Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Qi Jingshan's muscles and bones crackled, and his whole body inexplicably grew a little taller.

As his blood boiled, bursts of white mist rose directly from his head.

The energy in his body spurted out, causing his robe to bulge up quickly, the buttons suddenly falling apart, and the clothes fluttering behind him like a cloak.

The energy in his palm was like a snake, scurrying around, making the whole hand much bigger.

Accompanied by a powerful roar, Qi Jingshan jumped up high, spanning a distance of several feet, and slapped Jiang Ran with a condescending palm.

This palm was powerful and heavy, and he only used five points of his strength, leaving himself room to retreat.

Qi Jingshan was also afraid that his guess was wrong. If he didn't hold back and slapped Jiang Ran to death, Shen Qingyun would be able to blame him for the rest of his life.

"When facing a battle, it is a taboo to hold back your hands."

Jiang Ran was aware of the other party's intentions, but he also understood that Qi Jingshan had no murderous intention.

He took a step forward like he was strolling in the courtyard, and then his right hand was pointed at the sword. The Nine Tribulations energy was condensed on the fingertips, and he pointed with one finger.

Jiang Ran's extremely fierce palm, which seemed to have the power of thunder, hit the light finger of Yun Danfeng under Jiang Ran's deliberate move.

Qi Jingshan's whole body surged with energy, and his whole body was in the air. The momentum was so majestic that it was as if the autumn wind was blowing away the fallen leaves.

Jiang Ran's body was thin, and he was facing the opponent's energy flow, causing the hunting wind blowing in his face, which made him look a little shaky.

The sword finger touched Qi Jingshan's palm when he was unable to change his moves.

His body was still hanging in the air, and the place where his palm touched Jiang Ran's fingers seemed to be a fulcrum.

Qi Jingshan's powerful momentum was stopped by a single finger with the help of a well-placed palm, and his whole body was supported at the same time.

"Qu Feizhou." Jiang Ran looked at Qi Jingshan with an indifferent look. He looked up at Qi Jingshan with a half-smiling smile. Just when the horror just appeared in the other person's eyes, he made another move.

The sword finger retreated slightly by a few millimeters. Immediately, the Nine Tribulations Qi energy condensed on the fingertips, and at a speed that could not be reacted, force was exerted again in this millimeter.

With only a few millimeters of distance, Jiang Ran's finger still struck out with the force of wind and thunder.

"Backward cloud."

With the words "Qingpiaopiao" falling to the ground.

Before the horror was fully revealed in Qi Jingshan's eyes, he noticed that he had lost feeling in his palms.

As soon as Jiang Ran pointed out, it was like an out-of-control truck crashed into him at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour.

What's even more terrifying is that this kinetic energy speed is completely concentrated at one point.

So in the next second, Qi Jingshan found a fierce, violent and extremely arrogant energy coming directly from the palm of his hand.

Directly under this irresistible energy and strength, he flew back at a speed several times faster than when he attacked.

Qi Jingshan frantically circulated the energy in his body, trying to stop the castration.

He suddenly discovered that his own energy was unable to stop the ray of energy that rushed from his palm into his right arm.

The energy Jiang Ran gathered with one finger was like a tornado, tearing apart everything that dared to get close.

Qi Jingshan flew backwards for nearly a dozen feet, and then hit a load-bearing column, making a loud noise that echoed in the vast hall.

The delicate decorations and patterns on the load-bearing pillars were all shattered by the impact, but Qi Jingshan's back was still firmly stuck to the pillar and did not fall off.

It wasn't until Jiang Ran pointed out that the energy flowed directly from his palms to his shoulders, and then came out through his body.

An invisible force as thick as a finger shot out from Qi Jingshan's right shoulder and crashed directly into the load-bearing pillar close to his shoulder.

The next second, a scalp-numbing "whoosh" sound came from Qi Jingshan's ears, which meant that the ray of energy penetrated the entire load-bearing column and shot farther away.

It was nearly 20 seconds until the energy that Jiang Ran had penetrated into his body penetrated the load-bearing pillar, and Qi Jingshan finally regained control of his body.

His right arm has completely lost all feeling, and the energy in his body cannot flow again.

Qi Jingshan fell to the ground from a height of more than two meters. The energy in his body was in a mess. Without sorting it out for a period of time, he would never want to fight anyone again.

Qi Jingshan, who looked as towering as a mountain when he first met Jiang Ran, and whose eyes were even more arrogant, finally regained the demeanor of a normal old man when he fell to the ground and leaned cross-legged on the load-bearing pillar.

He became slumped and aged, the sparkle in his eyes disappeared, and actually became a bit cloudy.

Looking at Jiang Ran walking towards him slowly from the door, Qi Jingshan's eyes revealed a series of complex emotions such as self-doubt and collapse of his outlook on life.

He knew very well that whether he kept his hand or not had no meaning at all.

Under Jiang Ran's terrifying strength, any dark strength or peak dark strength warrior would have no chance of resisting.

This finally confirmed his suspicion that the scene downstairs just now was not an illusion.

"The enemy's strength turns into his own strength." Qi Jingshan looked at Jiang Ran, who was not too far away from him, with bitterness on his old face.

"You have stepped into the threshold of energy transformation."

"Hahaha..." Qi Jingshan didn't know what he had in mind, but he couldn't help but laughed loudly, smiling, with tears filling the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

"20-year-old Huajin, 20-year-old grandmaster!"

"Hahahaha... Oh God! Oh God! How unfair you are, how unfair you are!!!"

The injury to Qi Jingshan's right arm and the pain in his back did not make him frown.

After walking out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, he had experienced more painful and tragic injuries than this.

But after verifying the truth, he finally couldn't control his emotions.

This old man, who had never experienced severe mood swings in his life, completely collapsed when Jiang Ran walked up to him with an indifferent look on his face.

He just stretched out his legs and sat down on the ground, leaning against the load-bearing pillar. He clenched his left hand into a fist and beat the ground desperately.

The sound of hitting the ground echoed, as if mocking Qi Jingshan's decades of persistence and hard work, which was so ridiculous and unworthy of mention.

His fist was soon dripping with blood, and Qi Jingshan seemed unaware. He was just like a child, crying to vent his emotions.

The martial arts that he has been dedicated to for his whole life, under Hui Feng's gentle finger, is like a farce.

And he, Qi Jingshan, is the protagonist of this farce.

But for Jiang Ran, there was no feeling of complacency or sarcasm.

The scene in front of him of Old Qi Jingshan bursting into tears did not cause any ripples in his heart.

In the world of cultivation, there are so many monks who have wasted their whole life without building a foundation. They are helpless and helpless as their path is cut off.

After building the foundation, condensing the core is another hurdle. If you can't step over it, you will die. If you step over it, you will gain five hundred new lives.

When the monk reaches the end of his life, he has exhausted all his life's energy and all his means, but he still cannot push open the door that is so close.

How could Qi Jingshan understand the despair and desolation of being so close to being reborn?