Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Damn, a boat capsized in the gutter! ?

This was Wang Qi's first reaction.

The cultivator behind him was not a quick-formed foundation-building cultivator in the early stage, but a late stage. He was an elite among the intermediate cultivators and had mastered a little bit of the real martial arts fist.

However, compared with Chen Feng's pseudo-martial arts fist, this real martial arts fist was not good enough. Wang Qi's surprise lasted only a moment. Then he shrank his shoulders and jumped against the wall, avoiding the joint attack of everyone, and then turned around and punched the cultivator in the late stage of foundation building!

"Boom!"

The Tian Entropy Art, which had not accumulated full power, could not exert its power until the heat death of the universe, but only brought a high temperature. The long dragon of ice flowers collapsed into steam when it met the high temperature. Wang Qi was pressed against the wall by the opponent's fist, and his back was almost cracked. The cultivator in the late stage of foundation building was attacked by the Tian Entropy Art's magic power in his arm, and he quickly retreated to dissolve this strange magic power.

At this time, the triple cold river Luotian net sealed the Kunshan Sword. Led by a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, five foundation-building cultivators surrounded Wang Qi.

Wang Qi was not upset about losing his weapon, but tapped the wall with his fingers, thinking: "'The barrier that facilitates the development of the plot' isolates the spiritual resonance and the power of the spirit, and this is an alley with no one... Revenge? Who are you?"

The late-stage foundation-building cultivator in the lead grinned: "It doesn't matter who we are. What's important is that you have to remember that the Piaoyun Chen family is not easy to mess with."

"Piaoyun Chen family? Who?" Wang Qi asked sincerely, which made the leader who was exploding with anger lose his momentum. The other party asked angrily: "Damn it, have you even forgotten what you did?"

"The day you met Chen Feng!" Zhen Chanzi reminded in the ring.

Wang Qi then vaguely remembered that he helped the two outer gates of Tianlingling to ward off disaster that day, and it seemed that he did beat someone. It's just that these days are all big things, such as joining Chen Feng's empirical department, Gödel's completeness theorem, and the secret of the starry sky. These made him feel that it was really unnecessary to think about those trivial things, so he simply forgot about them.

Seeing Wang Qi's sudden realization, the leader was so angry that he trembled all over: "You bastard... This is Shenjing City, not Wanfamen, and even less the headquarters of the Immortal Alliance! You are just an outer disciple of Wanfamen! Not an inner disciple! Not a true disciple! With your ability, you are not capable of walking sideways under the feet of this emperor!"

Wang Qi pointed at his nose and asked: "Are you sure? Even if I am an outer disciple of Wanfamen, I am not comparable to you quick-made wastes."

"We are wastes? Haha." The leader laughed: "It's not that we haven't beaten the monks of Wanfamen before. What can you do without a sword? I heard that last year, a true disciple of Wanfamen died in the hands of an ancient cultivator because of losing his sword - we beat you up and you will know how powerful we are! Brothers, stand shoulder to shoulder!"

However, they did not notice that a rare flash of brutality flashed in Wang Qi's eyes.

It is very rare for the Five Absolutes to fall, because the Jindan stage is not even considered combat power in the eyes of the Immortal Alliance, and the status of the true disciple is automatically removed after the Yuanshen stage. It seems that it has happened recently.

You bastard... How dare you treat that matter as a joke in front of me...

If someone insults him, Wang Qi will listen carefully, and then consider whether to treat it as a joke or not according to the other party's identity and IQ. But someone treated that matter as a joke...

The leader suddenly felt that the aura of the Wanfamen kid opposite him was dissipated, and the black and white colors on his body flashed wildly.

Is he panicking and fighting?

The leader was planning to laugh at Wang Qi's fighting consciousness when he beat him later. At this moment, Wang Qi's eyes were empty, and he stretched out his right hand to the leader.

The leader was still cautious about Jin Faxiu, and planned to smash it open with his fist. If it went well, he would break the arm bone of this little bastard. But suddenly, he lost the trace of Wang Qi's right hand in his eyes.

Wang Qi's right wrist was pierced twice according to the Wuchang Biantian style, turned over, and passed it against the leader's arm. This move was real and fake, and it was impossible to judge the direction of the palm by intuitive feeling. When Wang Qi's hand reached the leader's face, the other party came over and pressed down with both hands to strangle Wang Qi's elbow with his stronger magic power.

But he was a step too late. Wang Qi's naturally curled palm suddenly turned into two dragons fighting for a pearl, digging into the leader's eyes.

The leader only felt pain in his eyes, and then he couldn't see anything. Wang Qi's deep fingers even damaged the retina and touched the soft nerves behind the retina.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The leader screamed, and the martial arts fist that was originally condensed like a dragon suddenly became violent. Wang Qi even felt a faint smell of blood around him.

However, this was useless.

Unlike Chen Feng's pseudo-martial arts fist that directly acts on the soul and uses the soul to manipulate the will of others. The real martial arts fist is really the original suggestion technique.

The leader forgot the mission, the identity of the enemy, and everything. Now all he wants in his mind is to kill the other party.

As the visual organ was damaged, the spiritual consciousness began to show compensation function and dominated the leader's perception. For monks, spiritual consciousness is more intuitive than vision, so the practical significance of breaking the eyeball is not great. However, the leader soon discovered that this was the beginning of his despair.

Wang Qi's breath is scattered. This effect and spiritual consciousness make the leader "see" that Wang Qi is standing on all sides of him, everywhere.

Substituting the Gaussian diffusion formula into the operation of mana is not difficult for Wang Qi.

The leader pumped his fist forward in despair. The geometry book that had already been fully opened captured the trajectory of this punch, and Wang Qi easily avoided the leader's angry blow. Wang Qi's right hand was still inserted into the leader's eye socket, and he still held it tightly. He moves his body with his right hand. The leader felt a sharp pain in his eye sockets and was involuntarily moved by Wang Qi.

“Ahhhhhh————!”

The leader let out a desperate beast roar, his body was covered with a layer of frost, ice flowers splashed in all directions, and he tried to use his protective energy to repel Wang Qi. Wang Qi pressed his fingers down, clasping his eyes tightly. The leader was in pain and was led forward by Wang Qi.

The other four quick-forming monks reacted and rushed towards Wang Qi, yelling and cursing. Wang Qi closed his eyes calmly. The position of the leader, the movement of Qi, and the positions of other quick foundations appeared one by one in his mind, turning into pure geometric models.

Then he took a step forward and met his enemy with his back. The leader could no longer see him, but he couldn't help but throw a punch because of the severe pain. Wang Qi pressed down his right hand and shrunk his shoulders. The leader's head brushed along his neck, and the ice dragon came out and hit his own men.

The leader Yue knew where Wang Qi's head was because of the feel of his hand, and raised his fists. Wang Qi kicked off the wall and hung upside down in the air, his fingers still pressed into the leader's eyes. The leader involuntarily knelt on the ground, and his fist was deflected, hitting the other two men.

The leader went crazy. He no longer had any scruples, and struck out with both hands like a storm. Wang Qi took out his fingers one step ahead of him, spun around in mid-air, and kicked the leader hard on the back of the head with his left foot.

Then the last of his men collided with the leader's frantic fists.

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