The Stone Fairy Who Is Not Afraid of Thunder

"you……,"

Qin Guangbang was so surprised that he opened his eyes wide for a moment, a little unbelievable.

how so?

Obviously he is a martial artist, but the result of this palm duel... seems to be the other way around.

When Wang Yueting saw this scene, he couldn't help but said "Hey!"

Apparently it was a bit of a surprise!

"Why is my inner breath weaker?"

Qin Guangbang was puzzled.

Could it be that that kid is not only powerful, but also has abnormal internal energy?

With a cry of "Hoo!", Qin Shaochen took a step forward, and without pausing, he struck with another palm.

Qin Guangbang could only greet him with his palms, but the result was the same. He was knocked back another step.

My palms felt like they were being burned, and it was extremely uncomfortable!

As for Qin Shaochen, he didn't even shake this time.

"Stop! You...!" Qin Guangbang already felt that something was wrong. This was completely different from what he expected!

"Hoo!" sounded again, and Qin Shaochen's palm came even faster!

Moreover, the angle is so cunning and weird that Qin Guangbang can't help but think about it...!

But in an instant, Qin Shaochen's momentum was like a rainbow, and he had hit six or seven sharp palm techniques in a row. Qin Guangbang was blocked from left to right. Although he blocked them all, the situation was very embarrassing!

"Stop..., stop for a moment...! If you have something to say, please say it...!"

Qin Guangbang felt that his palms were about to burn, and he felt short of breath in his chest and abdomen. He couldn't help shouting to stop.

He did not expect that Qin Shaochen actually swayed and returned to his original position.

"What...are you practicing on your hands?"

Qin Guangbang gasped, his face full of shock!

"Third Uncle, since you are deliberately trying to deal with me, you don't even know what martial arts I practice, right?"

"That 'Fire Palm'! You practiced it so quickly... and mastered it!"

Qin Guangbang looked horrified!

"Impossible..., absolutely impossible. How long have you been practicing? That martial art requires at least... two or three years of practice before you can see initial results! What's more, during the training process, you need so many... cherish medicinal materials, How can you, a pauper, possibly do this? "

"Qin Guangbang, do you think you... know me very well? Don't you think your palms are burned by the fire if I don't practice well?"

"You..., you...!"

Qin Guangbang was suddenly speechless and looked furious.

Wang Yueting on the side also saw that something was wrong.

"Brother Qin, what are you doing? Aren't you a martial artist? Why are you having such a hard time dealing with such a kid?"

Qin Guangbang's arms are getting hotter and hotter, and his chest and abdomen are beginning to feel uncomfortable!

He had no intention of answering Wang Yueting's words. He stared at Qin Shaochen hatefully and his voice became hoarse.

"Okay! Qin Shaochen, this time I, Qin Guangbang... admit defeat. Give me the healing medicine... and I... won't... embarrass you... anymore!"

Qin Shaochen looked at Qin Guangbang strangely, and after a while, he shook his head.

"That's ridiculous! Third cousin, do you think that if you do such a thing, you can just say forget it and pretend that nothing happened?"

"I...have already said that I have given up, what do you...still want...? Do...do you...really...want to...take my...life?"

Qin Shaochen glanced at Qin Guangbang as if he were an idiot, and said simply: "You are right, I just want your life! And... you are dead!"

Qin Guangbang's face was filled with resentment and hatred!

"You...you are actually...so vicious, I will kill you first!"

After saying that, he pulled out a purple gold sword from behind, took a big step, and slashed the bag head towards Qin Shaochen.

This sword came with an erratic force, turning into three swords in the middle. His martial arts skills were obviously quite good.

It is his famous sword technique - "Thousand Fantasy Sword"!

But Qin Shaochen had already seen that this sword actually didn't have much power, it was just a show.

He retreated, then rushed back from the other side in a blink of an eye, slapping Qin Guangbang's elbow with his palm. ,

Qin Guangbang was unable to change his move and had already caught him, and the purple gold sword flew away from his hand.

Qin Shaochen's other palm suddenly shot out again, forcing his opponent to use his palm to block again.

With a "bang" sound, Qin Guangbang was even more unbearable this time. He took three steps back before he stood up unsteadily.

"You..., how could you be...so powerful?"

Only then did Qin Guangbang realize that he might not be Qin Shaochen's opponent at all, and he screamed unwillingly.

Qin Shaochen sneered, ignored Qin Guangbang, walked straight to the side, and picked up the purple gold single sword.

"Qin Shaochen, how could your fire palm be poisonous? Bastard! Give...the antidote to...me! I...will never...target...you again!"

Qin Guangbang looked pale, pressed his chest with one hand, and roared loudly again.

"I just said, since you want to harm us, don't blame me for being cruel! You'd better accept your fate!"

"Qin Shaochen, do you know that murdering...the deacon of our clan is a blatant violation of...the rules of the clan. It is...a heinous crime and will be severely punished by...the rules of the clan!"

Qin Shaochen snorted coldly.

"If you dare to violate the clan rules and murder others, of course I dare too! If you are not afraid of severe punishment, how can I be?"

After saying that, he ignored Qin Guangbang. He slowly looked at the spiritual man named Wang Yueting.

Wang Yueting was startled, and then he realized that his support seemed to be gone.

"What do you want to do? I tell you, I... am not someone you can afford to offend! Boy, you... don't mess around!"

Wang Yueting retreated as he spoke.

"Mr. Wang, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Qin Shaochen's face was cold, and he did not hide the strong murderous intent in his eyes!

Wang Yueting glanced at Qin Shaochen and shuddered involuntarily. He dared not stay any longer and ran deep into the woods.

Qin Shaochen snorted coldly, holding a single knife, and followed him slowly.

"Qin Shaochen! Wait... wait! Don't... leave me, Third Cousin... was wrong, you save... me, I will... next time..."

Qin Guangbang was exhausted and sat on the ground.

But before he finished his sentence, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This time, he was even more horrified and stretched out his right hand, trying to grab the hem of Qin Shaochen's clothes.

But Qin Shaochen slightly turned his body and stepped aside, and avoided it.

Without even looking at him, he just pretended that there was no such person, and started to chase the enemy.

"Qin Shaochen...! Qin Shaochen...! I was wrong..., don't go...!"

Qin Guangbang was still shouting, but Qin Shaochen would not pay attention to him!

In his eyes, Qin Guangbang was already a dead man.

Qin Shaochen was not chasing fast, and he heard Wang Yueting running and cursing in a low voice.

But he was not cursing Qin Shaochen, but his two followers!

He sneered in his heart, just let go of his big steps and followed behind.

He had discovered that although Wang Yueting was a spiritualist, he seemed to have never practiced martial arts.

Sure enough, Wang Yueting ran only a few dozen feet away, and he was a little tired. He stopped next to a big tree, panting!

Qin Shaochen coughed dryly and walked over.

But he still stopped ten feet away, looking at the other party with a gloomy and cold look.