Chapter 32 (1/2)

A large number of slaves, surrounded by the edge of the pit, shivering, because it seems that only death is waiting for them.

The more than 70 monks forced them very tightly. They also surrounded the square wood and Zifeng in a large open space.

Qingchen stood in the field, with his hands on his back, looking at the sky in the west, as if waiting, and his eyes showed the color of hope. With the dust, almost everyone looked to the West. For many people, it's like the sun will rise from there in the dark.

Finally, a piece of black gas appeared in the public's sight, getting closer and closer, and finally turned into a surging black cloud.

In the dark clouds, there is a bright and Dark Jade lotus platform, on which stands a young man with a cold face.

A breath, fluttering to the face, set off a strong dust wind, so that the sand roll back, the world color.

Come on, it's Nie Chen!

In a long distance, he had already discovered the bad things in this place, as well as a strange smell in the pit, which was different from the evil spirit and aura. This breath is the same as that of the pure dust.

This breath makes Ling Nie dust set off turbulent waves and irresolvable hatred in his heart, so that he can start all his cultivation and magic power, set off the overwhelming demonic Qi, and rush to come as fast as possible.

”Are you waiting for me?” Nie dust saw the purple wind two people with their back to back in the field, relaxed, and then looked at Qingchen with cold eyes.

Qingchen was the first person to see Nie Chen appear. He was also shocked by the fact that the jade lotus platform under Nie Chen's feet represented, and for his black breath!

”It seems that Qinglian is still defeated by you. It's amazing!” Qingchen still kept smiling and said faintly, ”come on, you need a hard fight to fight!”

Nie Chen didn't say much. He jumped down from the jade lotus platform and landed on the ground like a javelin, hitting half a Zhang of dust. This scene made those monks who were holding slaves and Zifeng look scared.

In their eyes, Nie Chen's strength is enough to easily destroy all of them. Even compared with him, Nie Chen is not as good as him!

Nie dust toward purple wind two people walk, several friars body trembling, very consciously retreat to a far place. Nie Chen pressed his hands on Zifeng's shoulders and quietly sucked out the strange red Qi from Qingchen.

The red and strange smell remained in Zifeng's wounds and bodies, which disturbed their aura and eroded their wounds, making their injuries almost impossible to recover.

”War!” Nie dust for Zifeng two people, left two of the best spirit stone, toward the distant dust, cold voice mouth.

”Hum!” Qingchen smile, a light hum, it is like a shadow, quickly toward Nie dust.

Nie Chen is not willing to be outdone. He rushes toward Qingchen. They collide with each other in an instant, and a burst of roar breaks out. The billowing air waves, like sound waves, raise the dust on the ground and sweep around.

In Nie Chen's body, the evil Qi converged and finally disappeared. His body was strong and strong. Qingchen had a penetrating meaning, and there was no fluctuation of breath from top to bottom.

Their right fists, smashed together, their feet, sunk deep into the earth and gravel on the ground. Two people stand there, looking light floating, but there is a strong wave that suppresses everything around them, which directly shakes the soul!

After one punch, the two hands again. It is Qingchen who starts to move first. He grabs Nie Chen's right fist. His left hand is pinched into a fist and floats gently toward the back joint under Nie Chen's right elbow.

It seems to be light and casual, but it is absolutely powerful. Moreover, its aiming position is the weak part of human joints, which is a simple but practical anti joint fighting skill.

”Hum!” Nie Chen gave a cold hum. His arm bent slightly toward the inside, but Qingchen's fist hit him on the hardest bone at his elbow joint.

The fighting skill of Qingchen's anti joint is so lightly broken by Nie Chen.

At the moment when Nie Chen bent his elbow, he would not be willing to defend passively. His left leg made a force, and with a very strong foot, he swept to Qingchen's waist and abdomen accurately and quickly.

Bang!

Qingchen smiles, but also very cleverly raises the right foot, uses his leg bone directly, the grid blocks Nie dust to sweep out, just fierce left leg.

There was another burst of crashing sound, which broke out. Both of them didn't step back and tremble. They collided with each other physically, fierce and domineering.

After Qingchen blocked Nie Chen's right foot on his left leg, Qingchen kicked out a foot straight forward, kicking to Nie Chen's chest, but he just met Nie Chen's left hand.

Nie Chen's fist hit Qingchen's feet with a roar. Under the strong rebound force, both of them retreated two feet backward.

”Nie Chen, he has a strong body!” Just now, the defeated Fang Mu opens his mouth to remind Nie Chen.

”How can Qingchen's body be so powerful? His breath, it looks like a man Purple wind sit on the ground, slowly open his mouth, the road out of the color of memory.Zifeng and Zifeng both know how powerful Nie Chen's body is. However, they are good at refining tools and magic arts. The generation of such a strong body is enough to compete with Nie Chen, which makes people feel palpable.

”Mr. Qingchen is mighty!” In the distance, those monks who watched the battle began to speak one after another, because although Nannie Chen's momentum was amazing, Qingchen did not fall behind at all. It seemed that he was still so indifferent, with a smile on his face, and seemed to be at ease.

”The battle of Lord Qingchen is just like a warrior, but far more powerful than a warrior!”

”Yes, I have seen him fight Zeng shaozong for half a day without using any magic and magic tools. In the end, they were all equal!”

”I heard that he refused the invitation of tianhanzong and gave up his identity as a disciple of tianhanzong. No matter whether it's true or not, it seems that Lord Qingchen really has this strength and can be selected by tianhanzong. ”

”Mr. Qingchen, your thoughts are different from others. And his background, it seems, is not simple! The emissary who is stationed in our clan seems to have something to do with Lord Qingchen! ”

”Yes, I heard that they all came from a family, and this family, in tianhanzong, there are elder level figures...”

”No wonder, they have the courage and posture to refuse the invitation of tianhanzong...”

Speaking of this, all the monks, looking at the indifferent dust on their faces, looked envious and awed!

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