Noticing the arrival of the three sword holders behind him, Xu Qing decided to fight quickly.
The cultivation of these three people are all from the Five Heavenly Palaces, and they may each have their own methods, but it is obvious that the black-clothed guards of the Shenglan Clan are no match against the combat power of these Seven Palaces.
The three sword holders' expressions became solemn after seeing the black-clothed guards of the Shenglan tribe walking out of the darkness.
The honor and regulations of being sword holders made them not choose to escape. Instead, they got close to each other in an instant, and each of them started to cultivate. One of them spoke quickly.
"Kid, let's hold this person down together first."
"You can't hold it back." The black-clothed guard of the Shenglan tribe walked out with a look of contempt and cruelty. He was about to take action in a flash, and Xu Qing's eyes grew fierce.
"The shadow prisoner's confinement, the devil's order."
"Immortal magic can break spirits, and heaven and earth are my destiny."
These sixteen words were originally thought up by Xu Qing, the ancestor of the King Kong Sect, in order to be able to merge with the shadow without being suspected when faced with outsiders.
At this moment, as Xu Qing had a thought in his mind, the shadow suddenly spread out from the dagger in his hand to form a coffin, which instantly shrouded Xu Qing.
The next moment, Xu Qing's whole body turned into a dark color, exuding a dense heterogeneity. Even though the surroundings were dark at the moment, with the help of lightning flashing across the sky, the void around Xu Qing could still be seen twisting.
There is also a sense of terror that instinctively rises from the hearts of all those watching, as if their life levels have been shaken.
However, because of Xu Qing's vague words before, this whole scene feels like a strange secret technique.
Even though the strangeness makes people feel palpitated, most people think that this secret method is mysterious.
At this moment, when the three sword holders were frightened, Xu Qing suddenly raised his head, and violent physical power exploded from his body.
The method of shadow fusion sacrifices the power of magical cultivation in exchange for the ultimate power of the physical body.
When Xu Qing had four heavenly palaces, he could use this method to show the physical power of the sixth palace. Now after five heavenly palaces, his physical combat power has reached the seventh palace.
The combat power of the Seventh Palace of the physical body is more powerful than magic, and its lethality and explosive power are also extremely amazing.
Now, as the secret technique unfolds, and as the violent aura erupts on him, a storm rises all around, roaring in all directions.
Invisible air waves rolled towards the surroundings, and the three sword-holders in the field office were extremely shaken. They all retreated, with horrified expressions on their faces.
As for the monk from the Shenglan tribe, his expression also changed.
The next moment, Xu Qing moved.
Like thunder, it was so fast that it was difficult for outsiders to see clearly. Amidst the violent sound reverberation, Xu Qing's figure appeared directly in front of the black-clothed guard of the Seventh Palace Shenglan Clan and punched out.
The first punch gathered all of Xu Qing's physical strength, and it was shocking.
The Shenglan monk's pupils shrank. It was really that the human race in front of him had changed too much, and his whole body was filled with strangeness. His heart sank, and he formed a shield outside his body while making secrets, and even took out a magic weapon to block it.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides touched.
The roar shook the sky, and the Shenglan clan monk's body was shaken. He felt that his internal organs were tumbling at this moment, and he was breathing quickly and staggering backwards.
Xu Qing didn't pause, took one step forward, caught up with him, and continued to punch.
The second punch, the third punch...
Breaking through the clouds and cracking the stone.
The monk from the Shenglan clan did not dare to be careless and made another seal. Immediately, the black hand of the demon transformed by the emperor's skill behind him suddenly fell with terrifying fluctuations and struck Xu Qing with a thunderous force.
Xu Qing did not dodge and struck with all his strength.
The fourth punch, the fifth punch, the sixth circle.
The roaring sound resounded through Xingyun. The monks of the Shenglan clan were retreating steadily. Their faces became paler and paler. All the protection outside their bodies collapsed at this moment. The huge black handprints could not stop Xu Qing's sharpness at this moment.
Xu Qing was faster, punching the seventh, eighth, and finally the ninth punch.
With a click, the monk from the Shenglan Tribe spurted out blood, and a magic orifice in his body collapsed, along with a heavenly palace. His body rolled back, his expression showed horror, and he screamed in surprise.
"What kind of skill is this!"
It is under the Nine Springs.
This move looks like a magic trick, but it is actually a secret skill of the physical body!
Building the foundation can destroy the dharma orifice, and after the golden elixir can destroy the heavenly palace.
At this moment, as a heavenly palace collapsed, the Shenglan monk felt Xu Qing's terror and felt a strong sense of life and death crisis, so he had to flee to avoid fighting.
His mission is to prevent the sword holder from this direction from rushing in, and at the very least, to delay the attack.
But life is more important than mission.
