My disciples have hidden identities

Li Chaohe muttered to himself with a dark face.

He turned around and grabbed Ji Pingsheng's collar, staring at his blood-red eyes and roaring angrily: "Cutting off the spirit finger, can you just take a second look now! If you don't want to learn, let me learn!"

He was also made impatient by the infinite recovery of the demon, and said some unreliable words.

That is the secret skill of the original product!

There is no one in this world who can learn it by just looking at it!

Before Ji Pingsheng could say anything, Chi Zhengyang, who was protecting him personally, became unhappy.

"Whose collar are you pulling, show some respect!"

Chi Zhengyang scolded with a sullen face, and mercilessly grabbed Li Chaohe's wrist, pulling his hand off.

You humiliated me before and haven't settled with you yet, but this time you grabbed my suzerain by the collar, do you really think you're the only arrogant person in this world?

"Forehead."

Li Chaohe looked down and saw the deep red mark on his wrist, and was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the angry Chi Zhengyang in surprise, opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it again.

This person in front of you.

It's definitely not the Fate Palace Realm. The Fate Palace Realm can directly pull off his hand before he can react, and even hold it so painfully and numb.

When this idea appeared in his mind, the whole person was about to explode.

Fuck you!

We were seriously injured and exhausted in the front, but you hide your strength through the distance.

What do you want?

Watch monkey fights?

Just when the two were staring at each other, and their anger gradually stiffened, Ji Pingsheng suddenly inserted between them, separating them.

"Don't fight, don't fight."

He hastily took out an exquisite jade box from the receiving ring, changed the subject and said, "Don't worry, I'll see if I can understand the essence of Lingfinger cutting."

The eyes of those two people directly shifted to the jade box in his hand.

Low-level secret skills are not good at this point. Books made of spirit animal skins can only be learned by reading and reading.

Unlike the secret skills above Dao grade, kung fu or even supernatural powers, a spirit seal is transmitted directly to your mind, and it counts as much as you can understand.

Under Li Chaohe's eager gaze, Ji Pingsheng opened the jade box, revealing a book of green exercises exuding vitality.

"Wood Spirit Breathing Art".

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

Chi Zhengyang: "..."

Li Chaohe: "..."

Ji Pingsheng smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry I took the wrong one."

He hastily snapped back the jade box and exchanged a copy.

"Spirit Finger Cutting".

"Open it!"

Li Chaohe's eyes were fiery, and he said in a hurried tone.

Only by cutting off the supply of purple energy can they instantly kill the Heavenly Demon, and the only way to cut off the spirit finger is this book.

At a distance of 30 meters behind, Deputy City Lord Wang and Li Chaohai were fighting against the demon.

And the three of them are a circle, wanting to learn the origin secret technique on the spot.

The composition of the two scenes makes people laugh.

Under constant urging, Ji Pingsheng also became anxious, and quickly turned to the first page.

Intercepting the spirit finger is a very specific secret technique, almost without any lethality, but it has the power to turn the tables at critical moments.

Its function is to gather multiple auras at the fingertips and shoot them at the acupoints where the enemy mobilizes auras, so as to interrupt the supply of auras.

You must be steady and ruthless when you start.

The location must be accurate, otherwise it will be useless.

The strength must be strong, otherwise the spiritual energy will be cut off and it will have no effect.

And the first page of this spirit-cutting book, apart from the introduction of the spirit-cutting, is a degree map of the human body.

"Acupoints? What kind of mess is this!"

Li Chaohe scratched his head and said irritably, they are all dry types, who has touched such a thing!

"Turn the page quickly and look at the back first."

Li Chaohe scolded Ji Pingsheng and said hastily.

however.

After a second.

Ji Pingsheng closed the spirit finger again under the puzzled expressions of the two of them.

"no need."

Ji Pingsheng's face was flat, and he said in a calm tone: "I will."

What a fart!

Isn't this the sunflower acupressure hand?

Skillful.

I really will.

"what?"

Chi Zhengyang and Li Chaohe looked confused.

You seem to be kidding me!

Chapter 38 Looks like he was caught.

It took five seconds from the time Ji Pingsheng looked at the cut finger to when he closed it.

