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Chapter 253, Killing and punishing the heart

The battle is imminent.

Hun Qianmo's body was skinny and his eyes were ashen.

Countless souls around him were howling.

There was a strange gleam in Hun Qianmo's ashen-like eyes.

"die!"

With a palm like a dead wood, he slapped it out.

Huge black handprints fell from the sky, and countless souls in the palms opened their bloody mouths to swallow everything.

The surrounding space was shattered inch by inch because it couldn't bear the coercion brought by the palm print.

"interesting."

Jiang Nan stretched out his hand and tapped lightly.

A stream of light rushed forward, and then turned into a ray of light that directly annihilated the huge black handprint.

Seeing this scene, Hun Qianmo was extremely surprised.

Although it was just a tentative attack, it was unexpected that it would be blocked so easily.

"Little friend has some skills."

Ten thousand zhang rays of light rushed towards Hun Qianmo.

Hun Qianmo raised his hand slightly, and countless black mist formed a black shield in front of him.

However, these shields were penetrated in an instant like paper paste in front of the overwhelming light.
Hun Qianmo only felt his eyes light up.

At this moment, he actually felt an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

This breath is more dangerous than when he besieged and killed Xiao Xuan thousands of years ago.

"will die."

Hun Qianmo didn't choose hard steel at this moment, but directly opened the space crack and got in.

The ten thousand zhang light missed Hun Qianmo and flew away into the distance.

In the end, the barrier of the soul world was smashed and submerged into the void.

This was just Jiang Nan's casual blow.

The force used is like a drop in the ocean.

next second.

Spatial fluctuations came from behind Jiang Nan.

A withered hand clenched its fist and struck from the void.

The strong wind brought by this punch was like a typhoon passing through.

After Jiang Nan noticed it, he turned around and stretched out his palm slightly.

Palms and fists collided.

In the next second, the surrounding space shattered, and the sound of terrifying explosions spread rapidly around.

Hun Qianmo's fists were like ocean waves, one wave after another.

The shadow of fists all over the sky shattered everything around.

Jiang Nan calmly stretched out his palm to catch every punch Hun Qianmo hit.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang!!!"

The sound of palms and fists colliding was like a gust of wind and rain.

There are also some strange sounds mixed in.

"Moda, Moda, Moda, Mooda, Mooda!!!"

Hun Qianmo leaned out from the void, and a savage look appeared on his face that was as dry as bark.

"die!"

Hun Qianmo turned his fist and stretched out a finger.

A frightening black light was emitted when the finger was lightly tapped.

Soul Clan Heaven Rank Fighting Skill, Finger of Withering.

This skill contains the power of death, and being hit by this skill will consume endless vitality if you don't die.

This is the magical skill of Yin people.

Withered refers to bringing everything around to death with terrifying force.

Jiang Nan looked at the black light that was close at hand, so he reached out and pointed forward.

"Dead finger".

The two black lights collided at close range.

The terrifying power of death exploded instantly and spread to the surroundings.

The green mountains and green waters instantly turned into dead soil and dead trees.

The pure energy between heaven and earth dissipated instantly after it came into contact with the power of death erupted by the dead finger.

The impact of the Heavenly Tier Fighting Skill shattered the surrounding space into pieces.

Hun Qianmo and Jiang Nan stood at the center of the explosion with zero distance.

In the shattered space, a figure fell from the sky and fell hard to the ground.

That person is Hun Qianmo.

Hun Qianmo's eyes were red. He has practiced the dead finger for thousands of years, and his realm has already reached the peak.

But the realm of the dead finger shown by that young man just now is not inferior to him at all.

How can this be?

"Who are you? How did you know the dead finger of our soul race?"

In Hun Qianmo's eyes, nothing but doubt is jealousy.

Such talent really shouldn't exist in this world.

On the horizon, Jiang Nan descended slowly through the void as if stepping on a staircase.

"Just took a look at it, and it took 0.0001 seconds to learn it, and I have reached the peak of practice by the way."

Jiang Nan said lightly, he didn't mind showing off his incomparably powerful talent.

"This is impossible."

Hun Qianmo never believed what Jiang Nan said.

There is indeed no shortage of geniuses in this world who can learn other people's exercises after just one reading.

But there is absolutely no genius who can practice the fighting skills he just learned to the peak in a short period of time.

"Don't you believe me? Then look good, Dead Finger."

Jiang Nan's long and slender fingers gently pointed towards Hun Qianmo below.

A black light fell instantly.

A sense of death filled the whole place.

It seems to make people see endless despair.

This is the artistic conception.

Hun Qianmo looked at the black light falling from the sky, and he saw the vegetation wither and everything wither.

But there is a touch of green in this withered world.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, Wan Muchun in front of the diseased tree.

At this moment, Hun Qianmo seemed to understand something.

True death refers to the cycle of life and death.

This is a state he has not reached.

"This is impossible."

Hun Qianmo burst out with intense black fighting energy all over his body.

The black grudge formed the appearance of a skeleton, and rushed towards the black light in the sky.

The terrifying skull was filled with endless black mist, as if it had plunged the world into a quagmire.

The withered fingers hit the skull, completely breaking it apart in an instant.

The black mist dissipated, revealing Hun Qianmo.

Looking at the dead fingers that were about to charge towards him, Hun Qianmo created countless space barriers in front of him.

With the mood of death, the black light easily passed through the space barrier and hit Hun Qianmo.

"puff!"

Hun Qianmo burst out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the body flew backwards.

The terrifying power led him to smash countless trees and rocks, and finally flew thousands of meters before stopping.

Jiang Nan slowly fell from the sky.

When Hun Qianmo flew upside down, it left a deep scratch on the ground.

I have to say that Dou Sheng's physique is very good.

Hun Qianmo is not dead yet.

Among the ruins composed of countless rocks and trees, an old arm stretched out.

It was Hun Qianmo.

Then the violent battle qi directly lifted all the sundries on him.

"Boy, I will definitely kill you. If a genius like you is not available to us, the Soul Race, we will kill him in this world."

Hun Qianmo's eyes were full of madness.

At this moment, he finally understood how terrifying the young man in front of him was.

The existence of this kind of freak is used to ridicule their efforts.

He has practiced the heaven-level fighting skills for thousands of years.

The opponent not only learned it at a glance, but also used it beyond his own cultivation realm.

I have practiced hard for thousands of years.

But it's not worthy of the other party taking a second look.

It hits people too much.

"You don't need to be hit like this. I may not use this trick in the future. After all, your trick is too rubbish. It took me less than a second to directly reach the artistic conception. It doesn't mean anything at all. No."

Jiang Nan spread his hands and said very easily.

Hun Qianmo gritted his teeth when he heard these words.

Jealousy, it's just too jealous.

"You die for me!"

Hun Qianmo burst out with astonishing fighting energy all over his body, and even the surrounding space was cracked because he couldn't bear the force.

The fog was thick, and thousands of palm shadows rushed towards Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan smiled slightly.

Then with a light pat, he wanted to kill someone.

(End of this chapter)