End of ten days

Qinglong lay on the ground, opened his eyes, and looked at the ceiling with a calm expression as the dark clouds gradually dispersed.

What does this feel like...?

He felt a sharp pain in his cheek. There was obviously no skin injury, but why was it so painful?

My body hurts, my heart hurts, and even my soul hurts.

Even "Tian Xingjian" doesn't know where to recover to make himself feel better.

This punch seemed to have shattered part of his soul. He lay on the ground and fell into a trance for a moment, forgetting what he was doing.

The same is "Tian Xingjian"... What kind of fist is this?

Is it a skill...or some weird power...?

"No..." Qinglong murmured, "This punch is even mixed with "faith"..."

The flesh and blood on his body moved strangely and began to gradually fill in the damaged areas.

If the opponent has this kind of fist, he must not be hit again, otherwise even if he does not die, he will definitely lose consciousness.

Qiao Jiajin shook his body and wanted to step forward to add two more punches, but suddenly he felt his hands go numb.

He looked down and saw that the bones of his fists were exposed, and the flesh and blood on the surface had flown to nowhere.

It seems that Zhang Shan has used "Tianxingjian" one after another to restore his physical body, and he is almost reaching his limit at this time.

"Tattooed boy..." Zhang Shan stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body, "Don't you want your hands anymore?"

"It's just a pair of hands..." Qiao Jiajin gritted his teeth and said, "As long as it's a flesh injury, it can be healed. It's okay. Even if you can't heal me, I can slowly recover after the beating."

After saying that, he walked towards Qinglong lying on the ground. Even Qinglong couldn't eat all this kind of fist, right?

"A 'god' who can be beaten away..." Qiao Jiajin said with a smile, "Why is his face covered in blood? Do you need me to call an ambulance for you? "

Qinglong blinked, but his body lost control at this moment and he could not get up.

"Don't feel inferior, little green boy." Qiao Jiajin said as he walked, "I've beaten too many people. I beat ordinary young and Dangerous boys, I beat the "Double Flower Red Stick", " I played "Participant", I played "Tianxingkou", I played "Cat", I played "Jidao", I played "Mind Reading", and even "Tianxingjian" I played …”

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Zhang Shan: "Big Brother, I'm not targeting you."

"Okay..." Zhang Shan nodded.

"Now I have even beaten the "god" away..." Qiao Jiajin walked up to Qinglong and raised his right fist slightly, "Little Green Boy, you are not moral enough, go and explain to Brother Guan. "

Qinglong slowly widened his eyes, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he knew he had to take action immediately.

This punch mixed with skill, strength, "Tianxingjian" and "faith" must never be taken again.

Qiao Jiajin didn't give Qinglong any time to react, and quickly dropped his fist without saying a word.

"boom"! !

A sound like a meteorite exploding resounded on the ground, powder on the ground flew everywhere, and the room trembled.

Qiao Jiajin frowned and found that Qinglong had disappeared from under him, and a big hole was made in the ground with his fist.

Turning his head again, Qinglong was already lying in the distance. It seemed that the "leap" was activated at the critical moment.

Qinglong gritted his teeth and stood up unsteadily. At this time, all the flesh and blood on his body had recovered. Although some wounds still remained, his condition had gradually begun to return.

He stared with a pair of red eyes, and his state was obviously crazy.

I went through many battles in a row in this day, but none of them were easy to deal with. It seemed that my belief had begun to lose control, and even my thinking began to become more and more chaotic.

But after all, he possesses "immortal magic". As long as the "immortal magic" is still there, ordinary people's fighting methods cannot win.

Qinglong swayed on the spot and looked at Qiao Jiajin in the distance, guarding against the opponent's offensive. What he never expected was that Qiao Jiajin did not attack again, but just watched him quietly from a distance.

"Hey, little green boy." Qiao Jiajin said, "The road is so wide, be careful of getting hit by a car."

"Hit by a car?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong and powerful hand placed on his shoulder, and then clasped his fingers tightly, clamping his shoulder tightly.

Qinglong suddenly felt bad. His state was indeed a bit wrong, and the "leap" actually brought him to another enemy.

He subconsciously wanted to use "Heart Seizing" to seal the opponent, but when he thought of that terrifying sound that made people feel chilled, he could only give up temporarily and endured the severe pain in his shoulder to use "Leap".

But Zhang Shan and Jin Yuanxun have been together for a long time, and they have long known the principle of "leap". He grabbed Qinglong's shoulders tightly and appeared in another place together with him.

Qinglong turned around and looked at Zhang Shan angrily, and Zhang Shan also raised his right fist at this time.

Qinglong hurriedly used "leap" in the air one after another, as if he wanted to throw Zhang Shan down at an astonishing high speed.

But Zhang Shan always held Qinglong's shoulders tightly, and the two shuttled back and forth in the empty room several times. Zhang Shan was like a stop-motion animation, and every time his fist appeared, he would get closer to Qinglong's face.

After several high-speed dodgers, huge noises sounded from all directions.

Zhang Shan's fist hit Qinglong's face firmly, and Qinglong flew out like a missile.

This time, he did not spin on the spot, but flew towards a wall at an extremely fast speed, creating deep cracks in the wall.

Sure enough, he was hit by a car.

He was hit by a large truck loaded with dozens of tons of cargo at a speed of 100 miles.

If Qiao Jiajin's fists are a product of strength, skill, "Tian Xingjian" and "faith"... then what about this time's fists?

It is earth-shattering pure power.

This time it seemed that what was injured was not his soul, but his own life force.

The moment his fist hit his face, Qinglong clearly felt the breath of "death".

I have never felt such an atmosphere in my more than seventy years of walking in Taoyuan.

If you don't cheer up, you will really be beaten to death by these two people today. The damage caused by these two people cannot even keep up with the recovery speed of "Tian Xingjian".

"I'll do it..." Zhang Shan shook his hand that was almost separated from flesh and blood, "Tattoo boy, you are right. You don't have to worry too much about your injury. It will get better sooner or later. If "Tian Xingjian" can't be cured, then Wait for it to heal itself. "

"Good fight, big guy." Qiao Jiajin also walked over slowly, "I will die if I take this punch."

The green dragon was embedded in the wall, and his brain was in chaos. His most proud killing technique, "Heart-stealing", was actually restricted... How clever could this be?

But he has never met Qi Xia, nor has he come into contact with any strange people, so how could he...

etc.

Just now...why didn't you come into contact with any strange people?

"I remembered who that voice belonged to..." Qinglong's eyes instantly turned cold.