Ancient Secrets

Zhao Jingqing had actually held the upper hand in his clash with Chen Wang just now.

But with Fu Qu's arrival, the nature of the standoff between the two underwent a subtle change.

Chen Wang asked, "Why are you here?"

Fu Qu said, "I heard disciples report back that things were getting fierce around the mine, and that someone could plunder life force. I felt something was wrong, so I came to take a look first."

Chen Wang suddenly understood and silently gave Fu Qu a thumbs-up.

Zhao Jingqing's expression turned grave as he watched Fu Qu cautiously.

Chen Wang said, "He's an ancient Qi Refinement Cultivator. The evil thing in the mine is him."

Fu Qu nodded, raised her chin, and glanced sideways at Zhao Jingqing. "Him?"

Zhao Jingqing's expression did not change. "Fellow Daoist, our earlier battle ended without a victor. Why not continue our duel?"

Chen Wang silently took a step back, leaned behind Fu Qu, and said, "Come on, come on, fight this one. Weren't you pretty damn impressive?"

The smile on Fu Qu's face deepened. With her chin raised, she looked incomparably proud and haughty.

Zhao Jingqing was speechless. This man was far too shameless.

Just as Zhao Jingqing was about to speak, Fu Qu suddenly threw a punch. That single blow made Zhao Jingqing's entire body swell up,

like a balloon about to burst.

He had not expected this woman to attack the moment she said she would.

At that moment, he drove the Ziying Sword toward Fu Qu, but Fu Qu threw another punch directly at Zhao Jingqing.

Bang! Zhao Jingqing's head shattered into four pieces, scattering through the air like butterflies.

Two punches.

Fu Qu had blown Zhao Jingqing apart with only two punches!

Having lost its master's control, the Ziying Sword