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A Incarnation Stage didn't need to fight in close combat.

Faang Xuan felt so stifled that he wanted to vomit blood. This was the first time he had faced a true qi attack with his physical strength. Although the palm wind was as smooth as the wind, it was also like an indestructible iron wall. As soon as it came into contact with his body, it gave rise to an irresistible force.

However, this time, Faang Xuan's blade could no longer pierce out. His body twisted in the air, and he did his best to make all kinds of evasive movements. However, because of the speed and ferocity of the wind, he was still sent flying backwards. He fell heavily onto a tree trunk that was more than ten meters tall, causing the trunk that was as thick as an adult's waist to shake.

He did not vomit blood. Although his body was very uncomfortable and his internal organs felt like they were about to vomit, because the strength of his body was too terrifying, as long as it did not come into direct contact with his palm, it would not cause fatal damage.

A hint of surprise flashed across Qing Mu's eyes once again.

If it was said that he had been injured earlier because he misjudged the opponent's strength and the sharpness of his weapon, he did not hold back at all when he struck out with his palm.

Although it was not a physical contact, however, because of the special nature of the Green Emperor Wood Imperial Technique that he cultivated... Even if he was only a Peak Incarnation Stage, he could still produce the effect of a Genuine Stage. However, looking at Faang Xuan, he was only forced back, and didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood. This forced him to reevaluate Faang Xuan's strength.

The four major realms of martial arts: Bright, Yin (Dark), True, and True. The Bright Realm tempered the body with physical attacks; the Yin Realm was also called Covert Power. Or Inner Strength, this realm could already produce a small amount of True Qi on the skin, bones, and bones of the body. When a punch landed on a person's body, it could be done through the contact of the fist. Activate! The True Qi contained in the skin enters the enemy's body and hurts them.

As for Incarnation Stage, their true qi had reached a very rich stage, and they were able to gather true qi within their Zifu Dantian. When encountering an enemy, they could freely control it to injure them.

The obvious characteristic was that they could use qi to defend against objects, and many of the traditional Huaxia techniques, such as Tai Chi and Eight Trigrams, were different from those used by inner strength experts whose skin only contained a small amount of true qi.

As for the Genuine Stage, it was an existence close to a god. It could transform the true qi into reality, and without any need to borrow any medium, a light palm and a fist could produce a powerful palm wind Fist Aura.

According to Qing Mu, he was only a Peak Incarnation Stage, so he couldn't release his true qi to create a palm wind to hurt people. However, because of his family's special Green Emperor Wood Emperor Technique, he could borrow a small amount of the surrounding energy to form a False Genuine Stage power. With this special technique, Qing Mu was basically the strongest person under the Genuine Stage.

However, even such an expert couldn't cause a substantial injury to Faang Xuan with just a palm strike. How could he not be shocked?

Faang Xuan didn't know what Qing Mu was thinking. Although he had temporarily lost his true qi, the strength of his muscles was much stronger than that of a Divine Stage. It didn't deserve to be called an inner strength expert.

As soon as he stood up from the ground, he didn't even have time to catch his breath. Faang Xuan threw the blade and then stomped on the ground, launching another attack at Qing Mu like a mad tiger.

"Interesting."

Greenwood smiled lightly. Although he was shocked by Faang Xuan's ability to withstand blows, he was still a few levels higher than Faang Xuan. How could he care about him?

A special green Zhen Qi filled his entire body. When Faang Xuan had just taken a step forward, he moved forward with one leg, and no big movements could be seen in the darkness. But in the next second, he strangely floated eight or nine meters away. Once. He arrived in front of Faang Xuan, and at this moment, Faang Xuan had just raised his saber.

The benefits of having true qi were fully displayed at this moment. Without giving Faang Xuan any time to react, Qing Mu gently waved his hand, and a palm full of true qi attacked Faang Xuan's face.

Since he could not hurt his enemy from a distance, then it should be effective to make physical contact with him, right?

Faang Xuan was shocked. Seeing that the palm was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, he did not have time to think. He turned his head and waved his arm in front of him. The knife swept out a cold light in front of him.

At the critical moment, the increase in adrenaline finally allowed him to dodge the fatal blow. However, he did not have any time to catch his breath. He had just taken a step to the side when the palm, which was chasing after his life, came in front of his face again.

His eyes had lost their function. Even thinking was a burden. At this moment, the only thing that could help Faang Xuan was the fighting ability that he had gained through countless life and death situations. It was his body's instinct.

Without thinking, Faang Xuan's body naturally reacted. His upper body leaned back, and at the same time, he raised his blade to meet the deadly palm.

