Volume 1: Qi Cultivation Chapter 49: Killing

Lu Cheng has rich combat experience, pinching the sword trick in his right hand, pinching the yellow rune paper in his left hand, and muttering to himself.

Tang Xuan saw the silver flying sword coming, a cool breeze blew on his brows, and he had little confidence in the gray and white light mask outside his body.

"Rub"

The girl ran, while running, and looked back, the silver flying sword.

Tang Xuan retreated, and a gray and red flying sword followed him and fled.

After running half a lap along the circular platform, Tang Xuan was out of breath, and when he glanced back, Lu Cheng followed and strode behind, laughing.

Tang Xuan's lips slid across the corners of his mouth, his eyes narrowed deeply, and his hands clenched into fists.

'Be calm, calm down. โ€™

'You can't be brute, and you can't be afraid of death. โ€™

Tang Xuan ran quickly, feeling the wind blowing through his robe, and every time he fought, his robe was torn into pieces. โ€™

Tang Xuan's divine sense threw the two storage bags into the storage bracelet, and tore the robe on his body, wrapping it around his crotch.

Tang Xuan's eyes burned and glanced at Lu Cheng, drank the small half bottle of spiritual liquid, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother wants to play to his strengths, I can control mortals, and I will definitely be able to trick this group of self-righteous immortal cultivators." โ€™

Tang Xuan left a small half bottle of fire spirit liquid and threw it at Lu Cheng in the back.

The Divine Sense harnessed the Flame Pattern Sword, brushing the edge and slashing towards his gray and white light mask.

"Bell"

There was a resonance of gold and iron, and the flame-streaked sword only left water ripples on the gray-white light mask.

Tang Xuan trotted two steps to stabilize his figure, and the tip of his tongue slid over his lips with a trace of fire spirit liquid.

The divine consciousness was placed on a grain of red rice in the small half bottle of fire spirit liquid that Lu Cheng had drunk.

That grain of rice, following Lu Cheng's meridians and pores, entered his dantian.

I saw that his dantian was fiery red, and there was a hundred-zhang round red true qi in the middle that was spinning and rolling.

Tang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was wondering in his heart, 'How can I fix him.' โ€™

'I can't be spotted by a bunch of old monsters, I'm playing tricks.' โ€™

'Or do you want to see how it goes?'

Lu Cheng saw that Tang Xuan no longer ran away, and threw down a small half bottle of fire spirit liquid, he was quite satisfied in his heart, thinking that this kid was still very interesting, then I would be merciful and spare him.

Lu Cheng stopped his body and put away the flying sword.

"Boy, figured it out. โ€

"Lord Rat won't embarrass you, as long as you offer three bottles of fire spirit liquid and kowtow to Ye Ye three times, I will spare you today. โ€

"Kowtow, brother, give you a chance, kneel on the ground and kowtow three times, and slap yourself twenty-one times. โ€

"I won't bother with you, or I'll be killed. โ€

Tang Xuan said the last three words, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a cruel arc and a hint of a sinister smile.

"I don't know what is dead or alive, it's the rat master, I'm too merciful, and I'm going to make a threat to you today. โ€

Lu Cheng thought to himself, if he didn't kill him, it would be difficult to get a large amount of resources from this kid, and yelled.

"Out"

"It's good to come. โ€

Tang Xuan didn't dodge either, he also wanted to try, this gray and white light mask that used half of his true qi was not worthy of the name.

Tang Xuan also controlled the red rice grain in Lu Cheng's body, and slowly swam to Lu Cheng's brain domain through his meridians.

As long as the silver flying sword could break through the gray and white light shield, Tang Xuan would launch a red rice explosion.

Both sides are wishful thinking.

The thousands of people in the periphery watched it with relish, and they also judged it from time to time.

In the splendid hall, three men and three women are all carefully watching Tang Xuan's decisive battle in the ring, the first battle.

"Senior brother, isn't it too fast?"

Wang Zang split the big gold tooth, and was a little dissatisfied with Xianyan's arrangement for Tang Xuan to appear too early.

Xiang Yan stared at the copper bell with wide eyes, took a sip of spirits under the can, and hummed for a long time without saying a word.

In the end, he was entangled by Wang Zang, so he roared out of his voice.

"I've arranged it like this, what's wrong? If you have a problem, if you have an opinion, then you can arrange it. โ€

Wang Zang spread out his hands, indicating that he was helpless, and glanced at the door master cautiously.

"Senior sister, look, this will definitely be..."

The door owner glanced at the corner of his eye, looked directly at Xiangyan, and did not speak.

Xiang Yan was a little overwhelmed by the door master, frowned, and looked embarrassed.

"This, it's really none of my business, yesterday I was looking for a jade girl, and Yu Shen was also there at that time. โ€

"As soon as I told Tang Xuan about this, Yu Shen decided like this. โ€

Xiang Yan stood up and spread his hands.

