Lu Qing suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Ming.
This time, he no longer held back.
Hybrid qi and blood burst out, and the innate true qi in the body also circulated at an extremely fast speed.
It is a pity that he originally stored a few talismans in the acupoint between his eyebrows.
In the past, when he had overcome tribulations, condensed his innate body, and reborn.
It was melted away by the thunder, before it could be condensed again.
Otherwise, the power of his sword will be even more terrifying!
However, even without the blessing of spiritual talismans, Lu Qing's current strength has reached a level that others can hardly imagine.
Although he is just entering the Xiantian realm for the first time, even those who have achieved the ordinary Xiantian realm will hardly be his enemy with one move.
Under the dual explosion of physical body and true energy, Lu Qing's strength was pushed to the limit.
The sword in his hand was like thunder from the sky, striking at Xuan Ming's head.
"What a fast movement, such a fast sword skill!"
Lu Qing could not move, and moved as fast as a thunderbolt, shocking the strong men who were watching.
Even those who are strong in the Xiantian realm, they just felt that Lu Qing was in front of Xuan Ming as soon as their eyes were blurred.
Even the bystanders were so shocked, let alone Xuan Ming.
As a Qi practitioner, he was not good at melee combat to begin with, not to mention that his mind was still injured.
So when faced with Lu Qing's terrifying movement skills, he had no time to react. He could only watch as Lu Qing's long knife slashed at his head.
Him Xuan Ming was about to be split in half by Lu Qing's sword.
Suddenly, the gilded red cassock he was wearing suddenly emitted a layer of red light, protecting him within it
But under Lu Qing's tyrannical strength, the red light only lasted for less than half a breath before it was broken by Lu Qing.
But it was at this moment that Xuan Ming finally had time to react. At the last moment, he tilted his head and avoided the danger of a broken skull.
As a result, Lu Qing's sword just grazed his head and fell on his shoulder.
Boom!
Lu Qing's knife struck Xuan Ming's shoulder, but it didn't split him in half.
But it was blocked by the red cassock and could not cut into his body.
However, although the red cassock could block the edge of the sword, it could not completely remove the power of Lu Qing's sword.
Under Lu Qing's powerful strength, Xuan Ming's shoulder collapsed instantly, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.
The ground beneath where he was sitting was even more cracked, and a hole was directly pressed out, half buried in the soil.
The other Xuankongshan elders had eyes that were about to burst.
When they saw that Lu Qing was able to subdue the devil under the golden light of the vajra and break free from control, they already felt bad and started to be on guard.
Who knew Lu Qing’s speed could be so terrifying.
Even though they were extremely alert, they still had no time to react and were bullied into front of Senior Brother Xuanming.
out of grief and indignation, several Xuankongshan elders immediately pounced on him, using their fists and kicks, or using Zen staffs, swords and other weapons, each using their own unique skills to attack Lu Qing.
Xuanming is not good at close combat, but the several junior disciples around him are all martial arts masters with great strength in the Xiantian realm.
With the combined efforts of several people, the violent force suddenly exploded the air within a few feet of him and crushed him towards Lu Qing.
The momentum was so terrifying that the eyes of all the powerful men watching the battle jumped.
"Haha, good time!"
Faced with the siege of five Xiantian realm masters and top warriors who came out of the secret place.
Lu Qing showed no fear at all, and even laughed out loud, making an unexpected move.
I saw him loosen his hand and let the sword in his hand fall to the ground.
Hands clenched into fists, and the next moment, an earth-shattering roar came from Lu Qing's mouth.
This whistling sound is like waves, like dragons and tigers, shocking people's hearts.
More importantly, as soon as the whistle came out and the powerful sound waves shook, the violent airflow set off by the five Hanging Mountain elders was immediately shattered into pieces, and could no longer pose any threat to Lu Qing.
The moment when his strength was shattered by a long roar, Lu Qing did not stop at all.
With the power of the long roar, he twisted his feet and the ground beneath his feet was deformed by his steps. At the same time, a layer of white mist emerged from his body, and he took the initiative to rush towards an elder of Xuankong Mountain.
It sounds complicated, but in fact, from the few Xuankongshan elders besieging Lu Qing to Lu Qing shattering his energy with a long roar, it was just a matter of breath.
By the time Lu Qing pounced on the Xuankong Mountain elder, the attacks from several people had not yet landed on Lu Qing.
The first person Lu Qing pounced on was an empty-handed monk.
This man has a broad body, his arms are very thick and fat, and his whole body exudes powerful energy and blood.
At first glance, he looks like a very strong man who has a very strong physical body and is extremely good at boxing and kicking.
