Matchless Pill God

25. Tutor Leng Jun

Translator: Flying Lines

At this moment, Qin Sheng caught up with Qi Hong unhurriedly.

Qi Hong flipped his hand, took out a bottle from the space ring, and poured some yellow powder on the wound.

Qin Sheng squinted his eyes. He still underestimated the speed of the six-meridian-opened martial artist. With Qin Sheng’s current strength, he would not be able to catch up with Qi Hong if it weren’t for the extra body of Yin evil corpse bug.

The moment Qi Hong saw Qin Sheng, his face became even paler. He knew Qin Sheng’s methods too well.

Qin Sheng approached quickly, stretched out his palm, and said with a smile, “Why are you running so fast? Ten thousand crystals and one arm, then I will spare your life.”

His voice was not loud, but when Qi Hong heard it he had goosebumps all over his body. He would rather face the beasts in the wasteland rather than face Qin Sheng.

Qi Hong’s eyebrows were so twisted that water could be wrenched out. He didn’t expect that he would end up in such a situation today. He was threatened by a pubescent boy who only had one meridian opened. If it was not for the thing that had bitten just now, Qin Sheng would not be able to catch up with him anyway.

“I am the head of the Hidden Dragon Gang. It was just a misunderstanding. Monkey and Scorpion deserve their death. You let me go, and we can still be friends.” Qi Hong grinned and said, “I have important tasks, and my boss is waiting for me. If I go back too late, my boss will come looking for me…”

Qin Sheng glanced at Qi Hong faintly, and said, “Oh, is that so?”

“Humph, my Hidden Dragon Gang’s leader is a master of the later stage of the soul-through realm. Such a master is also rare in the entire Dayan.”

The more Qi Hong spoke, the more proud he was, as if he felt that Qin Sheng was frightened.

“Let me go and we are still friends. If you still want to fight, then you can await the anger of the powerful master in the later stage of the soul-through realm.”

Qi Hong was taking advantage of Qin Sheng for not having enough experience. If he was an ordinary young man in the arteries-through realm, he would have been fooled.

However, Qi Hong didn’t know that Qin Sheng had refined the memory of Pill Emperor Wanjie, and had seen countless tricks and plots. This Qi Hong’s tricks could only be regarded as ordinary, not clever at all. Qin Sheng saw it through at one glance.

Qin Sheng grinned, but with an indifferent killing intent in his smile. He said, “Now it’s 20,000 crystals and two arms, then I will spare you!”

Qi Hong was dumbfounded, feeling that Qin Sheng did not play cards according to common sense at all. Throughout the entire Dayan, which warriors in the arteries-through realm would dare to provoke the Hidden Dragon Gang?

“Twenty thousand crystals.” Qi Hong really took out 20,000 crystals.

Qin Sheng was also a little surprised. The Hidden Dragon Gang really did feed itself on countless crimes. A head of a gang who had six meridians openedd was able to take out twenty thousand crystals at once.

“Here you are.” Qi Hong looked at Qin Sheng deeply and threw the crystals away.

“Go to hell!”

Qi Hong roared abruptly, his body leaping out like a poisonous snake, and appeared in front of Qin Sheng in an instant. His hands were infused with the greatest meta force. One hand slapped his head, and the other dug into his heart.

“Splitting-Flame Eagle Claw!”

It turned out to be an earth-level martial art, with an inexplicable killing intent.

After all, Qi Hong was a hall director of the Hidden Dragon Gang. Since being bitten by something unknown, Qi Hong had been planning all this in order to let Qin Sheng put down his vigilance. And now, he dealt a killing blow!

However, Qin Sheng didn’t panic at all. His reaction was extremely keen, just like an veteran with countless years of combat experience, reaching out his bronze hand as fast as a lightning.

“Dragon-imprisoning Hand!”

Qin Sheng’s hands were like iron tongs. He grabbed one of Qi Hong’s hands in an instant, and then squeezed it hard.

Crack!!!!

Qi Hong’s wrist was suddenly broken.

“You!!” Qi Hong’s face flushed, his triangular eyes filled with craziness, and he shouted: “Let’s die together!”

Qi Hong’s other hand was red on the surface, as if it was burning. With a hot wind, it slashed towards Qin Sheng, wanting to split his head.

“Swoosh!”

There was a sharp air-breaking sound, and a beam of black lightning appeared in the sky.

“Crack!”

Qi Hong’s palm fell to the ground…