Cyber Daming

At this point in the discussion, which was divided into priorities, both of them were obviously really fired up.

Or perhaps from the very beginning, both Li Jun and Chen Qisheng had hidden murderous intent in their hearts.

Those who can seek skin from tigers must naturally have the power to kill tigers.

Otherwise, it is just a piece of fat served to other people's mouths.

Bah!

Li Jun tilted his head to avoid the three-inch Qingfeng strike in Chen Qisheng's hand. He spread out his body in a small space and almost instantly rushed into his opponent's arms. He bent his arms into elbows and went straight to his heart.

However, the Taoist seemed to have anticipated Li Jun's attack, and swung his left hand downwards with a five-fight fist stance, hitting Li Jun's elbow head-on.

Snapped!

The air seemed to be boiling, crackling and exploding.

The two of them took a step back almost simultaneously, but immediately bumped into each other again.

The collision of flesh and blood made the sound like a heavy rain breaking tiles.

The strange thing was that despite the blasts ringing in his ears, Chen Qisheng could only hear the deafening heartbeat coming from his chest.

When the excitement reaches the extreme, it will inevitably be followed by weakness.

Chen Qisheng understood in his heart that although he was a peak Dao Qi Golden Elixir, forcibly taking the fourth genetically modified elixir that stimulated the physical ability in all directions was still too much of a load on his body.

If this state is maintained for a long time, it will inevitably cause irreversible damage to the body.

I am not one of those new-school Taoist priests who choose to replace flesh and blood with machines, thus eliminating most of their desires.

But you still need to rely on your body to cultivate your Taoist foundation!

"This discussion should end."

His body moved as his heart moved, and the sword in the Taoist's hand suddenly moved three points faster.

Phew!

Li Jun's side and jaw were cut with a bloody slash by the sword finger, and half of his neck was immediately stained red with blood.

The blow was successful, but Chen Qisheng still felt heart palpitations.

Because there is still no fluctuation in the other party's eyes, indifferent, even

It is somewhat similar to the gods enshrined on the stage that I saw in the main hall of Longhu Mountain Headquarters.

The Taoist suppressed the impatience in his heart and immediately stopped holding back. He offered three carved jade seals and hung them on his shoulders and head in the shape of three flowers.

Countless illusions and noises, as well as a strange vibration frequency, swept towards Li Jun.

For a moment, Li Jun felt as if he had fallen into a dreamland he had never seen before, and a series of bizarre scenes were changing before his eyes.

Zhao Ding is as old as a rotten tree.

Kuang Qingyun, whose head is in a different place

The plum flower with the ink armor shattered.

Zhao Qingxia ran for his life in a panic

The changing scene finally settled on a domineering figure coming with a sword.

The figure raised his halberd and pointed it at Li Jun. A red dragon rose into the sky and swallowed Li Jun in one bite.

The vision in front of him turned to darkness.

Li Jun felt as if he was drowning in the bottom of the sea, and all his senses were only cold and tingling.

Like being cut by a sword, like being cut by a knife.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I'll be back sooner or later."

Li Jun slowly closed his eyes and murmured to himself: "Qingcheng Group. Yu Canghai."

"Wait until I come back and crush you to pieces, bones, dust, and ashes!"

These last four words were not screamed out, nor were they shouted angrily.

Instead, it was so calm that it was dead silent without any fluctuations.

But at this moment all the shrouded illusions were shattered.

Li Jun's eyes suddenly opened, and what caught his eyes was the sword finger reaching between his eyebrows!

"It's about time."

He talks to himself inexplicably, but he seems to have the power to speak out.

Boom. Boom.

The rapid beating of a drum-like heartbeat in Chen Qisheng's ears suddenly slowed down at this moment.

The sudden weakness pulled him into the bottomless abyss.

The effect of the medicine has finally arrived.

Chen Qisheng gritted his teeth, tried his best to control his weak body, and continued to move forward with his sword.

But after the passion for the elixir faded, he was left with only fatigue.

In Li Jun's eyes, there is no threat anymore.

The martial artist, whose body was covered with blood, casually slapped away his sword finger, and punched Chen Qisheng violently, vomiting blood and flying backwards like before.

