In Lu Qian's mind, the spiritual light of the soul floated, and the strands of spiritual light were like water waves, outlines and smears in the boundless illusion. The picture of a three-eyed man suddenly lit up and appeared in his mind.
In the hands of the god, the dragon made of wind twists and beats, opens its mouth and roars silently.
The void rolled violently, and the void near the dragon's head turned into a huge whirlpool. Countless wind shadows of various colors and complex shapes were beating and entangled in the whirlpool, as if they were about to tear the world apart.
Huge hole.
In the alley, the cold wind howled.
In the cold wind, the pieces were transparent, with only a very light touch of cyan flying silently in the wind.
Xiong Dingtian and others had not yet recovered from the horror of the senior brother being killed by Lu Qian with one blow. Thin pieces of blood spurted out from the necks of those eight or nine-foot-tall men. Everyone was fair.
Got cut with a katana.
Lu Qian dropped the heavy coarse cloth package, and his tall figure rose in the wind.
In Xiong Dingtian's horrified eyes, a hazy whirlwind was entangled around Lu Qian. His body was as fast as a ghost, and it whipped back and forth in the alley in an instant.
The night before yesterday, Xiong Dingtian fought with Lu Qian, and he had already experienced Lu Qian's movements that were so fast that he had no choice but to do so.
But that night, Xiong Dingtian just felt helpless.
At this moment, Lu Qian’s speed made Xiong Dingtian feel desperate.
It was so fast that it was so fast that it made people collapse. It was so fast that Xiong Dingtian turned his head and couldn't keep up with Lu Qian's figure in the blink of an eye. Compared with the night before, Lu Qian's speed at this moment had at least tripled!
Jingtao's hand flashed with a faint blue light, and Lu Qian slapped each of the big men on the head who received a blow on the neck.
The blow was heavy enough to penetrate heavy armor and smashed the heads of the big men into pieces, concealing the fact that they were killed by the wind knife.
Large amounts of blood spattered on the ground, covering the lines of blood spurting from the thin wounds and covering all the clues left by Lu Qian's previous actions.
In my mind, the light of my soul dimmed.
Lu Qian, who was slightly dizzy, took a deep breath and landed in front of Xiong Dingtian with a slight stagger.
With this visualization picture in mind, this is the first time Lu Qian has truly used the power brought by the visualization picture to kill an enemy.
The consumption is a bit large.
But it’s worth it.
Lu Qian felt a stronger aura than Bai Lang from the big man who was the first to take action just now. This guy must have a cultivation level above the Kaijing realm, and the skills he practiced were weird and powerful. With his martial arts cultivation, Lu Qian
Definitely not his match.
However, with the help of the spiritual power cultivated through visualization, Lu Qian controlled the flowing wind and condensed the wind into a sword. With the "speed" and "sharpness" of the wind sword, Lu Qian killed all these powerful enemies with just one blow.
However, it is also the limit.
If Xiong Dingtian brought more people, Lu Qian's spiritual power might not be able to sustain it, and he would have no choice but to escape with Ahu.
Looking back at A Hu's burly body, who had fallen under the wall and was getting up with a curse, Lu Qian's face turned a little dark.
Lu Qian doubted whether he could still run with such a big guy!
Cold sweat was constantly flowing down Xiong Dingtian’s forehead.
His eyes were bulging, staring straight at Lu Qian.
"you you you……"
Xiong Dingtian hissed: "Impossible, how could you, could, could... be so, so..."
Xiong Dingtian cannot understand.
How could Lu Qian, who had been forced into a panic by him in the alley of Sijifang the night before yesterday and could only use his body skills to escape, have such a strong foundation?
From a few feet away, use unpredictable means to break through the air and kill the enemy.
Yuan Gang is released to the outside and kills the enemy through the air. This is a method only available to martial arts practitioners in the Kaijing realm.
Lu Qian is only at the Tuo Pulse Realm. From the aura on his body, Xiong Dingtian can feel Lu Qian's true strength.
Moreover, even if Lu Qian is in the Kaijing realm.
Among Xiong Dingtian's senior brothers, three are in the Sutra Opening Realm, and the others are in the Perfect Meridian Extension Stage. Especially the big man who was the first to take action, his martial arts cultivation is equivalent to the Sutra Opening Realm, and his body is made of secret techniques.
, a vajra body refined with secret medicine.
Ordinary Kaijing realm martial arts cultivators couldn't hurt his senior brother at all.
Just like ordinary martial arts cultivators in the Tuo Pulse Realm, just like Lu Qian the night before, even if he used a point steel gun to pierce continuously, he couldn't even hurt Xiong Dingtian's oily skin. This is consistent with common sense!
“You!” Xiong Dingtian grinned and looked at Lu Qian: “You can’t kill me, my uncle...”
Lu Qian raised his right hand and smashed half of Xiong Dingtian's body into pieces.
The power of Jingtao Shou was unforgettable, and its potential was extremely strong. The potential flowed through Xiong Dingtian's body into his wheelchair. The two wooden wheels were stimulated by the potential, and they fell into the bluestone street with a 'snap'.
Three inches deep.
"I didn't kill you the night before because I was fishing..."
“I’m going to kill you today because you’re looking for death yourself...”
"Especially, I didn't kill you the day before yesterday because I felt a little guilty. I admit, I was a little timid. If I killed you, there would be a lot of trouble. My small body could not handle too much trouble the night before."
