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Qi Jin and Liang Zheng bumped into each other on the snowy mountain.

After a short conversation, both of them had some understanding of each other.

Although the information that Liang Zheng had was not real, Liang Zheng still had something he could rely on.

Qi Jin was extremely careful while chasing after him from the Shanghai. He suspected that Liang Zheng was a cultivator, but did not possess any evidence. Furthermore, Liang Zheng very rarely displayed his ability as a cultivator.

Both sides were standing at a distance of more than thirty meters.

Liang Zheng attacked first.

Liang Zheng raised both of his hands, and a burst of white cold Qi came out of his palms, which pounced straight at Qi Jin's face.

A distance of thirty meters was covered in an instant.

Qi Jin had a lot of experience fighting with his hands and feet, so he was on guard right away.

To Qi Jin, the cold air wasn't really a powerful attack. After experiencing the extreme weather of the South Pole, no one would be afraid of winter.

In any human winter, there is a limit to how cold you can be.

The cold Qi that Liang Zheng emitted was different from the climate, the degree of coldness brought about by the climate was always limited. Using techniques, Liang Zheng increased the temperature of the cold Qi of the snow mountains around him by ten times.

This was the scary part about the Flower Red Willow Green Technique. It would make full use of the environment to attack the enemy, and it would also exaggerate the environment on the human body.

At the beginning, Qi Jin had easily withstood Liang Zheng's first wave of attack, and what followed after was an even more terrifying coldness.

Qi Jin's face immediately changed color. He had no other choice but to channel all the Innate Qi in his body from his dantian's sea of consciousness to fill every acupoint.

Innate True Qi was not only a type of supernatural power, it also had many powerful functions.

Qi Jin used his Innate Qi to help his frozen body relax.

After Liang Zheng's attack, he saw that Qi Jin's eyebrows were only covered in white frost and he was still standing in front of him.

Liang Zheng was shocked, and called out: "So you are also a special ability user, which sect's disciple are you from?"

"I am your ancestor."

Qi Jin pulled out a gun from his waist, and aimed the black gun muzzle at the surprised Liang Zheng.

Liang Zheng was an official police officer, he immediately recognized that this was a powerful Desert Eagle, and it was not a police weapon. He immediately shouted: "You are not a police officer."

"It's good that you know this."

Qi Jin did not have time to explain this to him. To a dead man, knowing too much was useless.

"Pa Pa Pa …"

The crisp sound of gunfire continuously sounded out in the snowy mountains.

On the other hand, Liang Zheng twisted his body in a strange manner. Qi Jin's marksmanship was extremely accurate, especially at a distance of 30 metres, it was practically perfect.

However, Liang Zheng dodged it. The eight bullets from the magazine did not hit Liang Zheng.

Qi Jin was not in a hurry. In less than a second, he had equipped a new magazine and even took out another spear.

Liang Zheng's body was still moving evasively.

After the two magazine s fought to their end, Liang Zheng was still standing there unharmed.

Qi Jin's expression completely changed as he started to truly think highly of this opponent in front of him.

He stopped and asked: "Liang Zheng, what martial arts is this?"

Liang Zheng laughed proudly, and said: "I practice the Flower Red Willow Green Divine Art, then it's all about being fat and thin, at that stage, I can sweep away countless of superpowers like you, and at the final stage, I'll be like a fairy, able to extend my lifespan, and make me invulnerable to a hundred diseases."

Curling his lips, Qi Jin thought that Liang Zheng was not speaking the truth.

Qi Jin was used to using lies to deceive people, he did not think that Liang Zheng, who had become his enemy, would tell him the truth.

He immediately said, "Stand there and don't move. See if my bullet can hit you."

"Do you take me for a fool?"

Liang Zheng was furious, even though he had the ability, he was still afraid of the piercing power of the bullet.

"It's just a spar, why are you making such a big fuss about it?"

Qi Jin muttered in dissatisfaction.

These words almost made Liang Zheng pass out from anger, and he cried out: "I just found out why I didn't kill Wu Yaner.

When mentioning Wu Yaner, Qi Jin couldn't hide his anger either. When he thought about how the beautiful Wu Yaner had almost been killed by Liang Zheng, Qi Jin's killing intent instantly surged.

He lost his useless gun.

He pounced forward.

"Whoosh!"

A burst of metal wind blew against his face.

Liang Zheng still used the cold wind to attack. Qi Jin dodged slightly, and the dodging movement just happened to come from Liang Zheng.

It was the weird spell that Liang Zheng used to dodge the bullet.

Seeing this scene, Liang Zheng's expression immediately changed. Gritting his teeth, he shouted in a strange tone, "You really deserve to die.

Following Liang Zheng's shout, the surrounding temperature immediately dropped by at least thirty degrees. Qi Jin couldn't help but shiver, as if he had arrived at the Antarctic ice plains.

In the extremely cold environment, the person's blood will develop the symptom of the slow flow rate, which causes the person's hands and feet to become paralyzed.

Liang Zheng took advantage of the moment when Qi Jin was slow to move, and leaped over, aiming straight at Qi Jin's body.

Dozens of punches.

Even if Liang Zheng's fist wasn't as powerful as the fist king's, it was still unstoppable.

