The moment the teacup was put down, outside the camp owner's mansion, on the long street, blood filled the air and corpses were everywhere!
Xu Qing's figure is like a tiger. Wherever he goes, he will surely splatter blood when he touches it, and the blood on the ground will spread, which is shocking. He walks all the way, kills all the way!
In front of him, guards from the main mansion of the camp came hurriedly from all around, and there were dozens of strangers in black, who were monks from the motorcade.
Both sides have the same goal, both are Xu Qing.
As he kept getting closer, the wind was blowing, and the hair in front of Xu Qing was blown up. He simply carried the somewhat unaccustomed long sword behind his back and held the dagger in his hand. The whole person seemed to melt into the wind and went straight to the front of him. A condensed six-story convoy monk.
In an instant, the head flew up!
As the blood splattered, more men in black and guards rushed up.
Xu Qing looked at the team cultivators for a moment. He recalled that Team Lei did go out to buy ingredients on the day the team arrived, but they came back soon.
Obviously saw the enemy that day, and all had to leave early.
Xu Qing was silent, the killing intent was stronger, and the speed broke out in full force. Instead of dodging, he rushed head-on.
In the distance, on the eaves, stood two people.
The two were old and middle-aged. The old man was wearing a blue Taoist robe, while the middle-aged man was dressed in strong suits. The former stood with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the scene on the street.
The latter sat there, biting a tendon-shaped rope in his mouth, looking closely, it was the bowstring of a cross.
The bowstring of the cross is unusual, and it is difficult for ordinary iron tools to cut off the slightest bit, but in this person's mouth, it was bitten one by one.
"It's kind of interesting. Like me, he's training the body, but he only has six or seven layers. It should be more fun than the person with the cross scar on his face."
"Are you coming or me?" the old man asked calmly.
"This is the scope of your King Kong sect, and the camp owner is the elder of your King Kong sect. Of course, you, the newly promoted elder of the King Kong sect, will come." The middle-aged spit out spittle with tendons and smiled.
As the two were talking, a roar came from the long street, and even more shrill screams echoed, and the seven or eight guards and men in black surrounded by Xu Qing all retreated.
One by one, their bodies staggered, and blood spurted out. Everyone had fatal wounds on their bodies, and they fell to the ground one after another, revealing Xu Qing who walked out from their bodies!
He was wearing a suede fur that had been stained with blood, a pair of straw sandals soaked into black, long hair that swayed in the wind, and... cold eyes like a lone wolf.
His right hand was hanging down, and the blood on the dagger he was holding was running down the blade, drop by drop on the soil.
The seven or eight corpses beside him were all miserable. It wasn't Xu Qing's brutal murder, but all the wounds that were important to him were miserable.
And Xu Qing's shot was mainly to kill, and there was no extra action, so those who saw this scene were shocked again.
Without looking at the corpses, Xu Qing had no expression on his face, only the blood in his eyes filled with blood, and he stepped on the soil and walked quickly.
The target was the Camp Lord's Mansion, which was more than three hundred meters away from him.
As he approached, there were only a dozen men in black in the convoy and several guards of the camp owner who were left in front of the camp owner's mansion.
And Xu Qing also galloped a few steps, raised his head, and looked at the two figures on the roof in the distance.
The aura of these two people is the strongest feeling he has felt all the way, and they are also the two strongest enemies he is facing now.
Xu Qing is very clear that in today's situation, once he chooses to make a move, he must... kill him to the end, and their location is the only way to go to the camp owner's mansion.
So after taking a few steps, he raised his left hand and ticked slightly towards the two on the eaves.
"Arrogant!" The blue-robed old man narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed coldly, his body swayed, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he came directly towards Xu Qing from the eaves!
In this scene, the guards and men in black, as well as the scavengers behind them, were shocked. In their understanding, only those with strong foundations could step into the air.
And foundation building, for them, is basically the same as the immortals in the sky.
Many people have never met once in their lives. It can even be said that a strong foundation-building person can basically become the ancestor of a small sect or a small family like the King Kong sect.
This blue-robed old man obviously couldn't be a foundation building, he just stepped into the Qi Condensation 80%.
His treading the sky is just a trick, and it is related to the wind technique he cultivates. It has no practical value and cannot last for too long. It is just a gimmick.
But for others, the shock brought by this scene can still shock the mind.
But Xu Qing didn't care. Almost at the moment when the other party stepped in the air, he swayed the poison powder secretly, and his body rushed out in an instant.
The speed was so fast that an afterimage was left on the ground. In an instant, when the blue-robed old man's complexion changed greatly, Xu Qing had already appeared in front of him.
With a direct punch, Kui Ying appeared on his fist, making a silent roar, making the old man in mid-air feel a little in no hurry to dodge, so he could only rush to form a defense.
Its protection shattered inch by inch with a bang, and even the body of the old man was also thrown backwards by Xu Qing's punch, and the black iron stick turned into a shining edge, and went straight to the old man and chased after him whistling.
bang.
