Lu Qing suddenly appeared in front of Xuanming.
This time, he didn't hold back.
Qi and blood burst out of the body, and the innate true qi in the body also circulated at a very fast speed.
Unfortunately, he had stored several talismans in the acupoint between his eyebrows.
When he was going through the tribulation, condensing his innate body, and being reborn.
It was dissolved along with the thunder, and there was no time to condense it again.
Otherwise, the power of his sword would be even more terrifying!
However, even without the blessing of the talisman, Lu Qing's current strength has reached a level that others can hardly imagine.
Although he has just entered the innate realm, even an ordinary innate realm master would be no match for him in one move.
Under the dual explosion of physical body and true energy, Lu Qing's strength was pushed to a limit.
The sword in his hand was like thunder from the sky, chopping towards Xuanming's head.
"What a fast body movement, what a fast sword technique!"
Lu Qing would have been fine if he hadn't moved, but his speed was as fast as thunder, shocking all the powerful people who were watching.
Even though they were powerful innate realm masters, they only felt a flash of their eyes before Lu Qing arrived in front of Xuanming.
Even the bystanders were so shocked, let alone Xuan Ming.
As a Qigong practitioner, he was not good at close combat, not to mention that his mind was injured.
So facing Lu Qing's terrifying body movements, he had no time to react and could only watch Lu Qing's long knife chop towards his head.
It seemed that Xuanming was about to be cut in half by Lu Qing's sword.
Suddenly, the red gilded cassock he was wearing emitted a layer of red light, protecting him.
But under Lu Qing's powerful strength, the red light only lasted less than half a breath before being cut off by Lu Qing.
But it was this moment that gave Xuanming finally enough time to react. At the last moment, he turned 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 sword slashed on Xuanming's shoulder, but did not split him in half.
Instead, it was blocked by the red robe and could not penetrate into his body.
However, although the red robe could block the edge of the sword, it could not completely eliminate the power of Lu Qing's sword.
Under Lu Qing's powerful force, Xuanming's shoulders collapsed instantly, and it was unknown how many bones were broken.
The ground beneath where he was sitting was cracked layer by layer, and a hole was directly pressed out, burying him half in the soil.
"Ah! Senior Brother Xuanming!"
"You little beast, prepare to die!"
"Death to the evil spirits!"
Xuanming was chopped into the ground by Lu Qing's knife, and his life or death was unknown.
The other elders of Xuankong Mountain were so angry that their eyes were bloodshot.
Originally, when they saw that Lu Qing was able to break free from the control under the calming golden light of the Vajra Pestle, they had already felt something was wrong and began to be on guard.
Who knew Lu Qing's speed was so terrifying.
Even though they were extremely alert, they still had no time to react and were bullied to Brother Xuanming.
In grief and anger, several elders of Xuankong Mountain immediately rushed forward and attacked Lu Qing with fists, kicks, Zen sticks, swords and other weapons, each using their unique skills.
Xuan Ming is not good at close combat, but several of his fellow disciples are martial arts masters with the strength of the innate realm.
With the combined efforts of several people, the violent force instantly blew up the air within a radius of several feet and crushed towards Lu Qing.
His aura was so terrifying that it made the eyelids of all the strong men watching the fight twitch.
"Haha, just in time!"
Facing the siege of five top warriors who had reached the peak of the Innate Realm and had come out from a secret place.
Lu Qing showed no fear at all, he even laughed out loud and made an unexpected move.
He loosened his grip and let the sword in his hand fall to the ground.
He clenched his fists, and the next moment, a long, earth-shaking roar came out of Lu Qing's mouth.
The roar was like waves, like a dragon or a tiger, shocking everyone.
More importantly, as soon as the whistle sounded, the powerful sound waves shattered the violent airflow raised by the five elders of Xuankong Mountain, and they could no longer pose any threat to Lu Qing.
With a long roar, Lu Qing did not stop at all at the moment when the powerful energy was broken.
With the residual force of his long roar, he twisted his feet, deforming the ground beneath his feet. At the same time, a layer of white mist was emitted from his body, and he pounced towards an elder of Xuankong Mountain.
It sounds complicated, but in fact, from the siege of Lu Qing by several elders of Xuankong Mountain to Lu Qing's shattering of the energetic energy with a long roar, it was just a matter of breathing.
By the time Lu Qing pounced on the elder of Xuankong Mountain, the attacks of several people had not yet landed on Lu Qing.
The first person Lu Qing pounced on was a big monk with bare hands.
This man has a broad build, with very thick and large arms, and he exudes powerful energy and blood.