At this moment, he quickly retreated, but... he woke up too late.
The moment he stepped back, he didn't notice that his body was already filled with countless small black insects, which were biting madly. During the attack, the expression of the Shenglan monk completely changed, and he made a miserable sound.
Black blood couldn't help but spurt out, and his complexion turned blue-black. When his eyes were full of horror and horror, Xu Qing came close to him like a sinister soldier demanding his life.
He did not covet the opponent's golden elixir to delay the killing. This was not Xu Qing's character. At this moment, the dagger in his hand did not pause at all and stabbed directly into the chest of the Shenglan monk.
But the Shenglan tribe's black-clothed guard was also very good. He forced his body to retreat and took out a fragment of the magic weapon between his hands to form a protection like a tortoise shell. While blocking it with all his strength, the black line between his eyebrows cracked, and a
Black threads spread out from inside, heading straight for Xu Qing like needles.
The opponent avoided it in time. Xu Qing's remaining strength was dissipated at this moment and it was difficult to continue stabbing, but his reaction was still very fast. His body rolled violently, swayed forward, and at the moment he stood up with his hands on the ground, his feet gathered all the strength of his body.
, kicked directly on the chest of the black-clad guard.
The tortoise shell shone brightly, and the place where it touched Xu Qing was dented and cracked, but it was prevented in the end. It was just that the impact from Xu Qing was too great, but it still made the black-clothed guard's body fly a little, and the black threads emanating from his eyebrows were also
They're all a little scattered.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Qing also jumped into the air and closed the distance again. The dagger in his hand stabbed at the depression of the tortoise shell with a flash of cold light, and combined with the power of the shroud to ignore the protection, it double ensured that it penetrated directly.
The black-clothed guard made a shrill sound, and it was too late to retreat. The moment Xu Qing's dagger penetrated, he took advantage of the situation and raised it.
It was cut directly from the chest to the neck of the Shenglan tribe monk, to the mouth, and from between the eyebrows!
As the blood gushed out, the upper body of this cultivator from the Seven Palaces of the Shenglan Clan was split into two halves, and the moment they spread apart, he died...
This series of moves was astonishingly fast, and also showed Xu Qing's fighting style.
Looking at the corpse, Xu Qing's expression changed. He felt a familiar aura inside the corpse of the Shenglan tribe.
The purple moon in the Fifth Heavenly Palace in his body also swayed slightly at this moment.
"The breath of the red moon?"
A strange look appeared in Xu Qing's eyes, but it quickly dissipated. He knew that now was not the time to think about this matter, so he put away the other party's storage bag and tortoise shell fragments, and felt the dim heaven inside the corpse.
"In the state of shadow fusion, the Secret Soul Seizing Technique cannot be launched. After the monk dies, the sea of consciousness collapses, the heavenly palace collapses, and the golden elixir is covered in dust and cannot be used again."
Xu Qing has no regrets. If there are no outsiders here and it is not a mission, then whether he releases the drug ban or uses other methods, if he delays, there will always be a chance to slowly take the pill alive.
But if there are others around, the consequence of such delay is that although he can get the golden elixir, the three field office sword-holders will also face the risk of casualties, and if other black-clothed guards come to rescue, the final result is hard to say.
On balance, it is better to decide quickly, because after all, there are many opportunities to get the elixir.
After finishing the killing, the shadows covering Xu Qing's body quickly gathered between his eyebrows and turned into an eye. He nodded to the three shocked sword holders and disappeared into the night in a flash.
The three of them looked at the tragic death of the Shenglan monk on the ground, and then looked at the direction Xu Qing was leaving. They looked at each other and each took a deep breath.
They were once the geniuses of each state, but when they came to the county capital, they found that there were people outside the world, and there were many people who were stronger and more qualified than themselves.
Whether it was Kong Xianglong, Shanhezi and others, or now Xu Qing, all three of them felt moved.
"It is said that the number of new swordsmen in this class is more than before, and there are several monsters among them. It is true!"
But the three of them did not lose confidence because of this. Their eyes were sharp and they galloped forward, but they no longer chose Xu Qing's direction, but another place.
At the same time, Xu Qing's figure was also galloping to the center of the fortress.
The battle here is just as fierce.
There are many monks ambushed here by the Shenglan Clan's black-clothed guards. At this moment, Shan Hezi, codenamed Hedao, burst out with blood energy when he took action, and even more coldness enveloped him. There were roars from all directions in his path, and the killing was astonishing.
And the more he kills, the more bloody he becomes, and his combat power continues to increase.
This is the secret method of the Xue Han Sect. It cultivates a murderous aura. If this aura does not dissipate, the more you kill, the stronger you will become.
He even laughed when he reached the back, as if he was going crazy. This was very different from his usual gloomy self.