Just take a look, do you think you are a saint?

Li Chaohe looked at Ji Pingsheng with a strange face, as if he was looking at a fool: "Sect Master Ji, are you serious?"

This is not a joke. With their strength, they can't last long. If they really stop the supply of purple energy from the demon, they will consider retreating.

Chi Zhengyang was a little worried about his suzerain, did he hurt his head just now?

"If it's just that simple, I think I really will."

Ji Pingsheng touched his nose and gave a dry laugh.

A few years ago, when the old suzerain was still alive, he often suffered from backaches.

At that time, he memorized the acupoints map of the human body in order to do a good job for the old suzerain.

But the old suzerain disliked his lack of strength and asked him to use spiritual energy to massage him.

Although it is not cutting off spirits but infusing spirits, the difference is not far behind.

Over time, Ji Pingsheng has also developed a superb massage skills, with all three elements of stability, accuracy and ruthlessness.

If cutting off spirit fingers was really that easy.

He looks like, should, definitely give it a try.

Seeing that Li Chaohe was still looking at him suspiciously, Ji Pingsheng didn't write much, and directly stretched out his hand to gather spirits, and pointed towards Li Chaohe's body.

A flash of inspiration flashed by.

Li Chaohe was surprised to find that the aura that had been circulating in his body had slowed down a bit!

Although it is only a matter of minutes and seconds, in a battle, it is possible to tell the winner in a thousandth of a second!

"Have you learned it before???"

Li Chaohe said with a shocked expression.

He would rather believe that Ji Pingsheng had learned this trick before than that he knew it at first glance.

Ji Pingsheng grinned, but did not answer directly.

how to answer?

Answer that this hand is learned by massaging others?

He couldn't speak.

"Forget it doesn't matter."

Li Chaohe didn't bother to ask any more questions. He said solemnly, "Master, I'll leave it to you. Once it succeeds, I'll give you a cat!"

With that said, he turned around and went into the battlefield again.

Except for Elder Lin who is still planted in the ground, the others still have a certain amount of combat power and are dealing with the demons.

Now, they put all their hopes on Ji Pingsheng.

It depends on whether Ji Pingsheng can succeed.

"what should I do?"

Ji Ping was numb, he turned his head and asked Chi Zhengyang for help.

He has never experienced a few serious battles, and his combat experience is extremely poor.

After thinking for two seconds, Chi Zhengyang said hesitantly, "Sect Master, are you accurate?"

"shoot?"

Ji Pingsheng's eyes lit up: "To be honest, I shoot very accurately."

"Then what are you waiting for, shoot them!"

Now all the people in Qingyu Pavilion are focused on the frontal battlefield. Everyone concentrates on mobilizing the purple energy to continuously help the demon recover from his injuries. No one pays attention to Ji Pingsheng and Chi Zhengyang.

The two of them sneaked around to the sloping roof of Huamanlou.

From this position, you can clearly see the girls in the Qingyu Pavilion.

The distance between the two sides was less than 20 meters, and Chi Zhengyang was afraid that they would be discovered, so he even secretly carved a small concealment formation to hide their figures.

With his strength, he will not be discovered, mainly for Ji Pingsheng.

Chi Zhengyang looked at Ji Pingsheng who was swaying in front of him, and couldn't help sighing.

I am so hard...

Oblique, 20 meters.

Ji Pingsheng thinks that he shoots very accurately, especially if the target is a woman, his accuracy rate will be doubled.

Short distance plus sneak attack, if this fails, he can probably retire.

"Tanzhong acupoint, one of the focal points of aura flow, I just don't know if purple qi flows in the same way."

Ji Pingsheng muttered in a low voice, but unfortunately his strength is not enough to affect a person's fate.

Otherwise, it would be so troublesome, just shoot the life palace directly through the body, and everything will be fine.

Ji Pingsheng's fingers were trembling, and traces of aura gathered, gradually forming a tiny spiral of aura.

He stared intently at the Tanzhong acupoints of the girls in Qingyu Pavilion, as if he was looking for an opportunity.

"Sovereign, it's almost done."

Seeing that Ji Pingsheng had not acted for a long time, Chi Zhengyang couldn't help reminding him in a low voice.

"Cough cough."