"you wanna die!"
Jin Pixiu's face showed an angry look, and his body was as murderous as the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, as cold as the bone.
Fiery red Qi surged from his hand, and a powerful red Qi hit Lingchu.
Lingchu clenched his palm into a fist, and the black light flashed on his fist. He punched out with roaring force and unparalleled domineering power.
"boom!"
The crimson red Gang Qi shattered instantly. Jin Pixiu dodged the punch, and his movement was like lightning. The Gang Qi turned into a fire dragon and roared out.
"Red Flame Dragon Palm!"
Lingchu snorted coldly and waved his fists with surging energy. The terrifying fist power surged, and the flame palm force collapsed under the fist power.
Suddenly Lingchu's brows furrowed, and his fist turned red, and a blazing force entered his meridians, burning his meridians.
"Fire poison!"
Jin Pixiu looked at Lingchu's hands and laughed, "The fire has poisoned your body. I want to see how long you can hold on!"
The Red Flame Dragon Palm is Jin Pixiu's unique martial arts. This martial arts is not only powerful, but most importantly, it contains fire poison.
As long as the fire poison enters the body, the internal organs will be burned up by the fire poison in a short time, and there is no cure.
He also relied on this red flame dragon palm to secure his position as Golden Pixiu.
In his opinion, Lingchu was poisoned by the red flame dragon palm and would definitely die.
Lingchu's face showed disdain when he heard this, "It's just fire poison, what can you do to me!"
The two qi of life and death are circulating in his body, the fire poison is instantly annihilated by the death qi, the vitality flows, and the damaged meridians are restored instantly.
The red fire poison in his hands receded, and he returned to normal. He looked at Jin Pixiu and said lightly, "Your poison is not that good!"
He saw Lingchu's hands returned to normal, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face, how could this be possible!
He knew very well the power of the red flame dragon palm's fire poison, but he couldn't figure out how Lingchu did it!
"Even if the fire poison can't do anything to you, you must die!"
Flames rose from Jin Pixiu's body, terrifying high temperatures filled the air, a huge flame barrier spread out, and the flames burned brightly on the ground.
Lingchu's eyes narrowed, and the Yin Yang Realm of Life and Death was activated, and the death energy swept out.
"Boom...boom...boom..."
The hot flames and the dead air collided, making a roaring sound. The cold and hot breath made a huge violent sound, and the bluestone slabs exploded one after another.
"Thousand dragons roar with fire!"
Jin Pixiu's divine will surged, and the flames in the barrier turned into countless fire dragons, heading towards Lingchu's barrier.
Lingchu waved his arm, and the death energy swept across, and the dark death energy rushed towards the fire dragon like a wave.
Under the death aura, the fire dragon instantly shattered and sparks flew to the west, turning half the sky red.
Lingchu pointed and the death energy turned into a spear and shot out, exuding a powerful spear intention.
Jin Pixiu's face was gloomy. The flames in the barrier turned into a barrier, and the flames burned.
"call out…"
The Divine Mind Mysterious Sword shot out and struck the flame barrier first. The sharp blade cut Jin Pixiu's Divine Mind into pieces, causing the Flame Barrier to shatter.
The death air spear stabbed towards his chest with an extremely cold breath.
Jin Pixiu's face changed drastically, and the flames on his palms were blazing. As he waved, the power of his palms surged towards the spear.
"Dang...dang...dang..."
Both palms hit the spear, making a sound of gold and jade clashing. The powerful force shook him back repeatedly.
"Red Dragon Roar!"
A cold and stern look appeared on Jin Pixiu's face, and the flames in the barrier turned into a huge fire dragon. It roared upwards and terrifying sound waves swept out.
The spears turned into death energy burst into pieces under the sound waves, turning into death energy that filled the sky and shrouded Jin Pixiu.
His body was contaminated with death energy, causing his complexion to change drastically, and he felt an extremely cold force swimming through his body, eroding his meridians.
What is this!
He was horrified, and he quickly used his skills to suppress it. The collision between the fiery skills and the cold death energy made him groan.
His skills were simply unable to suppress the death energy in his body, and his meridians were severely damaged.
This power is so weird, what kind of power is this!
He looked at the death energy surrounding him, and retreated violently. He waved his palms and used the hot palm power to disperse the death energy.
Lingchu saw Jin Pixiu coming out of the death aura, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. The death aura entered his body, and I want to see what other methods you have.
The Gang Qi surged around him and enveloped him. He stepped forward and flew out, turning the Gang Qi into the Overlord Fist and blasting out.
Jin Pixiu was at the end of his strength when the death energy entered his body, so naturally he took advantage of his illness to kill him!
Jin Pixiu roared loudly, smacked his palm, and the Gang Qi turned into a fire dragon and roared out, facing the Overlord Fist.
"boom!"
The energy swept through him, and he groaned, taking a few steps back, with a look of pain on his face.
The death energy in his body was like maggots attached to his bones, constantly eroding his body, forcing him to use his power to suppress it.
The strength of the Breaking Void Realm has been severely weakened, and it cannot exert its power at all.
We can't go on like this! Otherwise he will die in the capital tonight!
"kill him!"
He looked at the manor behind him and shouted sternly. He saw eight figures flying out of the manor. Seeing Jin Pixiu being forced to retreat, their faces showed shock, and they all attacked Lingchu.
"The spring breeze touches the flower hands!"
"A hundred battles and a thousand armies!"
"Playing with dragons and phoenixes!"
"Black Dragon Cave!"
"The tendon-breaking and bone-breaking palm!"
……
Eight powerful attacks hit Lingchu, with astonishing power!
Lingchu narrowed his eyes, eight Yang Shen realms! The strength of this black market is indeed extraordinary!
"Shaking the heavens and the earth!"
The God-shaking palm was shot out, and the attacks of the eight people exploded one after another. The first one was knocked away by the powerful palm force, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell next to Jin Pixiu.
Jin Pixiu's eyes froze, what a powerful palm technique, but he didn't even use all his strength, some kind of monster appeared in the world!
No, I must live and tell Tianyu the news about this person.
If this person is not removed, their black market will be in danger!
"withdraw!"
Jin Pixiu looked at the eight people and shouted in a deep voice, his figure rising into the sky.
The eight people endured the pain of tearing the meridians in their bodies, forced their movements, and flew up.
Lingchu sneered, looked at Ye Gucheng and said, "I'll leave eight of them to you!"
His figure burst out and chased Jin Pixiu. He had to get rid of the black market people tonight. The more chaotic the capital is now, the better.
In the blink of an eye, his figure appeared in front of Jin Pixiu. Lingchu punched him back and said lightly, "You can't run away!"
Jin Pixiu suppressed the death energy in his body and said coldly, "I am Jin Pixiu from the black market. Have you thought about the consequences if you kill me?"
Lingchu slapped him so hard that he vomited blood and flew backwards. The figure moved in front of him, pinched his neck with five hook-like fingers, and said lightly, "Others are afraid of your black market, but I am not afraid!"
"Tell me all the news you know!"
Jin Pixiu's eyes flashed sharply, and he said coldly, "Don't even think about it!"
An evil smile appeared on Lingchu's face, "It's not up to you!"
The heart-corroding demonic seed appeared in his hand and slapped it into his body.
