Chapter 176 Life and Death

Qu Ao did not go to see Ling Feng, but stroked the strong bow in his hand lovingly.

The bow body is woven with special steel wire knots, which is elastic and solid. The best thing is that it can be folded in three sections, which is easy to collect. The string is made of smaller steel wire, which is indeed ingenious. Generally, the strength of the bow reaching 30 stones is quite amazing, but this bow is a super strong bow of 200 stones. It can't be pulled with less power, and the range and power are amazingly strong.

He sighed, "Ming Zongyue, in order to kill you, Qu is a rare promise to make a promise, and he will have to rush to the fortress in the future. Remember, the name of the dead moon. You died unjustly!" After saying that, he folded the dead moon bow and hid it in the dark bag in his clothes, and his hands became empty.

After doing all this, Qu Ao's face was as cold as ice, and he said coldly, "My surname is Ming, don't cheat to death. Can you hide this from me?"

Ling Feng is still motionless, his mouth and nose are out of breath, and his hands and feet are cold, just like a dead body.

Qu Ao looked up to the sky and smiled, like a night owl, which was extremely unpleasant. His hands became claws, and the soles of his feet went straight to the sky.

His martial arts can be summarized in three numbers, representing his achievements in three stages.

Seven and eight refer to his two self-created innate skills called the seven turns of the wave and the 20% discount of the storm. Generally, martial arts practitioners can be called masters to the extent that they can practice until they are lucky and send from the heart. But if you want to surpass others, you must seek change in it to defeat the enemy. The way of change lies in the practice of acupuncture points in the body as the hub of the meridians, and its difficulty cannot be compared with the general practice of qi. It has been the realm of first-class masters to be able to use tricks as a source to control true qi transmission.

Qu Ao is a genius of martial arts. At the age of 23, he successfully practiced seven tricks and created seven twists. However, it will not be until ten years later that he can practice one more trick, which is 20% off for the storm. You can imagine the hardships. By the age of 41, the whole body's acupuncture points can be controlled at will. It is also called Ningzhen Nine Changes. Nine does not refer to the nine acupuncture points, but because nine is the extreme of the number, which takes its endless meaning. Only then did he achieve great success in martial arts, and he made an appointment to fight against Bi Xuan.

He is cautious by nature. How can he approach relaxedly before he is sure that Ling Feng is dead? At this time, he tilted up from the ground, gave full play to the Ningzhen Nine Transformations, and then cooperated with the seamless Eagle Transformation Thirteen, and took action with all his strength.

He has enough confidence that if Ling Feng pretends to be dead, it will come true even if he hits him to see the real Yan Luo. I just don't know if the hell will accept this boy? He thought maliciously, but it was because of Mingzong's usual nickname "Blood Hand Yan Luo".

No one knows about his problem, but the king of ory will not mind buying him to work. Because his opponent is Ling Feng!

At the moment he jumped off the ground, the wind moved! Without warning, he turned his posture of lying on the ground into hitting the sky, and his palms were patted straight. The palm wind carried the rainwater deposited on the ground, dripping like an arrow, which was even more amazing.

Qu Ao, who was already in the air, immediately changed his color, because under such a serious injury, Ling Feng could accurately grasp the time of his jump, see through his scheming and means, and predicting the moves and movement trajectory he would use.

This seems impossible, but Ling Feng can do it.

The two people's eyes are sharp, which is equivalent to the magic sword, and they fight in the void. To Qu Ao's surprise, there was no serious injury in Ling Feng's eyes, which made the deceased weak. Instead, it was like a substance, like a huge hammer, penetrated from his own eyes, and hit the depths of his heart again and again.

In mid-air, he suddenly couldn't breathe well, his heart was frightened, and his whole body seemed to soften. The unimpeded true qi seemed to stagnate for a moment.

He even thought about turning around and leaving, returning to the Western Regions, and never returning to Daxing City. Unfortunately, the arrow is on the string and I have to shoot it. Qu Ao knew that if he retreated because of the loss of fighting spirit, he would only fall into a doomed place.

Masters at their level may not be able to win or lose after playing for three days and nights, or they may be born and killed in one move and two moves!

Qu Ao circled like an eagle in the air, flew to Ling Feng's head, simplified the complexity, and grabbed Ling Feng's head cover with his right hand.

Ling Feng's body suddenly moved three points horizontally against the common sense of physics without possibility, and his palms slanted, shouting down and facing each other, intersecting with his palm claws.

Papa! Five bursts were made in a series of explosions. Qu Ao hit Ling Feng with a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The five fingers successively hit Ling Feng with exquisite techniques such as pressing, bumping, sweeping, stabbing and splitting.

Ling Feng snorted and fell from the air. He fell to the ground on one knee and covered his chest with his hands. Qu Ao rose up two feet by force, but suddenly drew an arc and fell heavily on the ground. His face was pale, and his eyes were terrific. Then he spit out blood wildly, and his head twisted, unaware of life and death.

With this result, Ling Feng gambled with his life!

After Ling Feng himself was hit by this arrow, he had no strength to do it again, and he didn't even have the strength to escape. If Qu Ao doesn't want to show off, he wants to see his life and death, and there is a hidden meaning of the enemy, but directly takes the dead moon bow to make up a few arrows for him, and his life will be gone long ago.

