rise!

Blood boils and blood rushes!

Shrink!

The skin is tight and the hole is solid, and the blood and energy are retracted!

As he rose and shrank, Chen Qian's right arm suddenly burst out with strength, and the "hissing" sound was endless, and his power was incomparable to the same as more than two months ago.

Seeing this, the leader with hairy hair shrank and his pupils shrank, and he spoke inexplicably.

Chen Qian didn't care about the reaction of the leader with his hair. His right arm was erect and his blood was rotating, gathering on his shoulders, elbows, wrists, and three nodes were either straight, bent, or turned, leading the long knife to slightly lift it, and then...

hack!

The second blow of Li's knife, Feng Li!

call!

The sword is like the wind, coming and going without a trace.

This is the speed of the chopping knife, which almost exceeds the perceptual misalignment caused by dynamic visual capture of the human body!

when!

The harsh collision sounded again.

The leader of the hair was about to turn the big sword and push out Chen Qian, who was half in the air, but before his strength could be transmitted to the knife, the knife that Chen Qian was holding lifted and fell again!

when!

The leader with his hair was suddenly widened.

when!

Chen Qian's knife rose and fell again! He rose and fell again! He rose and fell again!

Dear! Dear! Dear! Dear! Dear! Dear! Dear! Dear!

...

The sound of impact was like raindrops falling into the basin for a moment, and it kept hearing.

Chen Qian's body in the sky actually stayed in the sky with the impact force and reaction force that erupted between the two swords!

However, as the sword fell, a large number of gaps gradually appeared on the long sword in Chen Qian's hand, and bloodstains appeared on the tiger's mouth where the knife hand was holding. Some of the horse bandits around had stopped charging, turned around and gradually surrounded him.

"How is this possible? This is Chen Qian?"

In the escort team, Chen Ling's expression on the carriage was a little dull.

"He is so powerful!"

Then, it seemed that she noticed her current words, which made some of her previous actions ridiculous, so Chen Lingqiang calmed down and tried his best to pretend to be a contemptuous tone: "But why didn't he withdraw and return, nor did he wait for an opportunity to leave, but he was stupid and slashed with a knife? It seemed that his cultivation had improved, but his experience in fighting was still insufficient. If it were Brother Qi, he would definitely be able to subdue him in just a few moves!"

Fang Xiaoran, who was standing beside her, ignored Chen Ling. She curled her smile and looked at the man who looked crazy and kept chopping the knife with a serious look, and was also confused.

Before, she could see the fluctuation and shrinkage of Chen Qian's right arm clearly and understand the meaning of it.

"What is he thinking? With his Qi and Blood Realm cultivation, as long as he turns to attack, he will soon be able to kill other horse bandits other than the enemy leader. At that time, the enemy will naturally retreat. Why bother fighting with the other party?"

The same question also appeared in Jiang Liu's mind, but he was more surprised by the true strength exposed by Chen Qian.

"This kid is a warrior in the Qi and Blood Realm! How old is he? He is younger than me, and he lives in the northwest. After hearing what Chen Ling said, he has not joined any famous sects. Why can he enter the Qi and Blood Realm?"

The surrounding horse bandits were quite a bit lost in the duel between Chen Qian and the leader and stopped rushing. Otherwise, Jiang Liu would be so distracted, he might be injured by the horse bandits.

Behind Jiang Liu, Wu Lei, who had already fought with the bandits, seemed at ease, and he almost didn't look at the opponent in front of him when fighting, and focused on Chen Qian and the leader with a hair dishevel in the distance.

Compared to others, he noticed another point.

"When the leader of the horse bandit swung his sword to block the enemy, his arms also increased. He was actually a martial artist in Qi and Blood Realm. However, he obviously had never practiced his strength and could not do any moves, so he was suppressed by Chen Qian."

He casually stabbed a horse bandit in front of him and fell to the ground, frowned.

"When did all the Qi and Blood Warriors fall into becoming horse bandits? Liu Sandao, the Longshoushan, became a horse bandit first, and then became Qi and Blood, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to rise up, so he did not join the forces. The man dressed in foreign tribes in front of him was actually a Qi and Blood Horse bandit. What is the mystery here?"

At this time, Guo Hou had already returned to his formation and began to command and resist, but he was still distracted from time to time and stared at Chen Qian.

