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Chapter 767 Idol
  "Hehe, please!"

Qin Yu had a smile on his face and a relaxed look on his face, looking very cool.

In fact, I felt quite panicked.

In the late stage of Baodan realm, it is actually not too scary. What is scary is that people have weapons in their hands.

When ordinary people fight, their fighting power can be doubled with a kitchen knife, let alone a master of this level.

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon!"

Old Huang trembled in the wind, and the soft sword let out a soft cry. The next second, Xinzi, like a poisonous snake, swallowed the cold sword energy and reached Qin Yu's chest.

Kang dang
  click
  Qin Yu didn't want to die yet, so he would naturally fight back. Two steel pipes crossed his chest, blocking Old Huang's soft sword.

Of course they do!
  The soft sword easily cut through the steel pipe and continued to advance towards Qin Yu's chest.

Shura finger!
  Qin Yu didn't dare to hide it anymore, and hurriedly flicked his fingers, and a sharp blast of Qi was shot towards the center of Old Huang's eyebrows like an arrow.

If Lao Huang insists on piercing his heart with a sword, then he will definitely be shot in the head.

In this situation, the only way to attack the enemy is to save him and force Lao Huang to withdraw.

"what?"

Sure enough, Old Huang's eyelids twitched and his body slid out sideways.

He failed to kill Qin Yu with this sword, but Qin Yu's Shura finger also failed to hit Lao Huang.

The main reason is that Lao Huang's cultivation level is higher than that of Qin Yu. If the two of them are in the same realm, Lao Huang will definitely not be able to avoid him.

"Shura finger?"

Old Huang looked at Qin Yu without blinking, and his voice was a little nervous and excited: "It's been a whole month, I didn't expect Shura Finger to reappear in the world!"

"Uh, do you know Shura Zhi?"

Qin Yu took two steps back without leaving a trace, kept a safe distance from Lao Huang, and stuffed a Qi-Building Pill into his mouth.

In an instant, he was resurrected with full blood and mana.

If Lao Huang didn't have the Qi-Building Pill, he would have three lives, so it would be possible to kill him.

"Of course. Sixty years ago, I was lucky enough to see it with my own eyes. Kill one person with one finger and leave no trace for thousands of miles. However, what you used does not look like Shura Finger, but more like Itchy Finger!"

Lao Huang actually complained about the power of Qin Yu's Shura finger.

"Well, what can I do? My cultivation is limited!"

Qin Yu said depressedly.

"You are only in your twenties, and you have broken through the Dan Bao Realm. You still have a bright future. At my age, you may not be able to break through the Cave Fire. Hey, I'm going too far. I almost forgot that tonight is Coming to kill you. Go ahead."

Lao Huang shook his soft sword and approached Qin Yu step by step again.

"Swish"

But this time, Lao Huang's attack was much slower, and his momentum was not as fierce as before.

Well, is Lao Huang really mad?

Qin Yu showed a suspicious look, but still did not dare to be careless. He was not familiar with Lao Huang and did not understand his character. Who knows what tricks he was playing.

The body tilted, and a seven-injury punch burst out.

"Sure enough, you can do the Seven Injury Fist that has been lost for so many years!"

Lao Huang became even more excited, and his eyes even turned red.

Qin Yu was confused. What did this old Huang mean?
  "Do you know the name of this sword technique?"

Lao Huang suddenly looked at Qin Yu and asked.

"do not know!"

Qin Yu shook his head.

"This sword technique I have has only seven moves. Each move is more powerful than the last. The last move can superimpose all the previous forces together. It is called the Seven Killing Sword Technique!"

Lao Huang looked proud.

"Um, you won't tell me the Seven Killing Sword Art, we are from the same school, right?" Qin Yu asked in a daze.

"No matter whether we are from the same school or not, my identity tonight is that of a killer, and I have my own principles for doing things. If I should kill you, I will kill you anyway!"

Lao Huang's words were ambiguous, his eyes kept wandering on Qin Yu's hand, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, which seemed to be harder to suppress than AK.

In fact, when this expression appears on the boss, it gives people an evil and arrogant feeling. However, it appears on a wrinkled face, which is a bit strange and intriguing.

"Uh, that's nonsense!"

Qin Yu originally thought that he could build some connections and get Lao Huang to let him go. He was at a higher level than him and had weapons in his hands, so it would be difficult for him to defeat him.

Unexpectedly, he was so principled that he still wanted to kill himself.

This is a scam.

"Come on, keep going"

Lao Huang flicked his wrist, and his body kept moving around, and his pace was not ordinary. The soft sword in his hand was like a spirit snake spitting out a message, and it looked quite gorgeous.

Within a breath, he was in front of Qin Yu.

"Hepatostimulating Technique!"

Qin Yu was at a disadvantage with his bare hands. You can only use the Seven Injury Fist and rely on its violent power to resist.

"Not enough, you are too weak!"

Lao Huang slapped the hilt of the sword, and the soft sword seemed to be on stimulants. He stabbed forward again, only one centimeter away from Qin Yu's chest.

The cold sword energy caused goosebumps to appear on the skin of Qin Yu's chest.

"Grass Seven Injuries General Technique!"

Qin Yu also saw that Lao Huang had no intention of showing mercy at all. If he didn't show some unique skills, he might be stabbed through the heart with a sword.

Suddenly, two fists came out, and the strong wind continued to spin, blasting towards Lao Huang.

The black air current in the Dantian is also rotating at high speed, and there are faint signs of swallowing up the original Qi that he has cultivated, the size of a peanut.

boom.
  After a second at most, the black airflow successfully swallowed up the original energy that he had worked so hard to cultivate.

But the realm has improved, reaching the middle stage of Dan Bao.

Did you break through in the battle?
  Qin Yu was surprised and happy. The black air flow replaced the original energy. He didn't know whether it was good or bad. But breaking through a small realm can be regarded as a slight compensation.

It seems that there are no side effects after using the Seven Injuries Secret Art. It seems to be related to breaking through the realm.

However, Lao Huang's sword was still pressed against his chest, so he didn't have the time to think so much. The true energy continued to surge, and the strong wind made Old Huang unable to open his eyes.

"Yes, that's it!"

"Seven Killing Sword Technique - Asura Hell!"

Lao Huang shouted loudly, and his sword energy became more violent, and the bluestone slabs that were finally re-paved on the ground flew into the air again.

It crackled like a firecracker, being crushed into pieces by the sword energy.

And his soft sword passed through Qin Yu's armpit.

bang bang
  Lao Huang's chest was sunken and was hit by Qin Yu's fist, but he didn't have any pain on his face, and even looked a little satisfied.

Deng Deng
  Lao Huang took a few steps back, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Old Huang, why are you doing this!"

Qin Yu was shocked. How could a top assassin stab his sword and pass through his armpit? What's more, masters in the Dan Bao realm have true energy to protect their bodies. His Seven Injury Fists are powerful, and it is impossible to kill Lao Huang with one move.

Unless, he himself dissipated the body-protecting energy and forcefully received his own punch.

It's incredible.

"hehe."

Old Huang put away the soft sword and hid it in his waist. He coughed and said, "Because I know your martial arts skills and this ring. It belonged to my idol sixty years ago. After he disappeared, I I felt uncomfortable for a long time, but I didn’t expect that sixty years later, I would meet his descendant. Ahem."

Lao Huang's momentum became weaker and weaker, but his voice became much louder: "If my idol is still alive, please tell him. I, Huang Changsheng, am his fan!"

(End of this chapter)