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"The speed is too slow and the strength is too poor."

Xu Qing grabbed Yihu Arhat's iron Zen staff and dissipated the strength of his chopping down.

"Do you only have this level?"

"Wow, wow!"

Yihu Arhat stretched his arms so hard that his face turned red, but the iron Zen stick in his hand didn't move at all, and he couldn't pull it back even if he tried to pull it back.

Fuhu Fist!
Suddenly, he let go of the iron Zen staff with his right hand, and punched Xu Qing hard in the chest with a strong wind.

With a bang, the face of Yihu Arhat was in pain, and the bone in his hand was in severe pain.

But Xu Qing's body only shook a little.

Xu Qing smiled lightly: "It's not okay to hit me for nothing, I have to give you a punch back!"

Cinnabar falls into the palm of thunder!
Before Yihu Arhat had time to dodge, Xu Qing slapped him on the forehead.

With a click, Yihu Luohan's head burst like a watermelon, and his body fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Wu Qiankun, the Great Elder of Feihe Mountain, changed drastically.

"No, let's underestimate this guy's strength, let's kill him together!"

Hearing this, the elders of several sects looked at each other and attacked Xu Qing together.

"Watch me, Thunderbolt Blooddrop, take off his dog's head!"

With a wave of Tangmen Tang Rulie's hand, the thunderbolt blood droplets flew towards Xu Qing at an extremely fast speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the blood drops hit Xu Qing's head.

Xu Qing raised his head to look at the blood droplet, the ferocious and sharp blades in the blood droplet were spinning rapidly.

Facing the danger, Xu Qing didn't even blink.

"I won't accept this gift, give it to someone else."

With a bang, Xu Qing's fingers flicked on the blood droplet.

The high-speed spinning thunderbolt blood droplets turned into a dazzling cold light, attacking a rushing Liangyimen elder.

"what!"

A shrill scream resounded throughout the world, and only a headless corpse was left of the elders of Liangyimen, who was blown to the ground by a gust of wind.

"Bastard, eat my Tianling Sword!"

Wu Qiankun was furious, and the sword in his hand turned into countless afterimages, attacking Xu Qing.

"Gorgeous, useless!"

This Wu Qiankun's swordsmanship is only faster than that of the little sword god Lu Ming in the ring, with more sword shadows.

It's not suitable to reveal his identity for the time being, Xu Qing didn't use the Sky Walking Blade, but picked up the iron Zen stick, and slashed at Wu Qiankun fiercely.

No matter how beautiful your sword is, I only use this powerful blow.

There were a few clangs and metal clashes, and the iron Zen stick in Xu Qing's hand broke into several sections.

Xu Qing threw away the Zen staff and rubbed his nose.

"The quality of Bald Donkey's Zen staff is really bad, but yours is even worse."

Opposite him, Wu Qiankun was standing there with a blue long sword in hand.

Puff puff puff, a dozen deep scratches suddenly appeared on his body, and blood spurted out.

With a clatter, the sword in Wu Qiankun's hand fell, and the corpse fell straight backwards.

"Wuying Daoyu, die for me!"

Seeing the death of Wu Qiankun, the Great Elder of Feihe Mountain, Tang Fanchen, the elder of the Tang Sect's Criminal Law Hall, took off the black gold basket behind him.

He slapped the punishment mechanism behind the back basket with his hand, and in an instant, all one hundred and eight poisoned throwing knives were shot at Xu Qing.

"Haha, let's see how you resist!"

Complacency appeared on Tang Fanchen's ferocious face. Even if Xu Qing was powerful enough to kill Wu Qiankun and Yihu Arhat in an instant, it would be wishful thinking to block so many throwing knives.

As long as he was injured by a flying knife, he would be poisoned and die in agony.

You must know that the poison quenched on the flying knife is extracted from a total of five kinds of highly poisonous insects: black widow spider, poison-spraying cobra, Tianshan snow ice silkworm, black-tailed poisonous scorpion, and thousand blood-footed centipede.

The antidote to this kind of poison is only available to the sect leader and his core elders, but if the poisoning lasts for more than 3 minutes, even taking the antidote will not be able to recover.

At this moment, the hearts of Ciyun's disciples in the audience rose to their throats, for fear that the middle-aged man who was helping them in front of them would encounter accidents.

And the disciples of the five sects behind the two elders all had ferocious ecstasy on their faces, as if they could see Xu Qing's fate of being shot through the heart with ten thousand knives and shot into briquettes immediately.

Facing the group of knives that hit like a violent storm, Xu Qing didn't change his face, and moved with his hands crossed in front of him.

In an instant, Xu Qing seemed to have grown dozens of hands.

Whoosh whoosh!
After the flying knives shot at Xu Qing approached him, they suddenly turned to shoot at the two elders of the Tang Sect.

"This is impossible!"

This scene made Tang Rulie and Tang Fanchen's old eyes widen, frightening the souls of the dead.

Only Daoist Nianyun could see clearly, Xu Qing quickly caught the flying knives with his hand, and reflected them all back with his wrist.

"Ahhh!"

There was a burst of screams, Tang Rulie and Tang Fanchen were unable to block Xu Qing's flying knives at all, and soon each of them was hit by more than ten knives, vomited black blood and fell to the ground dead.

And the rest of the throwing knives were all shot at the disciples of the five sects, and a large area fell in one fell swoop.

"Oh my god, this guy is too powerful, run away!"

"This, this is not a human, this is a devil, devil, if you don't run away, you will die!"

"Our Fan family quits, no matter how many benefits we give, we won't call Ciyun Guan anymore!"

Xu Qing's unscathed appearance after jumping from a helicopter tens of meters high has already planted the seeds of fear in the hearts of thousands of people.

Coupled with the fact that several powerful elders died in Xu Qing's hands one after another in just 2 minutes, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

All of a sudden, thousands of people threw away their sect's flags and swords in their hands, and rushed down the mountain in embarrassment.

It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down. In addition, the mountain road is narrow and difficult to walk. When you fall to the ground for a while, countless people are trampled to death and injured by their own people.

"Too, too awesome!"

Watching the disciples of the five sects fleeing down the mountain as if the tide was ebbing, everyone in the Ciyun audience was stunned.

"May I ask who you are, why do you want to help me with the Compassion Cloud Temple?"

Daoist Nianyun looked at Xu Qing and clasped his fists.

"Cough cough."

Xu Qing coughed twice, winked at Daoist Nianyun, and pointed to his own face.

It turned out that this person was none other than Xu Qing from Yi Ronglai!

Daoist Nianyun suddenly realized, but he didn't say anything.

"Quick, quick!"

"Don't besiege the mountain anymore, all retreat twenty miles away!"

Shitai Yumei, Tang Guchuan, Fang Shixing, Duan Zhenshan and Abbot Jingyun, who were still arrogant before, all panicked at the moment.

They looked at the mountain-like figure on the top of the mountain, and fear appeared in their eyes.

This middle-aged man was a martial arts master who came out of nowhere. He was so powerful that he easily killed the most powerful elders in their sect.

You must know that although the strength of the five of them is stronger than these elders, it is absolutely impossible for them to kill these elders as cleanly as this middle-aged man.

That is to say, if this middle-aged man wants to kill them, he will probably only use a little effort!