Qi Jin's footsteps kept on stomping on the ground as he continuously retreated, retreating to a distance of 40 meters away. There was already a line of blood slowly flowing down the corner of his mouth, which was a sign that his internal organs had ruptured and ruptured.

There was even more blood in Qi Jin's mouth. He had been trying his best not to vomit as he forcefully swallowed most of the blood.

Even if a man's teeth were to be knocked out, he had to combine them and swallow them whole.

This was the most miserable defeat that Qi Jin had ever suffered in his life.

He was defeated by Liang Zheng in a direct confrontation without being able to fight back at all.

Seeing that Qi Jin did not have the power to fight back, Liang Zheng stopped.

He asked sternly, "Speak, which sect did you come from? Who sent you? "

Liang Zheng was mainly worried about Qi Jin's background. Power users would usually not appear alone, if there were still helpers, their abilities must be even stronger.

was extremely afraid.

It was fine for people like them not to clash with others. However, once a conflict broke out, there was only the choice of life and death.

There is no third way.

"You'll never know."

Even if he were to die, he would not compromise with Liang Zheng.

As for who sent Qi Jin, the person in question, he was extremely clear in his heart.

"Then go to hell …"

Liang Zheng jumped up, and with a height of three meters, he pounced towards Qi Jin from above. His huge palm became bigger and bigger in front of Qi Jin, and, who was struggling on the brink of death, was about to be killed with a single palm from him.

"Bang …" Peng peng peng …

Qi Jin held a gun in his hand, and aimed it at the sky, and fired at Liang Zheng who was only ten centimeters away from him.

In the arborvitae radix's space, not only were there over ten thousand handguns, there were also countless heavy weapons.

At the critical moment, Qi Jin still used the spatial energy of the arborvitae radix.

Liang Zheng could clearly see that Qi Jin had already thrown away the two guns in his hands, there was no way he still had weapons by his side.

With victory in hand, Liang Zheng could not believe his eyes. He lowered his head to look at his chest that was filled with holes, every single bullet hitting a vital point.

Liang Zheng's body quickly fell from the sky. His eyes were unfocused and he stared straight at Qi Jin. Blood spurted out of his mouth as he asked, "Tell me, why did you …"

"Because Wu Yaner is mine, you can't take her away from my hands."

Qi Jin did not dare to be careless, the gun was pointed at Liang Zheng's forehead, and this spear was still the Desert Eagle, and inside it were armor piercing bullets.

One magazine only had one bullet left, but Liang Zheng was not dead yet.

The tenacity of its vitality left Qi Jin extremely shocked.

He knew that Liang Zheng's internal organs had been completely destroyed.

Liang Zheng's body no longer had any life, but Liang Zheng's mouth opened and closed, and was not completely dead yet.

Qi Jin was definitely not a philanthropist. Without hesitation, he shot a shot across Liang Zheng's forehead, and then, in less than a second, he replaced the gun with a new magazine, and continued to shoot.

Only after shooting all of the bullets from the ten magazine into Liang Zheng's body did he finally heave a sigh of relief. Liang Zheng, who was lying at his feet, had completely stopped breathing.

As a doctor, Qi Jin could announce Liang Zheng's death.

It was only now that Qi Jin finally sensed that his life was slowly slipping away.

Liang Zheng had broken his internal organs, if not for his strong willpower, he would have collapsed long ago.

Qi Jin arrived at the space within the arborvitae radix. The environment here was as warm as spring and was extremely suitable for humans to live in.

Using the fluoroscopic eye to check his body, Qi Jin realized that his stomach, lungs and heart were all injured to different degrees.

Taking out a needle, Qi Jin treated himself with Nine Transformations.

Then he felt better.

Just then, the arborvitae radix sent a sound transmission to Qi Jin: "I'll give you two leaves to boil some water."

Before he could finish his sentence, two leaves fell from the sky. The top of the leaves were fiery red in color, and there were even wavy patterns on them. They looked like pear leaves, but also like peach leaves.

Qi Jin looked at it repeatedly for a long time.

He quietly communicated with the arborvitae radix: "What is this?"

"Don't worry about it. I only have these two leaves. They can save your life. If you're too late, it'll be too late. Hurry up and boil some water to drink it."

Qi Jin understood that his stomach injury was still alright. A human's stomach had its own self-cultivation ability, even if they cut off a part of it, it would still recover. However, the damage to the lungs and heart was not easy to recover from.

According to Qi Jin's diagnosis of himself, after his heart has been injured, he would cough up blood all year round, and his body would gradually shrink and he would not live past the age of thirty.

However, Qi Jin did not regret it in his heart. For Wu Yaner, even if she died on the spot, she would have no regrets.

This was the only time since Qi Jin had stepped onto the road of cultivation that he did not feel the terror of death.

The first reason was because death came too quickly. Under Liang Zheng's series of heavy punches, Qi Jin basically did not have any chance to retaliate. The second reason was that death was not right in front of him, which gave him time to react.

There was still at least six years left, so he could calmly arrange everything that happened in this world.

This was a solace, a solace to someone who was about to die.

After receiving the arborvitae radix's message, Qi Jin immediately took out the water in the creek, and used a fine Jiangxi clay pot, and placed the leaves inside it to boil.

A Lan spent two hundred thousand Chinese dollars on this clay teapot in Shanghai.

Make tea to keep the original flavor.