Chapter 303: Break up if You Disagree

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gallop all the way.

Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing were extremely fast.

After running for more than ten miles, the only one chasing behind was the fifth-rank strong man, and several fourth-rank warriors had already been left behind by a large amount.

"You boy, you run so fast!"

Qin Fengqing was panting slightly. After galloping so far, his five bridges between heaven and earth were not yet stable, and his recovery speed was a bit lacking, so he was a little tired at the moment.

At this moment, the two did not speak Catacombs anymore.

After running so far, the power of qi and blood is overflowing. Unless the fifth rank in the rear are idiots, they would have known that they were human fighters.

"Stop talking nonsense, can you kill?"

Fang Ping ignored him, and you are not slow.

"kill!"

When Qin Fengqing should be straightforward, she was unambiguous.

As soon as the voice fell, he turned around and swung his knife to chop off!

"Buzz!"

There was a sound that spread far away in the darkness.

Qin Fengqing's knife seemed to cut through the darkness, and instantly appeared at the waist of the strong man in midair.

Fang Ping was not slow either. The long knife on his back had already been drawn out, and he swept sideways, blocking both sides of the opponent at the same time as Qin Fengqing.

In the darkness, the middle-aged strong man who was chasing after him had an indifferent face and a sneer in his eyes.

Stepping into the air, the middle-aged strong man instantly disappeared in place and appeared in front of Qin Fengqing.

Qin Fengqing didn't seem to be surprised at all, and he was prepared for it. The next moment, Qin Fengqing stepped back and approached Fang Ping. He didn't take back the sword, and chopped it down the waist.

"boom!"

The middle-aged strong man moved both fists together, one punch on one side, defusing the attacks on both sides, and both knives were repelled.

Qin Fengqing and Fang Ping's eyes lit up!

"Early or middle stage of fifth grade!"

The two of them came to a judgment in an instant, the opponent's strength was not outrageously strong, and the attack just now was just to measure the opponent's strength.

Qin Fengqing's eyes were sharp, and he said in a low voice: "Old rules!"

The so-called old rules, of course, Fang Ping's limitless expansion, he comes to instant kill.

"can you?"

"Only practice one knife!"

Qin Fengqing answered simply, he may not be very strong in a protracted war, but his high-grade combat method is only for that one blow!

Once the knife comes out, there will be no return!

If the enemy does not die, he must die.

This is also the reason why he has to bring someone along with him when he is on a mission now. The companion can buy him time to recover.

Fang Ping heard this and stopped asking.

"Blood Exploding Knife" combines the seven cuts into one, cutting out instantly, piercing the sky.

The complexion of the fifth-rank strongman on the opposite side changed slightly, he hummed softly, and swung his fist heavily, hitting the side of the blade, causing the long blade to tremble.

It was too late to say it, but the other party knocked back Fang Ping's Seven Cuts with one punch, and appeared in front of Fang Ping with slight footsteps.

The next moment, a huge fist swung towards Fang Ping's head.

Before the fist arrived, the energy fluctuation seemed to tear Fang Ping's head apart.

"High-quality tactics!"

Fang Ping let out a low snort, and immediately threw out his left fist. Before the two fists collided, there was already a roar.

"People are coming, speed!"

Qin Fengqing took a few steps back at this moment, did not make a move, and growled when he saw this.

Fang Ping snorted, and swung the knife in his right hand, but instead of attacking, he inserted it backwards into the knife pouch behind his back.

The Guan knife is very big and has no scabbard, but for convenience, Fang Ping found someone to make a special knife pouch made of cave monster skin, which can be used to carry the long knife when needed.

With the long knife back, Fang Ping's eyes were cold and stern, and the next moment, the tiger pounced on the opponent.

Both fists were red, and in the blink of an eye, the fists were rotated, and dozens of punches were punched in a row.