"I'm also helpless, senior sister, what do you think about this matter..."

The door master glanced back at Zhu Dongying.

"Senior Sister Zhu, go and control Qian Xiaoli and the six of them. โ€

Zhu Dongying stood up and bowed with her fists clenched.

"Senior sister means..."

"Arrange it as I said last time. โ€

"It's Senior Sister. โ€

The door owner looked back at the flames.

"Senior brother, you go to appease Tang Xuan. โ€

"It's Senior Sister. โ€

The four of them turned back to observe Tang Xuan's every move.

I saw that Tang Xuan's gray-white light mask was full of light, and no matter how Lu Cheng used brute force, he couldn't stab the flying sword into the light mask.

Tang Xuan, the hanging heart was finally put into his chest, and he was resentful and unwilling in his heart, and finally got the opportunity to release it.

The corners of his mouth are torn apart, hehe, laughing.

"Mouse, why don't you kneel down and slap yourself twenty-one times. โ€

"Hmph, boy, you're getting complacent too soon. โ€

Lu Cheng snorted coldly, took out an extra piece of yellow rune paper in his right hand, and opened his mouth to recite a mantra.

Tang Xuan's eyebrows jumped, "It's not good, in case this rat has any hole cards." I don't want to pretend to be too pushy and get fucked in the end. โ€™

"Oops, rats are slow. โ€

"It's too late to beg for mercy. โ€

Lu Cheng quickly said sarcastic words and continued to move his mouth.

"Mouse, do you want to see the spiritual liquid?"

Lu Cheng looked at a bottle of fire spirit liquid, throwing it around in Tang Xuan's palm, his small eyes emitting green light, where else to practice any spells.

Tang Xuan's mouth was flowering, and at the same time, his divine sense manipulated the red rice in Lu Cheng's body and pierced into his Yin Tang acupoint.

The Flame Pattern Sword and the Black Ash Flying Sword were in Lu Cheng, staring at each other from front to back.

"Ahh

"Shhhh

The opportunity must not be lost, the time will not come again, Tang Xuan's divine sense controlled the two flying swords, piercing Lu Cheng's chest and abdomen.

"Ahh

Lu Cheng didn't understand until he died, why his head was suddenly pricked by a needle, and he was dizzy.

Everyone outside the ring was stunned and shocked.

Including Mu Yu, and some old men, holding their long beards, couldn't figure it out.

Beads of sweat flowed from the corners of Tang Xuan's forehead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he muttered to himself.

"You are going to bully me, are you dead?"

Tang Xuanduo kept an eye on it, afraid that immortal cultivators would have any special means.

The divine sense controlled the flying sword and slashed across his neck, and Lu Cheng's head rolled a few times on the bluestone before he was relieved.

Walked to Lu Cheng's side in a few steps, stepped on his chest, shot like lightning, pulled a red storage bag on his belt, and threw it into the storage bracelet.

The perimeter of the ring was also shrouded in a pale cyan glow.

Six red-robed disciples stood outside the light mask, waving their big hands at the light mask, and their mouths roared angrily.

"Boy, you're looking for death. โ€

"Tang Xuan, what do you want to do. โ€

"Bang Bang ยท

"Boy, I'm going to kill you. โ€

The six of them watched Tang Xuan and cut Lu Cheng's neck with a sword.

The six of them roared, their fists infused with true qi and pounded the light mask.

The seven of them worshiped the Fire Sword Peak together, like brothers and sisters.

"Bang"

Tang Xuan kicked Lu Chengyuan's little head in front of the six people like playing football.

The six were heartbroken, but they couldn't do anything about the mask.

Tang Xuan walked to the opposite side of the six people in more than a dozen steps, shook his head, and grinned and sneered.

"Brother doesn't move inside, you guys come and beat me. โ€

"Haha..."

Maybe Mu Yu couldn't get used to Tang Xuan's appearance, so he poured a sip of green wine, snapped his fingers, and the pale cyan light mask suddenly disappeared into invisibility.

The six people didn't stand firmly, they all lay on the bluestone platform, and a dog gnawed on.

Twelve big eyes stared at Lu Cheng's little head, and his eyes were still dead, staring at the six people.

Zhang Lu picked up Lu Cheng's little head with his hand, his face showed sadness, and he didn't care that blood flowed from Lu Cheng's skull, staining his red robe.

Zhang Lu squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"Look, rat, see how your brother avenges you. โ€

"Whew..."

The five red-robed men beside Zhang Lu drew their flying swords at the same time.

Zhang Lu tore off the string of wooden beads around his neck, a total of twelve thumb-sized yellow wooden beads, and the beads were engraved with Chinese.

Tang Xuan looked at it intently and recognized these words in a second.

"Kill, kill, kill this demon, kill this ghost. โ€

Tang Xuan looked at these twelve words, both familiar and unfamiliar, and he was still beating the drum in his heart, he was afraid, twelve words.

