He lowered his head, held on to the three-legged cauldron next to him, and slowly stood up.

This man covered in jet black lowered his head and looked calmly at his left hand.

He only has four fingers left.

Deep in the heart of the lake, a dragon carp jumped into the abyss, and was soon swallowed by an excited evil dragon.

Then.

The evil dragon transformed into a dragon, and the demonic flames surged into the sky. He immediately turned his head and ate up the other evil dragons who were watching!

Eat one in one breath.

The flood dragons fled in fear.

A killing that even the most ferocious creatures in the Heart Lake are trembling with fear has officially begun.

In the hall, a one-armed Confucian scholar raised his head and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

It has the smell of meat.

"What are you doing? Looking for death! How dare you!!"

An old man noticed something with his keen senses, his heart trembled, and he shouted angrily at the one-armed Confucian scholar who was standing still, saying nothing in a panic.

But under his feet.

But he took one step back...two steps...three steps...

The one-armed scholar suddenly opened his eyes.

This is a pair of bloody eyes.

The bloody-eyed Confucian scholar raised his left hand, brought it to his mouth, and gently bit off the broken middle finger on his left hand that was in the way.

Chew it, crush the finger bones, and swallow it.

Finally, the bloody four fingers were able to make a fist again.

Feel.

He felt the power between this "four-fingered fist".

He is a top-grade martial artist.

He has...nine breaths.

The bloody-eyed Confucian scholar took a ten-foot step, and in an instant he was in front of Mr. Qin Jian. He punched directly in the face. The old man flew backwards, hit the cold dragon coffin with a loud bang, and fell heavily again.

The cigarette pouch in his hand also fell to the ground beside him.

Qin Jianfu was bleeding from his nose and mouth, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out. His rickety body was bent and contracted like a shrimp, and he was coughing crazily.

The blood-eyed Confucian scholar with the body of a terrifying and alien dragon stepped out in one step, and in an instant he was in front of the old man whose body was only slightly stronger than that of the Fuyao realm after losing his spiritual energy.

The dragon coffin behind the latter still had the autumn breeze slowly leaking out.

In the deathly silence hall, the autumn air is rustling today.

It is appropriate to kill people.

"Er...Er!" The disfigured old Confucian scholar raised his head angrily with his mouth full of blood, but was met with a pair of bloody eyes.

In front of the dragon coffin, two Confucian scholars stood on one side and the other on their stomachs.

This time the position is reversed!

After testing Qin Jianfu's physique with a three-point blow, the blood-eyed Confucian scholar was neither arrogant nor impetuous.

He didn't waste a moment.

Bend your knees, turn sideways, and hold your fists.

This second punch was not reserved at all, and he used all his strength to hit the old man on the ground!

After a burst of sound.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Under the dragon coffin, a dull voice sounded.

There was no sound of bone cracking.

Zhao Rong's punch was like hitting a marshmallow, and the force was actually offset!

There are changes taking place on the field.

The blood-eyed Confucian scholar withdrew his fist and looked at it with an eyebrow. It turned out to be the gray pipe next to Qin Jianfu, with a strange gray halo emerging continuously from it, surrounding and protecting him.

He took the blow just now.

"Suffer it!"

Gui exclaimed, "This thing has a spirit. Although the owner has lost his spiritual energy and cannot activate it, its spirit senses danger and protects itself! This thing... is not simple!!"

The bloody-eyed Confucian scholar, who was silently thinking about the countdown, remained silent and continued to punch with all his strength!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

It still feels like it's stuck in a ball of cotton.

The strange halo coming out of the gray pipe tightly protected Qin Jianfu, who was staring at him in surprise, and even after being punched twice, he showed no sign of weakness at all!

"Four...five..." The blood-eyed Confucian scholar was not discouraged, he bent his knees and raised his fist mechanically, and punched away again.

Seeing this futile and desperate scene, Gui became a little silent.

Sure enough, it is simply harder to cross the three realms and kill an old monster in the Golden Core Realm than to reach the sky. A small accident will mean that the whole game is lost.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Qin Jianfu laughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and coughed violently, "Cough cough cough cough... hahahahaha..."

"I'm looking for death. I'm looking for death. You're a piece of trash! So what if you can scheme against me!? Any magic weapon on my body can make you helpless! So what if I'm just a ninth-grade warrior? An ant is an ant!"

The old man laughed very happily. This was the happiest laugh he had ever had tonight!

He just wanted this kind of script of "giving the other party hope and then making the other party completely despair"! God actually gave it to him! God is also on his side!!!

The blood-eyed Confucian scholar didn't seem to hear, he didn't even blink, pursed his lips tightly, and continued to pack his punches.

The gray tobacco bag lying on the ground was still emitting a steady stream of gray halo.

Qin Jianfu raised his body, sat under the dragon coffin, leaned against the wall of the dragon coffin, laughed and coughed, stretched out his hand, and tremblingly touched the Xumi object, as if he wanted to take out some other magic weapons.

But the hand was withdrawn midway.

Because right now he doesn't have the energy to open the Sumeru Object.

But Qin Jianfu was not in a hurry at all.

His old face smiled like a flower, and he looked happily and proudly at Zhao Rong, who was nearby and silently punching.

"Hahaha, how do you feel? How do you feel, little beast? Just say something! I have been patiently calculating for an entire afternoon, but in the end I couldn't even touch a hair on my head. Hahahahahahaha, you're a waste! When I regain my spiritual energy,

At once……"

At this moment, the mouth of the gray cigarette bag suddenly glowed!

It seemed like something was about to break out of the gray cigarette bag and break through the blockade!

The mysterious gray pipe of unknown origin trembled!

Suddenly, all the gray halo surrounding Qin Jianfu's body suddenly retracted and flowed into the mouth of the bag again, clinging to the mouth of the bag that was about to be broken open by some force!

This scene is like a stream flowing backwards.
Chapter completed!