Chapter 234: Killing the Enemy

This strike came very fiercely and suddenly. Even though Song Qingming had already felt it in advance and made corresponding responses, he was still grazed by the sharp blade just now on his arm.

"Hehe! Little guy, you're interesting. You're the first early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator I've seen who could dodge this move of mine, Chen Yuan, from such a close distance." With a sneer, a somewhat ugly fat man slowly revealed his figure from Song Qingming's side.

After seeing him, Song Qingming instinctively tapped his feet on the ground and leaped backward, pulling a distance away from him again. He looked around carefully and found that no one else appeared. Only then did the tight string in his heart slowly relax.

"Fortunately, there is only one person, otherwise it would be difficult for me to get away today."

After the fat man finished speaking, he didn't continue to attack, just stared at Song Qingming with a playful face, and occasionally fiddled with a cyan short blade about half a foot long in his hand.

Seeing the blood flowing from the wound on his arm, which was somewhat pitch-black, Song Qingming couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly took out an antidote pill from his storage bag and swallowed it.

This fat man who called himself Chen Yuan didn't have high cultivation, only at the third layer of Foundation Establishment like Song Qingming. However, this person's cultivation techniques, moves, and magic tools all looked quite sinister, and he should be an assassin good at assassination. No wonder he appeared here alone.

Judging from the fact that he could approach Song Qingming's side silently and launch a sneak attack just now, this person should have practiced powerful concealment secret techniques to be able to approach his side secretly. If Song Qingming hadn't had a relatively strong spiritual sense and discovered the other party's existence in advance, even if he didn't die, he would have been severely injured by him just now.

"I am a cultivator of the Huang family in Qinghe County. I am just passing by here and have no malice, nor do I want to be an enemy of Your Excellency. Let me leave early. Otherwise, if I don't go back for too long and my companions find this place, it will be difficult for Your Excellency to explain!"

Although he already hated this person to the bone in his heart, Song Qingming still tried to see if he could use the name of the Huang family to bluff the other party and let himself leave here directly. He didn't know what kind of poison mist was applied to the short blade of this guy. Although Song Qingming's face was still very calm, he was already secretly anxious in his heart.

Chen Yuan said fiercely: "Little guy, don't put gold on your face. Aren't you here just to find a place to hide and wait to go out? I've already killed several people like you in these days.

Besides, I don't care if you are from the Huang family or the Li family. Since you are alone in this secret realm, you are a prey. Hand over your storage bag obediently, and this master can give you a quick death."

"If you want my storage bag, come and get it yourself." As soon as Song Qingming finished speaking, he had already thrown out two top-grade spirit talismans. Since this fat man didn't intend to let him go, he could only fight to the death.

Seeing that Song Qingming had started to take the initiative to attack, Chen Yuan's face changed, and he also began to become serious, directly using a water-shaped shield to protect himself in front to block his attack.

Before Chen Yuan could put away his spell, the flying sword in Song Qingming's hand had already turned into a green light and rushed directly toward the young man. This strike was also very fast. The green light turned into by the flying sword had already arrived just after the fat man blocked those two talismans.

However, this strike was not very difficult to deal with in Chen Yuan's eyes. He didn't dodge and directly held the short blade in his hand horizontally to meet it.

After the two sides' magic tools collided, light shone everywhere, splashing a piece of sparks, and then the two retreated more than ten steps away from each other.

This collision just now made Song Qingming discover that although this guy's cultivation was a bit higher than his, the magic power in their bodies was not much different. In a head-on collision, the strange concealment secret technique he used first was useless, and he should be able to fight him.

The only thing to pay attention to was the poison that had seeped into his body from his magic tool just now. Although he took the antidote pill, Song Qingming could still feel a trace of abnormality in his body. The battle had to be quick. If the battle dragged on for too long and the poison in his body broke out, he would be passive.

After making up his mind, Song Qingming didn't hesitate anymore and directly patted his storage bag, taking out a black small flag the size of a palm. The black flag grew with the wind and immediately became several times larger. Afterward, Song Qingming waved it lightly, and a yellow smoke immediately emerged from the black flag, directly enveloping himself and Chen Yuan not far away.

Chen Yuan looked at the magic tool Song Qingming used, the Soul-Bewitching Flag, and didn't know what was powerful about this yellow smoke, so he hurriedly used his magic power to form a water-shaped shield to isolate the mist from himself.

"Little guy, is this all the ability you have?" Seeing that the Soul-Bewitching Flag's attack couldn't break his shield, Chen Yuan didn't forget to provoke Song Qingming while defending carefully.

Song Qingming, hiding in the yellow smoke, was not angered by his words. At this time, his whole body was enveloped in a green light, and there were some green fine needles hidden around his body.

Chen Yuan held up the shield with one hand and held the short blade tightly with the other, observing the surroundings very cautiously, waiting for Song Qingming to launch an attack. This water-shaped shield was a cultivation technique he had practiced for many years, and he could defend against the attacks of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. This was also the defensive means he liked to use most.

However, after waiting for a long time, he still didn't see Song Qingming appear. Chen Yuan gradually felt a trace of something wrong in his heart. He didn't know what Song Qingming intended to do by using the Soul-Bewitching Flag to trap him while consuming magic power all along.

Just when he couldn't help but want to step forward to find Song Qingming's figure, the yellow smoke around him suddenly began to dissipate slowly, revealing Song Qingming's figure not far away.

At this time, he suddenly felt a shocking spiritual energy coming from Song Qingming's side, which made his forward footsteps pause, and he looked up.

I saw Song Qingming raise one hand and wave it toward him forcefully. A green light needle located above his head flew toward him quickly. The power revealed by this green light needle was very terrifying, making Chen Yuan panic a bit.

Before he could start to dodge, the green light needle was already close to his body. Chen Yuan could only increase his magic power to strengthen the water-shaped shield in his hand while grabbing time to quickly take out a silver iron shield, wanting to borrow this thing to help block this strike.

It was just that what he didn't expect was that the water-shaped shield he had always been very confident in was like a thin piece of paper in front of the green light needle Song Qingming used, and it shattered quickly. The silver iron shield in his hand hadn't had time to be fully deployed, and this green light needle had already passed through his forehead, leaving a huge hole the size of a finger.

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