From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS

Chapter 301: The Mysterious Swordsman (Second update, please subscribe and ask for a monthly pass

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"Mysterious swordsman?" Qian Shanhou's expression did not change and he said calmly: "Is it a stranger or someone else?"

"It's not a strange person. This person specializes in picking out monks from the cultivation world. I'm afraid that no less than a thousand people in the Zhenwu realm have died in his hands during this period. However, they are extremely powerful and their whereabouts are strange, which has caused quite a stir."

"Check it out. If it can't be used by us, get rid of it."

Qianshanhou gave the order directly.

There can't be chaos in Qianshan Mansion now, at least not in the place under his jurisdiction.

Any unstable factors must be eliminated.

And when Qianshanhou's order was passed on.

In a mountain gate.

The strong smell of blood and the sounds of fighting continued to come.

There were a large number of corpses lying on the ground, and the blood even infected the land.

Even if a batch of corpses disappear every once in a while, this bloody scene is far from being erased.

boom! boom!

Three terrifying figures were rapidly clashing.

Suddenly.

The violent wind surged up from the ground, and then turned into chaotic blades that filled the sky and shot out. Immediately, there was a shrill scream, and one of the figures was turned into pieces in the terrifying chaotic blades.

As for the other person, he also screamed and retreated crazily.

But he just retreated.

Then thousands of chaotic blades condensed and turned into a sword like Changhong Pilian, which was cut down directly.

Swish—

As soon as the outer Gangqi rose, it was already shattered.

When the sword was cut down, the whole person fell into two halves in the air.

So far.

There is no longer a living person in this sect.

Peng Qing stood on the ground full of blood, his expression was indifferent. The long knife in his hand was as red as blood at this moment, and terrible power emanated from it.

Subsequently.

He glanced at his mission and muttered to himself.

"Five thousand seven hundred and eighty-one, it's coming soon, this mission will be completed soon!"

Immediately afterwards.

He glanced at the many corpses on the ground, simply collected some of the most valuable ones, and then turned around and left.

A battle on the Immortal Plains.

Peng Qing originally planned to find an opportunity to grab this head.

As a result, Qin Shujian's identity as the master of the formation was revealed, which shocked him and scared the sword slave in the ring to urge him to leave quickly.

That's why.

Peng Qing can be regarded as seeing what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

After leaving the Undying Plains.

Dao Nu even felt that it was not safe, so he directly asked him to leave the scope of Beiyun Mansion and enter other mansions to hunt the monks of the True Martial Realm to complete the subsequent inheritance mission.

And as more and more monks were killed.

Peng Qing's strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Until now.

He has firmly entered the second level of spiritual martial arts, and is around the middle stage of the spiritual god realm. He is only one step away from reaching the peak of the spiritual god, and then reaching the threshold of the air control realm.

Peng Qing is basically sure.

His realm is already one of the best among players.

With the improvement of strength.

Hunting monks has become much, much easier.

Arrive now.

He is no longer just hunting the True Martial Realm, some weaker Spiritual God Realm monks have also become the targets of hunting.

A spiritual realm monk.

Equivalent to ten True Martial Realm monks.

And the experience points given are also quite a lot.

When conditions permit, Peng Qing is even more willing to hunt such beings.

in the ring.

The voice of the sword slave came out: "The Weeping Blood Blade is already a half-step weapon. As long as you kill a few more monks in the spiritual realm, you can restore it to the ranks of Taoist tools. By then, with the power of the Taoist tools, , to match your current strength.

As long as you don't have a Taoist weapon in hand, a great monk in the Holy Realm is no match for you. "

"Is the Taoist weapon really that powerful?"

"That's natural. Dao weapons are divine weapons that touch the power of heaven and earth. Their power is unpredictable. If you want to compete with Dao weapons, even if you reach the divine martial realm, you may not be able to do it."

Hear the words.

Peng Qing looked at the Weeping Blood Blade in his hand and his eyes flickered.

On the blade.

Half of the bloody Dao Seal has condensed.

Above the Dao Seal.

It also exuded an aura that made his heart palpitate.

For the sword slave.

Peng Qing basically had no doubts.

From the moment he got the ring until now, the other party has shown his profound knowledge.

"We have killed a lot of people here during this period. The sects in the cultivation world here must not be able to tolerate it anymore. I suggest we change the situation. What do you think?"

The sword slave said: "It doesn't matter if you change the place. You have killed so many monks. Even if the cultivation community here does not join forces to deal with you, it must be extremely vigilant. If you want to take action again later, I am afraid that you will really have to face the giants of the Holy Realm." A monk."

Got consent.

Peng Qing said no more and immediately rushed out of the area.

Just left before his front foot.

There were monks chasing after him.

"There is still his lingering scent here. This person will definitely not escape far. Let's continue chasing him!"

"This beast must not survive, and for no other reason than the fact that he slaughtered the entire Huangyin Sect for no reason, there is absolutely no room for such a demon."

"Chase!"

