Noticing the arrival of the three sword-bearers behind him, Xu Qing decided to make a quick decision.
These three people all had five heavenly palaces, and maybe they each had their own means, but obviously facing the combat power of these seven palaces, the black-clad guards of the Holy Lan clan were not opponents.
And these three sword bearers, after seeing the black-clad guards of the Shenglan clan walking out of the shadows, their expressions became solemn.
The glory and regulations of being sword bearers made them not choose to escape, but instantly approached each other, each cultivating their own cultivation, and one of them quickly spoke.
"Child, let's hold this person together first."
"You can't hold back." The black-clad guard of the Shenglan clan who walked out had a look of contempt and cruelty, and just as he was about to make a move in a flash, Xu Qing's eyes rose fiercely.
"The prohibition of shadow prisoners is the edict of the devil."
"Immortal law breaks the spirit, heaven and earth are my life."
These sixteen words were what Xu Qing asked the ancestor of the Vajra Sect to come up with, in order to not be suspected of how to merge with the shadow in the face of outsiders.
At this moment, as Xu Qing's mind moved, a shadow suddenly emanated from the dagger in his hand to form a coffin, instantly shrouded Xu Qing.
In the next moment, Xu Qing's whole body turned dark, exuding a thick heterogeneity, even though it was dark all around at this moment, but with the help of the lightning that crossed the sky, he could still see the void around Xu Qing twisting.
There is also a sense of terror, which rises instinctively from the hearts of all those who are watching, as if the level of life has been shaken.
However, because of Xu Qing's previous plausible words, this scene felt like a strange secret technique.
Even if it is heterogeneous, it is more likely that this secret method is mysterious.
At this moment, when the three sword bearers were shocked, Xu Qing suddenly raised his head, and the violent physical power burst out from him.
The method of shadow fusion is to sacrifice the power of magic cultivation in exchange for the ultimate physical power.
When Xu Qing had four heavenly palaces, he could show the physical power of the six palaces under this method, and now after the five heavenly palaces, his physical combat power had reached the seventh palace.
The combat power of the seven palaces of the physical body is more powerful than that of magic, and it is also extremely amazing in terms of lethality and explosive power.
At this moment, as the secret method unfolded, as the violent aura erupted on him, a storm was directly set off around him, roaring in all directions.
The invisible air waves rolled around, and the three sword bearers of the field office were extremely shaken, and they all retreated together, their expressions showing shock.
As for the monk of the Shenglan clan, his expression also changed.
In the next moment, Xu Qing moved.
Like running thunder, the speed was so fast that it was difficult for outsiders to see clearly, and in the violent echo of the sound, Xu Qing's figure directly appeared in front of the black-clothed guard of the Seven Palaces Saint Lan Clan, and punched out.
The first punch gathered all of Xu Qing's physical strength, and the stone was shocking.
The monk Tong Kong of the Holy Lan clan contracted, it was really that the front and back of the human race in front of him had changed too much, and his whole body was even more heterogeneous.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides touched.
The roar was shocking, and the monk of the Holy Lan clan shook his body, only to feel that his internal organs were rolling up at this moment, and his breathing was short, and he was kicking backwards.
Xu Qing did not pause, took a step out, suddenly caught up, and continued to punch.
Second punch, third punch.
Piercing clouds and cracking stones.
This Shenglan clan monk did not dare to be careless, and pinched again, and suddenly the black hand of the demon monster transformed by the emperor-level technique behind him suddenly fell with terrifying fluctuations, slapping towards Xu Qing with a thunderous momentum.
Xu Qing didn't dodge at all, and struck with all his might.
Fourth punch, fifth punch, sixth punch.
The roaring sound resounded through the clouds, the monks of the Holy Lan clan were retreating step by step, their faces becoming more and more pale, and all the protections outside their bodies collapsed at this moment, and the huge black handprint was as difficult to stop Xu Qing's edge at this moment.
Xu Qing was faster, throwing the seventh punch, the eighth punch, until the ninth punch fell.
With a bang, the blood of the Saint Lan clan monk spurted wildly, and a magic orifice in his body collapsed directly, and even a heavenly palace collapsed with a bang, his body rolled backwards, his expression showed horror, and he screamed in surprise.
"What kind of exercise is this!"
It is precisely under the nine springs.
This move seems to be a technique, but it is actually a physical secret technique!
Building a foundation can destroy the magic orifice, and after the golden elixir, it can shatter the heavenly palace.
