To Qin Tian, Dans were what he needed the most.
Dans were like red and blue in games. Without them, his life would not be guaranteed, and killing enemies would be even more hopeless.
As for his Dantian being damaged, his body was unable to condense and gather Qigong. Qin Tian understood that in the future, he would need the support of powerful Dans.
Dans were the biggest support for Qigong. With Dans, Qin Tian would have an inexhaustible supply of Qigong.
Thus, the importance of Dans could be imagined.
Fifty Dans were equivalent to 15,000 Qigong, allowing him to use berserk three times. Incomparably powerful, Qin Tian was secretly excited. He made up his mind to improve his alchemy skills.
By learning alchemy, he would have an endless supply of Dans. In the future, he would be able to walk sideways.
When he left the Qin clan, it was already evening. Qin Tian thought for a while and decided to return to Furong restaurant first.
The blood red setting sun dyed half of Qinghe city red, as if it was dyed with blood. As if it was a bad omen, pedestrians hurried past … …
Qin Tian walked on the street and slowed down his pace. If he could reach the spirit formation realm within half a month, fifty Dans would definitely be a must. He could even take the opportunity to extort more.
Thinking about the large amount of Dans on Qin Zhantian, Qin Tian could not help but laugh out loud.
"Qin Tian!"
His voice was stern and stern, and his tone seemed to be filled with deep hatred.
Qin Tian was startled. Turning his head, he was startled, "Xiao Rufeng."
The memory of Xiao Rufeng was especially deep in his mind. Five years ago, he was defeated by Qin Tian. In that battle, Xiao Rufeng suffered a crushing defeat without any chance to retaliate. From that day onwards, Xiao Rufeng's temperament changed greatly.
For the past five years, he had been cultivating all the time, hiding a deep hatred in his heart.
All these years, Qin Tian's Dantian was damaged and was known as Qinghe city's trash. However, Xiao Rufeng had surpassed the younger generation and became Qinghe city's number one genius.
At this moment, Xiao Rufeng was already a rank six spirit formation cultivator, eight ranks higher than Qin Tian.
The warrior realm and spirit formation realm were not on the same level. The disparity in strength was huge, especially after rank five spirit formation. With every breakthrough, the body would undergo a qualitative change and the Qigong would increase exponentially.
A rank six spirit formation could kill a rank five spirit formation in one move.
Xiao Rufeng knew that Qin Tian's strength had recovered. Furthermore, he had heavily injured Qin Kun, resisted Qin Xiangtian's Shadowless Divine Art, and won against the rank three spirit formation Zhao Yi.
In the past, Qin Tian was a trash with a broken Dantian. He disdained to take revenge for that defeat. Now that Qin Tian had recovered his strength, the hatred buried in his heart for many years was ignited once again. In a few days, the hatred grew crazily, spreading and gradually condensing into a powerful heart demon.
If he wanted to get rid of his inner demon, he had to kill Qin Tian.
Qin Tian was the source of his inner demon.
Xiao Rufeng crossed his arms in front of his chest. The sword in his hand moved faintly, emitting a clanging sound. This was the sound of the Qigong in his dantian churning. The hatred in his heart was roaring, causing the sword to emit a clanging sound.
"Xiao Rufeng?"
Qin Tian snorted coldly. From Xiao Rufeng's body, he could feel an extremely powerful force. That force could easily destroy him. Looking at Xiao Rufeng, Qin Tian became cautious.
Xiao Rufeng was expressionless. His eyes locked onto Qin Tian. Suddenly, he sneered, "Don't worry, I won't make a move here."
"Five years ago, I lost to you in the gathering of clans."
"Five years later, I'm glad that you have recovered your strength. On the stage, I will defeat you and kill you in front of everyone in Qinghe city."
"You don't have many days left. Cherish it."
A powerful pressure was released. The Heavenly Dragon Form Scripture in the depths of Qin Tian's dantian was activated to resist the pressure released by Xiao Rufeng. Qin Tian's spine turned cold, as if he was in an icy cellar.
Xiao Rufeng's tone was sometimes cold and sometimes gloomy. Looking at Qin Tian, his smile deepened. The hatred that had been buried in his heart for many years seemed to want to escape.
"Remember, don't even think of escaping. Half a month later, you will die without a doubt."
His tone was extremely arrogant. In his eyes, Qin Tian was a dead man. However, he wanted Qin Tian to die in front of everyone in Qinghe city to avenge his defeat that year.
"Such a strong pressure."
Qin Tian's heart was filled with anger. Looking at Xiao Rufeng, he laughed, "Five years ago, I could defeat you. Five years later, there is no reason for me to lose to you … …"
Defeat Xiao Rufeng? Qin Tian did not have the confidence. A rank six spirit formation was not simple. Moreover, Xiao Rufeng was Xiao Lie's son. He could use all the resources in the family. His abnormal growth in the past five years could not be separated from the family's support.
However, Qin Tian did not like to be threatened. This feeling made him very uncomfortable. If he had the strength to kill Xiao Rufeng now, he would not hesitate and send a punch.
Xiao Rufeng's existence suddenly made him feel as if there was a thorn in his back. Furthermore, from his eyes, Qin Tian could sense a deep killing intent hidden within. If he were to really meet Xiao Rufeng in the competition, he would definitely not show any mercy.
"Haha … …"
Xiao Rufeng laughed crazily. As he laughed, he once again released a powerful Qigong. The hilt of the sword in his hand trembled violently, as if it could fly out at any time. A strong battle intent surged towards Qin Tian …
On the street, the people who passed by Qin Tian suddenly felt dizzy. Some even felt their legs go soft. The vigorous men suddenly became weak, as if they had just recovered from a serious illness.
"Qigong can actually condense such a strong battle intent. This Xiao Rufeng's strength is too terrifying."
Qin Tian frowned and his breathing became heavier. He used all his strength to resist the battle intent.
Xiao Rufeng's expression changed. The corner of his mouth rose and the sword in his hand returned to normal. The surging battle intent disappeared, "Rest assured, I said that I won't kill you now. Half a month later, we'll meet again in the gathering."
Five years ago, he lost miserably under Qin Tian's fists in front of everyone in Qinghe city.
Five years later, he wanted to use the same place to take revenge for that defeat. More importantly, he wanted to prove that he was Qinghe city's number one genius, a genius who could reach the spirit refining realm before the age of thirty.
At that time, Qin Tian would only become a dead soul under his sword.
Xiao Rufeng looked at Qin Tian coldly and laughed before disappearing into the crowd.
Qin Tian exhaled heavily. Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead. The pressure in his heart increased, "Damn it, Laozi hates this feeling the most."
Yesterday at the martial arts field, Qin Zhantian's aura made him very unhappy. Now, Xiao Rufeng's aura was like adding oil to the fire, making him furious.
"Rank six spirit formation?"
Qin Tian clenched his teeth. Looking at Xiao Rufeng's disappearing figure, his killing intent grew … …
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