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Chapter 142: Skin refining and body cultivation, people will always kill them!

"Haha, Fang Chen, you are too arrogant."

Zhu Rong said disdainfully: "You deliberately pretended to have the Shen family's treasures. Do you really think no one will find out?" Chen is weak and can be bullied, can he be manipulated by you? "

"Fang Chen, stop talking nonsense."

Zhu Rong said impatiently: "You ruined my Zhu family's important affairs, and we have to settle this debt today."

"After all, you still covet what I have, so why make so many excuses."

Fang Chen sighed softly and said, "It's just a pity that you are not qualified to take away my things from Fang Chen."

"That's not necessarily the case."

He saw Zhu Rong wave his hand and said in a cold voice: "Kill him!"

Immediately, two strong men rushed towards Fang Chen, and their cultivation levels were both above the seventh level of Tongmai Realm.

 These two people are extremely fast, and they have the most powerful martial arts in their attacks, covering Fang Chen.

          

   Fang Chen’s figure was like a ghost, he easily dodged the two attacks and rushed towards Zhu Rong.

 Zhu Rong's face was calm, with only a sarcastic smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

 The two people who took action turned around, each took out a palm and pressed it towards Fang Chen.

This time, it was actually a bit faster than before.

 Seeing that Fang Chen was already within five steps of Zhu Rong, two attacks from behind were close at hand.

 But at this moment, Fang Chen suddenly backed away without looking back.

  "Ouch!"

  On Fang Chen's body, a Qi-Blood Dragon Elephant appeared, resisting these two strong attacks.

 At the same time, Fang Chen slightly bent his arms and hit the two people's chests with his elbows.

  "Crack!"

  As the sound of two bone cracks rang out, the two strong men at the seventh level of Tongmai Realm howled miserably on the spot and flew out.

 But Fang Chen's offensive did not stop there. His speed instantly reached the extreme level and he suddenly rushed in front of the two of them.

Before the two of them landed, Fang Chen gathered the spiritual power in his palms and turned into two mad lions of energy and blood, and rushed out angrily.

  "No!"

  The two Tongmai Realm experts looked frightened and begged for mercy, but it was already too late.

 Two bloody lions, with sharp claws, instantly tore the heads of the two strong men into pieces.

 Blood and brain matter were scattered all over the floor.

 After killing two people, Fang Chen suddenly turned around, looked at Zhu Rong, and said with a ferocious smile: "Next, it's your turn!"

 Seeing Fang Chen staring at him, Zhu Rong seemed to be facing a ferocious monster, with a horrified look on his face, and kept retreating.

  "Horse, save me!"

  Zhu Rong's voice was sharp and full of fear.

Fang Chen, on the other hand, used the extreme shadow body technique to quickly approach Zhu Rong, and struck Zhu Rong hard with his sharp palm wind.

 Even two strong men in the seventh level of Tongmai are no match for Fang Chen, let alone Zhu Rong.

 Just when Fang Chen was about to kill Zhu Rong with one palm, a powerful aura came instantly and headed towards Fang Chen to suppress him.

  "The peak of the Tongmai Realm?"

  This aura caused Fang Chen's complexion to change, and he quickly retreated without caring about Zhu Rong.

  "Want to leave?"

  A loud voice sounded, followed by an extremely overbearing and fierce wind, which hit Fang Chen fiercely.

 It was a middle-aged man with sinister eyes, a horse face, dressed in gray clothes, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with a fist as bright as fire, and punched Fang Chen in the chest.

      

   The Qi-Blooded Dragon Elephant reappeared, ready to block the opponent's punch.

  "Crack!"

  However, what surprised Fang Chen was that the middle-aged man's punch actually smashed the Qi-Blood Dragon Elephant into pieces.

  His fists kept hitting Fang Chen.

 On top of his fist, Fang Chen even saw an illusory dragon elephant of energy and blood, integrated with the fist.

  "Physical cultivation to enter the Skin Refining Realm?"