At this moment, with the collapse of a heavenly palace, this Shenglan clan monk felt Xu Qing's horror, and had a strong sense of life and death crisis, so he had to flee to avoid the battle.
His task was to prevent the sword-wielding in this direction from rushing in, and at the very least, he had to delay time.
But life is more important than the task.
At this moment, he retreated rapidly, but ...... He woke up late.
The moment he stepped back, he didn't notice that his body had already been filled with countless small black worms, they were biting frantically, and under the attack, the expression of this Saint Lan clan monk completely changed drastically, and he made a miserable sound.
The black blood couldn't help but gush out, and his face turned blue-black.
He did not greedily for the opponent's golden pill 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 directly stabbed into the chest of this Shenglan clan monk.
But this Saint Lan Clan's black-clad guard was also not bad, his body forcibly retreated to avoid it, and took out a magic weapon fragment between his hands, forming a tortoiseshell-like protection, while blocking it with all his might, the black line between his eyebrows cracked, and black silk scattered out from inside, heading straight for Xu Qing like a needle.
The other party avoided it in time, Xu Qing's remaining strength dissipated at this moment, and it was difficult to continue stabbing, but he reacted as quickly.
The moment his body rolled wildly, swayed forward, and stood up with his hands on the ground, his feet gathered all his strength and directly kicked on the chest of the black-clad guard.
The tortoise shell light shone, and the place where it touched Xu Qing was sunken and cracked, but it was finally prevented. It's just that the impact from Xu Qing was too great, which still made the black-clad guard's body soar a little, and the black silk emanating from the middle of his eyebrows was also a little scattered.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Qing also jumped into the air, narrowing the distance again, and the cold light of the dagger in his hand flashed towards the depression of the tortoise shell, and with the power of the shroud, ignoring the protection, double ensurance, and directly penetrating.
The black-clad guard made a snarky sound, it was too late to retreat, and the moment Xu Qing's dagger stabbed in, he took advantage of the trend and picked it up.
Directly from the chest of this Saint Lan clan monk to the neck, to the mouth, and from the center of the eyebrows!
In the gushing of blood, the cultivation of the Seven Palaces of the Seven Palaces of the Saint Lan Clan, the upper half of his body split in half, and the moment he spread out left and right, he died of anger.
This series of shots is amazingly fast, and it also shows Xu Qing's fighting style.
Looking at the corpse, Xu Qing's expression moved, he felt a familiar aura in the corpse of this Shenglan clan.
The purple moon of the Fifth Heavenly Palace in his body also shook slightly at this moment.
"The breath of the red moon?"
Xu Qing's eyes showed a strange color, 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 dark heavenly palace in the corpse.
"In the state of shadow fusion, the mysterious Dao Gong cannot be unfolded, and after the monk's death, the sea of consciousness collapses, the heavenly palace collapses, and the golden elixir is covered with dust, so it can no longer be used."
Xu Qing has no regrets.
If there were no outsiders here, and he was not on a mission, then whether he released the drug ban or launched other means, if he delayed, there would always be a chance to slowly take the pill alive.
But if there are others, although they can get the golden elixir as a result of such a delay, the three sword bearers of the field office will definitely face the danger of casualties, and if other black-clad guards come to the rescue, the final result will not be easy to say.
Under the trade-off, it is better to make a quick decision, after all, there are many opportunities to get the pill.
After killing at this moment, the shadows covered by Xu Qing's body quickly converged in the center of his eyebrows, and after turning into an eye, he nodded to the three shocked sword bearers and disappeared into the night in a flash.
The three looked at the monks of the Holy Lan clan who died tragically on the ground, and then looked at the direction Xu Qing was leaving, looking at each other and taking a deep breath.
They were also the pride of their respective states, but after coming to the county capital, they found that there were people outside the world, and there were people who were stronger and more qualified than themselves.
Whether it was Kong Xianglong, Shan Hezi and others, or Xu Qing today, all the three of them felt emotion in their hearts.
"It is said that this new sword bearer is more than before, and there are several demons in it, and it is indeed so!"
But the three of them did not lose confidence because of this, their eyes showed sharpness, 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 and reached the center of the fortress.
The battle here is just as fierce.
At this moment, Shan Hezi, codenamed Hedao made a move, his body burst out with blood, and there was even a chill, roaring in all directions wherever he passed, and the killing was amazing.
And the more you kill, the stronger the blood, and the combat power continues to improve.
This is the secret method of the Blood Cold Sect, it is a murderous qi, and if this qi does not dissipate, it will become stronger and stronger the more it kills.