The middle-aged strong man, as a fifth-rank powerhouse, has long judged that the strength of the two people on the opposite side is not too strong, and there is absolutely no fifth-rank powerhouse, so naturally he will not hesitate.

While being distracted to guard against Qin Fengqing who was looking for an opportunity, he swung his fist back at Fang Ping, intending to kill Fang Ping in a short time.

"boom!"

A series of loud sounds of metal collisions came out, Fang Ping flew upside down, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Just when the middle-aged strong man was about to hunt down,

Fang Ping stepped on the void, returned again, growled, and punched again.

"Bang bang bang..."

In just a few seconds, Fang Ping was sent flying again.

Qin Fengqing was about to move, holding his long knife horizontally, and had been waiting for an opportunity. The middle-aged strong man was about to kill one person and then another, but Fang Ping came back again.

This time, Fang Ping made a big move!

The mental power suddenly condensed into an invisible needle-like shape, piercing the opponent's brain in an instant.

The blood spurted out of the mouth, turned into a blood arrow, and shot towards the opponent's eye socket.

The middle-aged strong man obviously didn't expect that the coming person would master so many secret arts. Whether it was mental power or blood archery, in his opinion, they were all secret arts.

As soon as the mental power came out, the opponent's body trembled invisibly.

At this time, blood arrows spurted.

As a fifth-rank powerhouse, his mental power is not weak. Although he was frozen for a while, he still has the strength to defeat the blood arrow.

The moment he raised his hand to crush the blood arrow, Fang Ping attacked at the same time.

"boom!"

This time, Fang Ping used "Maha Boxing". He didn't have a deep grasp of high-grade combat techniques, and Fang Ping didn't pursue a one-shot kill. Everywhere.

The opponent hit the blood-scattering arrow with one move, and the next moment, just as he was about to fight back, Fang Ping's mental power was dispatched again, stabbing the opponent's brain.

"Courting death! (Cave language)"

The middle-aged strong man roared angrily, bursting with momentum, and powerful energy fluctuations radiated from his whole body, instantly dispelling Fang Ping's mental attack.

At this time, Fang Ping's fists also hit the opponent's body in many places, and the opponent retreated a few steps.

However, the middle-aged man is a fifth-rank powerhouse, his body has been tempered to a limit, and his internal organs have also been tempered. Only some of the internal organs in his body have not been tempered. Although he was repelled, it was not a serious injury.

Taking a few steps back, the opponent was about to take a step to fight back, but he didn't want the mental power that had been shaken away just now to condense into a shadowless needle again, stabbing at his head!

For a moment, the other party was in a daze.

Have you met a leader-level powerhouse?

Otherwise, how could it be like this!

At the moment when he was in a daze, Qin Fengqing, who had been looking for an opportunity, had bright eyes as if trying to illuminate the darkness.

"Continue to frighten him!"

Qin Fengqing drank quickly, and the next moment, the long knife burst out with a dazzling blood light, illuminating the void!

Fang Ping didn't answer the call, nor did he have time to answer it.

The mental power continued to attack the opponent, and the blood in the mouth spurted out desperately, turning into bloody arrows and piercing the opponent's head.

And he himself did not choose to watch because of Qin Fengqing's efforts.

Instead, he rushed forward quickly, waved his fists, and attacked the opponent violently, not giving the opponent a chance to escape!

"die!"

The middle-aged strong man also felt the crisis, roared, and went all out, his fist seemed to penetrate the void, and punched Fang Ping.

"boom!"

Fang Ping flew upside down, the skin on the surface of his right fist exploded instantly, and blood spattered everywhere.

The explosion of the skin continued to spread, and continued to explode until it reached the top of the right arm, and the force was exhausted.

A high-grade combat method, the strength runs through the body, if it just hit the chest, it will continue to spread towards the inner organs.

However, Fang Ping's qi and blood were strong, and he kept recovering. The strength of the opponent was only enough to explode his right arm, and he was weak, and was scattered by the constantly replenished qi and blood.

