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The big tree was hit, and the leaves on it fell like snow.

Qi Ming raised his hands high, grabbed a large number of leaves in an instant, used internal force to turn these leaves into sharp flying knives, and threw them all at the young warrior.

The young warrior didn't expect Qi Ming to have this hand, so he could only use his internal force to build a shield to avoid these hitting leaves.

"Let you pretend to be a fork!"

Qi Ming laughed loudly.

In order to show off his martial arts, the young warrior pretended to shoot the sword out of his hand.

Now, surrounded by Qi Ming's hidden weapon, there is no chance to get the sword.

As long as you don't touch the sword, your combat effectiveness against Yang will be greatly reduced.

The young warrior saw through Qi Ming's mind, and while avoiding the attack of the leaves, he said: "In the face of absolute strength, any trick will eventually come to nothing. You think you can trap me with this kind of vulture skill, you It’s too simple."

Inevitably, the young warrior suddenly stopped moving and stood still looking at the leaves close at hand.

In the next second, a white smoke appeared from the young warrior.

The leaves hit the top, like a stone touched by a nail, sliding down to the feet of the young warrior one after another.

"Golden Bell Jar!"

Qi Ming looked silly.

The young warrior has even practiced the impenetrable golden bell.

It is rumored that the golden bell is the deepest body-protecting martial arts, unless the gate of life is found, otherwise, it will not be penetrated even with bullets.

"Uncle, how many other players does this guy have!"

Qi Ming couldn't help but feel anxious, and continued to fight, sooner or later he would let him pick up the sword.

At that time, I would fall into a disadvantage again.

"How to do how to do?"

Qi Ming kept asking himself what Yang style should be used to get rid of the predicament in front of him.

Seeing the young warrior approaching Baojian, Qi Ming understood that there was not much time left for him.

If the young warrior is allowed to approach the sword, everything will be over.

"Yes!"

When the young warrior was about to approach the sword, Qi Ming thought of a way that was not a solution.

He has a golden bell, and Qi Ming also has a wonderful skill, which can enhance his own strength in a very short time.

Thinking of this, Qi Ming immediately took out the box containing the gold needles from his pocket, took out the seven gold needles from the inside, and quickly pierced the seven acupuncture points on his body.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Ming's breath became even more intense with each other just now.

An invisible wave of air surged around the body.

Seeing this, the young warrior stopped and looked at Qi Ming with a complicated expression, and said: "You use a golden needle to force the cultivation base in your body. This is no different from burning your essence and blood. It won't last long."

"You are right, as long as I can kill you, I can bear any price!"

The young warrior said exactly one word, Qi Ming's Yang style to increase his strength is to stimulate the body's maximum potential with gold needles.

This Yang style allows Qi Ming to enter a five-minute invincible state.

The so-called invincibility is not literally invincible, but not afraid of pain, and doubles the power of the body.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages. If the enemy cannot be defeated within five minutes, Qi Ming will be backlashed by the golden needle.

Qi and blood will not only dry up quickly, but also endanger cultivation.

The longer the time drags on, the more Qi Ming's repair base will drop.

If it is delayed for half an hour, Qi Ming will lose all martial arts, and even his life will be in danger.

It takes five minutes to say whether it is long or not, and whether it can defeat the young warrior, it depends on God's face.

Qi Ming's power had been stimulated to the maximum, and he shook his fist against the young warrior.

The young warrior also parried with his fists, and the two fists collided together, making a dull sound.

Su Ziwei stood on the spot anxiously, covering her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from screaming to interfere with Qi Ming.

Although Su Ziwei does not know martial arts, the situation in front of her is already obvious.

Qi Ming is at a disadvantage...

Just now, the young warrior said that Qi Ming used the self-harming Yang style to increase his cultivation. Su Ziwei was worried that this Yang style would have serious side effects and wanted to persuade Qi Ming to give up running for her life alone, but she knew that Qi Ming was more stubborn than herself. .

Even if Su Ziwei threatened with death, Qi Ming would not leave.

The only thing Su Zi could do was to live and die with Qi Ming.

Everyone is happy that Qi Ming can defeat the young warrior. If he can't defeat it, he will go to Huangquan to be a ghost lover.

It's not bad to be able to die with Qi Ming.

Su Ziwei had this weird thought in her heart. She felt that since she can't become a husband and wife alive, it seems good to be a husband and wife after death.

She knew she shouldn't have this kind of thought, but Su Ziwei just couldn't control the thought in her mind.

Whenever she saw Qi Ming, she would think of the little time Qi Ming and Yang Xiajiao spent together.

Obviously he should be by Qi Ming's side, but because of the youth and vigor of the two people five years ago, the love affair finally ended unscathed.

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