The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Even Duan Yu, who was already timid, cried out in fright after seeing such a change.

At the same time, his eyes were tightly closed.

Fortunately, they felt that there were warriors fighting before, and the ordinary people in the inn all ran away.

Otherwise, ordinary people will definitely die if they only touch one point.

At the moment, Wang Yuyan and the others are also nervously watching the situation in the arena.

Just separated by a distance of more than ten steps, they could feel the incomparably condensed zhenqi in the two palms issued by Jiumozhi at this moment, as if they were invincible and unshakable by external objects, the momentum was extraordinary.

However, as the two huge palms in the air rushed towards Chu Heng one by one.

Chu Heng quickly waved the folding fan in his hand and stabbed out.

The calm and waveless air was suddenly pulled to a limit like water ripples.

This sword is also unconstrained, and there is no trace to be found, but in Jiumozhi's eyes, it seems that there are thousands of changes in Chu Heng's move.

Facing the two huge flaming palms in front of him, one behind the other, Chu Heng's face did not change at all, just as indifferent as water at the beginning.

A terrifying edge burst out from the ordinary folding fan in his hand, and Chu Heng's aura became even colder and more aloof.

His plain white robe fluttered about, and the folding fan in his hand seemed to become an invincible and peerless sword invisibly.

"Boom, .ˇboo"

Following the sound of two slight voices, after a moment's pause, the two huge palms that Jiumozhi exerted with all his strength were suddenly burst open like leaked balloons, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Chu Heng's figure arrived at Jiumozhi's side without stopping, and the folding fan in his hand quickly tapped on Jiumozhi's roar.

"puff"

The next moment, it sounded like the sound of a balloon being punctured, and then a hole was suddenly opened on the thick concrete wall ten meters behind Jiumozhi, which looked like a sword mark.

And in the center of Jiumozhi's originally smooth neck, a crack began to slowly appear, and the crack continued to enlarge, with blood gushing out crazily.

At this point, the expression in Jiumozhi's eyes also suddenly disappeared, leaving only gray and white.

After doing this, the folding fan in Chu Heng's hand slipped out of Chu Heng's hand at the same time as Huawei powder.

After all, the sword intent is so strong that even ordinary weapons are unbearable, let alone this ordinary wooden paper fan.

Immediately, holding Jiumozhi with his right hand, he suddenly appeared in front of Lin Shiyin.

After understanding Chu Heng's meaning, Lin Shiyin nodded, then put her hands on Jiumozhi's body, and at the same time the exercises were running.

It wasn't until about a quarter of an hour later that Lin Shiyin let go of her hand.

But this time, Lin Shiyin remembered what Chu Heng said, that he hadn't completely devoured the true qi and spirit remaining in Jiumozhi's body.

However, there was no such horrifying scene that was different from the previous bread and the storm.

Putting Jiumozhi's body aside, Chu Heng turned to wait quietly.

Afterwards, he sat directly on the chair and began to practice.

It was also at this time that Duan Yu didn't seem to feel any movement, and Duan Yu on the side also opened his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, after discovering Jiumozhi's body, Duan Yu couldn't help showing surprise in his eyes, but then he was ecstatic.

Now that Jiumozhi is dead, naturally, he is also safe.

Then he looked at Chu Heng, and said: "Young master, can you help me to untie the acupuncture points?"

Hearing this, Chu Heng sighed softly with his right hand, and immediately, Duan Yu felt a slight pain in his body.

But it was fleeting, and at the same time, the body regained its ability to move.

Seeing this, Duan Yu stood up from his seat with a smiling face, and walked towards Chu Heng.

But before he walked in, Wei Tianxing took a step across and directly blocked Duan Yu.

Looking at Lin Shiyin who was doing exercises with his eyes closed, Duan Yu nodded with a smile, indicating that he understood, and stood aside instead.

From the beginning to the end, Chu Heng didn't even glance at Duan Yu, but just put it on Lin Shiyin's body.

However, although Jiumozhi used a lot of zhenqi during the battle before, he was at the master level after all, and the amount of zhenqi was a hundred times greater than that of a third-rate warrior like Lin Shiyin.

Coupled with the fact that Lin Shiyin was originally the first level of "Devil Jade Divine Art", the speed of refining true qi was extremely slow.

Thinking of this, Chu Heng took two steps forward, and put his hands on Lin Shiyin's back. At the same time, the zhenqi in his body entered Lin Shiyin's body, helping Lin Shiyin refine Jiumozhi's zhenqi and essence god.

With Chu Heng's intervention, the speed at which he tempered his true qi into the spirit of qi suddenly increased more than ten times. (Mom's)

But in just a quarter of an hour, a strong energy burst out from Lin Shiyin's body.

But it directly broke through from a third-rate warrior to a second-rate warrior.

However, at this time, Jiumozhi's true qi was only refined.

".〃Concentrate on perception"

It was also at the moment when Lin Shiyin broke through, Chu Heng said softly, and then controlled the zhenqi to drive the zhenqi in Lin Shiyin's body to turn to the second level of "Devil Jade Divine Art".

Afterwards, under the attention of Wei Tianxing, Mu Xinhe and others, Lin Shiyin's body would give off a breakthrough energy almost every once in a while.

"Second-rate mid-term"