Three monks came from the sky and stayed for a moment where Peng Qing originally stood. Then they found a certain direction, and the next moment they were chased by the sky.

during this time.

One after another, monks were killed, many of whom were in the spiritual realm, and some sects were destroyed.

As for the Huangyin Sect they were talking about, it was a sect that had just been destroyed.

Thousands of people packed the house.

Not a single person was left alive.

This kind of behavior is no different from the devil.

This time the major sects were determined to kill Peng Qing.

The three monks from the Sky Control Realm were only a small part of the search team. More people were searching separately, and even the great monks from the Xian Sheng Realm were dispatched.

In a wilderness.

Peng Qing paused.

It wasn't that he wanted to stop, it was just because someone was blocking the way ahead.

"Be careful, these three people are all in the air control realm. If you really are no match, use secret methods to escape. With the three of them, they will definitely catch you." In his mind, the voice of the sword slave sounded.

Hearing this, Peng Qing's expression was as indifferent as ever, and the Weeping Blood Blade was already tightly clenched in his hand.

Royal air realm!

They are also monks who are at least the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

And he.

It’s just the second level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Regardless of the number of people or the realm, Peng Qing did not have the slightest advantage.

but-

There was no fear on his face.

There are no words.

The next moment.

Peng Qing had already taken action directly. When the Blade of Weeping Blood was slashed out, the strong wind whipped up directly with the movement of the long knife. A terrifying hurricane swept in all directions, and then turned into a chaos of flying blades all over the sky.

Crazy blade slashing!

boom! !

Facing this sword, the expressions of the three Sky Control monks all changed, and then they directly released their Gang Qi to resist the violent wind and chaos blade, and then launched a spiritual impact and bombarded Peng Qing.

The spiritual thoughts of the monks in the Sky Control Realm are powerful, and they are already close to the stage where the spiritual god manifests himself.

When three divine thoughts bombarded.

A blood-colored shield rose from Peng Qing's body, and then the shield shattered, and the three spiritual attacks were successfully blocked.

next moment.

Peng Qing's figure flashed like a ghost, and the bloody long knife cut through the air and fell. A terrifying killing aura spread from the knife, like a supreme god of death, which was enough to make people shudder.

"What a fierceness!"

The monk in the air-control realm who was facing the sword was shocked. Without thinking, he flew up into the air and avoided the sword.

This is also a monk in the Sky Control Realm.

Compared to monks below the Sky Control Realm, this is the biggest advantage.

Royal air!

It means being in an invincible position.

Seeing this, Peng Qing's expression remained as usual, and the Weeping Blood Blade turned around and swept across, and the powerful blade burst out, cutting into pieces the two blasts of true energy.

See this scene.

The other two air-control monks also had their pupils shrunken.

The strength shown by Peng Qing in front of him is not at all the strength that the Spiritual God Realm should have. Apart from not being able to fly in the air, he is not weaker than the Air Control Realm in all aspects, and is even better than the general Air Control Realm. powerful.

The three of them were seen flying in the air, releasing their Gang Qi and bombarding with their spiritual thoughts, and the offensive continued towards Peng Qing.

On the other hand, Peng Qing.

Standing on the ground, the Weeping Blood Blade slashed out in the air, and the chaotic blade flew directly through the air, also covering the three air-controlling monks.

boom! boom!

The four of them fought in the wilderness, powerful waves spread, and the shaking ground also had a lot of cracks.

"This is not the way to go. If you delay for a long time, other monks will arrive. Let's fight quickly!" The sword slave's voice sounded, full of warning.

On the bright side.

Peng Qing suddenly sheathed his sword and his body flew away like an arrow from the string.

See here.

The three Sky Control monks immediately shouted: "Don't even think about escaping!"

The words fell.

The three of them were already chasing Peng Qing.

But I don't know what method the opponent used. He obviously only relied on two legs, but his speed was not even slower than that of the monk Yu Kong. No matter how hard the three of them chased, it was difficult to close the distance.

Subsequently.

The three monks looked at each other and lowered their flying altitude together.

Suddenly—

The speed of the three of them increased a lot again, and the distance between them and Peng Qing was instantly shortened.

The higher a sky-controlling monk flies, the greater the power of his spiritual thoughts he needs to consume, and the corresponding flying speed will also slow down.

But if you lower the height of the air control, you can reduce the consumption of spiritual energy and increase the speed at the same time.

"You can't escape!"

The eyes of the three of them were cold, looking at Peng Qing's back as if looking at a dead person.

Suddenly!

Peng Qing, who had been running away, suddenly came closer. Even when he turned around suddenly, the Weeping Blood Blade had already been slashed down.

Such a turn of events shocked the three of them.

In an instant!

The blood-qi Dao Gang exploded, and the thrilling killing made the three monks feel chills all over their bodies.

No one expected that Peng Qing would dare to turn around.

Caught off guard, his mind was eroded by the killings and fell into a brief stagnation, but he quickly recovered.

However-

For a powerful monk, even a moment of stagnation is enough to determine the outcome of life and death.

(End of chapter)