The black iron pick is blocked by a shield.
As the shield was torn apart, the power of the iron sign also dissipated, exposing the shield and spewing blood, the extremely embarrassed blue-robed old man.
The old man looked ugly and 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, his anger permeated, and when he raised his hands, a gust of wind instantly appeared around him and swept in all directions.
He sucked even harder, and the wind suddenly poured into his mouth, causing his face to flush red, his eyes also showing cruelty and murder, and he was about to spit it out.
But in the next moment, his complexion changed drastically, his eyes were bulging, his skin was pitch-black visible to the naked eye, there were signs of poisoning, and his body trembled violently.
"you… "
Before he could finish his words, Xu Qing, who did not pause for a moment, was approaching in an instant.
At its speed, the dagger in his hand turned red like burning, and like a branding iron, it slashed fiercely on the old man's neck.
Blood spurted out and screamed terribly, and Xu Qing's head was smashed by Xu Qing's left hand, and he was directly separated from his body as he moved forward.
It's all too fast!
The next moment, Xu Qing threw the blue-purple poisonous head in his hand to the middle-aged man who stood up on the eaves at the moment, his face was extremely ugly, and he even had a strong fear in his eyes.
Then he raised his left hand and, like just before, tickled him.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
The scavengers, the guards, and the people in the motorcade all set off a huge wave in their minds, and they were all stunned, and indescribable tremors appeared all over their bodies.
"Too...too strong..."
"Is it poison... What a strong poison!" Among the scavengers, someone murmured in a trembling voice.
The middle-aged man on the eaves was short of breath.
"Is the King Kong sect all waste, and they even show off when they do it!!"
He knew very well that the blue-robed old man couldn't be this weak. The other party's wind technique was amazing, but the mistake was that Takong's show-off lost the opportunity, and he underestimated the enemy and didn't notice the existence of the poison, so he actually took the initiative to inhale it. A belly.
In the final analysis, it is the comfort of the sect cultivators that makes them far less ruthless and agile than the scavengers who struggle to survive.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man immediately took out seven or eight medicinal pills for detoxification and avoidance, and swallowed them in one go.
Then he gritted his teeth fiercely, and the sound of Kaka suddenly came from the whole body.
Its already burly body has become stronger at this moment, and with big strides, it jumps directly from the eaves, like a goshawk, and rushes towards Xu Qing.
Xu Qing lowered his head, the black hair in front of him covered his eyes, and his body galloped, getting closer and closer to the enemy.
Until the next moment, their figures exploded in speed at the same time and collided directly.
With a bang, the middle-aged man's whole body was shaken, and his expression showed a stronger shock. The hair in front of Xu Qing was lifted by the impacting wind, revealing the sharp eyes in the blood.
He felt the amazing power from the other party, but it was still not as good as himself, and his recovery was stronger. At this moment, murderous intent erupted in his eyes, and the power in his body burst out, and he punched again!
The battle between body refiners is simple and brutal.
They kept touching on this long street.
At the same time as the roar spread all over the place, the impact also caused the houses to collapse.
Gradually, the middle-aged cultivator was short of breath, his face was pale, his body was trembling, his whole body was bulging, bloodshot eyes filled his eyes, unable to hide the fear and despair in his heart.
His strength and speed are 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, flesh and blood.
The arm was also unbearable. It was torn apart by Xu Qing's strong force, and the blood and broken bones were scattered. In the shrill scream, Xu Qing's body jumped, and his knee slammed into the middle-aged's forehead.
With a bang, the sound of flesh and blood squeezing replaced the scream, and the latter's voice stopped abruptly and died of breathlessness.
Xu Qing didn't look at it, but his eyes were still full of murderous intent. He stepped on the middle-aged corpse, jumped up, and went straight to... the camp owner's mansion!
The guards outside the camp owner's mansion and the people in the convoy were already shocked and scared at this moment.
Seeing Xu Qing, who was rushing towards him with blood and ferocity like a demon, his desire to survive was greater than everything else, and he didn't know who was the first to escape, and they all dispersed in the blink of an eye.
So the scavengers who gathered in the entire camp were shocked to the extreme. Xu Qing's figure set off the whistling of the wind and went straight to the gate of the camp owner's mansion.
And just as he approached, the door collapsed, and as it was torn apart from the inside to the outside, a fist stretched out, and the approaching Xu Qing met directly.
With a loud bang, Xu Qing's body retreated for the first time.
Taking three steps back, he raised his head, his falcon-like eyes, staring coldly at the camp owner wearing a golden robe and an extremely ugly face who walked out of the broken gate at this moment.
And behind him, a gloomy old man in brocade clothes with a mean look!
In the hands of the old man, he was holding a familiar figure of Xu Qing!
At the moment when he saw the figure, Xu Qing's body shuddered, and indescribable emotions violently churned in his heart.
That is, the Thunder.
dying.