Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

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Qin Fengming was suspended in mid-air, and the violent explosion energy around him had been greatly dissipated. His face was very ugly at the moment, his whole body was ragged, and there were many traces of cracked flesh and blood on his skin. He looked very embarrassed. It seemed that although he was different from the old man The battle was won, but at a great cost.

"Junior is really lucky. He was able to survive the raging self-destruction of his body."

Some people lamented, and at the same time felt sorry for the fellow Taoist who self-destructed his body but did not kill the other person.

"Okay, it's my turn."

"No, I'm the second person to show up to fight."

"No one can compete with me. This person dares to hurt my friend. I must avenge him."

In an instant, several urgent shouts rang out from all around, and several figures flashed out, all approaching Qin Fengming who was suspended in the air.

Everyone is a cunning and cunning person. It can be seen that Qin Fengming is obviously injured at this moment and his condition is not as good as before. It will be much easier to take action now.

"Fellow Taoists, please don't fight, lest the juniors laugh at us for not following the rules. Let's let the second fellow Taoist who shows up to fight take action." Fairy Leng Yue said, stopping several people from coming forward to fight.

Everyone has their own identity, and when faced with a Xuan-level monk who was injured and obviously in a state of great loss, no one really persisted in a domineering manner.

The two of them retreated, leaving only one monk in gray robes. He was so happy that he clasped his fists at the two monks and laughed: "Thank you both for your permission. I will definitely capture him, saving you two efforts." .”

He was in high spirits and looked at Qin Fengming, who was suspended in mid-air in front of him, as if he was looking at a pile of precious materials.

Fairy Lengyue snorted secretly. Although she didn't see anything, she was sure that Qin Fengming was fine at all. She didn't believe that Qin Fengming, who was able to break into the Land of the Fallen Dragon and fight against them, would be easily captured and killed by others.

Of course Qin Fengming will be fine, but it is also quite dangerous.

He didn't want to directly show his combat power, so he moved dangerously and used the Shaking Yue Palm to weaken the opponent's attack, and he withstood the opponent's attack that was comparable to the Mahayana. That was a Mahayana attack, terrifying and powerful. If it weren't for the blessing of the Ice Tyrant Technique and the Treasure Transformation Ghost Refining Technique, Qin Fengming would not have dared to withstand that attack.

Even though his body was strong, he was indeed injured at this time. He was in pain all over and his bones were almost broken. However, the result was excellent. The monk carelessly approached and was slashed through the chest by the Liuying Sword and his head was broken.

It's just a pity that the man was so decisive that he exploded his body and escaped from the Xuanhun spirit body.

Qin Fengming's expression was a little distorted, and his eyes were cold as he looked at the gray-robed monk who was slowly approaching, still hiding his face. He said coldly with a ferocious expression: "Stop, if you have the guts, compete with me for magic weapons. Qin doesn't believe in the laws of the chaotic world." Under suppression, I cannot defeat magic weapons like yours that have been refined for hundreds of thousands of years."

"Hahaha... Competing with magic weapons? I have to admit that you are very good at refining weapons, but after all, the magic weapon you refined is missing hundreds of thousands of years of sacrifice. Competing with magic weapons is because I am bullying you. Today I am playing with your physical body. Power, I allow you to use that short blade to see if I can capture you."

This person was very confident and slowly approached Qin Fengming, looking relaxed and calm.

"Fellow Taoist, please do it quickly, we don't have time to waste it here."

"Junior, it's better to restrain your hands. It can save you a lot of physical pain."

Everyone around was laughing and laughing, but they did not pay any attention to the fact that a fellow monk had his body destroyed by Qin Fengming.

Only Fairy Lengyue and Young Master Zhuo Li had bright eyes and slightly solemn expressions.

Qin Fengming's face was extremely ugly, and he pointed his finger suddenly, and suddenly two groups of fluorescent light appeared with majestic energy, rising in the wind, turning into two huge sharp blades of tens of feet, carrying terrifying power.

Howling through the air, it suddenly slashed towards the approaching monk.

"As expected, how could such a magic weapon hurt me?"

Seeing the two sharp blades coming at him, the gray-robed monk didn't dodge at all. As he spoke, his figure suddenly shot forward without dodging, like a cross-cutting sword, directly passing through the two sharp blades. Appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

This person's escape technique is extremely mysterious, and he actually passed through the intertwining light of two sharp blades.