It was the eruption of the small universe before the enemy, and he dodged the incoming attack once again. But right after that, Faang Xuan felt a powerful force that could destroy the heavens and earth coming from the blade. No, it wasn't the blade, but from the blade. Then, the back of the blade hit his nose.

"Bang!" A muffled sound rang out, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his nose. Then, like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying in the air once again.

This time, the palm force was extremely heavy, even though it was separated from Faang Xuan by a blade. However, it had still come into direct contact with ___. If it had hit other places... Without the help of the Junyao in his brain, Faang Xuan would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

However, just like many battles in the past, even though he had hit the bridge of his nose, as for Faang Xuan's entire head... Because it was the resting place of the Junyao, it had long been modified by her to be extremely hard. Therefore, this extremely heavy palm, Faang Xuan's injuries were not as serious as the previous one.

Qing Mu, who was in the distance, stared intently at Faang Xuan who had fallen to the ground. He was very confident in his own palm strike. No matter how strong Faang Xuan's resistance was, he would not be able to withstand it. It was impossible for him to get up in such a short period of time. However... Just as this thought arose in his mind, he saw Faang Xuan, whose face had been dyed red by the nosebleed. After taking a deep breath, he stood up once again.

"Could it be that this kid is made of copper skin and iron bones? Could it be that he can't be beaten to death? "

The more Qing Mu looked at it, the more shocked he became. Even his breathing became somewhat chaotic. Just as he was in a daze, Faang Xuan held his saber horizontally and charged forward once again.1

"I would like to see if you can kill him or not."

At this point, Qing Mu had already vented his anger. He just stood there, waiting for Faang Xuan to attack him.

In less than two seconds, Faang Xuan's arm appeared in front of him. The blade was pointed at his forehead. He had suffered two consecutive setbacks. This time, Faang Xuan used all his strength and moved at an unimaginable speed.

However, he was faster, and Qing Mu was faster than him. As soon as he raised his arm, Greenwood raised it with one hand. He grabbed Faang Xuan's wrist, which was holding the knife, and jumped. In an instant, he arrived behind Faang Xuan. His other hand quickly passed through Faang Xuan's neck. Following that, the hand that was holding Faang Xuan's wrist pulled down with force, dragging Faang Xuan's own knife down as well. The blade of the blade arrived at Faang Xuan's neck in an instant.

Since then, Faang Xuan's neck was firmly held by Greenwood. At the same time, his throat was still hanging on the knife that he was holding. In this kind of environment, no matter how much muscle strength he had, he could not move at all.

"Kid, I have never seen a freak like you. I won't kill you now, but you better not move... Cough, damn it! "

Before Qing Mu could finish his words, Faang Xuan suddenly raised his head and hit Qing Mu's forehead with the back of his head. The sudden force immediately made Qing Mu's head go dizzy. All he saw was stars in the sky.

Faang Xuan had succeeded in his attack, and with one foot, he landed on the back of Qing Mu's foot. As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. Qing Mu's forehead and toes were continuously attacked, and the pain was almost unbearable.

Taking advantage of this time, Faang Xuan still turned around and swung his blade downwards. He heavily slashed at Qing Mu's forehead, vowing to kill him with one slash.

Although Qing Mu had been attacked twice in a row, it was not a fatal injury and he did not faint. Now that danger was approaching, how could he care about that?

He forcefully endured the pain coming from his feet and circulated his True Qi. Suddenly, a powerful force came out from his body and forced Faang Xuan to take a few steps back. The slash naturally missed its target. At this moment, Qing Mu wished he could kill Faang Xuan with a single palm strike. He didn't want to miss any more chances.

Taking advantage of the moment when Faang Xuan had just retreated and was about to regain his balance, he dashed forward. A palm strike! He thrust his palm straight at Faang Xuan's chest. It was a palm filled with hatred. It contained dozens of years of his cultivation. It only looked at the thick green color that rose from his palm. The power of this palm strike could be imagined.

"Old thing, I'll fight you to the death!"

Faang Xuan naturally saw the difference in this palm. But this time, he did not retreat or dodge. Instead, he raised the saber in his hand and suddenly struck towards Greenwood's palm.

How swift and fierce was Qing Mu's palm? Even if Faang Xuan's saber strike could really land on the back of his hand, it could at most cut off a few fingers. However, could Faang Xuan still survive after being hit?

A few fingers could be exchanged for a life. It sounded like he was taking advantage of the situation, but at this moment, Qing Mu hesitated.

Was this ruthless brat called Faang Xuan's head kicked by a donkey? Otherwise, why would he use his life to exchange for a few fingers of his?

Or was he plotting something else?

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