Fantasy: Simplify the skills and become a master from a minion

Poof!

The young prince vomited blood.

His face was as blue as a pig's liver.

Shame:

A huge shame.

He never dreamed that Chu Qing would be so cruel.

"I have golden tendons, golden bones, golden blood, and golden flesh; my internal organs are all gold-level; my fur is also silver-level."

"How can you beat me like this?"

The young prince stood up.

His internal organs roared, just like thunder.

He recovered from his injuries frantically.

The twelve secret medicines took effect and strengthened his strength.

"Destroy my carriage and scare my beauty - this is the first crime!"

Boom!

A terrible momentum burst out from the young prince.

His shirt exploded, revealing strong muscles and golden lines.

The next second, he rushed towards Chu Qing, swinging his fists and feet like a war hammer, slashing fiercely.

Bang!

Chu Qing urged the Eight Gods to fight against the sun and the moon.

Result:

This time the young prince just took a step back.

"Killing my servants and scaring my running dogs - this is the second crime!"

The muscles on the young prince's body squirmed, and blood flowed from his pores.

He urged the secret teachings and rushed towards Chu Qing again.

This time, when he swung his fists and feet, the air was twisted and transformed into war hammers, long swords, eagle claws and other forms.

This form is similar to the Eight Gods Hands Sun and Moon.

But:

It is still not as good as the Eight Gods Hands.

Bang!

Bang!

A series of bombardments, neither of them moved at all.

The young prince grinned and said, "You are finished!"

Chu Qing said disdainfully, "You are finished!"

After that, he began to counterattack.

The Eight Gods Hands Sun and Moon, fully exerted.

At this moment:

The dragon tendons completely erupted.

The power of the golden bones and golden tendons doubled.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Chu Qing moved madly at 18 times the speed of sound.

The power of the tendons, bones and blood was transformed into the Eight Gods Hands Sun and Moon.

It poured madly.

Three seconds...

Ten seconds...

Thirty seconds...

The young prince easily blocked the attack at first.

But later, his expression became solemn.

Because:

Chu Qing's Eight Gods Hand was too powerful.

During the violent attack of dozens of seconds, his strength not only did not decrease, but continued to increase.

The violent attacks continued.

The young prince began to vomit blood.

What was even more terrifying was:

Chu Qing was also vomiting blood, and his face towel was stained scarlet.

But, he was like nothing happened, full of strength.

Roar!

The young prince roared unwillingly.

"I have golden tendons and golden bones, and you are at most golden tendons and golden bones; I also took secret medicine!"

"Why are you stronger than me?"

He was puzzled and puzzled.

Nangong and Cui Moyang on the side were looting the spoils.

They laughed when they heard the young prince's anger.

Chu Qing was cruel and could act recklessly, relying not only on the Eight Gods Hand.

There was also the more terrifying dragon tendon.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless people who have mastered the Eight Gods Hand.

However, I have never heard of anyone who can master the dragon tendons like Chu Qing.

With the blessing of dragon tendons, the power is not as simple as 1+1.

"Kill!"

Chu Qing roared!

The Eight Gods Hands bloomed with the sun and the moon.

The little prince began to retreat.

He couldn't stop it.

A few seconds later:

Boom!

Crack!

Chu Qing broke his bones.

The little prince screamed and tried to heal the bones in his arms.

As a result, Chu Qing didn't give him a chance at all.

More violent and faster attacks came one after another.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

"Call me a dog?"

"You say I'm a mud leg among dogs?"

"Throw a teacup at me?"

"Let me pay for it?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Boom!

Chu Qing kicked the little prince away.

The little prince, blood spilled in the sky.

Without waiting for the little prince to land, Chu Qing bent his knees slightly and then took off into the air.

Boom!

A sonic boom sounded.

He instantly appeared beside the young prince, grabbed his head with his big hand, and pressed it hard to the ground.

Boom!

The frozen soil exploded, and the wind and snow splashed.

A big pit more than one meter deep appeared on the ice and snow.

Chu Qing grabbed the young prince's head and pushed it hard

"Rob my Sun Gold Moon Jade?"

Boom!

"You don't give me one if I want one, but you give one to others?"

"Do you look down on me?"

Boom!

"Who the hell are you? How dare you look down on me?"

Boom!

"Why did you take all the Sun Gold Moon Jade?"

Boom!

"You also robbed my Eight Gods Hand Fragment?"

Boom!

"Who gave you the courage?"

Boom!

"Did the young prince give you the courage?"

"Unfortunately, in my eyes, you, the young prince, are shit."

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Chu Qing was like crazy, grabbing the young prince's head and hitting the ground frantically.

One time...

Ten times...

The pit, which was more than one meter deep, expanded to three or four meters deep.

At first:

The little prince still struggled.

But later, he frantically activated the secret method of saving his life and waited with his dying breath.

He begged for the first time in his life:

"Please, stop fighting!"

"Give me a chance, I will never call you a dog again!"

"I will never steal your things again!"

That's it?

Chu Qing was disdainful.

He wanted to continue fighting.

At this moment, roars came from the town:

"Stop!"

"Asshole, how dare you attack the little prince?"

"Stop now, I will only kill three of your clans; otherwise, I will destroy all nine of your clans!"

At this moment, Chu Qing smiled.

The little prince, who was struggling to death, widened his eyes.

At this moment, he wanted to curse.

At this moment, he finally understood why a group of slaves and guards would run away.

"You are not here to save me; you want me to die."

The little prince looked at Chu Qing pleadingly.

Chu Qing ignored him; instead, he jumped out of the pit and held the little prince high.

The next second, he punched the little prince's head.

Eight God Hands Sun and Moon!

Bang!

The fist hit the little prince's forehead.

The little prince showed a happy expression.

Because, he didn't feel his head explode.

Huh!

He breathed a sigh of relief.

He won't die.

Chu Qing was scared.

However, the next second, he felt a little pain in the back of his head.

Then, he heard a muffled sound:

Bang!

A fist-sized hole exploded in the back of his head.

The contents of his head, like a fountain, sprayed several meters away.

At the same time:

The blood in the young prince's body boiled, and a tattoo on his skin burned.

Then, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and drilled into Chu Qing's chest.

Chu Qing frowned.

Although he had never seen this thing, he had a feeling:

This was either a curse or a tracking method.

This method was probably... only possessed by an alien.

His mind turned over thousands of times, and he didn't care too much.

Click!

He casually twisted off the young prince's empty head and put it on the ground.

"You had no brains when you were alive, and you dared to offend me!"

"Now that you're dead, you have no brains either!"

"It's... pathetic!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, took Nangong and Cui Moyang, and whistled away.

As soon as he left, the elite soldiers of the black market came.

They were extraordinary, all second-level masters.

Someone was going to chase Chu Qing.

As a result, others stopped him and said, "The young prince is dead."

"Why are you still chasing the murderer?"

The second-level master wondered, "Catch the murderer and report to the prince!"

"Otherwise, the prince will be furious!"

"Then blame us..."

Someone trembled and said in despair, "The prince is ruthless. If the young prince dies in the black market, everyone in the black market will be buried with the young prince!"

"We are no exception!"