Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 161: The demon clan Jiang Zimo

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Jiang Zimo, a man in purple clothes, was not too surprised when he saw Xiao Chen seeing through his identity. He smiled calmly and said: "I'm not helping you, I'm helping them. With your strength, all his companions combined will not be... your opponent."

Except for a blue diamond-shaped mark between his eyebrows, this person could not see any characteristics of the demon clan.

In fact, Xiao Chen said that the other person was a member of the demon clan, just because of his strong mental power. He felt an aura that was very different from human beings in this person, and there was no real confirmation.

There was no way to determine which kind of monster the other party was. Xiao Chen was also a little surprised as to why some monsters seemed to have no characteristics at all.

Some monsters have very obvious characteristics, while others only have slight characteristics. Logically speaking, monsters should not have such a gap.

"Among the demon clan, the people of the tiger clan love petty gains and often intimidate the humans who first come to the ancient land. If you only take ten intermediate spirit stones at the beginning, they will probably only ask you for them. One hundred intermediate spirit stones, so don’t spend too much money in the future.”

Jiang Zimo smiled lightly and explained unhurriedly.

Xiao Chen smiled calmly and said: "It means that I have become a victim."

"You can put it that way." Jiang Zimo shrugged slightly and said with a faint smile: "By the way, you should also have received the invitation letter. If so, why not come up with me and sit down, we will be on the same road."

Xiao Chen was a little confused and said doubtfully: "What invitation letter? I don't know what you are talking about."

It shouldn't be. Seeing that the other party is so young, but his aura is extremely long, and his mental power is terrifyingly powerful, it stands to reason that he will definitely receive an invitation.

Jiang Zimo was a little puzzled. He took a deep look at Xiao Chen and said, "Do you dare to slap me?"

Xiao Chen didn't know why, but he knew that the other party didn't want to fight with him, but just wanted to test it out. After hesitating for a while, he readily agreed.

There won't be any losses anyway, and maybe there will be some unexpected benefits.

"excuse me!"

Seeing Xiao Chen step back a hundred meters, Jiang Zimo flashed his figure and directly struck Xiao Chen's face with a palm without any fancy.

There's nothing fancy about this palm, and it doesn't seem to be very fast. It doesn't even have any wind.

There is no energy fluctuation in the space, and it looks simple and helpless.

In terms of momentum, even the warrior from the Tiger Clan couldn't even reach one percent.

It gives people a very strange feeling, like a child playing house, saying I want to hit you, and then hitting you, it is too ordinary.

Xiao Chen's expression changed leisurely, and he looked extremely solemn. He was secretly frightened in his heart. He restrained his energy and did not let out any trace of it. He printed all the power into the palm of his hand.

Such control is really scary. You must know that there are countless pores on the palm of your hand. Whether you are aware of it or not, there will always be a trace of breath flowing out of the pores.

But Jiang Zimo did it with this palm, and when it was released, it was obviously very fast, but there was no sound of wind. It was obvious that he had truly reached the realm of unity between heaven and man.

Such a method cannot be accomplished by some powerful martial emperors. It requires at least ten years of hard training and astonishing talent to achieve it.

The palm of his hand had already been printed in front of Xiao Chen. Without any delay, he had no time to think, and he agreed to take the palm forcefully.

Therefore, we cannot use the Nine Transformations of Youlong to avoid this trick, we can only resist forcefully.

The five fingers were opened and clenched into a fist, the bones crackled and the strength of the whole body continued to gather.

The phantoms of a dragon and a tiger circled each other on the arms, and dragons roared and tigers roared one after another.

Unlike Jiang Zimo, who was extremely ordinary, Xiao Chen had raised his aura to the extreme. Since he couldn't completely restrain his aura, it was better to release it with all his strength and show off wantonly.

boom!

The fists and palms touched each other, and a gust of wind blew up. Jiang Zimo's ordinary palm suddenly burst out with overwhelming power at the moment of contact.

A strong wind blew from all directions, and the hair on Xiao Chen's head was blown away. His long hair was flying in the wind, his clothes were fluttering, and the strong wind made it difficult to open his eyes.

The huge force spread along Xiao Chen's arms to his feet, and then spread to the ground. Bang bang bang, the stone bricks paved on the surrounding streets exploded with a bang.

Being dragged afloat by the strong energy, it kept rising in the air, spiraling around the two of them, constantly spinning.