Here, Fang Ping has not yet landed, but Qin Fengqing's knife has already fallen.

Just as the middle-grade expert was about to pull back, Fang Ping's mental shock had an effect, making his footsteps slightly sluggish.

And at this moment, Qin Fengqing slashed the blade across the opponent's neck in an instant!

"Crack!"

There was an inaudible and short-lived cutting sound, and the long knife seemed to have no effect. The opponent still maintained a retreating posture, retreating a few steps in a row, but the speed gradually slowed down.

Qin Fengqing didn't pursue, and fell to the ground without looking back, and quickly ran towards Fang Ping.

The middle-aged strong man didn't chase after him, and there seemed to be a flash of bewilderment in his eyes.

After a while, countless fountains of blood suddenly spurted out from the neck.

The head, which was still intact just now, was sprayed out by the jet force of the blood spring, and the head fell to the ground.

...

Qin Fengqing was panting violently, while Fang Ping continued to use the power of Qi and blood to restore the injury to his right arm, and said coldly: "Next time we cooperate, you stop me, I will explode!"

Every time he broke out, he was the one who was injured.

Fang Ping was still a bit weaker against the fifth-rank powerhouse head-on, even though his physique had reached the level of a fourth-rank peak warrior.

But the five viscera have not been tempered, and if you are a little careless, it is easy to be shattered by the fifth-rank powerhouse.

Qin Fengqing panted, "You...can you... kill him with one move?"

"Without my blocking, can you kill him?"

Qin Fengqing's saber was fast and powerful, but without Fang Ping, he couldn't find a chance to make a move.

"Can you bear it without me killing him?"

"How did you kill him without me carrying it?"

"If I don't kill him, you will die."

"I run faster than him, and my stamina is stronger than him. If I die, you will die!"

"..."

Qin Fengqing glanced at him, what the hell, everyone was killed, is it useful for us to argue about this here?

Just as he thought about it, Fang Ping said, "His heart belongs to me."

"MD!"

Qin Fengqing yelled, coauthored you for this?

"It's yours..."

Qin Fengqing was very talkative this time, and quickly said: "The latter ones are all yours, hurry up, I need time!"

The reason why it is so straightforward is because those fourth-rank warriors in the rear are chasing after them.

At this moment, he exploded with all his strength, almost consuming most of his vitality and blood, and exhausted his physical strength and energy.

If Fang Ping didn't make a move, he could only run, and he had to be careful not to be caught up.

Fang Ping glanced at the bloody right arm, and couldn't help cursing, "Anyone else would lose his right arm."

Qin Fengqing is a bastard, except for the strength of the knife just now, he is almost a waste.

"Split the bill with you, every time you take advantage of me, save your dog's life, your knife belongs to me!"

Fang Ping doesn't care whether he agrees or not, the knife counts as 50 million for him, sooner or later it will be mine!

Qin Fengqing grasped the knife subconsciously, what the hell, I haven't made up my mind on this kid, he's eyeing my only valuable treasure?

Fang Ping also rushed out at this moment, clenched his fist with his left hand, shouted violently in a low voice, and the blood on the fist glowed like blazing.

There are 4 fourth-rank warriors chasing after them, ranging from the first stage to the advanced stage.

But compared to Fang Ping, these people practiced mid-level combat techniques, their physique, vitality and blood were not as good as Fang Ping's. With Fang Ping's mental power, they were almost like cutting melons. They killed four people in less than 30 seconds. on the spot.

"Weak chicken!"

Fang Ping blasted the head of the last person with a punch, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said contemptuously: "It's not as good as Ling Xiaochest!"

Qin Fengqing also recovered some spare strength at this moment, and while groping the body of the fifth-rank powerhouse, he asked, "Who is little brother Lin?"

"Ling Yiyi."

"What?"

