniques, so they are named after the palm.

Moreover, instead of attacking people with the palm of their true Qi, they fight with the palm of their flesh, which is similar to the real martial arts.

The imperial Qi hand only resisted for more than ten seconds. Chu Jingfeng ran his true Qi, condensed between his palms, and then patted the blood poison carpet without hesitation.

Chu Jingfeng's hands overlapped, just like waves one after another.

"What's the trick?"

Meng Qingyu was very confused when he saw it. He only felt that Chu Jingfeng's palm technique was very mysterious. If it was really used, it would be powerful.

However, he did not have any worries, because he always believed in blood poison.

On the contrary, I was a little happy. If I took Chu Jingfeng down and asked about the cultivation method of this palm technique, I would certainly increase my strength. I didn't expect to find such a big bargain.

When the wave folding palm is displayed, Chu Jingfeng doesn't know how many palms he has played, at least ten. It is said that if he can play 30 palms in one second, then the wave folding palm can be successful!

At that time, the power will change qualitatively. Even waterfalls can be cut off for a short time.

Of course, Chu Jingfeng naturally doesn't have that ability now.

Now he can only hit 15 palms at best.

There were fifteen palms everywhere in both hands, and two stacked palms fell on the blood poison carpet. Finally, they were combined into one palms and impacted on the blood poison.

The blood poison also roared, there was a pause, and the blood gas rolled, there was a short lack of support!

"Impossible!"

Meng Qingyu was startled and couldn't help shouting.

However, he soon saw that the blood poison returned to normal again, which relieved him and sneered: "the blood poison is endless, just because you want to break it up? I advise you to give up your struggle and hand over your palms. I can give you a corpse. Otherwise, the more you struggle, the more fear and pain you suffer! "

Chu Jingfeng still ignored Meng Qingyu. At this moment, he was caught in the persistence of cracking blood poison. Even two palms of stacked wave palm failed to work, but at least it was useful for blood poison, unlike the previous anti Qi hand.

Chu Jingfeng's eyes flashed, and then gave two palms. Dielang palm bombarded the blood poison, and the blood poison stopped again. Although it didn't take long for the blood poison to return to normal and want to press down, Chu Jingfeng's dielang palm came out again.

Therefore, Chu Jingfeng could not resist the blood poison, which naturally posed no threat to Chu Jingfeng.

Chu Jingfeng and Xuedu are deadlocked.

Meng Qingyu's face changed several times: "how is this possible? How can you stop the blood poison!"

Chu Jingfeng gives two more palms. If you observe carefully, you can notice that there are 16 palms taken by Chu Jingfeng this time, which is one more than before!

It turns out that Chu Jingfeng is actually using this blood poison to harden his dielang palm. The greater the pressure, the more he can stimulate his potential. In this way, Chu Jingfeng will practice dielang palm faster.

"It's just blood poison. Do you really think you can get me?"

Chu Jingfeng takes a cold look at Meng Qingyu and continues to shoot dielang palm. As long as Meng Qingyu doesn't remove the blood poison, Chu Jingfeng will always use the blood poison to cultivate his dielang palm.

There are not so many such opportunities.

Meng Qingyu sneered: "OK, I admit you can withstand the current blood poison, but I don't believe it. Your internal strength can always support you to shoot this palm. At that time, your internal strength is insufficient, and I will torture you to death!"

Meng Qingyu didn't find Chu Jingfeng's real purpose. He didn't know that Chu Jingfeng's shadow was increasing step by step. He still felt that he had the upper hand.

Chu Jingfeng shook his head slightly: "if you think so, you are very wrong. To tell you the truth, you are not worth mentioning in my eyes. You are just valuable to me. I will allow you to live until now."

Meng Qingyu was angry and smiled: "don't you know your situation when you are dying?"

Chu Jingfeng sighed: "if you don't believe me, wait for me for five minutes. Then you will naturally know if I'm talking big."

"OK, I want to see what you can do!"

Meng Qingyu showed disdain.