Chapter 287: I'd rather kill by mistake than let go
Although he suffered a huge impact on his body, Qian Yifei's will was extremely firm, and he must not fall down now, which was the only belief in his heart after falling. With this firm belief www.biquge.info Qian Yifei slowly opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed a fallen tree trunk next to him, struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Ning Jiaolong coldly.
Suddenly, Qian Yifei found that the internal organs that were originally gushing with blood had stopped bleeding at this moment, and a warm current suddenly appeared in the dantian, slowly flowing into the injured internal organs, repairing the damaged wounds extremely quickly.
It took only twenty seconds for Qian Yifei to stand up, and the damaged parts of the internal organs had recovered one-third, and the blood that had been pressed in Qian Yifei's throat slowly disappeared at this moment, and it seemed to have returned to his body.
Qian Yifei himself doesn't know why this warm current appears, but every time he is in a critical moment, when his body is seriously injured, a warm current will gush out of the dantian to repair his body, and the speed of healing is very fast, half of it can be recovered in just a few tens of seconds, as long as there is more time, I believe that it will be able to recover its combat effectiveness.
"You're good." Ning Jiaolong's expression became a little solemn, and his eyes when he looked at Qian Yifei became serious, "Kuiya's force value can only take these two hits. ”
"Come on!" Qian Yifei's fighting spirit became more and more vigorous, his eyes became red, and he stared at Ning Jiaolong with a hideous expression.
"Okay, let's take it!"
After speaking, Ning Jiaolong put his hands behind his back, like an old man taking a leisurely walk, and walked towards Qian Yifei leisurely, completely lacking the speed and courage of the first two punches.
However, at this time, the momentum exuded by Ning Jiaolong's body had a sense of returning to unity, which made Qian Yifei more vigilant, and his intuition told him that this last move was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and there must be infinite power hidden behind the calm.
"Damn!" Qian Yifei shouted, stared at the scarlet eyes, and rushed towards Ning Jiaolong with a fist.
This last move, Ning Jiaolong used the move of first suppressing and then raising, slowly approaching, in order to accumulate all the strength in the body, and then began to explode when approaching the target, this power is stronger than the rapid explosion, which is also Ning Jiaolong's trick to win with one blow.
In the two punches in front, Ning Jiaolong's speed was extremely fast, and even Qian Yifei could only see a phantom, and he was knocked down before he had time to make a move. But this does not mean that Qian Yifei will always be beaten passively, he is a person who will not let go easily if he has any opportunity, Ning Jiaolong's last move is obviously the most powerful move, Qian Yifei can only take the initiative and do his best to make the last fight.
Qian Yifei knows the gap between himself and Ning Jiaolong, if Ning Jiaolong is a giant, then Qian Yifei can only be regarded as a child, but even so, Qian Yifei also wants to fight, maybe there is such a glimmer of hope, if he is only beaten passively, it will not only lose on the surface, but even the only remaining self-esteem of a man will be lost.
Qian Yifei had a smile on his face, and there was a hint of excitement in his smile, which was the excitement that would only arise when he faced off against a master who was several times stronger than himself, at this moment Qian Yifei had no fear in his heart, there was just a fearless spirit, he put life and death aside, and there was only calm and excitement on his face.
The wounds in Qian Yifei's body had healed, and his strength was gradually recovering, and he urged the momentum of his whole body to slowly concentrate on his right fist. In just a few seconds, Qian Yifei's right arm swelled rapidly, seemingly full of irrepressible power, the surrounding air also became hot, and his right hand slowly emitted a trace of light, indicating the power that was about to explode.
"Huh?" Ning Jiaolong's slow-moving figure gradually approached Qian Yifei, but there was a look of doubt in his eyes, "I didn't want this kid's strength to come to this." ”
"Ahh Qian Yifei roared angrily, instantly sped up, and came to Ning Jiaolong's approach in the blink of an eye.
"It's a shame." Ning Jiaolong shook his head slightly, and at some point, his right hand suddenly appeared in front of Qian Yifei, and his open five fingers instantly grabbed Qian Yifei's fist and swung it towards him.
"Boom!"
Ning Jiaolong's body froze in place, his body did not move a single bit, and his right hand easily grabbed Qian Yifei's powerful punch. Suddenly, Qian Yifei's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to retreat quickly, but Ning Jiaolong's right hand was like a huge iron tong firmly fixing his fist, and all the struggles were in vain.
"Because you are the grandson of Qian Lao, I won't kill you." Ning Jiaolong said with a gloomy face.
Qian Yifei's expression was resolute, his scarlet eyes exuded bursts of light, and the warm current in the dantian gushed out faster and faster, quickly reaching all parts of his body, Qian Yifei felt that the potential in his body seemed to be stimulated again, and his strength was also growing rapidly.
Qian Yifei's imprisoned right fist couldn't move from the beginning, and slowly became loose, this line hoped to make Qian Yifei's heart excited again, and the speed of the power surge also increased exponentially.
