"Let's look for the so-called 'battle qi' first!"

Qin Shen put away his thoughts.

Now take a step forward and start exploring this ancient battle hall.

Without taking two steps, Qin Shen stopped and stopped.

In front of him was a mysterious gas like a white cloud, but only about an inch long.

Although it is a gas, it appears to be solidified and does not dissipate into the air.

Moreover, on this gas, Qin Shen also felt a wisp of edge.

"Is this the fighting spirit?"

Qin Shen's eyes condensed slightly.

"Who?!"

However, suddenly, Qin Shen's body turned sharply, and his eyes were as sharp as knives looking at a position.

It was a small dirt bag.

Hearing the sound, a figure appeared next to the small earthen bag.

It was a young man in a fire robe.

In the palm of his hand, there was a gas about nine inches long, the same as the gas that Qin Shen had seen.

"Fire 1,000 yuan?"

Qin Shen recognized this figure.

If it wasn't the Huo Qianyuan who clashed between Tianjiaolou and Qin Shen before, who else could it be?

It's just that Huo Qianyuan saw Qin Shen at this moment, but there was no fear on his face, but he couldn't stop his ecstasy.

"Looks like the heavens are helping me!"

"You haven't gained a single wisp of battle energy, have you?"

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Huo Qianyuan's mouth, and he noticed that there was no 'battle qi' between Qin Shen's hands.

In Tianjiao Tower, he was forced by Qin Shen to kneel down and apologize with his palm, that kind of unprecedented humiliation, he will never forget it in his life.

Of course, if there was no such first link, even if Huo Qianyuan met Qin Shen at this moment, I am afraid that he would only be able to escape as far as he could.

But now, it's different!

He had nine inches of battle qi in his palm, but when he looked at Qin Shen, his hands were empty.

Qin Shen's eyes saw the nine-inch battle qi in Huo Qianyuan's palm, at this time, even if he hurriedly absorbed that inch of battle qi, I was afraid it would be too late.

A mere inch of battle spirit is naturally no match for a nine-inch battle spirit of 1,000 yuan.

Sure enough, luck is still very important.

Both of them entered the Ancient War Hall at the same time, but it was obvious that Huo Qianyuan's luck was better than Qin Shen's, and he had completely occupied the advantage at this time.

"I'll give you a chance now, do as I say, and I may spare you from the flesh and skin!"

Huo Qianyuan approached Qin Shen step by step, and a devil-like twisted smile continued to appear on his face.

"Who?!"

Suddenly, Qin Shen's face changed and he looked in another direction.

Huo Qianyuan's smile froze, and he also looked at Qin Shen's line of sight.

Little Shift!

Unexpectedly, when Qin Shen saw this, he subconsciously performed the "Little Shifting Technique", wanting to escape immediately.

However, as soon as it was unfolded, Qin Shen couldn't help but curse secretly.

This is the Ancient War Palace, how can the small transfer technique be used?

Unexpectedly, just when Qin Shen was thinking like this.

Qin Shen's figure had already flashed more than ten meters away.

This couldn't help but make Qin Shen stunned.

What's going on?

The little transfer turned out to be ...... Can it be used?

Although it is only more than ten meters, it cannot be compared with the ordinary small transfer technique, but it can indeed be used.

"The Holy Transmission Technique is not a martial art, and it is okay to urge it without Yuan Li. ”

"But if you don't use Yuan Force, you can also see that even though you have cultivated the Little Movement Technique to the Dacheng Realm, you can only teleport within a distance of more than ten meters!" the little fairy explained.

"I see!"

Qin Shen suddenly woke up, and was immediately overjoyed.

In this way, his Little Hundred Illusion Technique, Little Void Breaking Technique, Little Hell Technique, and Great Ghost Illusion Technique, including the Divine and Demon Disintegration Technique, the Qilin Qin Music Technique, and the inheritance of the Divine and Demon Alchemy Technique, can all be used?

It's just that the power may shrink to one hundredth, or even one thousandth.

Still, that's enough!

After all, no one else can even do it!

In other words, in this Ancient War Palace, those who have mastered the Holy Transmission Technique are simply equivalent to having more means than others!

Huo Qianyuan looked at Qin Shen's line of sight.

But they didn't see anything.

Then he saw Qin Shen's figure flash away quickly, which immediately made Huo Qianyuan react!

He fell for it hook line and sinker!

This damn guy is deliberately distracting him!

Trample!

He stepped on the ground with both feet and unleashed his most extreme speed to chase after Qin Shen.

In the palm of his hand, the nine-inch battle qi enveloped Qin Shen like a huge killing weapon.

However, the increase in the nine-inch battle qi is only the attack power of the fire thousand yuan, not the speed.

Qin Shen, who performed "Little Shifting Technique", naturally couldn't catch up with Huo Qianyuan.

But.

saw the fire thousand yuan chasing behind him.

As well as the nine-inch battle qi in Huo Qianyuan's palm, Qin Shen's mind was racing.

Perhaps, he can give it a try!

Anyway, if he can't beat it, he can still use the "Little Shifting Technique" to run away.

The nine-inch battle qi in Huo Qianyuan's hand was still very tempting.

"Little Illusion!"

Thinking of this, Qin Shen no longer hesitated and cast "Little Hundred Illusions".

It's just that at this time, Xiaobai's illusion technique was unleashed, and only a phantom clone was born.

However, for Qin Shen, it was enough.

"Invisible talent!"

Qin Shen's deity disappeared into the void, not only did he not escape, but instead took the initiative to go towards Huo Qianyuan.

Only one phantom clone was left in place.

Huo Qianyuan only saw Qin Shen suddenly split into two, and then one of the figures disappeared abruptly, and he was stunned for a moment.

But then he thought, he must have been dazzled.

And seeing that the phantom clone was standing in place and didn't escape, this couldn't help but make Huo Qianyuan overjoyed.

"On that day, you asked me to kneel in public in Tianjiao Tower, and today I will collect this debt from you!"

Huo Qianyuan's eyes flickered, and his body jumped into the air like an eagle spreading its wings, and the nine-inch battle qi in his hand slammed down on the legs of Qin Shen's phantom clone.

Qi Zhengyuan had strictly forbidden to kill people in any part of the competition ceremony, so although Huo Qianyuan wanted Qin Shen's life very much, he still didn't dare to do it.

Boom!

When the nine-inch battle qi of the fire of a thousand yuan bombarded the legs of Qin Shen's phantom clone, where could Qin Shen's phantom clone withstand it?

After all, the deity Qin Shen has no strength at all, and the so-called phantom clone is naturally more fragile than tofu.

With a single blow, Qin Shen's entire phantom clone exploded and dissipated into the air.

"What?!"

Huo Qianyuan looked at this scene in amazement, and his smile suddenly froze on his face.

"Hand over your battle spirit!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, a figure that was extremely familiar to Huo Qianyuan suddenly came from behind him, and accompanied by a fierce sword, directly slashed at Huo Qianyuan's palm with nine inches of battle qi.

"Ahh

Huo Qianyuan suddenly let out a miserable scream, although the bloodthirsty demon blade had been suppressed, it was not as strong as the Tongtian Spirit Weapon, but it was also much sharper than the ordinary blade.

With a slash, the nine-inch battle qi suddenly broke away from Huo Qianyuan's palm.

(End of chapter)