Chang Qi stepped back, and Qin Dong immediately stepped forward, shortening the distance between him and Chang Qi. He displayed his overwhelming power more vividly, causing the pressure Chang Qi felt to explode again in an instant. It has increased several times.
If Chang Qi was just shocked by the power shown by Qin Dong just now, then now he is frightened. The spiritual power in the body was mobilized spontaneously, almost instinctively, and was densely distributed throughout Chang Qi's body, making him look like he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Aren't you going to kill me? I'm a dying person anyway, why do you care who I am?"
"How unreasonable! Am I, Chang Qi, still afraid of a young boy like you? Look at my palm!" Chang Qi was extremely annoyed. Since he was born, has he ever been ridiculed by a young man like this? Chang Qi immediately regarded it as the greatest humiliation of his life. With a sharp roar, he struck Qin Dong's chest with a palm. [
After all, he is an eighth-level monk. Once he uses it, the momentum is very terrifying. When he saw the green spiritual power, like a huge rolling wave, rushing towards Qin Dong layer by layer, the uneasiness in Chang Qi's heart suddenly disappeared, and the confidence of an eighth-level monk took over him again. whole body and mind.
However, before Chang Qi could really get excited, Qin Dong's whole body suddenly erupted with a dazzling brilliance of gold and silver. Wrapped in this radiant light, Qin Dongfei not only did not shy away from Chang Qi's spiritual power, but instead straightened his body and stepped into the surging spiritual power fluctuations.
In Chang Qi's view, Qin Dong's move was tantamount to committing suicide. After a moment of shock, Chang Qi almost subconsciously controlled the green spiritual power, setting off huge waves from top to bottom, constantly suppressing Qin Dong, wishing he could kill Qin Dong like a fly. Killed on the ground.
But soon, Chang Qi discovered that all this was just his extravagant hope. The golden and silver light that shrouded Qin Dongzhou's body was simply an unbreakable steel Great Wall, covering Qin Dong tightly within it. No matter how ferocious and ferocious his attacks were, he could not break through at all.
Chang Qi was horrified and couldn't believe his eyes, but Qin Dong, protected by this golden and silver light, felt as if he was in a deserted place. Amidst the vast amounts of spiritual power he released, he strolled leisurely and contentedly. walked towards him step by step.
A bone-chilling feeling of coldness rose up from Chang Qi's body and quickly surged through his body, causing him to shudder several times in an instant.
Completely ignoring an eighth-level monk and using almost all his strength to strike, what kind of powerful cultivation does this require? No matter how rich Chang Qi's imagination is, he can't imagine it. Suddenly, Chang Qi realized that the young man in front of him was not a naive and foolish boy at all, but the only powerful enemy he had ever seen in his life.
"Damn it!" Chang Qi was shocked and frightened, almost losing his mind. With a sharp roar, he raised his wrist quickly, and the green long sword immediately flew out wrapped in a green light, bringing with it a thunderous sound. The roar pierced Qin Dong's heart...