"Only overestimate one's own ability!"/p>

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Looking at Zilong rushing towards him, Qing Bingzhi waved his hand and set off a terrifying wave of source energy, knocking Zilong away in a charge./p>

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However, the moment Zilong fell to the ground, he stood up quickly, and even without waiting to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he wrapped his body in the air again, and rushed towards Qing Bingzhi./p>

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Zilong took out Zhufeng Liuwu while running, with the source energy attached to the sword, jumped up on the ground with heavy feet, threw Zhufeng Liuwu towards Qing Bingzhi./p>

/p>

Looking at the sword that was about to fly to him, Qing Bingzhi smiled disdainfully and easily avoided it./p>

/p>

"I lost my weapon first without success in the match. I'm stupid!"/p>

/p>

"No!" The girl spoke out to stop./p>

/p>

Ran Qing Bingzhi ignored it completely, waved his sleeves and knocked Zilong away with the same simple move, but this time, he took the action even harder./p>

/p>

The girl ran to Zilong's fall to the ground frantically, checking Zilong's situation./p>

/p>

At this time, Zilong's clothes were torn and his body was covered in wounds. The girl felt distressed and she burst into tears again./p>

/p>

Seeing Zilong trying to stand up again, the girl stopped her and said:/p>

/p>

"You can't beat him, don't get up again."/p>

/p>

Zilong stretched out his hand and helped the girl wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled with pain:/p>

/p>

"Whoever makes you cry, who will kill me!"/p>

/p>

The short eight words made the girl's tear glands gush and remember them in her heart. Although she had not been together for a long time, the girl felt the care and love she had never seen before from Zilong.../p>

/p>

Zilong endured the pain all over his body and stood up again./p>

/p>

"Do you want to die? This is Qing Bingzhi! A real emperor!" The ghost heard the sound of the sound and tried his best to dissuade him./p>

/p>

"Ghost, if one day you are bullied, no matter whether the other party draws a tiger or swallows a wolf, I will pull out their dog teeth even if I try my best to death."/p>

/p>

Zilong's words made the ghost choke for a moment and couldn't speak.../p>

/p>

Seeing that Zhao Zilong could stand up again, his sharp eyes locked on him tightly, as if he was looking at his prey, Qing Bingzhi was moved./p>

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As a seventh-level emperor, Qing Bingzhi has the domain of the emperor. In front of his domain of the emperor, ordinary low-level monks are timid even if they don't tremble. However, he can't see any fear in Zilong's eyes. He is obviously a hunter, but he is stared at by prey like this, which makes him very uncomfortable./p>

/p>

Zilong's hands came out together, and the suction of the ghost handprints sucked up the stones on the nearby ground. The stones were suspended around Qing Bingzhi, but they still looked indifferent./p>

/p>

The gap between them is like clouds. For Qing Bingzhi, it would be a fantasy for a low-level cultivator in the middle stage of the fourth level to hurt him./p>

/p>

Suddenly, Zilong moved, and the palm wind extinguished the bonfire on the ground. At the moment the fire disappeared, he rushed towards Qing Bingzhi again./p>

/p>

"Hmph, all your actions are within the control of my spiritual consciousness. Do you think the battle between the strong is still as dependent on your eyes as you low-level monks?"/p>

/p>

In the darkness that is hard to reach, Zilong's ghost handprint and the moon-watching palm appear together. The suction and elastic force of the ghost handprint and the moon-watching palm alternately cooperate, controlling the surrounding stones flying towards Qing Bingzhi./p>

/p>

Qing Bingzhi did not move at all, and he did not even have the source energy to protect his body. Just the great power of the imperial domain, the stones turned into powder in front of him, and the smoke disappeared./p>

/p>

"You can't figure out the gap between us at all. All your actions in the dark are under my control..."/p>

/p>

However, just as Qing Bingzhi finished speaking, a huge sense of crisis came. The "stone" that should have turned into powder actually broke through the power of his emperor. The moonlight was cold and the sword light arrived, and from behind Qing Bingzhi, he roared like a flowing light!/p>

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Qing Bingzhi dodged sideways in panic, but the sharp blade had already streaked across his left face, leaving an inch of blood mark.../p>

/p>

The coldness of the sword and the stinging blood made Qing Bingzhi unbelievable that his great emperor was actually injured by a middle-level fourth-level kid./p>

/p>

The moment Zhu Feng Liuwu streaked across Qing Bingzhi's left face, Zilong also burst into anger. While taking Zhu Feng Liuwu, he slashed in the air and took Qing Bingzhi's head straight away./p>

/p>

However, this time, Qing Bingzhi would not give Zilong any chance. The emperor was angry and the earth shook. Zilong and Zhu Feng Liuwu were crushed by the source energy of Qing Bingzhi and were directly knocked to the ground. They were pressed on the ground by the emperor's power and could not move./p>

/p>

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"/p>

/p>

Qing Bingzhi's tone was low, and he looked coldly at Zhao Zilong who was breathing on the ground./p>

/p>

A legend in the Central Plains, the contemporary head of the Qing family, this time, was really angry and was cut off by a small child in the middle stage of the fourth level. This was a very shame for Qing Bingzhi./p>

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Qing Bingzhi recalled the whole thing. This little ghost deliberately put out the bonfire and then used stones to confuse the public. All seemingly futile actions were to divert my attention and make me even more underestimate the enemy and carelessness. The sword he threw before was the real killing move! What a powerful little ghost, if Zhao Zilong's cultivation was a sixth-level saint, he might have really fallen... Looking for opportunities in the Jedi, this tenacity and courage are not even enough for Ang'er. This little ghost is a disaster... Qing Bingzhi was moved to killing./p>

/p>

"No! Father! Let him go, I'll go back with you now!" The girl protected Zilong and shouted hoarsely./p>

/p>

The girl's voice calmed down Qing Bingzhi's murderous intent. Qing Bingzhi calmed down. It was not the time to kill this boy. Before that thing was ready, Zhao Zilong was really untouchable. Not to mention that it alarmed the Zhao clan in advance, even the old men in the Ghost Sect could not resist it. In a year, he could not make any fuss. Since the life and death contract has been signed, Zhao Zilong should be left to Ang'er to deal with it... But seeing his daughter protecting Zhao Zilong so much, Qing Bingzhi wished he could strangle this brat to death immediately.../p>

/p>

"She called Qing Bingzhi's father? Then she is..." Zilong was pressed tightly on the ground by the emperor's might and murmured softly./p>

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"Little devil, for the sake of my daughter, I will let you go today and live a good life for me. A year later, Ang'er will kill you in front of everyone in the Central Plains!" Qing Bingzhi was in a high position and his imperial power was fully displayed./p>

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"Ha, remember what I said, one day, I will chop Yunwangshan, and your precious son, if he dares to come, I will remove his arm..." Zilong stood up for the third time, carrying the power of the emperor, letting his bones rush and blood flow, without any timidity./p>

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"You!"/p>

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Qing Bingzhi gritted his teeth with hatred, but he had no choice but to deal with Zilong. He put away the power of the emperor. He was really afraid that this little devil would be crushed by his emperor's power in the next moment./p>

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To be continued...