The palm of his hand felt sore, and Xiao Chen was almost knocked away. It was unimaginable that the power of the explosion would be so strong when it was extremely quiet.

Moreover, the other party's power was continuous and endless, like a river flowing towards Xiao Chen.

This can't continue like this. The other party's practice is a bit weird, and the force used in the palm is very even, and it doesn't weaken at all from the beginning to the end.

If there is a competition of perseverance, the opponent will definitely last longer than him, and he will have to be beaten back in one breath.

Xiao Chen's eyes widened, and the purple cyclone in the Dantian in his body began to spin rapidly, fusing vitality and strength, and the strength in his palms suddenly increased sharply again.

boom!

The sudden increase in force on the fist sent Jiang Zimo's body flying backwards five steps before slowly stopping.

There was a crashing sound, and the gravel floating around fell down one by one.

After the palm ended, Jiang Zimo stopped taking action, his face looked very calm, and he walked towards Xiao Chen again without even adjusting his breath.

Xiao Chen closed his fist and let go, adjusting his vitality slightly before letting the surging breath in his body slowly calm down.

Looking at Jiang Zimo, who seemed to have just waved his palm casually in Feng Qingyun Dan, Xiao Chen couldn't help but become more curious about the techniques he practiced.

Jiang Zimo cupped his hands and smiled: "Yes, you are the first among your peers to be able to knock me back with one punch."

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly and said: "How can I say that? I have tried my best. Judging from your pale complexion, it is obvious that I only exerted 20% of my strength."

Jiang Zimo smiled and explained: "You don't have to be humble. I also used all my strength, but the skills I practiced are more special. Even if you beat me to death, I will still look calm and calm."

Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile when he heard this. This man was really funny and broad-minded, and he was quite in line with Xiao Chen's temper.

However, this technique is really strange. If you use 20% of your strength and use all your strength, the momentum and prestige are completely different, and the consumption is also different.

No one will give it their all as soon as they get started, otherwise their energy will be exhausted immediately.

A strange thought suddenly came to his mind. Jiang Zimo's full-strength attack might last as long as his own attack with only 20% of his strength.

If this is the case, then the skills the other party practices are truly terrifying.

Jiang Zimo continued: "Your strength has fully met the requirements. It is their mistake not to receive the invitation letter. I haven't asked you what your name is, which country you come from and what sect you are from."

Xiao Chen cupped his hands and said, "Xiao Chen in Qin State has no sect for the time being."

Jiang Zimo whispered Xiao Chen's name softly, feeling that it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, "Brother Xiao Chen, let's do this on the 17th of next month. If you have time to go to the backyard of Qingquan Inn, would you like to come? You might be interested, I just have a recommendation spot for you."

Qingquan Inn, isn't this the inn where Xia Xiyan is staying? Could it be that Jiang Zimo and Xia Xiyan are here for the same thing.

Putting aside this idea for the time being, Xiao Chen raised his head and looked at the majestic Jiang Zimo, and said with some confusion: "By the way, it seems like this is my first meeting with you, do you need to be so enthusiastic?"

Jiang Zimo laughed and said: "Are you afraid that I will harm you? That's right. Let's put it this way. I'm not forcing you to do anything on the 17th of next month. If you want to come, just take some time to come. I promise you won't. I’m just disappointed, I’ll take my leave now.”

"By the way, the tiger tribe will probably ambush you later, so remember to be gentle when you attack."

Jiang Zimo jumped back to the restaurant, and Xiao Chen continued walking towards the largest shop in the city without stopping.

Above the restaurant, at the wine table next to the window, a silver-haired woman stood in front of the window, looking at Xiao Chen's back thoughtfully.

The silver-haired woman has a delicate face, like an elf who has fallen into the world, and has an extraordinary temperament. However, her silver eyes have no emotion at all, and she looks very cold.

After seeing Jiang Zimo coming up, he asked anxiously: "Zimo, who is that person and which sect he comes from."

Jiang Zimo looked at the silver-haired woman with an eager expression, and was extremely surprised. This was the first time he saw her care so much about a human warrior.

"Xinya, do you know this person?"

The silver-haired woman shook her head and said, "He looks very similar to someone I know in profile, but his appearance is completely different."

Jiang Zimo nodded and said: "He is Xiao Chen. He seems to be pretty good, but he doesn't have any sect."

When the silver-haired woman heard this, she felt a little disappointed and said softly: "Oh, it seems that I got the wrong person. The person I know is named Ye."

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