As for Eidolon, whose codename is Witch, it's equally impressive.
She came from the Taixu Demon Sect, and now she transformed into a three-foot-tall green-skinned demon, with green mist exuding from her entire body, and her body seemed to be translucent. She shuttled through everything she passed, taking only the heart and brain, and was extremely cruel.
Her special skill allows her to ignore all physical attacks, and her attacks are even more brutal, and she occasionally swallows them with her mouth wide open.
And everyone who opposes him will be covered in flesh and blood.
There is also Wang Chen, codenamed Yang Ling, who is also fierce. His body did not appear from the coffin, but he was the body of the Yanmiao tribe controlled by him...
That clone is a born assassin, blending into all auras and appearing elusive.
Occasionally, it will dissipate and form inside the enemy's body, tearing the body apart directly and coming out, staining the mist body with blood, but it only takes a flicker for the blood to splash everywhere, and the mist body continues to move forward.
There were even more thunders drawn from the sky, falling in all directions and bombarding them wildly.
As a disciple of the Ancient Thunder Vein, in this thunderous weather, his combat power is three points stronger than usual.
Any one of these three, Xu Qing felt powerful after seeing their actions.
Similarly, at this moment, the three of them noticed Xu Qing's arrival, saw the strange eyes between his eyebrows, and felt the fluctuations in the seven palaces of Xu Qing's body, and each of them was shocked.
What Xu Qing felt most strongly was Kong Xianglong in the sky.
Even if the four black-clothed guards of the Shenglan Clan of the eighth palace used imperial-level skills and fragments of magic weapons to trap him, and even led the thunder calamity from the sky to come, and it roared down again and again, there was still nothing he could do about it.
After noticing that his companions were all showing off how far they had come, Kong Xianglong seemed to feel a little embarrassed, so he glared and let out a loud roar.
The ten heavenly palaces on the body erupted together, the golden dragon roared into the clouds and tore the sky apart, and the clouds were divided into four parts.
At the same time as he cracked, he slapped his forehead, and immediately a blood-colored robe flew out from his heavenly spirit, transformed outside and was draped directly on his body.
The moment the blood robe was added to the body, blood mist erupted into the sky, and the dark night turned into a bloody night.
Kong Xianglong's combat power also increased on a large scale at this moment, and an earth-shattering evil aura rose from his body and violently rolled outward.
In the roar, the four guards of the Eighth Palace of the Shenglan Clan all spurted out blood. The black hand formed by the imperial level technique collapsed, and the fragments of their own magic weapons were rolled back. They all quickly stepped back and wanted to leave.
But it was too late. Kong Xianglong suddenly appeared in front of a person, with a cruel look on his face and slapped the opponent on the head. With a bang, the black-clothed guard's head exploded, and his upper body also collapsed.
Kong Xianglong swayed again and arrived in front of the second guard in black. When the other guard was horrified, he raised his hands and stabbed directly into the other person's chest, tearing him outwards. As he screamed in agony, the person was torn in half alive by him.
The other two were unable to escape. One was swallowed by the roar of the golden dragon, and the other was directly enveloped by the blood mist. In the cruel and miserable situation, he was corroded into blood and became part of the blood mist.
Looking at this scene, Xu Qing thought of what the captain had said about Kong Xianglong being extremely cruel to foreigners.
As for the bloody robe, Xu Qing felt the fluctuations of the Yi clan.
"That's the fragment of the forbidden magic weapon that Brother Long has sacrificed five times." Wang Chen's misty body appeared next to Xu Qing, and he looked at Xu Qing with a faint light in his eyes.
"Kid, your secret physical skills... are very strong! Let's find a time later and let's compare notes?"
"You'd better stay away from me." Xu Qing said calmly.
"What if not?" Wang Chen raised his eyebrows.
"Then if I don't control my poison, you may have to change to another avatar." Xu Qing said calmly.
The next moment, Wang Chen disappeared and appeared in the distance, coughing awkwardly at Xu Qing.
At this moment, Kong Xianglong also returned from the sky and landed on the ground with a bang. He glanced at everyone and found that although the sword holder in the field office was injured, and some of the injuries were serious, he was not dead after all, so he was relieved.
He looked at Xu Qing again, nodded, and yelled at Wang Chen.
"Yang Ling, you got a clone of the Yanmiao tribe, and you're complacent? Ah, you haven't learned anything else. I'm proud that you learned very quickly. Do you want to compete with me?"
"Brother Long, I was wrong." Wang Chen said quickly.
"Hurry up and repair the teleportation array!"
"Received." Wang Chen hurriedly ran over and began to repair the formation.
Xu Qing looked at this scene, and he suddenly felt that Kong Xianglong at this moment was vaguely similar to the palace master when he criticized them.
This chapter has been completed!