He even laughed at the back, as if he had fallen into madness, which was very different from his usual gloomy self.
As for the night spirit codenamed Demon Girl, it is also good.
She came from the Taixu Demon Sect, and at this moment she transformed into a three-foot-tall green-skinned demon, emitting blue mist all over her body, her body seemed to be translucent, shuttling everything she passed, only taking her mind and brain, extremely ferocious.
Her special technique made her ignore all substantive attacks, and her attacks were even more brutal, occasionally devouring them directly.
And everyone who opposes him will be covered with flesh and blood.
There is also Wang Chen, whose code name is Yang Ling, who is also fierce, his body did not appear from the coffin, and he was controlled by the Yan Miao clan.
The clone was a natural assassin, blending into all the breaths and elusive.
Occasionally, it will dissipate and form in the enemy's body, directly tearing the body out, and the blood will stain the fog, but it will splash the blood in just one flash, and the smoke will continue to move forward.
There were also heavenly thunders drawn from the sky by them, descending in all directions, bombarding wildly.
As a disciple of the immemorial thunder vein, in this thunderous weather, his combat power was three points stronger than usual.
Any of these three, after Xu Qing saw their shots, they all felt strong.
Similarly, at this moment, the three of them noticed Xu Qing's arrival, saw the strange eyes between his eyebrows, and felt the fluctuations of the seven palaces of the physical body coming from Xu Qing's body, and they were also shocked by their own minds.
And what made Xu Qing feel the most strongly was Kong Xianglong in the sky.
Even if the four black-clad guards of the Holy Lan clan with the combat power of the Eight Palaces trapped them with imperial techniques and magic weapon fragments, and even led the Sky Thunder Tribulation to come, roaring down again and again, they were still helpless.
After noticing that his companions were all showing their own way of killing here, Kong Xianglong seemed to feel a little embarrassed, so he stared and let out a loud roar.
The ten heavenly palaces on his body erupted together, the golden dragon roared into the sky and tore the sky, and while the clouds were shattered, he slapped his forehead, and suddenly a blood-colored robe flew out of his heavenly spirit, transforming outside and directly draped over his body.
The moment the blood robe was added, the blood mist erupted, and the night became a blood night.
Kong Xianglong's combat power also rose on a large scale at this moment, and an earth-shattering evil aura rose from his body and rolled outward.
In the roar, the four black-clad guards of the Eighth Palace of the Saint Lan Clan all spurted blood, and the big black hand transformed by the emperor-level technique collapsed, and the fragments of their own magic weapons were reversed, and they quickly retreated one by one to leave.
But it was too late, Kong Xianglong's body shook and appeared directly in front of a person, with a cruel look on the other person's head, with a bang, the head of the black-clad guard exploded, and his upper body collapsed as well.
Kong Xianglong shook again, and when he was in front of the second black-clothed guard, when the other party was shocked, he raised his hands and stabbed directly into the opponent's chest, tearing it outward, and in a scream, this person was torn in half by him.
And the other two could not escape, one was swallowed by the golden dragon roaring filial piety, and the other was directly shrouded in blood mist.
Looking at this scene, Xu Qing thought of the captain's words that Kong Xianglong had said to be extremely cruel to foreigners.
As for the blood robe, Xu Qing felt the fluctuations of the Yi clan on it.
"That's a fragment of the forbidden magic weapon that Brother Long has refined five times." Wang Chen's misty body transformed around Xu Qing, with a glow in his eyes, looking at Xu Qing.
"Child, your physical secret technique...... Very strong! Go back and find a time, let's compete?"
"You'd better stay away from me." Xu Qing spoke calmly.
"What if not," Wang Chen raised his eyebrows.
"Then I can't restrain my own poison, you may have to change to a clone." Xu Qing said calmly.
In the next instant, Wang Chen disappeared, and when he appeared, he was already in the distance, coughing awkwardly at Xu Qing.
At this moment, Kong Xianglong also returned from the sky, landed on the ground with a bang, his eyes swept over everyone, and found that although the sword bearer in the field office was injured, and some of the injuries were not light, he did not die after all, so he felt relieved.
He looked at Xu Qing again, nodded, and yelled at Wang Chen.
"Yang Ling, you got a clone of the Yan Miao Clan, and you are complacent? Ah, I haven't learned anything else, I'm proud that you learned it very quickly, do you want to compete with me!"
"Brother Long, I was wrong." Wang Chen spoke 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 somewhat similar to the palace master when he criticized them.