The moment the teacup was put down, outside the camp master's mansion, on the long street, blood was everywhere, and corpses were everywhere!
Xu Qing's figure was like a tiger, wherever he passed, blood would splatter everywhere he touched, and the blood stains on the ground would spread, shocking, all the way, all the way, all the way to kill!
And in front of him, the guards of the camp master's mansion came rapidly from all around, and there were dozens of strangers dressed in black, they were monks from the convoy.
Both sides have the same goal, both are Xu Qing.
As he continued to approach, the wind blew, blowing up the hair in front of Xu Qing, he simply carried the longsword behind him, the dagger in his hand, and the whole person seemed to melt into the wind, and went straight to a team monk with six layers of condensation in front of him.
In an instant, the head flew up!
Blood spilled out, and more men in black and guards rushed up.
Xu Qing looked at these convoy monks and was in a daze, he recalled that the Lei team did go out to buy ingredients on the day the convoy arrived, but they came back soon.
Obviously, he saw the enemy that day, and everyone had to leave early.
Xu Qing was silent, his killing intent was even stronger, and his speed exploded in full force, he did not dodge, but rushed head-on.
In the distance, on the eaves, there were two people standing.
The old man was wearing a blue Taoist robe, and the middle-aged man was dressed up, the former was standing with his back to his back, looking at the scene on the street coldly.
The latter sat there, biting a tendon-like rope in his mouth, and upon closer inspection, it was a cross bowstring.
The bowstring of the cross is extraordinary, it is difficult for ordinary iron tools to cut the slightest, but in this person's mouth, it is bitten piece by piece.
"It's a bit interesting, like me, he is both refining his body, but he only looks like he has six or seven layers, so he should be more fun than the person with a cross scar on his face."
"Are you here or am I coming?" The old man asked calmly.
"This is the scope of your Vajra Sect, and the camp leader is the elder of your Vajra Sect, of course you, the new elder of the Vajra Sect." The middle-aged man spat out a saliva with tendons and said with a fierce smile.
As the two were talking, a roar came from the long street, and a mournful scream echoed, retreating all the seven or eight guards and the man in black surrounded by Xu Qing.
One by one, their bodies staggered, blood spurted out, and everyone had fatal wounds on their bodies, and they fell to the ground one after another, revealing Xu Qing who had walked out of the surroundings of their corpses!
A suede jacket stained with an unknown amount of blood, a pair of straw sandals soaked in black, long hair swaying in the wind, and a pair of ...... Eyes as cold as a lone wolf.
His right hand was hanging down, and blood flowed down the blade from the dagger he was holding at this moment, dropping onto the soil.
The seven or eight corpses around him were all miserable, not Xu Qing's massacre, but the trauma of all the vital points was miserable.
And Xu Qing's shot was mainly to kill, and there was no extra action, so those scavengers who saw this scene were shocked again.
Without looking at those corpses, Xu Qing was expressionless, but his eyes were filled with blood, and he stepped on the dirt and moved forward quickly.
The target was the camp master's mansion, which was more than three hundred feet away from him.
As he approached, the only more than ten convoys in black and several camp lord guards in front of the camp master's mansion trembled in horror and instinctively retreated.
And Xu Qing also ran a few steps fast, raised his head, and looked at the two figures on the roof in the distance.
The aura of these two was the strongest he had ever felt along the way, and they were also the two strongest enemies he was facing now.
Xu Qing knew very well that in today's situation, once he chose to make a move, he had to ...... Kill to the end, and where they are located is the only way to get to the camp master's mansion.
So after he took a few steps, he raised his left hand and hooked slightly towards the two people on the eaves.
"Arrogant!" The old man in the blue robe narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his body shook, and as the wind rose under his feet, he actually stepped directly towards Xu Qing from the eaves!
In this scene, the guards and the man in black, as well as the scavengers behind them, were shocked in their hearts, in their cognition, only the strong foundation builders could step into the air.
And building a foundation, for them, is basically like an immortal in the sky.
Many people have never seen it once in their lives, and it can even be said that a strong foundation builder can basically become an ancestor in a small sect or small family like the Vajra Sect.
This old man in the blue robe obviously couldn't be a foundation builder, he had just stepped into the 80% condensation qi.
His stepping on the air was just a trick, related to his own wind technique, had no practical value, and could not last long, it was just a gimmick.
But for others, the shock brought by this scene can still shock their minds.
But Xu Qing didn't care, almost at the moment when the other party stepped into the air, he secretly threw the poisonous powder, and his body rushed out instantly.
The speed was so fast that an afterimage was left on the ground, and in an instant, when the old man in the blue robe changed drastically, Xu Qing had already appeared in front of him.
A direct punch blasted out, and a shadow appeared on the fist, emitting a silent roar, making the old man in mid-air a little unhurried to dodge, so he could only hurriedly pinch the technique to form protection.
Its protection shattered inch by inch with a bang, and even the old man's body was also retreated by Xu Qing's punch, and the edge of the black iron rod shone brightly, heading straight for the old man to chase after him.
Bang.
The black iron rod is blocked by a shield.