On the way to martial arts, after entering the innate realm, you can cultivate innate true energy, have the ability to release true energy, and condense sword energy, sword energy and other long-range attack methods.
But not all Xiantian realm warriors will choose this path of cultivation.
There are also some warriors who choose to use their own Qi to warm and nourish their bodies and polish their bodies to become more powerful.
Such a warrior's physical body is much stronger than the ordinary Xiantian realm, and his pure power is also stronger.
It is mostly a path chosen by innate warriors who are good at boxing and kicking.
The great monk that Lu Qing pounced on was a powerful warrior who focused on physical training and was good at fists and kicks.
When he saw Lu Qing abandoning his sword and throwing himself at him with his bare hands, a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Boy, you are asking for death!"
A pair of broad and fat palms, as big as cattail leaf fans, turned red, like two blood-red millstones, swirling the air current, and violently blasted towards Lu Qing's body.
Hang!
Facing the fierce blow from the great monk, Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged and he didn't even have the intention to dodge.
The sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring came again, and he clenched fists with both hands. A pair of fists glowing with white jade, with the momentum of two dragons rising out of the sea, were printed on the red palms of the great monk.
Boom!
The fists and palms touched each other, and powerful energy swept across all directions.
The great monk's palm was several times larger than Lu Qing's fist, and looked even more dominant.
However, when Lu Qing's fist touched his palm, his expression changed instantly.
I could only feel the power as deep as the sea, emitting from Lu Qing's fist.
It seemed as if what he photographed was not a fist, but two unshakable giant mountains.
Under the crushing force of Wu Tao, the great monk's palm twisted and deformed in an instant, and exploded.
Even the arm was shattered inch by inch, the flesh and blood turned into blood mist, the bones of the hand were shattered and scattered in all directions.
「Ah!」
His arms were directly blown to pieces by Lu Qing, and the intense pain caused the great monk to scream in agony.
However, before his screams could be fully uttered, the next moment, Lu Qing followed the punch and bullied him in front of him, using his shoulders as a shield, and crashed into his arms.
Given Lu Qing's current strength, the force of this collision was so great that the great monk immediately felt as if he had been hit by a siege cone.
The sternum was shattered, and the internal organs were crushed into pulp.
The broad body flew directly backwards and did not stop until it crashed through two walls.
As a human being, we can only vent our breath and not take in our breath.
Boom!
But Lu Qing didn't care about all this, when he bullied himself into the great monk's arms.
He already knew that the other party was dead.
So the moment he hit the great monk, he had already used the force of the counter-shock to fly forward and came to another monk holding a Zen staff. Accompanied by the sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring, he punched out again.
The monk holding a Zen staff saw the miserable state of his junior disciple.
But at this time, there was no time to grieve. He could only open his eyes wide and burst out with breath. He turned a blind eye to Lu Qing's fist and used the Zen staff in his hand to hit Lu Qing's chest.
He actually planned to use a lose-lose style of play, and fight to the death with Lu Qing!
But how could Lu Qing live up to his expectations?
After comprehending the mysterious Taoist charm of the origin of the world, and experiencing the baptism of heavenly tribulation.
His realm of meaning has made another breakthrough, reaching a mysterious and unpredictable realm.
Boxing techniques have also made great progress.
Faced with the desperate fighting style of the monk holding the Zen staff, he just twisted his feet lightly and his body suddenly became soft.
In a strange turn, he turned like a dragon, twisting against the Zen staff, but the force of his fist did not change at all, and he punched the opponent's chest.
After experiencing the baptism and reshaping of the catastrophe, Lu Qing's innate body has become incredibly powerful.
The power of this punch was no less powerful than the one he hit just now that knocked away the great monk.
With the sound of bones breaking, the chest of the monk holding the Zen staff also collapsed, and blood spurted out from his mouth and flew backwards.
After Lu Qing dealt with the two of them one after another, the other three Elders of Xuankong Mountain finally arrived behind Lu Qing and attacked him together.
The first thing was a monk in red, holding a sword, which turned into a heavy sword light and shrouded Lu Qing.
This sword is sinister and full of murderous intent, as if the Shura from hell has reappeared and wants to kill Lu Qing.
At the same time that the sword-wielding monk turned into a sword, the other two monks, one using a short staff and the other using fists, also attacked Lu Qing.
"Use a knife in front of me?"
Faced with the combined attack of the three of them, Lu Qing snorted coldly.
Don't dodge or evade, and even take the initiative to greet the heavy sword light.
