Xu Qing is right, he is indeed good at group fighting.
Once the poison of his third heavenly palace broke out, it was amazingly lethal, and Xu Qing had never completely dispersed it since he obtained the poison forbidden pill.
Even now he has some restraint.
After all, if the poison of the Third Heavenly Palace really attacked completely, there would be no distinction between friend and foe, except for himself, it was estimated that both the shadow and the Vajra Sect ancestor would collapse.
Although there was some restraint, it was enough to shock the heart of the black-clad guard of the Shenglan clan.
Almost instantly, three black-clad guards of the Five Palaces let out a cry of horror, their bodies were rapidly decaying, the flesh on their faces was falling, and blood was dripping from their bodies.
But they didn't feel pain at first.
This is what makes Xu Qing's poison even more terrifying, it can corrupt everything silently, and by the time the pain is detected, it is already poisoned into the bone marrow.
In the echo of this thick exclamation of fear, Xu Qing's figure appeared like the wind of death, in front of a black-clad guard of the Six Palaces Shenglan Clan, the dagger in his hand was raised in an instant, and a knife passed over his neck.
With a stabbing sound, blood erupted.
The head rolled down, was kicked up by Xu Qing, and in the whistling sound, it became an afterimage and went straight to another Saint Lan tribe's black-clad guard, exploding in front of him, and poisonous blood splattered everywhere.
This Shenglan clan monk's face changed, and his body regressed, but he could not escape the fate of death.
Xu Qing's face was expressionless, his body took a step forward, and the power of his own seven palaces physical body fully exploded at this moment, setting off a storm that rumbled in all directions, and from a distance, it looked like a terrifying hurricane rising out of thin air.
The speed was so fast that Xu Qing's body became a weapon and slammed into this black-clothed guard.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere.
At this moment, among the poisoned people around him, there were three more black-clad guards poisoned, and a screaming sound came from the decay of their bodies, and their bodies quickly melted into blood and sprinkled on the ground.
This scene, all the monks around him were shocked and shocked.
"This poison is too strong!"
"Everyone disperse!"
Not only did these black-clad guards who were facing Xu Qing disperse, but Kong Xianglong, Shan Hezi and others not far away also changed their expressions, and they quickly moved away from this area with the people who were fighting with them.
Stay away from Xu Qing.
Xu Qing's expression was as usual, the more he was in the drug ban, the more he felt that everything was under control, and at this moment, a ghost appeared in front of the ninth Saint Lan Clan's seventh palace black-clad guard.
In the blink of an eye, he waved the dagger in his hand hard, and the black-clad guard was also good, but at this moment, he burst out with physical strength, grabbed the dagger, and wanted to block it.
But at the moment when the other party grabbed the dagger, the piercing power from the shroud exploded rapidly, and the black-clad guard's expression changed, only to feel that his palm was extremely tingling, and his mind and soul were also pierced with thousands of needles.
When the instinct let go, Xu Qing's dagger was unstoppable and stabbed directly into his throat, devastating and shattering.
This was the last move Xu Qing had prepared for his dagger, and it was also the power contained in the shroud itself.
And the price is that every time he holds a dagger, he will endure that kind of piercing pain, and his whole body seems to be pierced by countless sharp thorns.
But Xu Qing was already used to all this and didn't care.
He pulled out his dagger and was about to continue, but his expression moved slightly, and he took a step to the side, avoiding a flying sword whizzing by.
When he turned his head, Xu Qing saw another Seven Palaces Black-clad Guard behind him performing imperial exercises to form a huge black handprint, killing him here.
But this time Xu Qing didn't need to make a move, the two black-clad guards of the Sixth Palace Shenglan Clan suddenly showed a strange smile on the corner of their mouths, turned around in unison, and rushed straight to the Seven Palaces companion, and began to self-destruct.
Even when they rushed out, they were still yelling.
"My master says hello to you!"
