"What?"
The faces of Qin Mizhen, Lu Weiyun and the other two changed at the same time.
Wang Teng rushed to Ding Hai and angrily said, "Ding Hai, you despicable villain, how dare you poison me? You..."
Snap!
Before he finished speaking, a slap came at him like lightning, knocking him to the ground. Suddenly, half of his face became red and swollen, and blood mixed with teeth spurted out.
It was Ding Hai who took action!
Looking at Wang Teng lying on the ground, Ding Hai spitted on him and said disdainfully: "If I remember correctly, you are the double waste of Qingyun Sect? Dare to shout in front of me, believe it or not, I will kill you now?"
Qin Mizhen drew a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wing from her waist and said coldly: "Ding Hai, I advise you to stop and leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
"Qin Mizhen, you are now poisoned, how can you be rude to me?"
Ding Hai grinned and walked forward. His evil smile kept looking up and down at Qin Mizhen's delicate body, and he smiled evilly: "It's me who will be rude to you!"
"What are you going to do?"
Qin Mizhen frowned, feeling that her strength was madly fading away, and she was a little panicked in her heart.
"What are you doing? It's a done deal. When the time comes, my Ding family will propose to you, and your Qin family will have no choice but to compromise, hahaha!"
After Ding Hai finished speaking, he ignored Qin Mizhen's resistance, grabbed Qin Mizhen's arm, and was about to drag her away.
Qin Mizhen struggled frantically, but found that she had no strength at all. For a moment, panic and despair appeared in her eyes.
However, at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed over, grabbed Ding Hai's arm with his backhand, and sneered: "If it's a done deal, it should be me who cooks it. When will it be your turn?"
"What did you say?"
Ding Hai didn't seem to hear clearly, and then he came back to his senses, his face was extremely cold.
"Leave quickly, you are not his opponent!"
Qin Mizhen said anxiously.
Ding Hai has opened six spiritual orifices, and can easily punch out a force of six thousand pounds. How can Lu Weiyun, a waste bloodline, who has only opened one spiritual orifice, be his opponent?
If Ding Hai really wants to attack, he can kill Lu Weiyun with one move.
"Want to leave? Too late!"
Ding Hai sneered, and slapped Lu Weiyun with his backhand. On his palm, the light of spiritual energy shone, and the powerful energy even made the air crackle.
This is a human-level middle-grade palm method, a big palm, and the palm method is extremely fierce. Not to mention opening one spiritual orifice, even if a warrior who has opened five spiritual orifices is hit by this palm, the lighter ones will spit blood, and the heavier ones will die on the spot.
Seeing that Ding Hai's palm was about to hit Lu Weiyun, Lu Weiyun did not panic at all, did not dodge, but waved his fist, and actually chose to go head-on.
"A waste, dare to compete with me in strength?"
Seeing Lu Weiyun accept the move, Ding Hai smiled coldly, and the spiritual energy of the six spiritual orifices in his body surged to his palm, wanting to kill Lu Weiyun directly with one palm.
Lu Weiyun chuckled, and at the moment when his fist collided with Ding Hai's palm, the spiritual energy of the six spiritual orifices in his body suddenly gathered and poured into his fist.
Boom!
Then, everyone saw that at the moment when the fists and palms collided, Ding Hai was struck by lightning, and the whole person retreated more than ten steps before stopping!
"How is it possible?"
Ding Hai looked at Lu Weiyun in disbelief.
Qin Mizhen usually only brought three useless people with her during training. He knew Wang Teng and Zhang Sheng, who were famous for being useless people at the beginning of Qingyun Sect. Lu Weiyun was able to join the team, so he was probably not much stronger than Wang Teng and Zhang Sheng.
But in the fight just now, he clearly felt that Lu Weiyun's strength was not weaker than his at all, and at least he had opened six spiritual orifices.
Of course, Qin Mizhen, Wang Teng and Zhang Sheng were even more shocked.
Isn't Lu Weiyun a useless bloodline? The first spiritual orifice was opened with the help of the immortals, but this person doesn't look like someone who has opened a spiritual orifice.
After repelling Ding Hai with one move, Lu Weiyun took a step and rushed directly towards Ding Hai.
"Hmph, look at my storm palm!"
Ding Hai showed a fierce look on his face, waved his palm, burst out with power, and slapped towards Lu Weiyun.
His palm technique was extremely fast, and his movements were smooth and flowing, like a storm, and he kept slapping, not giving Lu Weiyun a chance to react.
Lu Weiyun was not afraid at all, and his hands showed the momentum of the Eight Diagrams, like a millstone.
No matter how fierce Ding Hai's attack was, it was all blocked by Lu Weiyun's palm technique.
"What!"
Seeing that all his palm techniques were blocked by Lu Weiyun, Ding Hai was shocked.
However, before he could react,
Lu Weiyun rushed towards Ding Hai like a tiger descending from the mountain, and then punched him hard in the chest.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream suddenly resounded around.
Then, Ding Hai flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hit a thick tree hard, and then fell to the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.
The scene in front of them shocked the other three disciples of the Imperial Dao Sect.
Brother Ding Hai, who had opened six spiritual orifices, was easily defeated by him.
"Come on, kill him!"
Ding Hai roared heartbreakingly.
The three disciples of the Imperial Dao Sect, like Ding Hai, all opened six spiritual orifices. Although they were not as strong as Ding Hai, they would be difficult to deal with even a warrior who had opened seven spiritual orifices if they joined forces.
"Kill!"
The three disciples of the Imperial Dao Sect showed ruthless faces and rushed towards Lu Weiyun at the same time.
"Heavenly Wolf Claw!"
"Tongbei Fist!"
"Iron Mountain Palm!"
All three of them used the human-level middle-grade martial arts they cultivated from the Imperial Dao Sect. The powerful offensive blocked Lu Weiyun from all directions, leaving him nowhere to escape or hide.
Even a warrior who had opened seven spiritual orifices could not escape and could only take it head-on.
Two fists cannot beat four hands, not to mention that the opponent has six hands!
Faced with such an offensive, Lu Weiyun looked indifferent, and his hands turned into grinding wheels again, like the Eight Diagrams.
Bang bang bang bang!
Lu Weiyun exerted the perfect Eight Diagrams Palm to the extreme, and the whole person was like an Eight Diagrams formation. Any attack could not get close to him and was resolved one after another.
After more than a dozen moves, Lu Weiyun changed his palm into a fist, suddenly changed his offensive, and instantly blasted out three punches, hitting the chests of the three people hard.
Puff puff puff!
The three of them were hit hard, and all of them spit out blood, flew backwards, and covered their chests and wailed in pain.
"Bagua Palm?"
Ding Hai saw his three companions being knocked to the ground by Lu Weiyun, his face full of horror.
Moreover, he could recognize the martial arts that Lu Weiyun had just displayed, the lower-grade human-level defensive martial arts, Bagua Palm.
How could Bagua Palm block the middle-grade human-level attack martial arts?
And it was a human-level middle-grade attack martial arts that had been cultivated to perfection by three sects!
Didn't Qin Mizhen only bring trash to form a team? How could this guy be so powerful?