Practice starts with skill points

Zhong Lin leaped up and used the low building to run away.

On the distant city wall, a middle-aged man in black stood on it.

The man looked to be in his thirties, tall, with a stern face, and a huge hooked nose on his facial features gave people a sense of indifference and gloom.

He also carried a weapon on his back, wrapped in a cloth strip, and it was obviously a big knife.

He shot the flying stone just now, and after being blocked by Zhong Lin, Qi Feihu was also beheaded with a knife.

But facing the beheading of his own brother, this man did not show any grief, and there was no expression on his face, as if he was just a stranger.

"Qi Feilong?"

Zhong Lin had seen Qi Feilong's portrait, and it was indeed the person in front of him, but the expression was a little wrong.

"Who are you?"

"Your brother was chopped."

"I saw it, but he is just a waste, and he will die if he dies." Qi Feilong said coldly.

Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Since you don't care whether he lives or dies, why do you still want to rob the execution ground?"

"After all, he is my brother from the same mother. I can kill him, but others can't."

"He is dead now."

"It doesn't matter. I can avenge him. It's just a little troublesome."

"That's a pity. You can't avenge this revenge."

Neither of them continued to speak, and their momentum continued to rise.

The next moment, the two stepped at the same time, and the internal energy in the Dantian surged.

Boom!

The entire city wall shook violently with the steps of the two, and some bricks and stones were directly exploded and shattered.

There was no fancy, and the two punched directly.

Even so, the terrifying power of the upper third-grade warrior was definitely not something that other warriors could withstand.

Boom!

The fists of the two collided with each other without any fancy.

The terrifying air wave spread from the fists of the two to the surroundings, like the ripples splashed by a stone thrown into a pool.

And as it spread, it became more and more turbulent, like a rolling wave.

Compared to the middle third-grade warriors, the upper third-grade warriors are not comparable in speed, strength, and reaction ability.

"What a strong internal breath."

Qi Feilong's face changed slightly.

Zhong Lin also narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "You are not bad either."

With just one blow, Zhong Lin had already figured out Qi Feilong's cultivation level. It should be about the fourth level of Tongmai, and the cultivation level of opening up all the meridians in the hands and feet.

Of course, it is also possible to hide the cultivation level.

Qi Feilong's expression was extremely solemn. He could feel that Zhong Lin's internal breath was stronger than his own, but he was not afraid.

The battle between warriors is not a comparison of realms, nor is it a simple comparison of strength.

There are many secret methods and martial arts that can increase strength.

However, for a useless and dead brother, it is unwise to fight with an unknown strong man.

The strange warrior in front of him was obviously invited to help. At worst, he would come back and kill the Black Mountain County Lord after this person left.

"Sir, I admit defeat today. How about we stop fighting? I will leave Heishan County immediately. If we continue to fight, it will be a fight of life and death."

"Okay."

Zhong Lin smiled.

But before Qi Feilong could be happy, Zhong Lin continued: "If you can take two more punches from me, you can leave."

"Two punches?"

Qi Feilong's face turned cold instantly, and a sense of anger rose from his heart. He really thought he had taken me.

His right hand subconsciously touched the long sword behind him, ready to explode at any time.

"That's right, it's just two punches. It's not easy to meet a master of the same realm. Wouldn't it be a pity if we don't have a fight?" Zhong Lin deliberately disguised himself as a martial arts fanatic.

Qi Feilong's anger subsided after hearing this, and he was silent for a while and said: "Okay, just two punches."

Qi Feilong agreed, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

If there is a chance, he doesn't mind killing Zhong Lin after two punches.

For a man like Qi Feilong, face is shit. As long as he can kill his opponent, he will do anything.

The two stood quietly three feet apart.

Suddenly, Zhong Lin moved.

This movement was like the sound of waves, as if Qi Feilong could hear the sound of waves in his ears.

"Canglang Water."

Zhong Lin looked down from a high place and punched out, performing a martial arts technique from "Shui Jing Zhu".

To be precise, it is a secret technique.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

It means "the sea is boundless, and the waves are rising one after another".

Like the waves in the sea, rising and falling one after another, the strength is continuous, and it explodes in one burst, directly bursting out three times the power.

This secret technique is not restricted to palm techniques, fist techniques, or weapons, but is just a method of amplification.

Zhong Lin has integrated five heavenly-grade skills into one, and his internal energy is already several times higher than that of the same realm. With this secret technique, even a first-grade warrior dares to fight.

Qi Feilong on the opposite side knew nothing about it, and also threw a punch, which seemed to have performed some kind of martial arts, and seemed to have some kind of amplification, but the amplification was not strong.

Bang!

The two of them collided fiercely.

Qi Feilong had a smile on his face, but after his fist collided with Zhong Lin's fist, his face changed immediately.

He could feel a force like a tidal wave surging from Zhong Lin's fist.

The terrifying power was mighty and swept over.

Even with Qi Feilong's fourth-level Tongmai cultivation, he felt that his arm had reached its limit.

This is not over yet, Zhong Lin punched again.

"Water of Canglang" is a combo, as long as the body can bear it, it can be used continuously, without giving the opponent a chance to breathe.

Watching Zhong Lin punch again, it was as if it was really a terrifying wave covering the sky and the sun, sweeping towards him.

At this moment, Qi Feilong felt the breath of death.

He really couldn't stop this punch.

And there was also an extremely dark internal force in this excessive force, which actually flowed into the internal organs like a needle along the arm meridian.

"Ah!"

Qi Feilong roared, stretched out his hand and grabbed the long path on his back.

He called himself "One Sword Heaven", and all his abilities were there and on that knife.

"It's too late to think about drawing the knife now."

The power that was like a mighty wave broke out completely and swept over in an instant.

"Ah..."

Qi Feilong's arm was broken in an instant.

The terrifying power fell on him all at once.

Suddenly, Qi Feilong exploded like a balloon.

There was a bloody rain all around.

Qi Feilong didn't even scream, and his whole body was blown up, turning into countless tiny pieces of flesh and blood, falling to the ground.

The precious sword wrapped with cloth behind him also fell to the ground, and was not pulled out until the end.

The so-called "one sword to the sky", he never used his sword skills until his death.

Zhong Lin can still remember Qi Feilong's last look of shock, confusion, and unwillingness.