As monsters, although they are not as good as Kong Xianglong, they still have the peak combat power of the Seven Palaces.

The three of them joined forces and used all their trump cards to kill the black-clothed guard of the Eighth Palace Shenglan tribe despite being severely injured.

Following the death of this person, a shrill sound came from the black fog where Xu Qing was, and then the sound of footsteps came, and Xu Qing's figure walked out step by step.

There was a strange light in his eyes, as if he was thinking.

At this moment, his whole body was covered in injuries.

The chest and heart were covered in blood and flesh, there was a hole in the abdomen, one leg was twisted, and a large piece of flesh and blood was missing from the neck, as if it had been bitten off.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and the arm holding the dagger drooped unnaturally.

At this moment, he was vomiting blood as he walked, and at the same time, he crushed the eyeballs in his hands and threw them on the ground.

The poisonous mist behind him was rolling at this moment, rushing towards him instantly, and all of it got into his body.

As the poisonous mist dissipated visible to the naked eye, the place where the previous battle was fought behind Xu Qing was finally revealed, where a figure now stood.

It was the black-clothed guard of the Eighth Palace of the Shenglan tribe who was sucked into the mist by Xu Qing.

Most of his body rotted, his belly was opened, all the golden elixirs were taken out, and the heavenly palace collapsed.

The disbelief before death remained in the only remaining eye.

Shanhezi and others looked at Xu Qing one after another, with bright lights in their eyes.

Xu Qing also looked at them, spit out another mouthful of blood, and spoke softly.

"It's a bit difficult to kill him after waiting for a long time."

As Xu Qing's words came out, the body of the eighth palace guard in black behind him fell to the ground.

With Xu Qing's current fighting power, it would be difficult for him to kill an Eighth Palace black-clothed guard.

In a life-and-death battle, all kinds of tactics were needed, and the flesh on his neck was torn off by the opponent's ferocious bites.

However, the gains from this battle were also huge.

In addition, Xu Qing once again felt the breath of the red moon on the other party's body, which was also the source of the strangeness in his eyes when he walked out.

However, this was not the time to think about this matter. Almost as soon as Xu Qing walked out, a shrill sound was heard in the sky.

In the second half step of Nascent Soul, Kong Xianglong's neck was twisted off.

The last half-step Nascent Soul had extremely frightened eyes.

He was frightened not only by Kong Xianglong, but also by the ferocity of the sword-holders below. Without any hesitation at this moment, he started to run away at full speed.

Kong Xianglong smiled evilly and chased after him. Xu Qing raised his hand with a calm expression and punched his twisted leg. With a click, he straightened the bones and chased after him.

This scene also made Shanhezi and the three of them recognize each other more. They were all seriously injured, but now no one paid attention to them. They rushed out at the same time, with the murderous intent even stronger than before.

Since he was repaying the gift to the black-clothed guards, naturally he had to kill them all to comply with the etiquette.

This place was not far from the border, so soon after the half-step Nascent Soul had seen the border, he was overtaken by Xu Qing and his party.

Five people took action at the same time, and Kong Xianglong suppressed them, so there was no suspense...

In a shocking roar, the half-step Nascent Soul's body collapsed, split into pieces, and turned into a rain of blood, which fell on the border.

At the moment of his death, a violent aura came from the Shenglan tribe area outside the border, a figure quickly approached, and a roar echoed.

"The sword bearer!"

Seeing this, Kong Xianglong suddenly roared.

"I'm calling you daddy."

"This is the boundary of our human race's Fenghai County. If any foreign Nascent Soul in the Shenglan area takes even half a step, Fenghai County's forbidden magic weapon will be killed on the spot!"

"It's your grandma's, come here!"

After saying that, Kong Xianglong turned around and ran away. As for Shanhezi and the other three, they had already ran dozens of feet away while he was speaking.

But Xu Qing moved a little faster than them and was already a hundred feet away...

The crowd ran quickly.

Outside the border, the approaching figure suddenly stopped and turned into a middle-aged monk from the Shenglan tribe wearing a black guard robe.

His face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and stared coldly at the backs of Kong Xianglong, Xu Qing and others, with strong murderous intent in his eyes.
Chapter completed!