The palm of his hand was gently stretched out, and the next moment, the light of the sword disappeared, and the sword in the monk's hand was pinched in the middle with his bare hands, unable to move.
"How is it possible?"
The sword-wielding monk's eyes showed a look of disbelief, as if he could not believe that his sword skills could be so easily broken by someone with his bare hands.
However, at the moment when he lost consciousness, his arm went numb and the sword in his hand was snatched away by Lu Qing for some unknown reason.
Hand of the Jie Dao, Lu Qing first used two swords to force back the other two Xuankong Mountain elders.
Then he swung his sword horizontally and slashed towards the monk holding the sword.
The light of the sword lit up, and the monk holding the sword felt dizzy and lost consciousness.
「Junior Brother Xuanyi!」
The remaining two Xuankongshan elders saw the sword-wielding monk being beheaded by Lu Qing with a single blow.
His face suddenly showed an extremely crazy look, and he desperately used all his strength to blast towards Lu Qing.
Unfortunately, facing Lu Qing who was powerful enough to make people despair, their attack was destined to be in vain.
Within a few breaths, Lu Qing easily killed him with the sword in his hand.
Poof!
After seeing Lu Qing chop off the head of the last Xuankongshan elder.
There was silence all around.
All the powerful men who were watching looked at him in great shock.
There is even a hint of fear in the eyes of many strong men.
There is no way, this battle just now was too exaggerated.
You must know that those who besieged Lu Qing just now were the elders of Xuankong Mountain.
These Xuankong Mountain elders are all Xiantian realm masters, and because they were born in a secret place, their strength is much stronger than the general Xiantian realm masters.
But this power seemed to be a joke in front of Lu Qing.
Five people besieged him, but not even Lu Qing's clothes were hurt.
On the contrary, Lu Qing easily defeated them and killed them one by one.
And among them, whether it is Lu Qing's strange body skills, his unparalleled strength, or his unpredictable and terrifying sword skills.
Without exception, it affects everyone's mind.
Even though the battle was over, everyone still looked at Lu Qing in fear, and no one dared to speak.
I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will offend this evil god.
Even a powerful person like Taoist Yangming remained silent and did not speak.
As for those young monks who had been cut in half by Lu Qing before, but did not die.
At this time, they were even more frightened, trembling all over, and did not dare to make a sound, for fear that Lu Qing would notice them.
And in a dark corner in the distance that was not noticed, there was a shadow that was also trembling slightly.
Hinds of disbelief: "How can he be so powerful? What kind of monster is this kid?"
Him "Huh?"
In the silence, Lu Qing suddenly let out a sigh and turned his head to look at where Monk Xuan Ming was.
"Old bald donkey, I didn't expect you to be so lucky, you're not even dead yet."
Everyone paused for a moment and looked towards Xuan Ming.
Monk Xuanming looked extremely embarrassed at this time.
Half of her body was submerged into the ground. The exposed upper body, one shoulder was also collapsed, and even one of her ears was cut off.
Hair is disheveled, his face is covered with dirt, and his body is covered in blood. He still looks like a high-ranking monk who was a monk a while ago.
It's just that at this time, Monk Xuanming's body had no breath at all, and he looked completely dead. There was no sign of being alive at all, as Lu Qing said.
Lu Qing smiled softly and kicked his foot . A stone made a whistling sound and flew towards Xuan Ming's head quickly .
Just when he was about to smash the head of Monk Xuanming, a red light suddenly appeared, causing ripples and blocking the stones.
Hence "Amitabha, Donor Lu, do you really want to kill them all?"
Seeing Xuan Ming open his eyes, all the powerful men were shocked, and then they realized that he had just been cheating his death.
While marveling at the mystery of Xuankong Mountain's method of condensing aura, he was also even more in awe of Lu Qing.
So many of them failed to notice Xuan Ming's fake death.
But this young man saw through it at a glance. It was hard to imagine what level his strength had reached.
"Kill them all?" Lu Qing's expression was indifferent, "Yes, none of you bald donkeys on Hanging Mountain can leave here alive."
After saying that, he raised his wrist lightly and flew towards Xuan Ming with a sword.
Lu Qingnai concentrated his energy on this sword energy. Even if Xuan Ming had a red light body to protect him, it would be difficult to resist it.
Sure enough, the sword energy flew closer, and the red light on Xuan Ming's body reappeared, but he only lasted for half a breath before he was cut by the sword energy.
Just when Xuan Ming looked horrified and was about to be beheaded by the sword energy.
A sword energy flew out from nowhere and arrived first. He gently stopped the sword energy and eliminated it.
(End of this chapter)