Chapter 82: Without full effort

Seeing Lin Qian safe and sound, Zhu Xiaojia, who retreated, exclaimed in disbelief: "How is it possible, you are clearly hit by the smoke of hemp, it is absolutely impossible to stand up."
Lin Qian sneered and turned his head, looking at Zhu Xiaojia: "What if I don't invade a hundred poisons? From beginning to end, your so-called hemp soul smoke is totally ineffective to me."
"A hundred poisons will not invade?" Lin Qian's words made Zhu Xiaojia's expression change. She really did not expect that there really is such a physique in the world.
"Hahaha, it's really interesting." At this time, Fu Heng next to him also sneered, "Even if you are not poisoned, how can you deal with the four of us only with you?"
"Xiao Qian, leave us alone, run!" Fu Heng's words caused Ye Xin to wake up, and with the last of his strength, he shouted anxiously to Lin Qian.
Fu Heng's grandma is not only the great elder of the God Sword Sect, but also the senior sister of her own master.
With such an elder, plus his own talent, Fu Heng's strength is unfathomable.
Although he was more talented, he had just broken through Nirvana after all, and he was far worse than Fu Heng.
It can be said that for the six disciples of the Divine Sword Sect this time, Fu Heng is the strongest existence among them, and is completely comparable to the six emperor sons of Shengtianzong.
In addition, Zhu Xiaojia, who is also the pinnacle of the inner gate of the Divine Sword Sect, and Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmai who followed Fu Heng.
How could Lin Qian deal with one enemy four?
Ye Xin's shout made Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei behind Fu Heng stare at Lin Qian vigilantly, in case the other party really escaped.
"Little bitch, what are you talking about?" Zhu Xiaojia glanced at Ye Xin, with a cruel smile on his face, and said to Lin Qian, "No matter what, today you are all dead, hahaha."
Ye Xin, who was nestled in Lin Qian's arms, also quickly persuaded: "Xiao Qian, run away, leave me alone!"
Lin Qian gently took charge of Ye Xin doing a good job on the ground, and comforted him: "Don't worry, they are nothing."
When Lin Qian's words fell, Ye Xin saw the person in front of him disappear, but a flash of red gold thunder light appeared in the house.
In the next moment, Lin Qian, who was bathed in Chijin Thunder soul power, appeared in front of Zhu Xiaojia.
Lin Qian suddenly rushed forward, and Zhu Xiaojia, who was shocked, quickly condensed the spirit power in his body.
After all, he was a disciple at the peak of the inner gate of the Divine Sword Sect, and his reaction speed was fast enough.
Just when Zhu Xiaojia breathed a sigh of relief, she saw that Lin Qian's pupils in front of him were faintly flashing with electric lights, and his face showed a disdainful sneer.
"You are too weak!" Lin Qian's voice fell, reaching out to the person in front of him.
Crackling...
The pure golden thunder of Lin Qian's soul power resounded, and his right hand also easily tore off Zhu Xiaojia's bodyguard soul power, and gently pushed.
boom!
Zhu Xiaojia stagnated, then burst back towards the back, slammed into the wall, slid down the wall and fell to the ground, spurting blood from her mouth.
Zhu Xiaojia, who was holding her chest, looked up at Lin Qian in horror, her pupils contracted and she slumped on the ground like a ghost: "Impossible, how is this possible!"
Because she clearly saw that Lin Qian's body had a full twelve layers of soul light flashing with the pure gold thunder soul power.
The number of levels of the soul light means that this soul warrior has completed several rounds of Nirvana before breaking through the Nirvana Realm at the age of eighteen.
In Zhu Xiaojia's cognition, the soul martial artist who can complete the nine rounds of Nirvana is the proud son of the emperor, the proud daughter of heaven, and the truly dazzling genius.
And Lin Qian in front of him actually had twelve levels of soul light on his body, which meant that when the opponent broke through the Nirvana Realm, he completed the twelve rounds of Nirvana.
"How come!" Fu Heng yelled in shock, "After the nine rounds of Nirvana, there is no way to disperse the soul power. How can you achieve the twelve rounds of Nirvana!"
Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei behind Fu Heng were completely frightened at this moment, and they couldn't speak at all.
"Xiao Qian, you..." Ye Xin, who was soft enough to the ground, also showed a strange color, looking at Lin Qian inconceivably.
She really did not expect that Lin Qian would have done such an incredible and completely impossible thing.
Snapped!
At this moment, a crisp crackling sounded, and Fu Heng and others' complexions changed drastically.
Because they clearly saw that Lei Gan and others took out a bottle made of transparent crystals, poured the dark gray potion into the mouth, and they all stood up.
Lin Qian also squatted down at this moment, took out a crystal bottle, and fed the dark gray potion to Ye Xin.
After taking the dark gray potion, Ye Xin was surprised to find that the originally paralyzed soul power quickly recovered, and the sore limbs returned to normal.
What's in the crystal bottle is a detoxification potion, which is just a low-level detoxification potion. It is naturally easy to deal with this simple poison.
Lei Gan also had some low-level potions gifted by Lin Qian on them. After all, these things weren't worth any money in his opinion. What's wrong with giving them something? It would make them owe favor.
Fu Heng's face was so gloomy and terrible at this moment, and even a touch of fear appeared in his heart.
Lin Qian in front of him, but the twelve rounds of Nirvana breakthrough, what a wicked evil, and now he has already forged a death feud with the other party.
Moreover, the poison of Ma Hunyan can only be eliminated unless it is Shang C's detoxification pill. It should be impossible for Lin Qian to have such a valuable pill.
As a result, they used a strange liquid to relieve the poison of Ma Hunyan.
The situation is instantly unfavorable.
"Grandma, you are really embarrassing me, this Lin Qian is such a hopeless waste, it is a monster." Fu Heng gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Qian in front of him.
Ye Xin, who had recovered to normal, had a calm face, as cold as frost, and a sword intent to kill appeared all over her body.
At this time, Lin Qian suddenly stretched out his hand to block her.
"Xin'er, and Lei Gan you, look at the other three people and leave this to me." Lin Qian stared at Fu Heng in front of him, grinning and said, "You shouldn't be absolutely wrong, you actually have your idea Hit me."
After Lin Qian finished speaking, his body suddenly weakened, and the pressure of his soul power gradually weakened, gradually turning into six layers of soul light.
Everyone on the scene understood that Lin Qian could suppress his strength, and as his soul power weakened, the number of soul light naturally declined.
"Xiao Qian, what are you doing?" Ye Xin asked suspiciously when Lin Qian suddenly suppressed his strength.
The five of them, Lei Gan, seemed to understand something. They looked at Fu Heng and laughed contemptuously: "There are only six levels of soul light. It seems that they really don't take this Fu Heng into consideration."
Lin Qian smiled at Ye Xin and signaled her to be relieved, and then continued to look at the equally suspicious Fu Heng: "If you want to escape, just fight with me. If you win, I will let you go."
"Of course, in order to avoid you saying that I bully you, as you can see, I can suppress my strength." Lin Qian patted his chest and said decisively, "I assure you..."
"I definitely don't need to do my best!"