This strange scene made all the black-clad guards of the Holy Lan Clan change their expressions drastically.
In the next instant, the two Six Palaces Black-clad Guards exploded all over their bodies in the roar of the Echo Cloud Night, collapsing together, and the impact formed swept towards the Seven Palaces Saint Lan Clan.
After the roar, the Seven Palaces Saint Lan Clan spewed out blood, looking frightened and angry, and raised a black iron rod that grabbed the sneak attack with his right hand.
But he couldn't control the red lightning that jumped up on the iron stick, and at this moment, it went straight to his head and instantly disappeared, causing the Saint Lan clan's black-clad guard to shock his whole body.
Xu Qing's dagger also came quickly at this moment, stabbing into the man's heart with a knife, and quickly pulling out another knife, seven knives in a row, piercing through the knife, extremely ferocious.
When the screams came out, Xu Qing noticed that his poison had almost spread, most of the black-clad guards around him were rotting, each one was terrified, and their cultivation was uncontrollably weak.
"It's almost over." Xu Qing muttered in his heart, his eyebrows and shadow eyes directly spread into a black coffin, and as the lid opened, Xu Qing's body rushed out.
Of course, during this process, he did not forget to shout a plausible spell to end his secret of the Shadow Fusion.
The moment he appeared, Xu Qing's tricky Dao skill unfolded, his right hand was instantly translucent, and his body shook and stabbed into the chest of a black-clad guard of the Sixth Palace of the Holy Lan Clan.
Letting the other party struggle and resist was of no use, and he went deep into the heavenly palace to grab the golden pill and dragged it out.
Take the pill alive, and the blood is connected.
In the echo of the miserable and painful sound, the golden crow behind Xu Qing transformed, and forty-two long feather flames spread in all directions, making the darkness of this dawn bright at this moment.
And Jin Wu's eyes showed a strong light, and at the moment Xu Qing took out the golden pill, he directly devoured the black hand transformed by the emperor-level technique of the black guard.
Not to be outdone, the shadow spread rapidly.
All three parties inhaled at the same time.
In the next instant, this Saint Lan Clan's black-clad guard emperor-level technique collapsed, he himself was shriveled, and the heavenly palace was shattered.
All this, anyone who sees it will be extremely shocked, it is really Xu Qing's shot, extremely fierce.
However, the three of Shan Hezi were not much different, the Night Spirit turned into a one-eyed giant with green hair all over his body, which was a one-eyed heavenly demon unique to the Taixu Demon Sect, and the light of the dark soul emanated from his eyes.
The upper body was even more monstrous, and four clumps of flesh and blood grew, forming four huge fingers, and a ferocious face appeared on the tips of the fingers, devouring and biting towards the enemy, even if it collapsed, it grew out again in the next moment.
Shan Hezi was full of blood and mist, and his injuries were extremely serious, he was mainly fighting for his partners, but his skills and bloodline were obviously special, and the more serious the injury, the more powerful he was.
Now regardless of the injury, the whole person has completely gone crazy and violent, with only killing in his eyes and nothing else.
The dwarf Wang Chen also fought hard, his whole body was filled with thunder, and the canopy above his head formed a thunder life lamp, and the speed was amazing.
Even his body is changing rapidly, gradually no longer a dwarf, but grows taller and turns into a young man.
But its whole body was covered with black totems, like seals, which were gradually unraveling at this moment to form even more terrifying aura and fluctuations.
Every time he opened a totem seal, there was an additional foreign figure beside him.
Light Clan, Stone Demon Clan, Buffa Clan...... Dozens of paths.
There was also the assistance of Yan Miao's clones to cooperate with them in the battle with the two black-clad guards of the Eight Palaces Holy Lan Clan.
Each of them also had a fragment of the magic weapon to take out, although they were still not the opponents of the two Eighth Palace Black Guards, but the three of them fought for serious injuries at all costs, and finally dragged the two Eighth Palace Saint Lan Clan.
