chapter 13 Hiding Qi Jue

How could Bexen give up a good situation? As soon as his feet landed, he chased after him. He laughed wildly and said, "Doesn't my Tiger Fist taste bad? I regret to tell you that once you get close to me, you will be killed." Even the King of Heaven, I must be beaten down by me and die!"

"Huh, don't be too happy too soon!"

Hearing this, a ruthless look flashed across Duvall Hardy face. As he flew back, he stretched out his hand and took out an elixir from his arms. This elixir was the size of a dragon's eye, with a crystal-clear surface and a bit of blood-red light inside. The flow is uncertain.

Swallowing the elixir without hesitation, Duvall Hardy let out a low drink, and his blue robe moved automatically without any wind, obviously using his full energy.

The next moment, Duvall Hardy's aura surged, and he quickly returned to his prime, even surpassing his original cultivation level, and entered the realm of a fourth-level swordsman in a short time!

Pascal Amos eyes lit up, "It's a pill that temporarily improves your cultivation!"

Bang bang...

The ground was trampled to pieces, Duvall Hardy stopped retreating, a faint red light spread all over his body, he rose up from the ground with an astonishing momentum, and swung out a sword suddenly.

"It's over."Pascal Amos secretly said.

Bexen could only survive with the level of a third-level ranger, and Duvall Hardy had temporarily entered the fourth level. In this fight, Bexen was obviously going to lose.

However, facing Duvall Hardy sharp sword, Bexen had no intention of dodging. He spread his legs forward and back, and immediately punched out, directly countering Duvall Hardy's attack.

boom!

A figure flew out upside down, blood spurting out, it was Duvall Hardy!

"What?!"Pascal Amos looked shocked.

At this moment, Bexen's aura actually increased, and his cultivation had clearly reached the fourth level!

"Haha, idiot, I broke through to the fourth level a month ago. I was just afraid of being targeted by the masters of the big family, so I kept hiding my strength. I didn't expect it. I blame you for being too naive. You actually gave it away yourself. Come to the door."

A fierce light flashed in Bexen eyes, "After I kill you, I will leave this Xuanzhou Mansion and go to other places. No matter how powerful the Hardy Family is, what can they do to me?"

Duvall Hardy eyes almost popped out. At this time, his heart was full of anger, but he also regretted it very much. Why did he go behind the back of his family elders and single-handedly come to avenge his cousin? Unexpectedly, the revenge was not fulfilled, and he was also killed by the other party.

But just when he was desperate, Pascal Amos suddenly stood up from the ground in his sight. The next moment, a warm hand hugged him, along his waist, and finally pressed his hand directly on Duvall Hardy chest.

However, at this moment, Pascal Amos's body suddenly stiffened, because he suddenly felt that the place where his palm touched was actually very soft!

This Duvall Hardy is actually a woman!

Pascal Amos couldn't help but feel ashamed, "Girl, I don't mean to offend you..."

"Then you still won't let go?" "Duvall Hardy" was extremely angry. He didn't expect that before he died, he was offended by a strange man. It would be better to be beaten to death by Bexen with just one punch.

"Ah...I'm sorry..."

Pascal Amos laughed a few times and hurriedly retracted his petrified right hand.

"Duvall Hardy" wanted to slap Pascal Amos immediately, but after thinking about it, he couldn't do it. Anyway, they were all going to die soon. Since they were all poor people, why bother to make things difficult for each other.

Seeing the embarrassment of the two of them, Bexen couldn't help but snorted, "Huh, two men are acting coy there, it's really disgusting to me!"

How did he know that Duvall Hardy was a woman? He thought that these two people had some shameful habits. Even though he had killed countless people, he immediately felt a chill in his heart.

Hearing these words, Pascal Amos's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines. It seemed that the other party was probably thinking wrongly. He was indeed a guy full of dirty ideas...

Slowly stood up from the ground, Pascal Amos pulled out the steel sword from his waist, stepped forward step by step, and said: "To be honest, I kind of admire you. You hide it so deeply. If it were you and me for the first time, If we fight against each other, I’m afraid we’ll all suffer a little loss.”

"But now, you will definitely lose."

"Haha, boy, if I'm not mistaken, you should have just entered the first level. With such little cultivation, you dare to speak arrogant words. You really don't know how to live or die."Bexen sneered.

Pascal Amos face was calm, as if he didn't hear the other party's words. He slowly pulled out the stainless steel sword and said: "It is obviously a fourth-level cultivation, but it can be disguised as a third-level. I am very impressed by your martial arts." interested."

Hearing this, Bexen couldn't help but frowned. An ordinary first-level swordsman would have been frightened by him, but the other party could be so calm, as if he was completely sure that he could kill him.

"I don't believe you can turn the world upside down, with a tiger blast that shakes the sky!"

Along with a shocking tiger roar, starting from Bexen, a powerful torrent of true energy swept out towards Pascal Amos, and a dark crack instantly appeared on the ground.

Tide-like energy was transmitted along the cracks. Before Pascal Amos could make a move, he was already buried in the energy and made a loud noise.

Violent energy fluctuations swept away, causing a burst of flying sand and rocks.

Looking at the explosion site, there was a large pit half a foot wide and three feet deep, with no bones left.

