"Senior, this place is not far from the base. Are you trying to do it here, aren't you worried about being discovered?"

Chen Xuan suddenly squeezed out a smile and looked at the old man in gray robe.

"Just two fish, you can solve it with your own finger."

The old man in gray robe looked cold and continued to walk forward.

"Senior, your surname is yours?"

Chen Xuan smiled.

The old man in gray robe looked cold and continued to move forward, saying, "There is no need to delay time. I have always been decisive."

"Uncle, you may be my missing person for many years. The more I look at you, the more I look at you."

Chen Xuan said solemnly.

The old man in gray robe sneered and said, "I don't have you, my nephew, die!"

call!

He used his palm power, and with a fierce and powerful wind, he whistled in an instant, hitting Chen Xuan's chest.

Chen Xuan cursed inwardly, and could only activate his internal force and use the [God of Transformation] to greet him. In an instant, the palm of his palm was pitch black as ink, emitting a pungent breath.

"Poisonous Power?"

The old man in gray robe's eyes chilled and he rushed away.

Bang!

The two of them collided with each other firmly.

The old man has profound internal strength, like a surging river, continuous, and in an instant, his internal strength spits dozens of levels, one more than another, terrifying, just like the waves behind him, striking the waves before him, endless, destroying withered and rotten.

He knew the terribleness of the Five Poison Sects. If he wanted to deal with the poison skills, he could only force the opponent's poison skills back with his deeper internal strength. Only in this way can he not get any contaminated and he can kill his opponent.

However, the moment his internal force surged, the old man's face changed and he realized that something was wrong.

Although his palm power was strong and rushed out continuously, it would be like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without any waves.

Not only that, the internal force in his dantian and chest was also leaking out quickly at a rapid speed.

In an instant, he lost three or four years of internal strength.

How is this possible?

He was shocked.

Can the other party absorb his internal strength?

The old man shouted angrily, hurriedly guarded his dantian, and at the same time shook his arms wildly. With a profound method of transporting power, he forcibly shook Chen Xuan's palm, and a little bit of his foot, drifted away in an instant, landing in the distance, and shaking his body.

He looked at his palm in shock.

The palm of my palm was covered with black and purple, and a trace of poison actually poured into my body along the route of withdrawing my internal force.

Damn, what kind of evil martial arts is this!

In just a moment, I actually lost nearly five years of internal strength!

Also seriously toxic?

He hurriedly sealed the meridians and acupoints on his arm, circulated his internal force, and forced out the toxins.

At this moment, Chen Xuan's body was also shaking and his arms were stinging.

His great skill of transformation has just reached a superficial level, and the meridians of the great skill of transformation have only been expanded to less than three levels. Just now, the old man's palm power was too strong. Even if he tried his best to dissolve, he still missed some of them. His arms were sore and his chest was stuffy due to the impact of the old man's internal force.

However, after the collision, he roughly figured out the true strength of the old man.

I'm afraid I'd be able to have internal strength for fifty or sixty years.

As long as I do it a few more times, I should be able to turn his strength into something like myself.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, used his internal strength to calm the severe pain in his chest and arms, and looked at the old man.

"Little beast, what kind of magical skills are you? It's a waste of resources to keep them in your hands. It's better to pass them on to me to carry forward them!"

The old man's eyes were full of greed.

call!

He suddenly rushed over again, almost to the extreme, bringing up a layer of fierce gale and appeared behind Chen Xuan in an instant. He did not dare to hit him with his palm again, but pointed it like a sword and directly pointed to the big acupoint on his back.

Bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, he tapped three times in a row, and each of them was a crucial acupoint in the human body. Chen Xuan made a muffled groan, his body staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

The old man was even more shocked and his fingers were so numb and his eyes were horrified.

"Horizontal practice! How is this possible?"

He said in disloyal.

Chen Xuan smiled grimly and turned around and threw out a bottle of low-concentration five-venom.

The old man's face changed, he hurriedly came out his palm, and the strong wind blew, knocking the bottle of five venom out.

Chen Xuan took the opportunity to pounce on the old man again, and his palms came out to take the old man straight.

The old man dared not greet him with his palm force. He nipped his feet and retreated wildly, while circulating his internal force, preparing to kill him with his palms in the air.

But Chen Xuan's speed suddenly accelerated, as fast as a shadow.

Eight steps to catch the cicadas!

Within eight steps, I am the only one who can be fast!

Whoosh!

As the old man approached in an instant, he went out to sea with two dragons and shot them with both hands.

"Damn it!"

The old man shouted angrily, but had to accept it.

If he didn't take it head-on, these two palms would definitely fall on him. Although he had a deep internal strength, he would not dare to resist like this.

Bang! Bang!

The four palms collided hard together, making a dull sound, but did not cause any scenes of strong winds whistling and falling leaves flying.

The old man's face was distorted, he shouted angrily, and he started to shake desperately.

The moment his palms were connected, he felt the same as before. His inner strength was uncontrollable and crazy, like a river breaking a dam, terrifying and unpredictable.

The meridians on both arms, all the flesh and blood swelled up, bulging and bulging, as if there was an airflow impacting, and all the clothes were dancing wildly.

"Hahaha…"

Chen Xuan laughed wildly, grabbed the old man's palm with both hands, and used the magic method to crazily transform.

Of course, his arms and chest were still in great pain during this process, because the old man's internal strength was too deep, and it was as if he had been stabbed by thousands of steel needles.

But this couldn't help but feel so happy!

The process of eliminating people's internal strength is simply exciting.

The old man's face was even more horrified.

His internal strength surged wildly, and he lost nearly ten years of internal strength again.

"Get out!"

He screamed in horror, quickly kicked Chen Xuan in the chest with a bang, kicked Chen Xuan out, and broke free again, landed in the distance, his body shaking, his head was dizzy, his hands and arms were all black.

Strands of toxic substances were constantly invading his body along his palms and arms.

He was completely scared.

What kind of evil martial arts is this?

How big is this? I have lost nearly fifteen years of internal strength?

How long does it take to practice hard to get back?

If I continue, wouldn’t I be sucked into a useless person?

Although the function of the Great Method of Transformation is to transform people's internal strength, the internal strength is surging outward during the process. People with Chinese skills often do not know that their internal strength has been transformed, and most people think that they have been absorbed.

At this moment, the old man looked at Chen Xuan as if he was looking at a demon.

He showed horror and turned around and ran away.

Zhou Qing on the side saw the old man trying to escape, so he hurriedly picked up his sword and wanted to chase him. But as soon as he chased after a few steps, his body suddenly became weak and felt that he could not lift a trace of strength all over his body, and he fell to the ground.

"Soft...soft gluten scatter..."

He said horrified.

When did he get soft tendons?

The old man also escaped more than ten meters and suddenly fell from mid-air, smashing hard to the ground, moaning in pain.
To be continued...