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Chapter 137: Still eating

Cultivators are also good at martial arts. He immediately leaned on this blood and pounced angrily. At the same time, the ghost head knife in his hand also slashed out viciously against Qin Chao's neck.

"Dang!" a crisp chirp. Qin Chao sat there with a smile on his face, motionless, letting the other party's ghost head knife fall on his neck.

But Zeng Yishu was shocked, he felt as if his knife had been cut on the iron plate, the blade of the knife was constantly trembling, and the tiger's mouth felt a tear-like pain, and he almost dropped the ghost head knife.

"Damn, what the hell!" the thing actually shouted, and withdrew the ghost head knife, and the muscles on his arm swelled twice, looking like the flesh was about to burst, which was very hideous and terrifying.

He roared, and with the strength of his whole body, he once again shone on Qin Chao's neck and slashed it fiercely.

"Whew!" the wind sounded, and it seemed that the air had been torn apart by Zeng Yishu's knife.

"Dang!" was still a crisp sound, Zeng Yishu's hands were numb, and the ghost-headed knife actually came out of his hand, flying into the air whirringly, and the knife was in the ceiling of his head.

And he himself was shocked and took several steps back, his hands trembled, and he did not listen to him for a long time.

"Mo Fei, could it be that you have practiced the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt!" Zeng Yi, there was some panic in his voice.

"Actually......" Qin Chao looked at this Zeng Yishu with some pity, and suddenly said mysteriously, "Actually, I am ...... Hulu Little King Kong!"

"!" Zeng Yishu listened very carefully just now, and really thought that this guy was a master of both internal and external kung fu. Unexpectedly, when I heard the end, I was still playing myself.

"Yellowmouth child, I'm going to tear you apart!" the book screamed, and took two steps forward, and the ground shook with a loud bang. He stretched out his hands and put them on Qin Chaodi's shoulders, his face was hideous, the muscles on his arms swelled, and the blood vessels twisted like earthworms.

"Huh.

And Zeng Yishu was almost overwhelmed by his strength, and his heart was shocked.

"Bang!" Qin Chao rolled down, flew up, and kicked Zeng Yishu in the chest.

"Kick kick!" Zeng Yishu took four or five steps back in a row, and finally hit the shelf behind him. Some vases and other things on the shelves all fell down and bloomed on him.

"You broke these things!" Qin Chao fell to the ground, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly said, "You have to remember to compensate!"

"Compensate you Malegobi!" Zeng Yishu was mad, and suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of black and smelly blood. Qin Chao's kick just now was not light. In addition, he has been possessed by yīn ghosts for so long, and yīn's soul has also received a lot of damage.

He immediately took out a small black porcelain bottle from his trouser pocket, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into his mouth.

When he swallowed a pill, his pale face immediately became a little more bloody.

Qin Chao's eyes lit up, what he ate, it seemed that the injury was much better...... Could it be that this is the legendary essential medicine for upgrading and slashing monsters, the red potion?

Of course, it's just a metaphor. Qin Chao knew in his heart that this should be the medicine refined by the Cultivation Realm to restore vitality.

Cultivating the truth is the vitality in the human body. The fighting in the cultivation realm also relies on the vitality in the human body. If the vitality is seriously injured, it will take a long time to recover by self-cultivation alone.

Relying on food to replenish it is a bit too cumbersome. So, there is this convenient medicine. As long as a small pill can replenish a lot of vitality in an instant.

The cultivation of ghosts by the people of this Yama Sect is inherently harmful. Therefore, they have a unique pill recipe, which can be refined to replenish the vitality they have lost.

Qin Chao saw Zeng Yishu stuffing the small bottle back into his trouser pocket, and immediately moved his mind.

"Boom!" This Zeng Yishu's eyes were red, and he laughed twice, like a little giant, stretched out a pair of giant hands and grabbed towards the Qin Dynasty.

Double yīn soul possession, strength is also geometric growth, Zeng Yishu felt that this time it would definitely be able to tear the Qin Dynasty in half.

"Sister, brother!" Qin Chao didn't want to be this test subject, he took two or three steps back, dodging Zeng Yishu's outstretched hands.

At the same time, he raised his right hand, and the ghost head knife inserted in the ceiling immediately shook twice, and with a "Cangchang!" sound, it popped out of the ceiling and fell into his hand.

"Give me back my knife!" Zeng Yishu roared angrily, and he was even more angry when he saw Qin Chao take away his love knife. Pulling out his legs, with a roar, he chased after the Qin Dynasty.

"Go!" Qin Chao threw up the ghost head knife, and at the same time waved his left hand, pointing at Zeng Yishu who ran over from the opposite side.

The ghost-headed knife immediately flew out as if it had taken a stimulant, and suddenly it was in the arm of Zeng Yishu.

"Ahh

The flesh and blood in his body were stirred, and the ghost head knife was like a greedy tiger, devouring himself in one bite.

Zeng Yishu was sweating profusely, and his aching soul was trembling. He was still quick to react, frowned, stretched out his other hand, and forcibly tore off his middle arm and threw it to the ground.

When the arm fell to the ground, it was very dry, like a broken branch.

Zeng Yishu wailed, forcibly controlling the qi and blood in his body and not flowing out of his broken arm. At the same time, he took out his small porcelain bottle of black sè and prepared to take a pill.

"I'm sorry, I asked for this. ”