As the shield fractured, the power of the iron stick also dissipated, revealing the old man in the blue robe who spewed blood after revealing the shield, extremely embarrassed.
The old man's face was ugly and he was about to speak, but the expressionless Xu Qing stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his body approached again with a bang.
The old man's eyes shrank, anger filled the air, and as soon as he raised his hands, a gust of wind appeared around him in an instant, sweeping in all directions.
He inhaled even more, and suddenly those winds poured into his mouth, making his face flushed, and his eyes also showed cruel and slaughtering intent, and he was about to spit it out.
But in the next moment, his face changed drastically, his eyes bulged even more, his skin was visible to the naked eye, showing signs of poisoning, and his body trembled violently.
"You ......."
Before he could finish speaking, Xu Qing, who had not paused at all, was already approaching.
The dagger in his hand was red like a burning iron at its speed, like a soldering iron, and slashed fiercely across the old man's neck.
Blood gushed out, screaming loudly, and his head was even grabbed by Xu Qing's left hand, directly separating from his body as he moved forward.
It's all too fast!
In the next instant, Xu Qing had already thrown the blue-purple poisonous head in his hand and stood up on the eaves at this moment, his face was extremely ugly, and he even had a strong fear in his eyes.
Then he raised his left hand and hooked him like just now.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
Whether it was the scavengers, the guards, or those people in the convoy, they all set off monstrous waves, stunned one by one, and even indescribable trembling corns appeared all over their bodies.
"Too ...... It's too strong......"
"Is it poison...... What a poison!" Among the scavengers, someone muttered in a trembling voice.
Middle-aged on the eaves, short of breath.
"Are the Vajra Sects all waste, and they actually have to show off when they do it!!"
He knew very well that the old man in the blue robe could not be so weak, the other party's wind technique was amazing, but the mistake was that he lost the opportunity by showing off in the air, and he underestimated the enemy without realizing the existence of the poison, and actually took the initiative to suck it up.
In the final analysis, it is the comfort of the sect monks that makes them far inferior to the hardships of scavengers in terms of ruthlessness and agility.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man immediately took out seven or eight antidote and avoidance pills from his body and swallowed them in one go.
Then he gritted his teeth fiercely, and a crackling sound suddenly came from all over his body.
His already burly body became stronger at this moment, and he jumped directly from the eaves with a big stride, like a goshawk, rushing towards Xu Qing.
Xu Qing lowered his head, the black hair in front of him covered his eyes, and his body was galloping as well, getting closer and closer to the enemy.
Until the next moment, their figures burst out at the same time and collided directly together.
With a bang, the middle-aged man's whole body was shaken, and his expression showed a stronger shock, and the hair in front of Xu Qing was lifted by the impact of the wind, revealing the sharp eyes in his bloody eyes.
He felt the amazing power from the other party, but he was still not as good as himself, and his recovery was stronger, at this moment the murderous intent in his eyes exploded, and the power in his body burst out, and he punched again!
The battle between the refining bodies was simple and brutal.
They kept touching on this long street.
While the roar spread in all directions, the impact also caused houses to collapse everywhere.
Gradually, the middle-aged monk was short of breath, his face was pale, his body trembled, his whole body was bulging, and his eyes were bloodshot, unable to hide his inner fear and despair.
In terms of strength and speed, he is not as good as Xu Qing, not to mention his resilience.
So the whole process was more than thirty breaths, and his fist collapsed directly, and the flesh and blood were molded.
The arm couldn't bear it, and was crushed and torn apart by the great force from Xu Qing, tearing apart, blood and broken bones were scattered, and in the midst of a terrible scream, Xu Qing's body jumped, and his knee hit the middle-aged man's forehead hard.
With a bang, the sound of flesh and blood squeezing replaced the scream, and the latter's voice stopped abruptly, and he died of breath.
Xu Qing didn't even glance, his eyes were still murderous, he stepped on the middle-aged fallen corpse, jumped up, and went straight to the ...... Camp Lord's Mansion!
The guards outside the camp master's mansion and those people in the convoy had already been shocked and frightened at this moment.
Seeing Xu Qing rushing in with blood and brutality like a demon god, the meaning of survival was greater than anything else, and I don't know who was the first to scatter and flee, and in the blink of an eye, they all dispersed.
So the scavengers who gathered throughout the camp were shocked to the extreme, and Xu Qing's figure set off a howling wind and went straight to ...... The gate of the camp lord's mansion.
And at the moment he approached, the gate collapsed with a bang, and as it split from the inside out, a fist stretched out, and Xu Qing who came directly touched it.
With a loud bang, Xu Qing's body retreated for the first time.
He took three steps back and raised his head, his eyes like an eagle, staring coldly at the camp leader wearing a golden robe and looking extremely ugly as he walked out of the broken gate at this moment.
And behind him, there was a gloomy old man in brocade clothes with a mean appearance!
In the old man's hand, he was holding a familiar figure of Xu Qing!
The moment she saw that figure, Xu Qing's body shook, and indescribable emotions churned strongly in her heart.
That's Team Thunder.
He was dying.