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Chapter 282: Get out of my way! Slap to death
Zhou Xintong's move suddenly interrupted Shen Qing's way, preventing him from moving forward.

The fist whistled and hit his face with the sound of breaking through the air.

In a hurry, Shen Qing did not retreat. With his amazing reaction, he swung out his right palm, meeting the seemingly unmatched fist and colliding fiercely with the raging energy.

"boom!"

A deafening roar, like the most violent thunder in the sky, suddenly tore through the air, and all the surrounding sounds were swallowed up by this shocking blow.

A dazzling light burst out between the two of them, invisible air waves spread out, and dust rose up around them.

Under the recoil of this powerful force, Shen Qing took several steps back before he was able to stabilize his body.

Seeing Shen Qing like this, Zhou Xintong showed a proud look and felt very pleased with himself.

In his opinion, Shen Qing, the chief of the Weiwu Division, was just so-so, not worthy of his reputation. He couldn't even withstand his punch. He was far inferior to him and was no match for him at all.

A peasant from the countryside is just a peasant.

How can they compare to these rich kids who have been practicing since their mother’s womb?

He really couldn't understand how such a person could bully them and suppress their peers.

Looking around, there is really no one of his generation who can compare to him.

But it's different now.

He could imagine what kind of prestige he would gain among his peers in Yongzhou if he killed Shen Qing.

Today is the day to become famous.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xintong's face was ferocious. He once again quickly approached Shen Qing and kept accusing him, "Shen Qing, you are the chief of the Weiwu Division. You actually colluded with the demons and caused such a big disaster. Do you really think that no one can stop you? Die!"

Faced with Zhou Xintong's false accusations, Shen Qing remained calm, without even the slightest ripple.

He slayed demons along the way and his body was covered in blood.

Everyone who was still alive on this street saw it all.

Zhou Xintong is just telling lies with his eyes open, no one will believe him.

But Shen Qing also knew what the other party was planning.

In the other party's view, the dead will not defend themselves.

As long as they beat him to death, no one will speak for themselves under their panic and tyranny.

In the end, the blame will naturally fall on his head.

If you want to foil Zhou Xintong's plan, the method is very simple.

Just kill the other person before he kills himself!
Seeing that Shen Qing remained silent, Zhou Xintong thought that he was intimidated by his aura, and a smug look appeared on his face.

Zhou Xintong's figure continued to grow larger and closer in Shen Qing's sight.

Shen Qing released his spiritual sense and sensed a powerful aura approaching from behind him. He realized that he could not stay in this place for too long.

Damn it, if this guy hadn't been so nosy, he would have left this place long ago and distanced himself from the innate martial artist behind him.

Not only has the distance not been shortened, but due to time delay he has lost the best time to escape.

It's all this bastard's fault!
A feeling of dissatisfaction quickly emerged in Shen Qing's heart, like a volcano erupting.

His eyebrows twisted together, and he roared in dissatisfaction: "Get out of my way!"

Shen Qing's mind moved, and the Nine Revolutions Profound Art was pushed to the extreme by him.

In an instant, the spiritual energy channels in the whole body reversed ten times, adding ten times the power.

The spiritual energy in his body began to surge, like a river bursting its banks, surging and sweeping over his entire body. Shen Qing pinched his hands together, and the Heaven-Flipping Seal was suddenly pinched out by him.

The purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered in front of him, condensing into a Fantian Seal that seemed to have descended from the sky.

The Fantian Seal was enormous. It was as steady and heavy as a mountain, and contained the vast power of a surging river or sea. With the might to destroy the world, it roared and smashed towards Zhou Xintong's forehead.

Wherever the Fantian Seal passed, it left behind a series of colorless traces.

"boom!"

The enormous force poured down in front of Zhou Xintong without reservation.

There was a flash of disbelief and astonishment in Zhou Xintong's eyes.

He quickly turned around and raised his arms to block.

However, Shen Qing's original cultivation level was that of a Danren, and now with ten times the strength added to it, he was comparable to a half-step innate cultivator.

But how could Zhou Xintong, who was only at the Danren level, be his opponent?

When the Seal of Fantian fell on Zhou Xintong's forehead, the powerful aura and spiritual defense surrounding him became as fragile as paper and instantly collapsed, turning into thousands of streams of light and dissipating into the void.

"how is this possible?"

Zhou Xintong's pupils shrank slightly, filled with disbelief.

The power of the Fantian Seal poured down on Zhou Xintong. He tried his best to resist, but it was all in vain.

When the light faded, Zhou Xintong's miserable figure was revealed.

Half of his head was completely deflated, all his clothes were torn, and blood was oozing from all his orifices.

Shen Qing had no expression on his face and slapped him away.

The light in the void seemed to be captured by his gesture, and gathered again, turning into a huge palm, carrying endless pressure and destructive power, and fell mercilessly on Zhou Xintong.

"boom!"

Zhou Xintong, who was already seriously injured, was dazed and had no reaction at all.

When he sensed a fierce murderous intent, he was beaten into a pulp by Shen Qing and stuck to the wall.

After a fatal strike, Shen Qing put his palm to his chest.

Seeing that the obstacles ahead had been cleared, he turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the city gate, running desperately.

Not far away on the street, Zhou Jishan, who had just arrived, saw the entire scene.

His face was completely frozen, and his mouth was slightly open, as if an egg could fit in it.

But the next moment, waves of ecstasy burst out from his face.

"He's dead! He's dead! Hahaha... Good thing he died! Bah! Who do you think you are? If you hadn't been born into a good family, there would be no reason for you to live in this world." Zhou Jishan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and scolded him harshly with a crazy look on his face.

"God has mercy on me. My brother's revenge has finally been taken. The grievances our Taiping Zhou family has suffered have not been in vain."

"It's just that Shen..."

After a while, the pleasure of revenge was released, and Zhou Jishan gradually regained his composure. He looked in the direction where Shen Qing disappeared, and became thoughtful and even a little frightened.

When Shen Qing's figure was combined with the rural environment of Taiping County, he actually felt a sense of unreality.

"I must not provoke someone with such a terrifying cultivation talent, otherwise, trouble will surely arise." Zhou Jishan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing another smile, and said: "But he killed my sister before, and he also has a grudge against my family. I can't provoke him, but I can push others into the fire pit, hey..."

Thinking of this, Zhou Jishan had an idea in his mind. He hid his figure in the streets and ran towards the direction of Zhou's house.

(End of this chapter)