 Fang Chen's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't expect Zhu Rong to invite a body cultivator from the Tongmai Realm. His qi and blood were strong, and the meridians he opened were also extraordinary.

  The overall strength is definitely not inferior to an ordinary Linghai realm.

  "You have some discernment, but it's a pity that you will die today!"

 The middle-aged man sneered, the murderous intent in his eyes not diminishing at all, and his speed was three points faster.

  "That's not certain!"

  Fang Chen's mouth suddenly curled up with a cold arc, and then the dragon elephant in his body roared, forming a layer of crystal white light on the surface of his body.

 At the same time, there are patches of Qi and blood condensation on the skin.

  "Hey, you are also practicing in the Skin Refining Realm?"

  The middle-aged man raised his brows and seemed shocked.

  "Mountain-Suppressing Seal!"

  And Fang Chen has condensed a golden seal and suppressed it towards the middle-aged man.

   「Pfft!」

The golden seal exploded on the spot when the blow collided, but the middle-aged man also took a few steps back and looked at Fang Chen with a very solemn expression.

  "At such a young age, you have actually tempered your body to the level of skin refining. Your talent is truly extraordinary!"

   The middle-aged man looked at Fang Chen with a gloomy face, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

  If this son does not die, he will become a disaster!

  "Kill you with one move!"

  The middle-aged man's voice fell, he took a step forward, and the spiritual power in his body was released crazily.

 All spiritual power is concentrated on the right hand.

  "Blood-Shattering Palm!"

  The middle-aged man shouted low, and the sharp wind of his palm struck Fang Chen like thunder and lightning.

"It's the Broken Blood Palm!"

 Zhu Rong was overjoyed when he saw this.

 Blood-shattering palm is a mid-level Xuan-level martial arts skill that can shatter the entire enemy's energy and blood.

 Even the opened meridians will be shattered together, which can be described as extremely vicious.

                      

    Fang Chen's expression was calm, and the spiritual energy in his body flowed to his right palm faster than before.

 When his spiritual power reached its peak, Fang Chen pointed out.

  "One finger of spirit!"

  White jade fingers condensed from behind Fang Chen, like the bright moon in the night sky, with a white tail, pressing towards the middle-aged man.

    「地级Martial Arts?」

Feeling the breath fluctuation of the white jade fingers, the middle-aged man's expression changed again, and then he said in a cold voice: "Huh, even if you possess earth-level martial arts, how much power can you exert based on your cultivation level!"

With the murderous intent in his eyes reaching the extreme, the middle-aged man crossed his hands and blasted towards the white jade fingers like flying flowers through leaves.

 Blood-shattering palm can break Qi, blood and meridians, and it can also break martial arts!

  "Click!"

  However, the moment his hands touched the white jade fingers, the middle-aged man realized something was wrong.

 Because the power on this white jade finger is too terrifying, the supreme power that destroys everything, making people feel desperate.

 The middle-aged man's hands exploded directly, and blood sprayed out.

When the middle-aged man retreated in pain, the remaining half of his white jade finger cut through the space at a faster speed and directly penetrated the middle-aged man's chest.

  "Uh..."

  The middle-aged man looked at the blood hole in his chest in astonishment, with a look of confusion on his face.

  It seemed that until now, he had not thought that he would die in the hands of a junior who had just entered the Tongmai realm.


 Looking confused and desperate.

  There is even a hint of regret.

  "You...you killed the horse and offered it to you?"

 Zhu Rong looked at the corpse of Ma Zongfeng in shock, as if in disbelief, and then screamed: "How dare you?"

 "It's just an offering, just kill it."

 Fang Chen, full of murderous intent, walked towards Zhu Rong.

  "Those who kill will always be killed!"

   After saying this, Fang Chen's figure sprang out again.

This time, Hongmeng Sword Qi circulated in his right arm and pointed directly at Zhu Rong.

 He will kill this person tonight!