C152 Injuries to both sides

"Little bastard, you're courting death."

The old man cursed and took out a strangely shaped flute to play with.

Soon, a bizarre sound rang out.

In the sky, the horde of wasps blotted out the sky as they charged towards Zhao Qiang.

On the ground, thousands of poisonous snakes quickly crawled towards Zhao Qiang.

The old man laughed sinisterly as he moved the flute faster and faster.

Zhao Qiang used the Divine Shadow Steps to dodge the attacks. He discovered that these poisonous wasps and poisonous snakes had tough skin and flesh, and their life force was extremely powerful and difficult to destroy. This was not the most frightening thing.

"Little bastard, I know you are immune to poisons, but so what? I am a god in my world. You can't win against me, I will slowly torture you to death, haha …"

Zhao Qiang knew that the old man wanted to slowly exhaust his spiritual power, and then let him use the meat on the chopping board as he pleased. Zhao Qiang knew that the old man wanted to slowly exhaust his spiritual power, and then let him use the meat on the chopping board as he pleased.

Taking advantage of this opening, Zhao Qiang used 'Divine Shadow Steps', and shot towards the old man like a cannonball. Using the two most dangerous moves of the Godly Boxing, he struck towards the old man's vital parts.

All of this happened in a flash.

The old man was taken aback. It was too late to dodge, so he could only meet force with force.

"Boom!"

Two different forces collided, and a loud explosion resounded.

Zhao Qiang's expression changed and he retreated two or three steps back before stabilizing his body.

The old man took two steps back and glared at Zhao Qiang in shock and anger. He originally thought that he had thought too highly of Zhao Qiang, but he didn't expect that he had still underestimated him.

Zhao Qiang felt a chill in his heart. From this move, it was obvious that the old man had the upper hand. He was truly a formidable opponent! He was not discouraged and once again launched a powerful attack.

"Little bastard, do you think that this old man only knows how to deal with these poisonous creatures? You are completely wrong, I will let you have a taste of the Seven Desolate Ghost King Fist that this old man created. "

The old man's aura changed. He put away his flute and assumed a strange posture. The fists he held up suddenly grew larger, faintly flashing with a dazzling black light.

"Ghost King Batian."

"Fist Break World."

"…"

In just a few minutes, Zhao Qiang and the old man had exchanged more than ten moves. In the end, their speed became faster and faster. From afar, only two black shadows could be seen.

"Little bastard, I didn't expect you to be so capable. If you hadn't ruined my plans, I would have truly accepted you as my disciple." The more the old man fought, the more shocked he became. To have such a cultivation at such a young age, as long as he was properly nurtured, he would definitely become a well-known figure in the future.

The corner of Zhao Qiang's mouth twitched as he scolded with disdain, "Old bastard, with that little strength of yours, are you worthy to be my master? It's so funny, aren't you just begging me for mercy because you're scared? "

"Little bastard, you're courting death."

The old man was angered to the point that his face turned black. He then used another killing move to attack.

Zhao Qiang had gone all out with the old man, and after getting slightly injured, he intentionally left an opening for the other party to exploit.

The old man felt that he had the upper hand, so he didn't think too much about it. He immediately attacked with all his might.

At this critical moment, a cold light flashed across Zhao Qiang's eyes. He suddenly changed his move and his entire body flew up. He flipped in the air and attacked the old man's head with his palms that contained 100% of his spiritual power.

This situation was unavoidable. The old man cursed a few times, gritting his teeth as he braced himself.

"Boom!" "Boom …"

The two palms collided, and the entire ground seemed to tremble violently.

After a minute, the old man's legs sank into the ground. He glared at Zhao Qiang while gritting his teeth and said, "Little bastard, to force this old man to this extent is already something to be proud of. This old man will make you die a graveless death."

With a strange smile, the old man suddenly retracted one of his hands. He formed a seal and shouted, "Forbidden formation, activate!"

As soon as his voice fell, Zhao Qiang felt as if he was pushed by a mysterious ancient power. He screamed in pain and fell heavily onto the ground, creating a deep hole. His face was as pale as wax paper. He could not help but spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

If he hadn't relied on the power of the Spirit Formation, he would not have been able to take care of Zhao Qiang. It must be said that to have this strength at this age, he was truly a monstrous genius. If he were to offend someone like this, he would have to kill them off; otherwise, he might have been killed by Zhao Qiang the next time.

"Little bastard, remember, in your next life, don't offend people you can't afford to offend. Otherwise, you'll die quickly."

Zhao Qiang wiped off the blood on his mouth and coldly said as he stared at the old man, "Old bastard, do you think you will win for sure?"

The old man was stunned for a few seconds. Then, he reacted and said in a low voice, "Do you think you still have the ability to fight me with your current state? I said that I was a god in my barrier and you would never be able to win against me. "

"You're still a god? Bullshit, I'm dying of laughter." Zhao Qiang knew that he was in a dangerous situation, but he would never lower his head to the old man. Even if he died, he would drag the old man down with him.

"Little bastard, you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Good! This old man will send you on your way. " The old man was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he raised his hand and smacked Zhao Qiang's head.

Right at this moment of life and death, Zhao Qiang suddenly smiled strangely and jumped up from the ground. He used the last bit of his spiritual power to use 'God's Confinement'.

The old man was instantly unable to move. His face revealed an extremely terrified expression. What kind of secret skill was this? To be able to hold him back in his barrier was just too terrifying.

It was at this time that the Godly Boxing crashed into the old man's body like a tidal wave.

After the battle, Zhao Qiang no longer had any spiritual energy left in his body. He could no longer hold on and he fell to the ground with a loud 'boom'.

"Wow!"

The old man's face turned ugly and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood before falling to the ground.

"Old bastard, didn't you want to kill me? Come on! Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me, haha! " Zhao Qiang laughed heartily as he used the heaven-defying technique recorded in the《 Heavenly Book of Medicine》 to treat his injuries.

He took out a small black bottle from his bosom with great difficulty, and very reluctantly took out a pill to consume. A minute later, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, his face returned to normal, and he stood up, trembling.

"You little bastard, you really are despicable! You wasted my only Spring-Returning Pill! I'm going to kill you and feed your corpse to my treasures! Haha!"

Zhao Qiang let out a bitter laugh. He had done his best, but he still couldn't pull this old fogey to his back. Was he really going to die here today? He hated the old man and hated him even more for not being strong enough. If he could really absorb all the spirit energy handed down to him by the Sister Xiao Bai, then he could definitely kill the old man in an instant.

"Little bastard, I'll send you on your way. Die!"

The old man took a step forward. Just as he was about to attack, he saw a figure strangely appear beside Zhao Qiang.