"Puchi--" When his scalp was swirled down by the Qingqi palm knife, Jing Da suddenly felt in pain and roared in pain: "Ahhh!"

"Take! Just scratching a little bit of skin, as for how much you screamed like your parents?" Guan Heng shook his fist and was hit by a copper stick. He suddenly sneered: "This is just the beginning!"

"Swish!" In an instant, he pulled out his body like lightning. Guan Heng moved to Jing Da. The Qingqi Palm Knife slashed the wind without hesitation: "Kill--"

"Well?!"

The bright red forehead splashed all over his eyes. Jing Da's eyes could hardly see objects at this time. This was also one of the reasons why Guan Heng aimed at his forehead. At this moment, Jing Dakuai swung the copper stick and was trying to force Guan Heng not to get close to him. He could also seize the time to wipe his eyes, but at this moment, Guan Heng's green Qi palm knife had already slashed on his shoulder.81 Chinese website

"Crack!" The sound of cracking the shoulder skull sounded clearly, but Jing Da instantly released the red air of protecting his body, and immediately removed 70% of the strength of the palm knife. He then roared wildly: "Get out!" While the red air exploded, the Feng Tongshang also thrust towards Guan Heng with a sound.

"Hmph!" Guan Heng snorted coldly and moved around, and instantly turned to the other party's side. He immediately attacked crazily with his palm knife. Originally, with the help of the six ghosts, Guan Heng could easily win, but he felt that the more he fought with the strong man in the deep red realm, the more he could understand the enemy's tricks to control the red energy.

The red spiritual energy that appears violently can become a protective energy to protect the body of the strong, and can also release harm to others. This is the mystery of the red energy realm.

However, the degree of spiritual energy that every strong red qi can master is different, and it cannot even cover the whole body. There are many people here. This is why Guan Heng can repeatedly use the power of the green qi realm to break through the opponent's protective red qi.

Protect your head and face, protect your back, and protect your heart and lower abdomen. Once the red energy of the body covers these important parts, defensive loopholes will inevitably occur in other positions. Guan Heng's Qingqi Palm Knife plus the extra power supplemented by the heavy water rune. As long as you concentrate a little, it is easy to conquer these flaws.

At this point, Guan Heng has been wandering at the peak of Qingqi for a while. During this period, he has repeatedly fought with the strong red Qi for life and death, and even encountered the domineering black Qi. This experience may not be encountered by others even in their lifetime. This has greatly increased Guan Heng’s understanding of the strong red Qi for many years.

"Are you a strong man in red? There are at least ten or eight who die in my hands. What are you worthy of?"

As soon as Guan Heng said this, Jing Dawei was shocked by the exhaustion of resisting. He said it quickly. At that time, Guan Heng suddenly fainted near the other party's heart with his injured fist. In desperation, Jing Da immediately concentrated all his protective red energy there in an instant.

In an instant, Guan Heng's mouth curled up, and a sneer suddenly flashed across his sneer. He suddenly withdrew his fist, and the palm of his other hand was urging the wind.

"Puchi!" Jing Da felt his throat lit up, and his palm knife had already penetrated half an inch in an instant. Suddenly, bright red splashed. Guan Heng suddenly asked, "How many villages have you and Mr. Jing destroyed?"

The moment he heard Guan Heng's questioning, Jing Da suddenly subconsciously told the truth: "Three, three..."

"Beast, there is no more death—" Hearing this, Guan Heng was furious, and was about to continue to move forward with his palm knife, but suddenly heard the evil wind behind him in the flash, and he shouted, "Great ghost!"

"Wuwuwu--" The big ghost who was hiding beside Guan Heng's side secretly rushed out in an instant, waved the ghost claws with a squeak, and suddenly knocked down the nail toward the fine copper short blade behind Guan Heng.

"Dang chang!" As the short blade fell to the ground, Guan Heng sneered: "Jing Er, it turns out that you are not dead yet?! Catch him!"

The sixth ghost received the order and immediately pulled Jing Er, who had attacked Guan Heng behind him, into the air. After the kid got into the fist, he barely threw the short blade, but only half of his life was left.

"Wow, let me go, my father, Mr. Jing, will not let you go. I want to kill, kill all your relatives!"

Hearing Jing Er in the air was still clamoring wildly, Guan Heng said in a deep voice: "Tear him!"

As soon as this sentence was said, Guan Heng's palm knife also slashed in an instant, and suddenly opened Jing Da's neck. Jing Er in the air was torn apart by the six ghosts, and only his complete brain was still carried by the big ghost. This was Guan Heng's instructions in advance, and it was used to stay there for other purposes.

Guan Heng chopped something off Jing Da's body at this time, and he sneered slightly, "Hmph, wait a moment, and let your vicious me accompany you on the road!"

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At the same time, Mr. Jing, who had been running on the mountain road for half an hour, walked with his subordinates more and more and more, and thought to himself: "Why have my two sons been there for so long? Could it be that something unexpected happened along the way? It's impossible. They are both powerful people in the Red Spiritual Aura realm. If they join forces, even I may not win, so how could something happen easily?"

"Old Jing, there seems to be someone shaking in front of you." At this moment, a subordinate pointed to the front and whispered: "Look, that seems to be a child."

"Catch him... Forget it, I'll do it myself." Old Jing was about to instruct his men to capture the child who suddenly appeared in front of him, but he thought about it and immediately decided to do it himself.

It was a time to speak, and it was soon enough that Mr. Jing had already swept out as soon as he moved, and in an instant he landed at the place where the child was standing more than ten feet away.

Old Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he could see the appearance of the child. This boy was about six or seven years old, wearing exquisite cloth clothes, and was very cute. Even if he was a demon king like Old Jing, who could kill people without blinking, when he saw this innocent child, he felt a little moved and immediately changed into a kind face.

At this time, try to be as kind as possible. Old Jing leaned over and asked, "Little baby, what are you calling? What are you doing here?"

"Wuwu...Huh? You are a bearded grandfather, just like the elders in the village."

The little boy who was wiping his tears was a little surprised to see Mr. Jing, but he was surprised not scared. The little boy sobbed and said, "I... my mother called me baby. The baby was originally playing at the entrance of the village, but he got lost, wuwu..."

"Hehehe, baby is good, baby won't cry." Mr. Jing pretended to be intimate and picked up the little boy. He smiled hypocritically and said, "Come on, Grandpa with a beard, you... should live in Sangzhu Village, right?"

When the little boy heard Mr. Jing’s inquiry, the little boy was a little stunned, and then said, “Well, my mother said that our home is indeed called Sangzhuzhai.”

"Well, this is really great. Grandpa with a beard will take you home right away." After saying this, Mr. Jing immediately called a subordinate: "Peng Yao, come here, hold this child, don't scare him, and coax him well."
Chapter completed!