Qin Fengqing was stunned for a moment, but Fang Ping ignored him and began to collect the spoils.

...

Less than 1 minute.

All the trophies were placed in front of the two of them.

"Three weapons of D-grade quality, less than 30 catties."

"5 energy hearts, 4 tier 4, and 1 tier 5."

The two looked at each other, and then both were speechless, that's all, it's gone!

Qin Fengqing said in a low voice: "They just got up at night, so things must have been left in that hall."

Fang Ping nodded slightly, and then naturally stuffed everything into his sack.

Seeing this, Qin Fengqing gritted her teeth and said, "It's too much!"

"I killed the fourth-rank ones, and the fifth-rank ones agreed that their hearts belong to me. Don't they all belong to me?"

Qin Fengqing said in embarrassment: "Then you have to share some with me anyway, I think that fifth-rank one has something!"

He didn't expect that the other party didn't bring anything.

In the end, the two spent a long time trying to kill each other, but he didn't get anything.

Fang Ping pondered for a moment, then threw the five medals in front of him to him, "This is for you, it can be sold for money, and there are fifth-rank medals, which must be very valuable."

Catacomb warriors may not wear other things, but they will definitely wear medals.

In the Catacombs, this is all symbols of identity, status, and glory.

Warriors must wear medals.

"Ix-on:#%……"

Qin Fengqing yelled and cursed, and I just shared such a thing with Lao Tzu?

Medals are actually very useful. They can be exchanged for military points in the military department, or some people like to collect them.

But compared to the real benefits, this thing is not worth mentioning.

Qin Fengqing gritted her teeth and said: "At least give me a few fourth-rank hearts, or we will break up!"

"Then break up."

Fang Ping looked indifferent, Qin Fengqing snorted and walked away without talking nonsense.

Similarly, Fang Ping didn't talk nonsense and just walked away.

Both of them were going in the same direction.

Qin Fengqing walked a few steps, and suddenly said: "Don't follow me!"

"You should follow me!"

Said, Fang Ping said quietly: "You are not afraid, there are sixth-rank powerhouses inside?"

The direction the two of them went was the valley just now.

The medicinal materials there have not been collected yet, and none of these fourth- and fifth-rank warriors have brought out their cultivation materials. Don't worry, there will be no shortage of good things in the hall.

The two want to break up, obviously wanting to monopolize the benefits.

Qin Fengqing said as he walked, "I guess not."

"I guess so."

"Then don't go."

"I protect you."

"No need!"

"..."

The two stopped. Qin Fengqing looked depressed and said helplessly, "Together."

"good."

Fang Ping laughed, and then said: "I guess there are probably no sixth grades in it, otherwise, I think they will chase us down. After all, the security device has been destroyed. Think about it differently. I don't know whether the enemy is strong or weak. At this time There are six grades, will sit still?

Switching to Mowu, if someone breaks into the southern area, it is natural that all the strong will come out. There are six or seven strong people, and the fifth-level ones will chase and kill them, which is unreasonable. "

Qin Fengqing murmured: "Maybe it's the seventh rank. The seventh rank has a big air, and we are small thieves. It's okay not to chase and kill the seventh rank."

Just now, one of the two said yes, and the other said no, but now it's reversed.

But the two of them didn't take it seriously, they didn't care if it was good or not, as long as it was beneficial.

What's more, Langtou Mountain is not a very rich place, and the energy concentration is not too high. In fact, both of them judged that the seventh-rank powerhouses would not settle here.

That being the case, the fifth rank who chased them down before may be the strongest.

It's really unlucky, if you meet a sixth grade, then just run away.

It is inevitable that the two of them at this moment cannot kill the sixth rank even if they work together.

I'm afraid I can't kill a fifth-rank peak warrior, and I have to prevent being killed back.

The person just now was either at the beginning of the fifth rank or the middle rank, and he must not have reached the upper rank, otherwise, Fang Ping would not have resisted so easily.

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