Tang Xuan didn't look back, and shouted.

"Thirty-six plans, go for the upper plan. โ€

Dragged the two flying swords with his left and right hands, and flew into the air, "Brother, I can't beat you, I can always hide from you." โ€™

"Bang"

"Ahh

Just as Tang Xuan rushed out of the sky, he suddenly fell from the sky, and a cyan light shield blocked him and pressed him against the bluestone platform.

The ring emitted a cyan glow again, and a pale cyan shroud was shining with runes.

Tang Xuan was hit violently, dizzy and fell to the ground.

Eleven sword wounds were about to stutter, and the heart veins were damaged by this blow, and blood flowed from the wounds.

"Phew"

Tang Xuan spat heavily, his right hand wiped the scar on his thigh, and a strip of red blood was thrown on the bluestone.

Tang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced around, and he couldn't find a target even if he was angry, so he could only scold.

"Rub, which bastard is in the Yin brother. โ€

"Get out of here, brother, I promise I won't kill you. โ€

"Hehe, Tang Xuan Xiaoyou, how do you kill the old man. โ€

Before Tang Xuan's words were finished, a person slowly floated in the air, who was that? With a red gourd hanging on his waist, he was wearing a pale cyan robe, and his face was slightly red.

Tang Xuan still wanted to scold a few more words, but when he saw this middle-aged man who was called Yu God by others, he didn't dare to say anything more.

As the saying goes, endure the calm for a while, knowing that he is not his enemy.

If you accidentally anger the other party, you don't know how to die.

Tang Xuanneng bent and stretched, clenched his hands into fists, and bowed to Mu Yu in the air.

The anger in his chest is rising, how dare he say a word more, and what he says will only be scolding.

Mu Yu sat on the green leaves, took a sip of wine, and smiled slightly.

"It's good to know your mistakes, and the old man won't embarrass you. โ€

"As long as you defeat the six of them, how about releasing you and rewarding you with seven bottles of spiritual liquid?"

Tang Xuan scolded in his heart, 'What's the matter, you big-headed ghost, brother looks down on your seven bottles of spiritual liquid.' โ€™

There will definitely be no way out, only a war.

Tang Xuan swallowed a trace of saliva heavily, looked at the six people, and a string of rotating wooden beads in the air.

Five people hovered in the air with a three-foot flying sword, forming a formation, and the five swords overlapped together to form a circle, emitting red light, like a round of red sun, constantly flying up and down.

As soon as the five of them gave an order, they went to harvest Tang Xuan's head.

In Guan Zhanglu began to jump the big rope again, the left foot of the golden rooster was independent, and the right foot stomped on the bluestone slab.

Put your hands together and pinch them for a thousand years, inserting them up and down, and chanting words in your mouth, like singing Peking Opera.

"Kill, kill, kill this demon, kill this ghost. โ€

All Tang Xuan could do was to make a second temptation to see if these six people would pick up the bottle.

He drained six bottles of fire elixir in one gulp, each with a few drops left at the bottom of the bottle, as well as a grain of red rice.

Zhang Lu and the six people hated Tang Xuan to the core, so they would pick up a little cheap, and they didn't even look at the spiritual liquid bottle at their feet, focusing on reciting mantras and singing Peking Opera mantras.

The matter has come to this point, Tang Xuan is powerless, he can only fight to the end, either you die or I die' Fortunately, my brother has a light mask. โ€™

The divine consciousness controlled the true qi of the five elements of the Qi Sea Cave and poured into the gray and white light mask.

The gray light of the light mask was magnificent, like a full moon, glowing with a faint white light.

"Kill"

Tang Xuan shouted, as the saying goes, the first strike is stronger, and the second attack suffers.

Looking up at the twelve Chinese characters, his heart beat faster.

With an invincible momentum, the black ash flying sword rampage, killing Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu didn't raise the corner of his eye, his right foot stomped the stone slab, and he killed the top of the sky for thousands of years, but the sky was not broken by him.

The twelve words in the bead were pushed out by him, and the twelve red words were entangled, turning into a little red dragon, showing its teeth and claws in the air.

was pushed by Zhang Lu all at once, and the little red dragon was expanding, getting bigger, and making a dragon groan.

"Bell..."

Before Tang Xuan's black and gray flying sword approached Zhang Lu's ten zhang, it was blocked by a disc composed of five silver flying swords, and fierce sparks collided in the air.

Tang Xuan knew that only the amount of true qi could help him get through the difficulties, and he held the spirit liquid bottle in his left and right hands, just like a dry beer, one bottle, two bottles, and three bottles.

"Do you have more flying swords, brother, give me the flame sword. โ€

Tang Xuan's divine sense controlled the four flying swords, and two silver flying swords appeared on both sides of the flame-patterned sword.

The black and gray flying sword was entangled with the disc, and the red flying sword with two silver flying swords went around behind Zhang Lu and wanted to cut off his head with one sword.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.