The sharp blade with the ability to tear apart did not cause even a trace of damage to this person.

"Who is this person? Why is the physical escape technique so advanced?" Someone around him exclaimed, shocked by the monk's physical skills and physical power.

This man's physical body and movement skills are indeed extraordinary. At a distance of two hundred feet, two sharp blades slashed and blocked at the same time, and he still dodges past. In the Mahayana, there are probably not many people who think they can do it better than him.

This person is indeed powerful. No wonder he didn't mind Qin Fengming driving the Liuying Sword from the beginning.

Seeing the stunned and dull young man in front of him, the gray-robed monk suddenly showed contempt at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly slapped his hands out. The force of the slap was as powerful as cracking mountains and cracking rocks, and the wind of his palms roared towards the standing void. Qin Fengming came with a slap.

There were no terrifying energy fluctuations, but the metallic luster flashed on both palms, like two pieces of fine steel, which seemed to penetrate the void. The sound of breaking through the air was terrifying, breaking the sound barrier.

The distance between the two sides was only ten feet. With the blessing of the monk's rapid escape technique, he only had to raise his arm to touch Qin Fengming's body.

However, the crisp sound of broken bones and tendons that he had in his mind did not sound. Instead, a whisper that made him shake his soul suddenly sounded in his ears: "You have been fooled!"

The voice was not high and was very calm and indifferent. However, when the monk heard it, the smile he had just revealed suddenly froze on his face.

As he spoke, the target of his attack suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and he suddenly saw a fist shrouded in gloomy light. The fist suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air with a fierce wind and a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The fist grew from small to large, and a bang sounded in the monk's ears.

A sharp pain suddenly shot out from his face and enveloped his head instantly.

Before the monk could figure out the details, he was hit hard by something hard on the back of his head. There was a popping sound, and a sharp pain instantly enveloped his head.

He instinctively dodged quickly, but he couldn't get rid of the attack at all.

The monk felt as if there were several extremely hard heavy hammers around him, pounding rapidly around his head. There was an ear-splitting bang and a terrifying astral wind raging. The surrounding area of ​​tens of feet seemed to be shrouded in a cloud. A terrifying hurricane swept through.

A sense of drowsiness mixed with an almost numbing pain caused the monk to turn his body randomly, and his arms danced wildly and rapidly to vigorously protect his head.

However, no matter how powerful he was, his arms could not stop the heavy punches.

"Crack!" Finally, a quiet sound suddenly sounded from the monk's head, and his head was finally cracked by Qin Fengming.

Amidst a shrill howl, an energy explosion suddenly surged up, instantly sweeping up two figures that were entangled like ghosts.

"Junior, I remember you. When you return to the Three Realms, I will definitely find you and kill you. None of your relatives, friends and sect will survive."

Suddenly a wave of waves suddenly appeared a hundred feet away, the magic mist surged, and a monk who had lost an arm appeared in it. He was a middle-aged man with a tall body, obviously a monster in the form of a beast. But at this moment, his head was obviously cracked, and it was so broken.

"It turns out that he is the ancestor of Xunzhan in the Qiyuan realm of the spiritual world. No wonder his physical body is so powerful. His body is a Xunfeng Wolf King. But with such physical strength, he was still blasted to the head by that junior. It seems that that junior He has been cheating, but he is strong enough to fight with us."

Someone exclaimed, calling out the identity of the middle-aged monk whose veil had fallen off, and reconfirming Qin Fengming's methods.

"Humph, I'll let you live for a few more years. When Qin meets you next time, he will definitely behead you." Qin Fengming emerged from the explosion energy, looked at the middle-aged man who was escaping quickly, and snorted coldly. Make a sound.

He frowned secretly. These Mahayana beings were too difficult to kill. This time, he used all his scheming, but he still allowed him to use his magical power of substitution while completely suppressing the opponent, and escaped the inevitable death.

Qin Fengming's arms shook slightly, and Qin Fengming was secretly frightened. Although Ancestor Xunzhan was suppressed, the opponent did not restrain his hands. Whether it was blocking or occasional attacks, Qin Fengming's arms were still numb and in severe pain.

"Okay, the next one can come forward." Qin Fengming glanced at the people around him and shouted again.

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