Chapter 6890 The frustrated Holy Lord

Suppression, if manifested in a fight, is when one party is significantly stronger than the opponent, thus giving the opponent a feeling of being unable to counterattack. At this moment, Saint Qinglin, who was originally very aggressive and thought he could easily capture Qin Fengming, felt a suppressed feeling of being powerless.

That kind of suppression situation was something that Saint Qinglin had never thought of.

He, a real Mahayana of the demon world, would be suppressed by a human monk who was an aggregation monk a thousand years ago. No one in the world of immortals would believe this.

But now, the cruel reality appears in front of Saint Qinglin.

Feeling the violent blows coming from his arms again and again, a wave of severe pain that seemed to be broken surged through his body and passed through his mind, and the horror in the heart of Qinglin Holy Lord appeared.

He couldn't imagine how a monk from the realm of human gathering, whom he had never paid attention to a thousand years ago, could be so strong and tough now. Not only is his physical body tough, but his burst of energy is significantly more powerful than his demonic body.

It seemed that when he faced this human monk, he was a ferocious beast even more ferocious than him.

As the two sides fought at close range, the speed of Qinglin Holy Lord's arms dancing to resist was obviously lagging behind, and heavy punches hit his body one after another.

With each blow from his fist, Saint Qinglin suddenly felt as if his internal organs were being directly attacked, making it difficult for him to hold on any longer, and a roar rang out from his closed mouth.

Reaching behind, Saint Qinglin could no longer keep up with the attack speed of Qin Fengming's fists.

He only felt that Qin Fengming's figure was everywhere around his tall body, and the weak spots on his chest and back were attacked by the opponent almost all the time.

Holy Lord Qinglin could no longer hold on any longer, so he opened his huge mouth and howled out involuntarily due to the severe pain. It seemed that only crying out could relieve the severe pain in his body.

As a former Mahayana, Saint Qinglin certainly understands that in a purely physical fight, he is completely at a disadvantage. But at this time, Holy Lord Qinglin suddenly felt panic in his mind.

Because he suddenly discovered that facing Qin Fengming's violent physical attack, even if he tried to use strange movements to escape, he couldn't do it.

No matter what kind of movement skills he used, even if he used the flying escape technique without hesitation, he could not distance himself from Qin Fengming at all. Qin Fengming was like a bone-attached maggot that followed him everywhere and couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he shook it off.

And even if Saint Qinglin activates his various magical attacks,

There was no way to pursue Qin Fengming.

Every time an attack was launched, Qin Fengming had escaped from his gaze and hid behind his tall body. There was no pause in the attack, and the sound of punches and bangs resounded one after another, shaking the world.

As the attack landed on his body, Saint Qinglin felt a sudden chill running through his body. He suddenly discovered that although Qin Fengming's movements were extremely fast, the punches were not in random places, but were always attacking at several fixed locations on his body.

In the midst of the lightning-like dodge and pursuit of both sides, every attack by Qin Fengming was able to hit a fixed position accurately, which made the chill in the heart of Saint Qinglin not dissipate. This is enough to show that the opponent is extremely fast in this situation. During the attack, he was still calm and did not attack randomly at all.

And the severe pain transmitted into the body of Saint Qinglin from those places of bombardment made Saint Qinglin's liver and gallbladder burst.

He clearly understood that if one of those locations was blasted by Qin Fengming, causing damage to internal organs, he would be seriously injured.

Such a dangerous situation was definitely not what Saint Qinglin had expected before.

Even if he was wary of Qin Fengming's Chi You True Demonic Art, he never thought that the physical fight between the two sides would be so one-sided.

After enduring several punches from the opponent, a roar suddenly rang out from the mouth of Saint Qinglin. Sound waves like turbulent waves suddenly centered on Saint Qinglin and suddenly impacted in all directions.

The sound waves suddenly appeared, and the void suddenly showed violent shock waves. The void was twisted, and the eardrum-shaking screams passed through the sky and the earth. In the void around the Qinglin Holy Lord, streaks of sonic blade lights visible to the naked eye suddenly shot out, overwhelming the sky and the earth. Different cuts were made in all directions.

Qin Fengming's body suddenly disappeared, and when he flashed again, he had appeared on a mountain peak hundreds of miles away. Looking at the Qinglin Saint who suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, Qin Fengming secretly said a pity in his heart.

Mahayana, although its realm has been suppressed in the realm of chaos, its strength cannot be underestimated.

