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Chapter 296 Who told you that I am a practitioner?(1/2)

"What? He's fine?"

Looking at the golden figure like a rainbow.

Everyone looked shocked, their eyes popping out of their sockets.

"How is this possible!"

The smile on Murong He's face suddenly froze. After realizing that the golden fist shadow was heading straight for him, he thought to himself that something was wrong and hurriedly pinched out a wind-control technique to avoid it.

"Bang!"

The golden fist shadow fell and hit his junior hard. Murong He spewed out a bloody stain and was directly knocked to the ground.

This moment.

The scene was as quiet as death.

Under the bloodstains of the sky, Zhang Mengqi and others looked pale and shocked.

I originally thought that Ye Chen would definitely die under Murong He's previous magic, but who would have thought that the other party would not only be fine, but would break the big black ball and knock Murong He away with one punch.

"That kid is so powerful?"

Huo Sisi was stunned.

Huo Yushan hurriedly covered her mouth when he heard this, and the horror in his heart could not be gone.

"puff!"

Murong He, who hit the ground, sprayed a mouthful of blood again, then stood up from the ground, looked at Ye Chen with disheveled hair, his eyes full of disbelief: "Aren't you Tongxuan? How could you have such a powerful force?"

If he hadn't avoided it in time just now, just looking at 20% of the force of Ye Chen's punch, it would have been difficult for him to survive now.

"Who told you that I am a Tongxuan?" Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back and looked down at him condescendingly.

As soon as this is said.

Murong He was stunned at first, then something sounded, his face full of shock: "You... are you a martial arts and martial arts cultivator? You... are you still a martial arts master?!!!"

As his words fell.

Everyone's expressions changed.

The so-called dual cultivation of martial arts refers to a person practicing martial arts and magic at the same time, having double combat power, being able to attack from a distance, and being able to fight in close combat.

However, this is just a legend.

As the saying goes, greed cannot be eaten. After all, a person's energy is really limited. Just practicing martial arts or magic will last for the rest of his life. How can he choose such a path?

Master of Martial Arts? The realm of divine communication?!

Zhang Mengqi almost fainted.

It was really the shock that Ye Chen brought to her, which made her unacceptable for a while.

Before this, he thought Ye Chen was just a Tongxuan master at the peak of the Taoist realm. Who would have thought that after fighting with Murong He, he would break his fire condensation technique with one hand and punch Murong He again.

"This...how is this possible!"

Zhang Haoxuan, who had repeatedly mocked Ye Chen, looked pale and incredible.

The most surprising thing was Huo Sisi: "Dad, that boy, oh no, he is really... really a master of martial arts?"

The master of martial arts, that is a legendary existence, she has never seen it in her life.

"I'm afraid it's."

Huo Yushan closed his eyes, his heart fluctuated.

The existence I have been pursuing for all my life is now in front of me, and I am still a young man under thirty years old.

"snort!"

Murong He's expression changed for a few moments, and suddenly he smiled: "Ye Chen, so what if you are really a martial arts and martial arts cultivator? I haven't used all my strength yet!"

"You have any other means to use it!" Ye Chen said oh, his expression was extremely indifferent, and there was no expression at all.

"Popular Dragon Miasma, let me open it!"

Murong He took out a pill and swallowed it, then slapped the green dragon-headed crutch he carried with him with a palm. With a click, the grip shattered.

A colorful mist floated out of the crutch quickly, like a rainbow. The colorful mist gathered more and more, and finally rose into the air like a colorful dragon. In the end, it covered the sky and the earth like a colorful cloud.

"This is the poisonous dragon miasma!"

Zhang Mengqi's pretty face in the crowd changed.

"The little girl from the Zhang family is quite knowledgeable!"

Seeing that the colorful mist was recognized, Murong He smiled proudly: "Yes, it's the poisonous dragon miasma."

"Sister, what is poisonous dragon miasma?" Zhang Haoxuan asked.

Zhang Mengqi took a deep breath and said, "It is rumored that there is a poisonous dragon ravine deep in the old forest in Lingnan. There are colorful poisonous miasma entangled here all year round. It is said that a poisonous dragon is practicing here, and the miasma is emitted by it."

"A normal person will die if he only needs to smell it, and his body will turn into thick water, which is very terrible."

She is from the Zhang family in southern Anhui. She has been exposed to various medical principles since childhood. She can identify thousands of herbs and also recognize various miasma, poisonous gas, and mirages. The most famous of them is the poisonous dragon miasma.

As soon as this is said.

Everyone changed their qualities and took several steps back at the same time, but the poisonous cloud above their heads was too big and they still couldn't avoid it.

Someone couldn't help but cry and said, "Mr. Murong, don't involve us in the grudge between you and Ye Chen."

"Don't be afraid, everyone!"

At the critical moment, Zhang Mengqi smiled and said, "My family in southern Anhui has a detoxification pill. Everyone just needs to take it and you won't get poisoned."

As she said that, she took out a purple gourd from her body, poured out blue pills and handed them to everyone.

After everyone was convinced, he breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully: "Miss Zhang is indeed kind-hearted. Now we can watch the battle between Mr. Murong and the others at close range."

Zhang Mengqi sneered secretly.

Among everyone present, Ye Chen did not take the detoxification pill, and the reason why she did this was simply to let everyone see what Ye Chen would end with her own eyes.

hehe.

The surname is Ye.

I want to see how you deal with the poisonous dragon miasma.

"Ye Chen, you have also seen my methods. Now I will give you a chance to hand over the pill recipe and then destroy your own cultivation. I can consider leaving you a complete body."

Murong He laughed loudly, not without pride.

Ye Chen shook his head slightly: "Do you really think that this mere miasma can hurt me?"

"snort!"

"It's stubborn!"

Murong He smiled coldly, then formed a magic seal and raised his hand to hit Ye Chen: "Die me!"

As his words fell.

The colorful poisonous clouds above his head suddenly turned into a hurricane and pressed towards Ye Chen quickly.

"You are still alive now?"

Seeing this, Zhang Mengqi couldn't help but sneer, as if she saw Ye Chen being surrounded by miasma and turned into a pool of pus and blood.

"What a pity!"

Many people shook their heads.

When the hurricane turned into a poisonous cloud was approaching Ye Chen, he suddenly opened his mouth and sucked it violently, and a huge suction force came from his mouth.

The next moment.

I saw the hurricane thinner, turning into a colorful airflow and sucking it into Ye Chen's mouth.

Ye Chen had nothing to do.

"What?" Everyone rubbed their eyes, showing a look of seeing a ghost.

"How is this possible!"

Murong He and Zhang Mengqi both exclaimed, and their faces were filled with a strong look of horror.

The poisonous dragon miasma was actually sucked by him in one mouthful?

"Is this... still human?"

Huo Yushan and his daughter were frightened.

Ye Chen looked at Murong He with a smile: "Your method is much better than Murong Yang's, but unfortunately it's useless to me."

"You...you..." Murong He was shocked and angry.

"Now, it's my turn!"

Ye Chen smiled and opened his mouth again, and a colorful mist sprayed out from his mouth: "I'll let you taste the so-called poisonous dragon miasma."
To be continued...
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