Kong Xianglong's side was even more eye-catching, the golden dragon roared filial piety behind him, the whole person was like a god descending to earth, and there were bloody clothes floating around him, and he was shooting with the three half-step primordial infants, which was earth-shattering.
It was obviously just a golden pill, but under the siege of those three half-step primordial infants, instead of being weak, he gave people an extremely strong feeling.
"This is the demon team of the generation of the Sword Palace!"
Someone in the black-clad guards exclaimed, fearful and began to disperse, trying to escape from here.
But before they could escape far, they spewed out black blood one by one, and their bodies quickly rotted and turned into blood.
Xu Qing's shots continued, and the Golden Crow made a cheerful sound, constantly devouring, and Xu Qing's strange hand continued to enter one heavenly palace after another.
But unfortunately, the speed of his own action was not as fast as his own poison.
When he killed nineteen black-clothed guards, there were only seven black-clad guards left here.
Three are fighting with Kong Xianglong, and two are fighting with Shanhezi.
There are two more ...... At this moment, most of his body was rotten, and he was walking to Xu Qing step by step, kneeling down with a pop, with despair and horror in his eyes, but a fanatical voice came out of his mouth.
"Master, please accept our black-clad guards to your gift to the great sword-wielder!"
Saying that, they opened the heavenly palace by themselves, took out the golden pill, and offered it with both hands.
Xu Qing waved his hand strangely, and after absorbing it, the two black-clothed guards raised their hands in infinite horror, held their heads extremely neatly, and broke them hard.
The sound of Kacha echoed, and their heads all turned around, and they were directly screwed off, dying of breath.
Until their deaths, the smiles on the corners of their mouths still remained strange.
Killing is not scary, everyone here has killed countless people, but whether it is rotting and dying in despair, or being accused of suicide in fear, it is far more terrifying and weird than simply killing.
So this scene immediately shocked all living enemies and friends, and looked at Xu Qing.
At this moment, Xu Qing was standing on the black blood mud, there were not many corpses around, most of them had turned into blood.
The golden crow shone behind him, making a loud sound, and Feng Yu drifted with the fire light piece by piece, and at the same time the wind blew up Xu Qing's hair, revealing a pair of calm eyes without any waves.
Stepping on the bloody mud, Xu Qing walked towards the two Eight Palaces black-clad guards who were delayed by the three of Shan Hezi.
His speed became faster and faster, and the third heavenly palace in his body vibrated rapidly, emitting suction power, causing all the drug bans that had spread out here to quickly gather around him.
His surroundings were visible to the naked eye as black, shrouded in countless black mist, containing countless small black worms.
In the change in the faces of the three of Shan Hezi, in the horror of the two black-clad guards of the Eight Palaces, Xu Qing suddenly arrived with a monstrous black mist.
His figure was also shrouded in black mist, and in an instant, it was close to dividing the battlefield, shrouded in the body of an eight-palace black-clad guard, and fell into the black fog with himself.
All outsiders in the fog could not see it, nor could they perceive it, they could only hear roars and roars coming from inside, and the fluctuations were amazing.
In this way, the opponents of Shan Hezi and the others were no longer two Eight Palaces, but one person, and the situation was instantly reversed.
After a stick of incense, when Kong Xianglong was ferocious and directly tore a half-step primordial infant into pieces, Shan Hezi and the three of them also completed the kill.
As demons, although they are not as good as Kong Xianglong, they also have the peak combat power of the Seven Palaces.
The three of them joined forces, and under the exhaustion of their killer skills, they fought to be severely injured, and finally beheaded the black-clad guard of the Eight Palaces Shenglan Clan.
With the death of this person, a mournful sound also came from the black mist where Xu Qing was, and then footsteps came, and Xu Qing's figure walked out step by step from inside.
There was some strange light in his eyes, as if he was thinking.
