"Still want to run? Just suffer death!"
The man in black behind him suddenly kicked off his horse, got away from it, flipped several times in the air, and landed in front of Zheng Shiyi. He punched out and a powerful sonic boom shocked the "Feng Chasing Horse" to raise its front hooves. .
Zheng Shiyi tightened the reins, stabilized the "Feng Chasing Horse", and jumped down on one side of his body.
The man in black chuckled and said: "It's not bad. I can still keep my body steady and didn't fall down."
"Who is he?" Zheng Shiyi was shocked.
This voice was really familiar, but I couldn't remember where I'd heard it before.
The man in black raised his hand and slowly took off the black scarf covering his face and said: "You really want to know who I am? Anyway, you are no match for me, so I will fulfill your last wish before you die..."
"Zheng Yang!" Zheng Shiyi looked at the young man with scars on his face, and his heart felt as if he had been stabbed hard. No wonder the voice just now felt familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before. It turned out to be a homeless man adopted by his father. Son!
This Zheng Yang was originally a homeless boy who was about to starve to death, and was adopted by his father... He was his playmate when he was a child. As a genius of the Zheng family, he would receive elixirs from his family on a regular basis. He would usually give half of the elixirs to Zheng Yang to help him. The other party practices.
With the help of the elixir, Zheng Yang's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.
Two years ago, Zheng Yang suddenly left the Zheng family.
Zheng Shiyi never thought that when the two met again, they would be in such a situation.
Zheng Yang grinned proudly and said with a smile: "Isn't it surprising?"
"Why do you do this?" Zheng Shiyi said coldly.
"Why? Whenever I see you, I hate you! Why can you get the love of your family? Why am I an orphan?"
There was almost crazy anger in Zheng Yang's eyes: "I hate your hypocrisy! Take some scrap materials and give them to me to practice! You even said you would share them with me! Do you think I will believe it? Now I have changed hands! My cultivation level is even better It’s reaching the eighth level of Qi Chakra!”
Zheng Shiyi looked at Zheng Yang blankly. His wholehearted kindness that day was actually rewarded like this! What he got in exchange was such hostility to himself!
"You know everything you need to know, go to hell!"
Zheng Yang changed the topic and stamped his foot suddenly. The ground immediately sank by more than ten centimeters. He rushed towards Zheng Shiyi like a stone rolling down the hillside.
"While traveling at high speed, he can keep his center of gravity at the same height. This can only be achieved when he has reached the eighth wheel of the Qi Wheel Realm. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the eighth wheel of the Qi Wheel Realm!"
Zheng Shiyi always thought that Zheng Yang's cultivation was only at the Qi Chakra level, and that with his Thunder Fist, he could still fight with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Yang actually reached the eighth level of the Qi Wheel Realm!
In this case, there is no possibility of winning.
While he was stunned, Zheng Yang punched him in the face with a fierce punch.
The whistling wind from the fist made his cheek twitch.
"Thunder Punch!"
Zheng Shiyi's arms shook, and his momentum was no less than that of Zheng Yang. With a punch, he rushed towards the opponent.
The fists of the two collided, and the muffled sounds of "pah, pah, pah, pah, pah" were heard one after another from the collision point, and Zheng Shiyi was immediately knocked out.
Although the Seven Rings of Thunder gave him the strength to compete with the Seventh Wheel of Qilun Realm, he still seemed weak in front of the Eighth Wheel of Qilun Realm.
pain! Just one blow! Zheng Shiyi felt as if his fist arm was broken. He was panting. The pain extended along his arm to half of his body, causing him to stagger and almost fall to the ground.
"Boom!"
The soul seed suddenly started beating at this moment.
The rhythm of their beating is completely different from when using Thunder Fist, they beat extremely hard.
With their beating, it was as if the meridians that had been broken by the shock were slowly regaining their intuition, and the severe pain in the body was also relieved at an extremely fast speed.
The damaged organs are also being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zheng Shiyi was surprised to feel the changes in his body. This soul seed... could actually heal injuries? Relieve fatigue? Is this my martial soul ability? recover
very good! Zheng Yang must have been injured in that blow just now! It’s just that he suppressed it forcefully! I just need to continue to fight with injuries. With the healing function of the soul seed, he will definitely not be able to bear it at first.
"The Seven Cry of Thunder is indeed extraordinary. No wonder he can defeat Zheng Ping." Zheng Yang moved the five fingers of his fist, and the blow just now could actually hurt himself! This is so surprising!
Looking at Zheng Shiyi, who was panting and pale, he knew that Zheng Shiyi was at the end of his strength. If he attacked again, Zheng Shiyi would definitely die.
"Come again!" Zheng Yang stepped forward, raised his arms like pillars, and hit Zheng Shiyi with a forward fist!
He had to kill Zheng Shiyi, but he was not injured by Zheng Shiyi. He showed some restraint. This punch was actually stronger than the previous one!
His fist appeared in front of Zheng Shiyi again with the force of hitting his face.
"Thunder Punch!"
In just a few breaths, the soul seed had restored Zheng Shiyi's consciousness. He raised his fists and suddenly showed even stronger explosive power than before.
"Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap!"
When he shook his arm, he made eight noises! Thunder roars!
"What? It's actually Ba Ming!"
Zheng Yang's eyes were wider than a bull's eye!
