Han Zhongqi smiled and sat still and said, "why should I give you this opportunity? Why should I prove it to you? "

"If you want to threaten suicide, I hope you'd better die soon. I'm more interested in dead people."

"You!"

Moqi's face is gloomy. This man is really disgusting!

Moreover, he is cautious enough. He is a person with nine martial veins. He is vigilant!

Just as Moqi was thinking about what to do, Han Zhongqi opposite seemed very happy because of Moqi's helplessness. He took a cup of tea on the table and said, "forget it, I'm still very friendly. I can give you a chance to see your pity. But I hope you don't let me down. "

Standing up, Han Zhongqi walked slowly, but there was a bundle of golden and iron cold rope in the palm of his back.

This is the rope he specially got. It can lock the cultivation accomplishments of practitioners and is more effective for women.

Although his accomplishments are high enough, he still doesn't want to be assassinated at the critical moment, which is too disappointing.

As long as Mo Qi starts, he will lock and trap her immediately without giving her any chance.

Ink chess dare to do it, maybe there are some means.

Han Zhongqi was very clear in his heart, but he didn't care at all. What can wumaijing do to himself? Besides, there's the lock rope.

He wanted to see the ink chess, and it was very pleasant to see the hope and instant despair.

Mo Qi didn't expect Han Zhongqi to suddenly agree again. The magnificent yuan force hidden in his body was boiling, but its breath was still nine times in the martial vein realm.

"You'd better be prepared." The palm in the sleeve of ink chess is clenched, but it is weak and has no lethality.

"Well, well, just come."

Han Zhongqi smiled and nodded. He didn't take it seriously at all.

Bang!

When Han Zhongqi stepped forward and came to the attack range of ink chess, the fist of ink chess had come with the wind and landed on Han Zhongqi's chest in an instant.

Very fast, like an electric light.

Between the lightning, the fist arrived!

Han Zhongqi's eyes are tight and the secret way is so fast!

However, he did not panic. He was surprisingly fast, but he had no sense of strength and oppression. He didn't need to worry at all.

He was ready to take half a step to remove the power of the punch. At the same time, he shook his palm behind him to mobilize the locked rope and lock the ink chess.

But the speed is too slow.

In other words, the speed of ink chess is much faster than he thought!

Bang!

Ink chess's soft fist fell on Han Zhongqi's chest.

Although faster than expected, Han Zhongqi didn't take it seriously. He was stunned when he was about to make the next move.

Unexpected things happen.

An angry fist wind of stormy waves suddenly and violently penetrated Han Zhongqi's chest and gushed out from behind!

The terrible boxing spirit turned into an invisible fist seal ten feet away, and half of the pavilion was directly smashed!!

Pooh!

Han Zhongqi suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground. His face was very white. He looked up at Moqi in disbelief.

"You..."

Han Zhongqi wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

Looking down at his chest, Han Zhongqi looked shocked.

Because of his chest, he was punched a big hole directly!

All the internal organs were smashed, and the blood splashed out like a fountain.

What a terrible and amazing means this is.

Who could have thought that such a weak punch could break out such a powerful force?

This is a man and a demon!

"That's the price you pay for insulting my sister." Mo Qi stood with his fist closed and looked at Han Zhongqi indifferently.

Han Zhongqi didn't speak. He looked frightened and knelt on the ground without breath.

This genius, who is about to become a great master of the yuan spirit realm, died in the hands of a jiuzhong girl in the martial vein realm!

"I'll go. You're too fast!"

Ye Qiu rushed out and looked at the tragic death of Han Zhongqi.

This is the means of the two sisters. Although their cultivation is low, their combat effectiveness is amazing!

Ye Qiu saw it with her own eyes. Ink chess used the nine cultivation of Wumai territory to kill the venerable one!

Ye Qiu feels incredible, but the black widow is used to it. Asking the black widow just reveals two words, emotion!

Later, with the enhancement of cultivation and reading the heaven killing Scripture, ye Qiucai understood why the combat effectiveness of ink chess was so terrible.

It turned out that she had an extremely rare and almost only existed in the legendary martial phase, emotional martial phase.

This is a kind of spiritual martial phase, and it is a variant.

Happiness, anger, sadness, hate and sorrow are the factors of emotional martial arts.

As long as a certain factor is increased, its emotional martial phase is ignited like a flame, which can be madly enhanced endlessly.

The happier you are, the more emotional you are.

The more angry, the more terrifying the power of emotional martial arts.

It can be said to be a very strange and abnormal Wu Xiang.

However, the disadvantages are also great.

When emotional martial arts erupt, it is difficult to control your emotions. If you are not careful, you will incarnate a demon who only knows how to kill and fight.

Ye Qiu once saw a record that an emotional martial phase owner was killed by his parents and occupied his brain by anger. He almost turned into a floating Tu Shura. He killed thousands of creatures overnight. Finally, he was locked by a super powerful person and recovered. Only after he recovered, he became an idiot, and his body was destroyed by power.

Many times, even if it can be controlled, when the emotional martial phase is ignited, the body can't bear it and may die suddenly.

Moqi's cultivation is so low that she wants to control it in some way. She needs her stable cultivation and gradually improve her physique.

Ye Qiugang also saw the changes in her body, which confirmed his guess.

Therefore, ye Qiu was not surprised by Han Zhongqi's death.

Don't talk about him. If you were a venerable person, you would surely die.

The power of her emotions and martial arts is Yuan Li!

Only when you reach yuanzun can you revitalize your strength!

With what?

This is a means against the sky!

Ye Qiu can't control Yuan Li now!

However, ye Qiu, who is familiar with Moqi, knows that although Moqi has emotional martial arts, she is good at controlling her emotions. She wants to have something to do with the super power she came from.

Most of the time, she and her sister are like two silly girls who stay naturally and keep their innocence to everything.

Perhaps because of this, we can control our emotions.

"Thank you, childe. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid my sister would be despised today." Ink chess bowed respectfully and was very solemn.

"No problem, it's all small things."

"How did you know me..."

Without waiting for Mo Qi to finish speaking, ye Qiu looked at Han Zhongqi and said, "I need to take something out of him now. You two wait for me at the door first. We'll talk later."

"Good!"

Ink chess nodded, directly took a curious face, wanted to leave the ink bamboo to watch, walked out of the door and guarded at the entrance of the stairs.

"Sister, isn't he a good man? I intend to take something from Han, but I can't fight at all, so save us and borrow your hand? "

Ink bamboo looked up at the situation in the room, but was blocked by ink chess and said wrongly.

"Yo, my silly sister is still smart?"

Mo Qi raised his hand to Mo Zhu and said, "he is our benefactor. Do you want to die insulting our benefactor? He may have ideas about the man surnamed Han, but it is true that he saved us. We should be grateful. "

"If he doesn't save it and starts at the critical moment, he can better get rid of the scum surnamed Han, kill us, and even frivolous us together. Why bother now? Can your intelligence be used elsewhere? "

"Well, people know... Just, can you not hit people on the head... It will be silly... People don't be fools."

Ink bamboo covered his head and looked at ink chess with tears. Ink chess had no choice but to shake his head.