At first glance, he is an extremely powerful man who has cultivated a very strong body and is extremely skilled in martial arts.
In the path of martial arts, after entering the innate realm, one can cultivate innate true qi, possess the ability to release true qi, and condense long-range attack methods such as sword energy and sword energy.
But not all innate realm warriors will choose this path of practice.
Some warriors will choose to use their own true qi to nourish their bodies and make them stronger.
Such warriors have much stronger bodies than ordinary innate realm warriors, and their pure strength is also stronger.
This is the path most often chosen by innate martial artists who are good at boxing and kicking.
The big monk that Lu Qing pounced on was a powerful warrior who focused on physical training and was good at boxing and kicking.
When he saw Lu Qing actually abandon his sword and rush towards him empty-handed, a grim smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Boy, you are courting death!"
A pair of broad and large hands, as big as a palm-leaf fan, turned red, like two bloody millstones, rolling up air currents and fiercely slamming towards Lu Qing's body.
roar!
Facing the fierce attack from the big monk, Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even try to dodge.
The roars of tigers and dragons reappeared on his body. He clenched his fists, and a pair of fists with a white jade luster were imprinted on the big monk's red palms with the force of two dragons emerging from the sea.
boom!
When fists and palms collided, powerful energy immediately swept in all directions.
The big monk's palm is several times larger than Lu Qing's fist, and looks more dominant.
However, when Lu Qing's fist landed on his palm, his expression changed instantly.
I only felt a force as deep and as powerful as the ocean coming from Lu Qing's fist.
It was as if what he photographed was not a fist, but two immovable mountains.
Under the overwhelming force, the monk's palm twisted and deformed and exploded in an instant.
Even his arms were shattered into pieces, his flesh and blood turned into blood mist, and his hand bones were shattered and scattered in all directions.
"ah!"
Both of his arms were smashed directly by Lu Qing, and the intense pain made the monk scream.
However, before he could even finish his scream, the next moment, Lu Qing had already followed the momentum of his fist, rushed in front of him, used his shoulder as a shield, and crashed into his arms.
With Lu Qing's current strength, the force of this collision was so great that the monk felt like he was hit by a siege cone.
Not only was his sternum shattered, but his internal organs were also crushed into meat paste.
Its large body flew backwards until it broke through two walls and then stopped.
But people can only exhale, not inhale.
boom!
However, Lu Qing didn't care about all this when he rushed into the big monk's arms.
He already knew that the other party was dead.
So at the moment when he knocked the big monk away, he used the recoil force to fly in front of another monk holding a Zen stick, and with the sounds of tiger roars and dragon roars, he punched out again.
The monk holding the Zen stick saw the miserable condition of his fellow apprentice.
But at this moment he had no time to grieve. He could only open his eyes wide, breathe out, ignore Lu Qing's fist, and smash the Zen stick in his hand straight towards Lu Qing's chest.
He actually planned to fight Lu Qing to the death in a way that would result in both sides suffering losses!
But how could Lu Qing get what he wanted?
After comprehending the profound rhyme of the origin of the world and experiencing the baptism of heavenly tribulation.
His realm of [intention] had another breakthrough and reached a mysterious realm.
His boxing skills have also made great progress.
Faced with the desperate attack of the monk holding the Zen stick, he simply twisted his feet lightly and his body suddenly became soft.
With a strange turn, he was like a dragon, twisting along the Zen stick, but the momentum of his fist did not change at all, and he punched the opponent on the chest.
After being baptized and reshaped by the heavenly tribulation, Lu Qing's innate body has become incredibly powerful.
The power of this punch was no less than the one he used to knock the big monk away.
With the sound of breaking bones, the chest of the monk holding the Zen staff also collapsed, and blood spurted out of his mouth as he flew backwards.
"You little bastard, die!"
After Lu Qing dealt with two people in succession, the other three elders of Xuankong Mountain finally rushed behind Lu Qing and attacked him together.
The first one to appear was a monk in red holding a sword, who emitted many sword lights and covered Lu Qing.
The knife was gloomy and full of murderous intent, as if the Shura from hell had reappeared and wanted to kill Lu Qing.
At the same time as the monk holding the knife emitted a flash of knife light, the other two monks, one using a short stick and the other using fists, also attacked Lu Qing.
"Use a knife in front of me?"
Facing the joint attack of three people, Lu Qing snorted coldly.
He did not dodge or evade, and even took the initiative to face the heavy sword lights.
He gently extended his hand, and the next moment, the knife light disappeared, and the knife in the monk's hand was actually grasped in the middle by him with his bare hands, unable to move.