Just as everyone was thinking differently, the encirclement of many horse bandits gradually completed, but Chen Qian was not afraid at all, but instead chopped his sword more frequently.

Great power!

Quickly!

Continuous!

finally!

collapse!

Another knife fell, and the horse under the crotch of the leader with a hair turned four hooves and fell down. The long sword in his hand also had already reached an astonishing level due to the continuous impact. Now the mount lost its hoof and changed its body. The arm loosened, and the long sword in his hand flew out!

"Good opportunity!" Guo Hou screamed.

"It actually..." Jiang Liu's expression changed.

"So fierce!" Liu Cao and others looked at each other in shock.

Chen Ling covered her mouth with a loss of voice.

Fang Xiaoran and Wu Lei frowned slightly.

"Babe!"

A round and slightly low voice sounded among the bandits, followed a cavalryman who was originally at the end of the team and rushed forward quickly.

Chen Qian didn't care about everything outside, and looked at the opponent who had lost his weapon beside him and smiled.

"I finally knocked off this intrusive weapon!"

The thought fell, and he swung his right hand to the side, and the long sword in his hand flew out directly, and inserted it into the body of a horse bandit's war horse not far away.

"What!"

Everyone who saw this scene almost changed their expressions.

"Why did he throw away the weapon?"

"Isn't this giving up the advantage?"

"I finally gave the enemy a hand, why did I let go of my sword?"

Questions filled everyone's hearts.

"This fool? Could it be that I have watched too many Ranger Legends and want to have a fair duel?" Chen Ling looked puzzled.

"No," Fang Xiaoran said, "He definitely didn't want a fair duel. He didn't expect that he could meet such a person in the northwest!" Her eyes were full of dazzling colors.

"Xiaoran, what does it mean?" Chen Ling was puzzled.

"He wants it..." Fang Xiaoran slowly spoke up.

"Practice boxing!"

"It's really for the sake of practicing boxing! No wonder there is no murderous intention!" Wu Lei stood on his horse, his eyes crossed the horse bandits who fell to the ground around him, and pointed directly at Chen Qian in the distance. He had noticed that although Chen Qian waved his sword and went around, he was seriously injured by a horse bandit, but he did not deliberately take his life. Obviously, his intention was not torture and kill him.

"From the beginning, the horse bandit was not Chen Qian's real goal, he only had one goal..."

At this time, Chen Qian had landed on the ground and fought with the leader with his hair. Both sides fists and feet, forming a strong wind cyclone around.

The bandits beside him dared not approach him.

Chen Qian punched with one punch and one palm, except for occasionally protecting his head, he had almost no defensive moves and had a desperate posture. The fights of the leader with a hair were not like the Middle Earth style. They were mostly twisting, falling, etc., and they also attacked and defended. In less than a few breaths, the clothes on their bodies were damaged by five or six.

The more Chen Qian hits, the more he looks happy on his face, while the more he hits the boss with his hair, the more shocked he feels.

Compared with Chen Qian's moves such as breaking the formation, snake hand, iron sand palm, etc., the leader with a disguised hair can be said to be indiscriminate. His limited number of fighting skills were also countered by Qian's backhand and he was ineffective and soon fell into a disadvantage.

Chen Qian fisted and kicked, either palms or claws, with his fleshy palms, and had several wounds on the body of the disheveled leader. Although he was also suffering from the other party's fist, as time went by, whenever he fisted, the big tendons in his body flew, gradually emitted a force and rebounded faintly.

The two were fighting fiercely, and suddenly, a round cry came from the side. Then, a harsh "buzzing" sound broke through the air, and a long whip swept towards Chen Qian!

"Damn it! It actually affected my perception of the change of strength. Now I am fighting with the horse bandit leader with a comparable cultivation level. I have already vaguely felt the clue of strength rebounding! How can I be interrupted!"

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Qian was furious and ignored the long whip, and did not dodge or avoid it. He was punched by the leader with his hair and punched it out, hitting the opponent's chest. The opponent immediately sprayed blood and staggered back.

Bang!

Chen Qian was also beaten by a long whip on his back, his clothes were broken and his skin was shattered!

Around him, a horse bandit knight saw the leader vomiting blood, and immediately became fierce and threatened.

ps: There is another chapter tonight.
Chapter completed!