The thunder fist is more difficult to practice than the first cry. Every time it is released, it will consume a lot of money on the body. His punch just now had obviously caused serious damage to him.
Let alone seven thunderclaps, even three thunderclaps would be impossible!
But what he never expected was that Zheng Shiyi actually used the Eight Thunders, which was more powerful than the Seven Thunders!
"I must kill him!"
Zheng Yang didn't care about resisting the physical damage caused by Thunderbolt's Eight Rings. He pressed down on Thunderbolt's injured internal organs, threw his shoulders and turned his waist, and hit Zheng Shiyi with a gun-swinging fist and arm.
Thunder strike! Zheng Shiyi urged the Soul Seed to quickly recover from his injuries, while raising his arm and chopping his palm on Zheng Yang's spear fist!
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zheng Shiyi's mouth, and he felt that his internal organs were about to shatter.
But this feeling only lasted for a moment. Then, the beating soul seed repaired the injured body again.
"Pfft!"
Zheng Yang was so shocked that he took a few steps back. When he stopped, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and the hatred in his eyes grew again!
Just one hit! Zheng Yang can no longer suppress his internal injuries. If he continues to fight, his foundation will be shaken, leaving hidden dangers for his future promotion! the most important! After the blow just now, Zheng Yang now has no strength to continue fighting. The injury... is much heavier than it looks.
"How come he, a loser, can practice advanced martial arts like Thunder Strike?" He quickly took a Qi Condensing Pill and adjusted his breathing there, "But I can only practice some basic Zheng family martial arts! I hate that Ah! If I had also practiced Thunder Strike, I would have killed him long ago!"
"Damn waste, wasting my Qi Condensing Pill!" Zheng Yang cursed in his heart. The Qi Condensing Pill can help practitioners condense spiritual energy in the shortest time to repair the body, so it is very expensive.
I had done so many things for Zheng Xuan to get this Qi Condensing Pill.
I originally wanted to wait until something unexpected happened in the future on my martial arts journey before taking this Qi Condensing Pill. However, due to the strength Zheng Shiyi showed, I had to take the pill in advance.
As he adjusted his breathing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Trash, you actually let me waste a Qi Condensing Pill! Are you almost dead from your injuries? I only need a quarter of an hour to recover." Stand up. When the time comes, I will torture you to death!"
"A waste?" Zheng Shiyi stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "It is indeed a waste! If you eat later, you can save it for me."
Zheng Yang frowned and screamed: "How... how could..., how can you stand up? You are more injured than me!"
When Zheng Shiyi was beaten out, he vomited blood and his face was extremely pale. His internal organs were obviously injured. Let alone standing up now, whether he can stand up in half a month is still a question.
Why is he standing up now
Even though he took the Qi Condensing Pill, his body only recovered a small part.
He is just a piece of trash who has lost his martial spirit. How can he have Qi Condensing Pill
Could it be that he forced himself to stand up and prepare to escape
"Want to run away? What a beautiful idea!"
He braced his knees with both arms, stood up despite the pain, and opened his boxing frame to prepare for another attack.
Zheng Shiyi smiled and shook his head and sighed, this time he was really lucky! If he hadn't only learned the lowest level of martial arts in his family! If it weren't for the beating of the soul seed that could repair the body, I might really be dead now, and it would be even more impossible to reverse the situation and take advantage.
But Zheng Yang was different. His body was unstable and it was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the heavy injuries suffered by Thunder Ba Ming.
Will he do it again? That is really seeking death!
Zheng Shiyi walked towards Zheng Yang step by step, and his steady steps were so dazzling in Zheng Yang's eyes! What does such a steady pace mean? Any warrior can know it!
"Zheng Yang... you can go and die."
Zheng Shiyi's voice had just penetrated into Zheng Yang's ears, and the thunderous palm struck his chest at this moment, and the 'clicking' sound of bones exploding also penetrated into his ears.
The powerful impact knocked Zheng Yang away!
"How is it possible! How could that loser kill me?"
Zheng Yang, who fell to the ground, stared at the sky with his eyes wide open. He wanted to stand up, but found that his body began to move non-stop, and the severe pain in his chest was painful even if he moved even a little.
escape! Only one word came to Zheng Yang's mind. He used his hands and feet to escape, but found that he couldn't stand up at all, and it was difficult to even move. His internal organs had already been shattered by the blow just now! Not to mention running away, he couldn't even stand up!
He resisted the severe pain and knelt down in front of Zheng Shiyi. While slapping his mouth, he begged: "Master Yi, you treated me Zheng Yang so well, but I did such a stupid thing and betrayed you."
"I'm really worse than a pig! Now I know my mistake. For the sake of being your playmate, please spare my life! From now on, I will follow you wholeheartedly!"
"In your eyes, am I so stupid?" Zheng Shiyi struck the thunder chop on Zheng Yang's head without any expression on his face.
Zheng Yang put his hands on his forehead, trying to block Zheng Shiyi's blow, but the strong wind brought by his fist was too strong and directly bounced his hands away.
With a "Peng" sound, his head turned into pieces.
"Zheng Xuan, I will remember this today! Just wait! Wait for me to come back! We will settle the accounts then!"
Zheng Shiyi spit out his foam on the ground, then jumped on the "Chasing the Wind Horse" and galloped towards the Xuanming Sect.