"Haha, boy, you dare to brag if you don't have the ability, this is what you will end up with!"

Seeing that there was nothing in the big pit, Bexen couldn't help but laugh wildly. A mere first-level swordsman would definitely be killed by this blow, but in this way, the loot would also be destroyed. It was estimated that there would be no money. The tickets were all turned into ashes, and I couldn't help but secretly scream a few times of pity.

"Fortunately there is another one."

Bexen set his sights on "Duvall Hardy", laughed ferociously a few times, and then stepped forward to finish off the opponent completely.

"It's over." "Duvall Hardy" closed his eyes.

At this moment, suddenly——

In Bexen's pupils, a flash of sword light continued to enlarge, and the next moment, a white shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Poof!

The sword's light was sharp, and it passed through Bexen's neck, and a bloody arrow shot out.

"You... are not... dead..."Bexen eyes were full of disbelief, blood kept pouring out from his neck, and he finally fell down with a look of reluctance.

"The boss is dead, run!"

As soon as Bexen died, more than a dozen bandits were frightened and fled in all directions like a pile of scattered sand. However, Pascal Amos would not let these guys go. He raised his sword and killed all the remaining dozen people. .

"Duvall Hardy" was completely shocked by this scene. Bexen, who was so arrogant just now, was killed so easily? With just one sword strike, Bexen was easily killed as if he had no resistance. Is this man really just a first-level swordsman?

In fact, the strength of both sides is not as great as it seems. In a truly fair duel, it will not be easy for Pascal Amos to kill Bexen . After all, the opponent's realm is very different, and Bexen Bexen has very rich combat experience. He didn't take Pascal Amos seriously from the beginning, thinking that one move would end the battle. Otherwise, even if Pascal Amos's sword could hit, it would be blocked by the opponent's body-protecting Qi, and he would only be slightly injured at most.

Withdrawing his sword, Pascal Amos began to search Bexen body. Logically speaking, this guy must have accumulated a lot of wealth after killing so many powerful people, which should not be a small sum.

However, after rummaging through Bexen's body, Pascal Amos didn't find anything valuable, only a few hundred taels of silver and a few ordinary healing pills.

"No way, am I so unlucky?"

Pascal Amos looked ugly, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. Zheng had massacred so many passers-by, including a large number of cultivators. Could it be that all the wealth was hidden?

"This kind of desperado will leave Xuanzhou who knows when. He will definitely take most of the wealth with him. Check carefully to see if he has any storage bag." At this time, "Duvall Hardy" from behind suddenly reminded him.

"Oh? Storage bag?"

Pascal Amos began to search Bexen body inch by inch, and soon found some clues.

On Bexen's waist, there was a pocket-like bag. When Pascal Amos touched it, a faint wave of true energy came out.

"This is it!"

Although Pascal Amos had never seen the storage bag, he had heard about it. Generally, only strong swordsmen with more experience would own such things. He didn't expect that Bexen, with his mere fourth-level swordsman's cultivation, could With such a treasure, of course, compared to his Ring of the Void, this thing is completely dwarfed and cannot be compared.

After putting his mental power into his storage bag, Pascal Amos began to look for the technique that could hide his aura.

But the moment Pascal Amos's consciousness entered it, he felt a strong unexpected joy.

The space was about one foot in size, filled with gold and silver, and the golden light made it bright.

The total amount of these gold and silver is probably tens of thousands of taels. This pile of gold and silver alone is a huge wealth. I don't know how many people this guy killed to amass such a huge amount of gold and silver.

Except for gold and silver, in another part of this space, there are several slightly worn secret books.

On the cover, there were several big characters written with flying dragons and phoenixes - Tiger Roaring Fist.

When he opened it, a few lines of small words came into view immediately, "Tiger Roaring Fist, an intermediate boxing technique for humans, is divided into three forms. It can only be practiced by those with broad meridians and strong bodies. The practitioners need to pour the whole body's true energy into their fists. If you practice it to a great extent, you can injure the enemy from a thousand meters away, and consume a huge amount of energy."

Although Pascal Amos was a little tempted, this boxing technique was obviously not suitable for him. He just took a look at it and threw it back. It would probably be worth a lot of money if he sold it in the future.

Intermediate human-level boxing skills are not a big deal. They are generally very popular outside, and demand often exceeds supply. Pascal Amos has a prince's mansion behind him, so he is naturally good at human-level skills, but not everyone has a family background like Pascal Amos.

Next to Tiger Roaring Fist, there is another secret book.

"The Qi Hiding Technique is a high-level human-level martial skill that can hide one level of cultivation. It is suitable for sword masters and below, but is ineffective for sword masters and above."

After reading this sentence, the corner of Pascal Amos mouth couldn't help but curl up. The level of this Qi Concealing Technique has actually reached the level of a high-level human level, and judging from its effects, only sword masters and above can see through it. The swordsman of the first level cannot see through this Qi Concealing Technique, and then he can hide his Qi and kill the enemy by surprise.

"Good stuff, take it."

Pascal Amos has secretly made up his mind that he must successfully practice this Qi Concealment Technique. Once mastered, his ability to survive in the wild will be greatly improved in the future.