“But today, it’s different!”
Lu Qian flicked his fingers on the big bloody gecko pattern on his chest, and smiled "haha".
Today, it’s different.
Lu Qian had already hugged one of the thickest thighs of Dayin Wu Dynasty. He was regarded as a close minister of the emperor in the emperor's heart. There was also the eunuch party, a force with a bad reputation but strong enough power behind him to kill him.
A mere bear can stand tall...
Lu Qian is not afraid anymore!
Lu Qian turned around, picked up the coarse cloth package that he had just dropped, and shook it gently, and there was a crisp metal collision sound inside.
A Hu had already approached the big man who was killed by Lu Qian, and was skillfully digging into their pockets.
He rummaged through a cloth bag from somewhere and found that these big men actually had a lot of money and things in their pockets. He kept finding some small gold barley seeds, small silver ingots, small slings of copper coins, and his face was full of money.
He stuffed it into his cloth pocket with a smile.
“Brother Qi, the claws of these guys are very hard and there is a lot of oil and water on them.”
"There can be more than twenty taels of gold, more than thirty taels of silver, and more than two thousand copper coins here... Hee!"
Lu Qian frowned, walked to the first big man to be killed, rummaged in his belt, then stood up in disappointment, and shook his head: "You don't talk about martial arts, the secret manual of your practice
, why don’t you carry one with you?”
Looking at Ahu who was smiling after searching the body, Lu Qian murmured: "Ahu is a bit stupid. He can't learn Cang Haijin's skills. It's not that I'm stingy, nor that I'm afraid of the so-called
If he doesn’t learn the clan rules, he really won’t be able to learn them!”
“These kinds of horizontal kung fu, which involve hard resistance and hard beating, are the most suitable for him.”
“But the Hengqin Kung Fu I can find is of a very poor quality. After practicing for so many years, I still get knocked over by someone’s punch. If this continues, it won’t work, it won’t work, I have to find a way.”
Lu Qian subconsciously looked toward the northeast.
That is the direction of the imperial city.
The Secret History Prison of the Imperial Palace is said to be all-encompassing and preserves countless secret files from ancient times. There should be extremely brilliant horizontal exercises in it, right?
How can I please the emperor and let him issue an edict to go to the Secret History Supervisor to pick out some useful things?
“Here, does setting fire to the Bai family’s house count as a great achievement?”
“How about burning it again tonight and burning his front yard too?”
“Or, it’s better to be more proactive and make more contributions...”
The sound of erratic footsteps sounded, and from the north of the alley, a group of men wearing gray shorts and looking as gray as dead people walked slowly over.
A Hu, who was searching for corpses, suddenly woke up and leapt to Lu Qian's side.
“Brother Qi, there is something wrong with these guys. They are lifeless, like dead people... Tsk, there is such a strong earthy smell. Do they live underground all year round?”
As a barbarian from Quzhou in the far north, Ahu was born with beast-like intuition, and his five senses were born much sharper than ordinary people. He kept twitching his nose and stared at this group of more than a dozen strange men with unkind eyes.
)!
These men walked along the alley and walked from the north for only two steps when a soft sound came from the top of the courtyard wall on Lu Qian's left hand side.
He hurriedly looked up and saw two extremely long legs.
A girl with long hair, more than eight feet tall, an amazingly slender body, an amazingly hot body, and an amazingly beautiful face. She only wore a long pink gauze skirt in the winter, with her two little feet exposed, sitting On top of the wall, he was looking down at the alley.
“Hey, someone is indeed dead.”
“Hey, handsome boy, are these guys here to cause trouble for you?”
“Hey, you have to be careful. You look quite pleasing to the eye. It would be a pity if you were killed by them.”
The girl's smile was as bright as a flower, and her expression was extremely lively. She immediately cast a large set of flirtatious glances at Lu Qi.
Lu Qian gave the girl a deep look.
This girl is from the Bai family?
The Bai family is hiding such a tall girl?
This courtyard wall is four to five feet high. How can ordinary people climb up so easily?
And there was just a soft sound. If Lu Qian hadn't had sensitive ears, he would have hardly noticed that the girl had climbed onto the courtyard wall above his head.
However, the problem now is not her.
But them.
Lu Qian handed the coarse cloth package to Ah Hu and looked at the dozen or so gray men with a gloomy face.
“What do you do?”
Lu Qian wiped the palace pattern on his chest and used extremely official rhetoric.
"Youluzi Street, the two points of our religion are ruined in your hands."
"Although it is a supreme honor for one's soul to return to the ghost mother, all we ask for in our lives is nothing more than this... It doesn't matter if the person dies, but you have ruined our two business points for many years and destroyed a way for us to make money. You have to
die."
Lu Qian suddenly realized. He looked at these dusty men and sneered: "So, are they people who worship the Ghost Mother? You come to the door, this is too efficient. Youluzi Street is far away from here, but
There are more than two hundred miles of land."
These men sneered in unison. They raised their right hands and each held an extremely sharp pickaxe. They roared in unison and rushed towards Lu Qian and Ahu.
‘Click, click’!
The girl sitting on the wall smiled like a flower and ate melon seeds. Pieces of melon seed peels flew down like snowflakes.
“Young boy, be careful. The grave robbers from the Ghost Mother Cult have their pickaxes tempered with corpse poison. If you accidentally get infected, you will be in trouble.”