And at this moment, his whole body was covered in injuries.
The position of the chest and heart is a lake of flesh and blood, there is a hole in the abdomen, one leg is twisted, and a large piece of flesh and blood is missing from the neck, as if it has been bitten down.
The corners of his mouth were also bloody, and the arm holding the dagger drooped unnaturally.
At this moment, he spat out blood while walking, and at the same time threw the crushed eyeballs in his hand on the ground.
And the poisonous mist behind him rolled at this moment, rushing towards him instantly, all burrowing into his body.
As the poisonous fog dissipated visibly, the previous battleground was finally revealed behind Xu Qing, where a figure was now standing.
It was the black-clad guard of the Eighth Palace of the Shenglan Clan who was caught in the fog by Xu Qing.
Most of his body was rotten, his stomach was opened, all the golden elixirs were taken out, and the heavenly palace collapsed.
In the only remaining eye, there was disbelief before death.
Shan Hezi and the others looked at Xu Qing one after another, with a bright light in their eyes.
Xu Qing also looked at them, spat out another mouthful of blood, and spoke softly.
"I've been waiting for a long time, it's a bit difficult to kill him."
As Xu Qing's words came out, the body of the Eight Palaces Black-clad Guard behind him fell to the ground.
With Xu Qing's current combat strength, it would naturally be difficult for him to kill a black-clad guard of the Eighth Palace.
And in the battle of life and death, all kinds of means must be used, and the flesh on his neck was bitten off by the other party viciously.
However, the gains from this battle are also huge.
In addition, on the other party's body, Xu Qing felt the breath of the red moon again, which was also the source of the strangeness in his eyes when he walked out.
But this is not the time to think about this matter, almost the moment Xu Qing walked out, a mournful sound came from the sky.
The second half-step primordial infant was twisted off by Kong Xianglong's neck.
The last half-step primordial infant was extremely frightened in his eyes.
He was terrified not only by Kong Xianglong, but also by the ferocity of those sword-wielding people below, without any hesitation at this moment, he unfolded at full speed and fled desperately.
Kong Xianglong laughed fiercely and chased out in a flash, Xu Qing raised his hand calmly and punched his twisted leg, cachaed with a sound, broke the bones straight, and chased after them as well.
This scene also made the three of them agree more with Shan Hezi, they were all seriously injured, but now no one cared, and at the same time rushed out, the killing intent was stronger than before.
Since the gift was returned to the black-clothed guard, it was natural that all of them had to be cut down to meet the etiquette.
This place was not far from the border, so soon at the moment when the half-step primordial infant had already seen the border, he was caught up by Xu Qing and his party.
Five people shot at the same time, and Kong Xianglong suppressed it, so there was no suspense......
In the midst of an earth-shattering roar, the half-step primordial infant's body directly collapsed, splitting into pieces, turning into a rain of blood, and sprinkled on the border.
And at the moment of his death, a violent aura came from the Shenglan clan area outside the boundary, and a figure approached rapidly, and there was even a roar echoing.
"Sword bearer!"
Kong Xianglong saw this and suddenly roared.
"Call your father."
"This is the boundary of my human race Fenghai County, any foreign primordial infant in the Shenglan area takes half a step, and the forbidden magic weapon of Fenghai County will be killed on the spot!"
"Your grandma's, come on!"
After saying that, Kong Xianglong turned around and ran away, as for Shan Hezi and the three of them, they had already run dozens of feet while he was talking.
And Xu Qing was a little faster than them, already a hundred feet away......
Everyone ran wildly.
Outside the border, the arriving figure suddenly stopped and turned into a middle-aged monk of the Holy Lan clan wearing a black-clothed guard robe.
His face was extremely ugly, he gritted his teeth and stared coldly at the backs of Kong Xianglong, Xu Qing and others, with murderous intent rising in his eyes.
But after all, I still didn't dare to step into the boundary of the face!