As soon as the Taoist's body hit the ground, the figure of his opponent had already enveloped his head.

Li Jun raised his hand with one arm, punched extremely violently, and then landed with a huge force!

Zheng!

The harsh sword sounds sounded at the same time.

A flying sword as black as ink hung above Li Jun's head.

Click.

The sound of bullets being loaded was also clearly audible.

In an instant, the air in this small room seemed to be solidified.

"Two against one, you don't stand a chance."

Under the hood, Prince Ma's hoarse voice came out.

"Come on, shoot! If you shoot first, I can stab him to death!"

Chen Qisheng's face was distorted and his tone was ferocious, "Don't forget that I am a swordsman."

"Sword Immortal?! Then try it!"

Li Jun's voice was bone-chilling.

call!

Chen Qisheng's eyes tightened, and blood spurted out from his mouth as he spoke, "I'm convinced, I'll listen to you this time!"

Boom!

The fist fell, grazing his scattered hair, and the flying gravel hit the side of Chen Qisheng's face with blood spots.

"It's a competition, is it necessary to be so harsh?"

Chen Qisheng lay on his back, wailing feebly at the top of his lungs.

Even though he howled a few times, no one paid him any attention. Chen Qisheng simply glanced around and looked around.

But he saw Li Jun sitting cross-legged not far away, casually tearing off his tattered military uniform and using it as a handkerchief to wipe away the blood.

His bare upper body was covered with blood from the cuts he had made.

But what really makes the Taoist feel palpitated is that many of the bloody mouths are already showing signs of healing.

"My lord, Dao Ancestor, what kind of evil beast is this?"

The Taoist screamed in his heart, but he was still complaining, and his thoughts were still clear.

After all, there are specialties in the arts, and if the martial arts sequence didn't have the ability to withstand beatings, there wouldn't be a few remnants popping up from time to time over the years.

The only strange thing is.

How did he escape from his illusion?

Just when Chen Qisheng was puzzled, he heard Li Jun suddenly say: "First kill the walking group of Xifan Dazhao Group."

Chen Qisheng lazily stood up and put the shoes he had dropped aside back on his feet.

"Okay, now you are the boss, you have the final say."

He gathered his hair up to his shoulders, tied it into a ponytail at the back of his head, stood up swaying, raised his hand and threw a coin-sized communication device to Li Jun.

"Whenever you want to do it, just call me."

After doing all this, Chen Qisheng held his waist with one hand and his knees with the other, and slowly walked towards the door.

"Even if the number of people is limited, why don't you and Buddhism directly send high-sequence characters over, but let you Xu Qi be the dragon crossing the river?"

"Are you so confident that you won't drown in Chongqing Mansion?"

A confused voice came from behind.

Chen Qisheng didn't even look back, "Want to hear the truth?"

"nonsense."

"Because in the eyes of those old men, this is just a place to test the younger ones."

"And you, Wu Qi Dufu, are also one of the prizes for the winner of this trial."

Chen Qisheng stood by the gate of Peace Hotel and slowly turned back to look at Li Jun.

"Not just you, the newcomers to the martial arts sequence who have occasionally emerged in various provinces of the empire in recent years are all the tools for the rising stars of Buddhism and Taoism to become famous in this peaceful era."

Li Jun fell into silence, murderous aura spreading across his body.

The Taoist clasped the flying sword tightly and held the elixir between his teeth.

Click.

The locked door suddenly opened, and the night wind blowing from outside the cliff made him tremble suddenly.

Chen Qisheng grinned: "Don't you plan to take action?"

"Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner." Li Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Or do you also want to be the winner?"

"I'm not interested."

The Taoist walked out of the hotel door, turned around and replied with a smile: "My name is Chen Qisheng. In this life, I just want to live forever."

Silently, the door slowly closed.

The sign that read 'The proprietor has something to do, I'll deal with it another day' was blown from side to side by the wind and fell to the ground.

"You were born before I was born, but I was born before you were dead."

Chen Qisheng said in a faint tone, "The martial arts sequence is interesting."

Click.

A crisp sound of bones rotating sounded from his waist.

Chen Qisheng's face turned pale suddenly and he shouted urgently: "It hurts, it hurts."