"How is that possible?"
There was a look of disbelief in the eyes of the monk holding the knife, as if he couldn't believe that his knife skills could be broken so easily by someone with bare hands.
However, at the moment he lost consciousness, his arm went numb and the knife in his hand was somehow snatched away by Lu Qing.
With the sword in hand, Lu Qing first made two casual strikes, forcing back the other two elders of Xuankong Mountain.
Then he swung the knife horizontally and slashed at the monk holding the knife.
The knife flashed, and the monk holding the knife felt dizzy and lost consciousness.
"Junior Brother Xuanyi!"
"Die, you little bastard!"
The remaining two elders of Xuankong Mountain saw the monk with a knife being beheaded by Lu Qing with one stroke.
An extremely crazy look suddenly appeared on his face, and he desperately mobilized all his strength to attack Lu Qing.
Unfortunately, facing Lu Qing, who is powerful enough to make people despair, their attacks are doomed to be futile.
After a few breaths, he was easily killed by Lu Qing with the knife in his hand.
puff!
When he saw Lu Qing chop off the head of the last elder of Xuankong Mountain.
It was quiet all around.
All the powerful people who were watching looked at him in great shock.
There was even a hint of fear in the eyes of many powerful men.
There is no way, the battle just now was really too exaggerated.
You have to know that those who besieged Lu Qing just now were the elders of Xuankong Mountain.
These elders of Xuankong Mountain are all in the great success of the Innate Realm, and because they are born in a secret place, their strength is much stronger than the average Innate Realm master.
But this strength seemed like a joke in front of Lu Qing.
Five people surrounded him, but in the end, not even Lu Qing's clothes were damaged.
Instead, they were easily defeated by Lu Qing and killed one by one.
Among all these, whether it was Lu Qing's strange body movements, his unparalleled strength, or his unpredictable and terrifying swordsmanship.
Without exception, they impacted everyone's mind.
So even though the battle was over, everyone was still just looking at Lu Qing in fear, and no one dared to speak.
He was afraid that he would anger this evil god if he was not careful.
Even a powerful person from the secret place like Taoist Yangming remained silent.
As for those young monks who were previously beheaded by Lu Qing but did not die.
At this moment, they were extremely frightened and trembling all over. They dared not make any sound, for fear that Lu Qing would notice them.
And in an unnoticed dark corner in the distance, there was a shadow that was also trembling slightly.
His eyes were full of disbelief: "How can he be so powerful? What kind of monster is this kid?"
"Huh?"
In the silence, Lu Qing suddenly let out a light exclamation and turned to look at where Monk Xuanming was.
"Old bald donkey, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. You're not dead yet."
Everyone paused for a moment and looked towards Xuanming.
At this time, Monk Xuanming looked extremely embarrassed.
Half of his body sank into the ground, leaving only the exposed upper body. One of his shoulders collapsed, and even one of his ears was cut off.
With disheveled hair, face covered in dirt and blood, he no longer looked like the enlightened monk he once was.
However, at this moment, there was no breath left in Monk Xuanming's body, and he looked completely dead. It was not like what Lu Qing said, that he was still alive.
"Pretending to be dead, huh?"
Lu Qing smiled lightly and kicked with his foot. A stone made a whistling sound and flew rapidly towards Xuanming's head.
Just when Monk Xuanming's head was about to be smashed, a red light suddenly appeared, creating ripples and blocking the stone.
"Amitabha, Mr. Lu, do you really want to kill them all?"
Xuanming opened his eyes and looked at Lu Qing with grief and anger.
Seeing Xuanming open his eyes, all the strong men were shocked. Only then did they realize that he had been faking his death.
While marveling at the mystery of Xuankong Mountain's method of restraining breath, he also became more in awe of Lu Qing.
There were so many of them, but they failed to notice that Xuanming was faking his death.
But the young man saw through it at a glance. It was hard to imagine what level his strength had reached.
"Kill them all?" Lu Qing said calmly, "Yes, none of you bald asses from Xuankong Mountain will be able to leave here alive."
After saying that, he raised his wrist slightly, and a blade energy flew towards Xuanming.
Lu Qing concentrated his mind and released this sword energy. Even though Xuanming was protected by red light, he would still find it difficult to resist.
Sure enough, the sword energy flew closer, and the red light on Xuanming's body reappeared, but it only lasted for half a breath before being cut by the sword energy.
Just when Xuanming's eyes were filled with fear and his head was about to be chopped off by the sword energy.
A sword energy flew out from nowhere, but it arrived first and gently blocked the knife energy, eliminating it.
(End of this chapter)
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