Ning Jiaolong's expression was awe-inspiring, he also felt the slight changes in Qian Yifei, the power that was imprisoned in the palm of Ning Jiaolong was about to move, Ning Jiaolong was shocked in his heart, and stretched out his left hand and waved towards Qian Yifei.
At this moment, Ning Jiaolong's left hand gradually grew larger and larger in Qian Yifei's eyes, like the entire heaven and earth, completely covering Qian Yifei's sight.
Qian Yifei's breathing instantly doubled several times, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly concentrated on his right arm.
"Whew!"
A strong momentum burst out, and when Ning Jiaolong's left hand was about to die, Qian Yifei withdrew his right fist from Ning Jiaolong's hand, and then took advantage of this opportunity to punch Ning Jiaolong's temple with all his might.
Ning Jiaolong's expression remained unchanged, but there was a burst of essence in his eyes, and the roaring and powerful punch was once again grabbed by Ning Jiaolong's hand, and his left hand had been placed on Qian Yifei's chest at some point.
There was no sound, nor any blood, it was simply placed, as if it was touched gently, but it was such an inconspicuous moment, but the glimmer of life in Qian Yifei's eyes completely disappeared, his body suddenly trembled, and the powerful power disappeared at this moment.
Ning Jiaolong slowly let go of Qian Yifei's right fist, and without any support, Qian Yifei's body suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.
"Phoenix, you're here." Ning Jiaolong said lightly.
At this time, Xiang Mengfei, who was wearing a white dress, was standing at the edge of the woods and witnessing everything that had just happened.
Xiang Mengfei's face was still calm, but there were bursts of distress in her eyes, she slowly walked to Qian Yifei's side, looking at Qian Yifei's miserable face, there was a trace of change on her face after all, and a hidden pain appeared on Xiang Mengfei's face.
"This kid grows up fast enough, but it's still too weak for me." Ning Jiaolong said calmly.
"You said you wouldn't touch him until he wasn't strong enough." Xiang Mengfei gradually regained her composure and said lightly.
"My brother is my only relative." Ning Jiaolong said.
"But you know it's not him." A trace of murderous aura slowly appeared in Xiang Mengfei's eyes, and her expression became solemn.
"I'd rather kill by mistake than let go." Ning Jiaolong did not back down in the slightest.
Hearing this, Xiang Mengfei's body trembled violently, her eyes became firm and resolute, she gently stroked Qian Yifei's resolute but pale face, and slowly spoke: "Jiaolong, leave your right arm to atone for your sins." ”
The moment Xiang Mengfei's words fell, a thunderclap sounded in the sky, Xiang Mengfei's face did not have the slightest fear, her expression returned to a calm appearance, but this time, there was a trace of firmness on her face.
The rumbling thunder continued to sound, and the dark clouds in the sky were torn open under the shock of the thunder, and the rain fell in an uproar, with a trace of cool air, soaking people's faces and arousing infinite fighting spirit.
"Click!"
On such a thunderstormy night, no sound would go unnoticed, and the rain grew heavier and heavier, obscuring everything that had happened that night.
"Phoenix ......" Ning Jiaolong stood in front of the window, looking at the increasingly heavy rain outside, and muttered in a low voice.
Jin Cheng looked surprised, his body trembled slightly and stood beside Ning Jiaolong, looking at Ning Jiaolong's right arm with disbelief, the right arm swayed slightly under the strong wind, obviously broken, and the trace of blood coagulated in front of the window, but Ning Jiaolong's face did not even have a trace of expression, as if the broken arm was not his at all.
"Yifei, I bought it back for breakfast, I've already eaten it, you can eat it with Meng Fei in a while." Lin Xin'er opened the door of Qian Yifei's room and said.
Suddenly, Qian Yifei suddenly came to his senses and looked around, this was his room, because the light rain outside the window was still dripping, the room seemed a little dim and gloomy.
"How did I get back?" Qian Yifei looked surprised and said to himself suspiciously.
Qian Yifei's memory only stayed in the palm that Ning Jiaolong slapped on his body last night, the seemingly ordinary palm, like an open huge black hole, instantly sucked Qian Yifei's body, and then felt a strong force constantly invading his **, all the organs in his body were no longer his own, as if he was all scattered by this force, he couldn't even breathe, and Qian Yifei didn't remember everything after that.
And since he woke up, Qian Yifei didn't have any discomfort, and there was no pain in his body, and there were still bursts of warm currents surging in the dantian, but the speed was much slower, this feeling made him very comfortable, and the battle with Jiaolong did not cause any damage to Qian Yifei, but the strength in his body was a little stronger than before.
"What the hell is going on?" Qian Yifei held his head, closed his eyes, and tried his best to recall everything last night, but no matter what, the last memory was only Ning Jiaolong's palm, and there was no other impression at all.
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