Of course, looking at Qu Ao's dress doesn't seem to mean another arrow. It is not easy to build arrow feathers that can run at such a high speed without being affected by air friction. If ordinary arrows encounter such a high speed, they will spontaneously ignite in the air.

It's strange to say that after receiving this arrow, the mixed true qi in his body was the same enemy, and he was much calmer. Otherwise, the poor Zhenqi he can control can't cause effective damage to Qu Ao at all. On the contrary, his life will be lost early and his soul will return to hell.

But the physical trauma is too big, and the wound on the back has not fully recovered since last night. Now it has expanded infinitely, and there has been a lot of blood loss. After this short fight, his spirit was drained sharply, which made him feel exhausted and his eyelids could not be opened.

What's more depressing is that the poison he had last night was not eliminated. If it were the usual remaining toxins in his body, it would be very slight and difficult to pose a threat to him. But at present, this small toxin still hidden in the meridians is like a spark. If you don't notice it, you will be in the heart.

"Who exactly arranged for Yang Xuechan's assassination? What kind of poison is this?" Ling Feng smiled bitterly. He had a hunch that this strange toxin would haunt him for a long time. Of course, the premise is that he still has a life.

Ling Feng barely gathered his energy, and there was only one strength. At this time, I'm afraid that any master can clean him up. His life has reached the most dangerous moment, and the pace of death is getting faster and faster. But will his enemy be only Qu Ao?

He landed on one knee and did not move. Due to the injury, his lungs are about to crack at this moment, and his blood is surging. If he can't hold it a little, he will faint.

There is still a little spiritual power to control. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he forced out an arrow with his mind, and then sealed a few acupuncture points to stop the flowing blood. At this time, the phenomenon of true qi chaos in the body has been alleviated, and there will be no last explosion, but the body is seriously damaged and has reached the edge of life and death.

He struggled to get up, tore his shirt and simply bandaged the wound. Everything was slow and powerless. He smiled bitterly. How could he have suffered such a blow since his debut? I really miss the days when the old man secretly protected me!

He wiped his dirty face randomly, moved to Qu Ao's side, and saw Qu Ao's godless eyes.

Ling Feng knew that he was not dead, but he was not far from death. His fatal blow just now should have abolished his martial arts. For a warrior, this is undoubtedly more painful than death.

Qu Ao was very miserable, and the eight veins of the strange meridians were ulcerated by the surging strength. At this time, Ling Feng's spiral-shaped alien true qi was still raging in his body, and the strength was even soaked directly. The strange thing was that there was no trace of blood on his body. This is because of the control of Ling Feng's power. Only when the spirit does not dissipate can it be maximized. The ground hurts the enemy.

Qu Ao's face was pale, his eyes were prominent, and his blood was full, which showed that he was in great pain, but he didn't cry out. He didn't know how to regret it. Although the man only had such a powerful arrow, if he had brought a few more ordinary arrows, it would not have been like this now. After all, I'm still careless and not cautious enough.

"Kill me!"

It's better to live to die than to live like this. It's better to ask Ling Feng to give him a break. I hate that I don't even have the ability to kill myself. This boy's martial arts are so sinister and weird that I don't know how to practice it.

Ling Feng shook his head slightly. If he had accepted this humble request at ordinary times, it would be his own style to cut the grass and eradicate it. Unfortunately, now he has only recovered a little action ability, and the amount of real energy that can be controlled is pitifully small. How can he waste his strength to kill people?

"It's still important to run away."

He bent down and put his hand into Qu Ao's clothes to take out the dead moon bow that shot a shocking arrow and make himself such a miserable culprit. With such strength, you can rest assured if you stay by your side. Maybe you can use it in the future.

Qu Ao's head was placed aside. He was seriously injured and waiting to die. How could he take care of Ling Feng's death and his wealth? He sighed, "You can't live if you do it yourself." Today, Qu is not wronged.

Ling Feng has no intention of arguing with him. Qu Ao is already a dying man. Even if he is not dead, there is no threat to him.

No one wants to die.

Qu Ao's cultivation is ruined, revenge is hopeless, and life is loveless, so he has no choice but to die. But he still wants to live well. There are still more than a dozen women in the world waiting for his return.

Thinking of this, he sighed that the child in Song Yueyuan's belly was his bone and blood, and he, a father, still wanted to witness his or her birth. How beautiful life is, and he hasn't had enough fun yet.

He found that since he promised Li Jing to dominate the world on that day, he has been busy running around every day, and it is difficult to be as peaceful as before. He always suffers about gains and losses when dealing with things. He cares around, and is no longer free when he walks alone. It's really tiring to live like this, but it's a pity that all this is inevitable.

Before he had a match with Ning Daoqi, although there were only a few electric tricks, it could consume his strength and spirit, so that he did not find Qu Ao on the lurking side. In the process of Qu Ao's action, in order to accurately judge the time and speed of Qu Ao's take-off, he used most of his mind.

Now he doesn't even have mental strength. Can he escape from Daxing City?