Qin Fengming tried to activate Bihunsi or Nightmare magical powers several times, but he was dodged or endured by Holy Qinglin. On two occasions, Bihunsi was physically blocked by Holy Qinglin and was unable to perform any feats.

The two sides engage in close combat, and the use of secret arts and magical powers can cause the other party to sense strange fluctuations. Unless they forcefully support the opponent's physical attack, they can only be interrupted or evaded.

After Qin Fengming tried, he did not use any other magical powers. He just used the rapid movement of the Magic Light and Shadow Technique to hammer the tall body of Saint Qinglin with both fists.

Qin Fengming rarely used his physical strength like this. He danced with his fists, using boxing skills to circulate the strength in his body, and swung out continuously. The smoothness made him forget that this was a life and death fight.

It wasn't until he suddenly felt a surge of violent energy within Saint Qinglin's body, and then a terrifying sound wave erupted, that Qin Fengming stopped attacking and fled away.

It wasn't that Qin Fengming couldn't withstand the chop of the waves, but that the strength in his chest was relieved.

Sound waves swept past, Qin Fengming looked at the tall body standing in the void, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

The Holy Lord Qinglin at this moment cannot be described in just one word.

Holy Lord Qinglin was not fatally injured, but at this moment, Holy Lord Qinglin could be described as having a bruised nose, swollen face, and bruises all over his body.

Qin Fengming relied on the strange and rapid movements of the magic light and shadow, and launched a violent storm of attacks around the Qinglin Saint. The former Mahayana being could no longer use magic to cover the hammer marks on his body.

If it is just a few punches, even if it is swollen, it can be easily smoothed and eliminated with the power of Qinglin Saint.

But this time it wasn't just a few punches, but hundreds of punches and kicks all over the affected areas. Even the rough and thick skin of Saint Qinglin has been damaged, which is shocking.

An extremely ferocious angry roar suddenly rang out from the mouth of Saint Qinglin, who had escaped the physical attack:

"Junior, if I don't capture you and refine your soul today, I won't be Qinglin!" With a shocking roar, an extremely violent momentum suddenly burst out, impacting all directions.

The tall and swaying trees that had been destroyed all around were making wild rustling sounds. They seemed to be conscious, and were frightened by the sudden momentum and became frightened.

At this moment, Saint Qinglin's heart was filled with shock, anger and fear at the same time.

He saw that Qin Fengming was physically powerful. Or is it just that he has such a terrifying body at the early stage of the Xuan level? If Qin Fengming is given room to grow, and when he truly advances to the Mahayana, then he may have no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy in front of Qin Fengming.

"Old man, your physical body is no match for Qin. You think you can defeat Qin with your magical powers, magic weapons, and sharp weapons. It's really a dream. Today Qin will subdue you and kneel down to beg for mercy."

Qin Fengming felt happy in his chest, glanced sideways at Saint Qinglin, and spoke lightly.

As he spoke, the incantation in his body was activated, and invisible stars filled the air. He moved lightly and continued towards the Holy Lord Qinglin.

Saint Qinglin snorted coldly and did not speak, but a majestic demonic energy surged out of his body, and his huge arm suddenly waved out.

Immediately, a strong wind roared up, and the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth swept like a whirlwind, suddenly gathering around Qinglin Saint. Sand and rocks flew, the sky and the earth changed color, and a terrifying aura that made Qin Fengming suddenly stagnated suddenly appeared in front of the tall and tall figure. On the body of Saint Qinglin.

"Junior, my realm has been reduced, but my attack is a sealing secret technique, and the power of the attack has not been reduced much. Not to mention that you are in the early stage of Xuan level, even at the peak of Xuan level, I can kill you with one strike. This is originally for Those Mahayana preparations will be wasted on you once, and you will die without regrets."

As the violent energy gathered, a rumble of words suddenly sounded in the violent hurricane.

Following the shouts of Holy Lord Qinglin, his tall body suddenly raised his right hand, and in his palm, a ball of green and black light flashed out.

The light ball suddenly appeared, and a majestic terrifying energy suddenly emitted. The surrounding void suddenly shook, and ripples visible to the naked eye appeared around the light ball in an instant.

The dim light suddenly shone, and the ball of light suddenly flew up out of the air, suspended in mid-air.

Suddenly, the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to have been summoned, and it was suddenly and madly injected into the shining light. The light suddenly burst out, like a black sun suddenly suspended in the air, and suddenly a jet of energy spewed out of the void, which made Qin Fengming suddenly feel heartbroken. The trembling terrifying and dangerous aura seemed to collapse the world and the void.

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