Qin Muran was panicked when he heard Nangong Zheng's words.

"Senior Brother Nangong, I'm not sick, I'm in good health, really!"

Qin Muran wanted to struggle, but he found that no matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of Nangong Zheng's confinement to him.

The air around seemed to have become a natural cage, limiting Qin Muran to this fixed area.

"Is that true? It's not up to you to decide whether it's good or not! I have to come to see you. Since your grandfather says you have a problem, then as a senior brother, you cannot let this condition lurk in your body. Otherwise, if it breaks out one day, the consequences will be unimaginable. The master is just you, so I can't sit idly by and watch!"

Nangong Zheng's eyes were full of responsibility, and he looked at Qin Muran who was struggling like a jumping shrimp, and said.

"Senior brother, I'm really not sick, I'm really okay! Don't!"

When did Qin Muran have such a situation? He wanted to resist, but found that he was really powerless!

Nangong Zheng’s strength is really too strong.

Even Qin Muran did not feel so desperate when facing Wu Tongfeng and Lei Lie. He was like an ant in the abyss, and Nangong Zheng was the endless abyss.

"Hmph! It's useless to say this now! I can't be unresponsible to my master! Although I'm just a registered disciple, you are still your senior brother. I believe your senior brother, that's right!"

After saying that, Nangong Zheng, no matter how unwilling Qin Muran was lying down, the energy on his body burst out and condensed on his fingertips. Then he aimed at a hole behind Qin Muran and pressed it down.

This finger was not fast, but if someone else was present, he would be very shocked, because Nangong Zheng's finger actually crushed the void and was a dizzy like water droplets appearing around him.

"Bang!"

Nangong Zheng fell down his fingertips, and the next second, a roar like a pig slaughtered out of Qin Muran's mouth.

"ah!"

The screams of pain broke the sky and almost lifted the roof of the thatched hut out.

The pain, the indescribable pain, Qin Muran only felt that Nangong Zheng's finger fell, and the bones in his body were about to fall apart. Not only the bones, but also the blood flowing in his body seemed to be ignited in an instant, and the hot blood spread throughout his body, as if it was about to be burned.

"Hold on your breath!"

Seeing Qin Muran like this, Nangong Zheng reminded him.

"This is the beginning, and it will only hurt more next!"

"What?!"

Qin Muran was completely in trouble. At this moment, Qin Muran's impure body could not bear it, let alone other people!

This is just the beginning? Are you getting it wrong?

What acupoint is pressed? How come it hurts so much!

Qin Muran could not imagine what method Nangong Zheng used, and he was not in the mood to think about it at this time, but one thing that can be confirmed is that this acupoint-clicking technique is quite tormenting.

"Here you come!"

After Nangong Zheng finished speaking, he pressed his fingers down at another acupoint behind him again.

This time, Qin Muran did not scream, not because it didn't hurt, but because he was so painful that his throat could not make any sound.

Every time Qin Muran fell, his feelings were different. With this finger, Qin Muran felt that the blood that had just calmed down had been mobilized again.

However, this time, it was not as enthusiastic as before, but rather a biting cold.

One cold and one hot, is Nangong Zheng helping himself to treat or deliberately torture himself.

If Qin Muran hadn't resisted long ago if he hadn't known that Nangong was his senior brother, he would have resisted.

Of course, he didn't have the strength to resist. Even though he was in the middle stage of Huajin, his combat power was catching up with Huajin's Great Perfection, in front of Nangong Zheng, for some reason, Qin Muran always felt that he could not see through him.

Strong, full of strength.

At this time, Qin Muran's muscles were twitching violently. San Hantian, but a lot of sweat had already oozed out of his back.

It was like practicing in a movie, and there were white mists coming out from his head.

"It hurts so much!"

Qin Muran's face became ferocious because of the pain, and his face turned red and looked in great pain.

"This is the second finger, the third finger is here!"

Nangong Zheng's eyes tightened, and the energy in his body surged out again, gathered on his fingers, pressing down on Qin Muran's back again.

This finger was even more terrifying than the previous two fingers. The fingers carried the finger wind and pressed against Qin Muran's acupoints.

"puff!"

Qin Muran couldn't bear the force of this finger, and only felt a sweetness in his throat, and then a strong smell of blood couldn't help but burst out from his mouth.

"ah!"

Under the urging of the finger force, Qin Muran's dantian trembled violently, and one after another of the energy began to run around Qin Muran without control.

Qin Muran felt that the blood in his body was mobilized, and the rolling aura burst out.

"boom!"

Qin Muran's body shook, and above his head, a huge murderous aura began to condense, and the white clouds on the thatched hut began to darken and turned into dark clouds.

The thunder shines, which was exaggerated by Qin Muran's murderous aura.

"So murderous intent?"

Even when Nangong Zheng saw Qin Muran's murderous aura, he couldn't help but be amazed. He found that he still underestimated this junior brother. Qin Muran's murderous aura was basically the arrival of an evil star!

"No wonder! Pojun's fate is the main killer!"

Nangong Zheng looked up and his eyes seemed to be able to see through the thatched roof above his head and see the celestial phenomena.

"Junior brother, you are really..."

At this moment, even Nangong Zheng couldn't help but smile a bitter smile on his face.

His acupointing technique is actually not a real treatment. This is the technique he learned from an ancient book to stimulate potential. There are five fingers in total, but the latter two fingers have been lost, but even the three fingers are not something that ordinary people can bear. Once they have to withstand the three fingers, the strength of the whole person will have a qualitative leap.

Now Qin Muran's strength is in the middle stage of Huajin. After the potential is stimulated, it will be easier for Qin Muran to enter the late stage of Huajin.

However, when the third finger was pressed, Nangong Zheng was a little worried. Although Qin Muran did not seem to be a vicious person, under the stimulation of his finger force, all the murderous auras on his body had erupted out, and the murderous aura condensed into clouds, the sky was dark, and the killing god came!

"roar!"
Chapter completed!