Seeing the Palm Fire King coming, Wang Qing was fearless.

True qi, although the divine sense is almost exhausted, but the power of Lao Tzu's qi and blood is useless.

Gray hair in an instant, and the crystal light on the face can be released.

This is also Wang Qing wearing a wide robe, or he will show you all over.

Transporting "Iron Bone Clothes", Wang Qing's face turned red for no reason.

Women, that is, have no resistance to shiny things, even ancient women. Since Windsor discovered the abnormality of Wang Qinglian's body, he has been infected with some unbearable hobbies.

Fortunately, the Dao Heart took effect urgently, cutting off that trace of beauty.

The power of crystal qi and blood filled the shattered star, dyeing the broken star like crystal, which was beautiful.

On the one hand, Wang Qing's body refining method has always lagged behind the cultivation of true qi and divine sense, and on the other hand, the power of qi and blood is too thick, and the sword qi is difficult and far, not as flexible as true qi.

Therefore, Wang Qing has always been based on true qi, divine sense, and qi and blood complement each other.

This is the first time, and it feels extremely fresh to fight completely on qi and blood.

The True Qi of the Palm Fire King did not reply, and with a roar of rage, his face was hideous, and his skin turned an ugly blue-black.

Wang Qing was stunned for a moment, and the discoloration of his skin was basically a characteristic of refining. But don't all Buddhism like gold shining, how can there be such an ugly refining body.

It's really ugly. Originally, he was a big monk with a good skin, but his face was hideous, his teeth grew wildly, and his eyes were bloodshot. The green-faced fangs are like ghosts.

What Wang Qing didn't know was that those glittering golden ones were specially modified for the convenience of missionary purposes after coming to the Central Plains. Otherwise, this kind of ghost with a blue face and fangs would have been designated as a cult and beaten to death.

The Palm Fire King worships under the Asura Secret Vajra Seat, and the cultivation is naturally the Shura battle body.

He is also a first-class person who broke through through this. But if it weren't for the accident, he really didn't want to use this martial art.

There is a price to pay for taking shortcuts. Heaven is the most fair, and no one is exempt.

With the help of the power of the asura, you have to bear the evil of the asura. This is an evil skill that can affect the character, and if there is not enough Dharma cultivation to suppress it. Once consumed by evil, it will become a Shura evil ghost who is not human and ghost.

But now, the Fire King only wants to kill Wang Qing, and he will also consider the consequences.

For the first time, Wang Qing completely used the power of qi and blood to fight, but he did not feel the slightest discomfort.

The power of qi and blood is not as flexible as true qi, and there are so many attributes, just one, and it is very strong.

Those who major in qi and blood are those who use heavy soldiers. It's not that they're rough and don't know how handsome the swords are, but that they have too much strength and light weapons, so it's really not easy to handle.

Although the broken star is not heavy, Wang Qing has a heavy attribute, and it is not enough to have a Gen hexagram that can be pressed on the sword.

The shattered star struck the palm of the flesh, and it made a sound of gold and iron. With the sharpness of the shattered star, the palm of the Palm Fire King was only scratched with a faint wound.

As if stabbed by an injured man, the Palm Fire King let out an inhuman roar and fought furiously.

Chaos is chaos, but there are rules and regulations. There is no longer any division between palm techniques and fist techniques, and the Palm Fire King has turned into a war machine, and his whole body has become a deadly weapon.

Wang Qing frowned darkly, and waved the Star Shattering Sword to guard the portal. He heard Xue Lei mention this kind of play, and it is also available in the Central Plains, and it is mostly circulated in the army. In the Central Plains, it has a strange name, "Heavenly Abandonment of the Tactics of Warfare".

Cultivation is extremely simple, but almost no one has tried it. To put it simply, a genius with extremely high martial arts talent does not learn any external skills and leaves him on the battlefield full of flesh and blood. After a hundred battles, he killed more than 10,000 enemies, and he basically practiced.

The so-called heaven abandons him, that is, God dislikes him and is unwilling to accept him.

It's not a troubled world where people don't have a good life, and there's really no chance that anyone will practice this thing. The battlefield is changing rapidly, no matter how good your skills are, you are in danger of falling into the battlefield, not to mention a person who has never practiced martial arts and relies purely on instinct. This is pure murderous technique.

Fortunately, Wang Qing's swordsmanship is also tempered thousands of times, and there is no flaw in the slightest.

Wang Qing used the heavy sword and the characteristics of repulsion to stop the approach of the Fire King again and again.

Gradually, the physical strength of the two of them was a little exhausted.

The power of qi and blood can greatly improve physical strength, but both of them are fighting each other with the power of qi and blood, and the consumption is extremely fast, and there is no spare energy to replenish physical strength.

Wang Qing is not afraid, the longer it drags on, the better. Anyway, he is also first-class now, with Na Yuandan's true qi foundation, my Taoist internal strength is still afraid of consumption? Moreover, Wang Qing is well aware of his own advantages, the gap between the times, and his swordsmanship is obviously stronger than the other party. So I am not afraid of a bad battle when my true qi is insufficient.

The Palm Fire King was striking like a storm, and suddenly, he retreated, chanted a Buddha horn in a low voice, and his expression returned to an indifferent image of a monk.

Because he was the main attack and took the initiative, Wang Qing wanted to intercept, but he was a step too late.

"Okay, Dongtu Resort, sure enough, the people are outstanding. Donor, Tianzhong strange material, the old monk admires, admires. ”

Wang Qing's hairs exploded all over his body, and the more polite the monk was, the more he felt like he was on pins and needles.

"The old monk still has a trick, boring skills, and ask the donor to correct it. "Melting Fire Sutra", the Buddha returns to the west. Please also ask the donor to accompany the old monk Xitian and his party. ”

Wang Qing's liver and gall are broken, it's all on this, isn't it good for An An to live and die? Whatever you do, you will end up with it. Sure enough, religious madmen, none of them are normal.

The Palm Fire King rekindled a monstrous flame. In Wang Qing's consciousness, it was no longer a person, it was a nuclear bomb that was about to explode.

Run!

The smoke and rain were used to the extreme, and the body turned into a wisp of green smoke, and quickly moved away.

"Hehe, donor, and follow the old monk to the Western Pure Land of Bliss."

The first word was still far away, but the sound was getting closer.

The Palm Fire King suddenly burst out with speed far beyond the limit.

Nima, missiles, Wang Qing wants to cry without tears.

If you kill him, you have to kill him, either he dies or dies together. Lao Tzu is just first-class, and Lao Tzu doesn't want to die.

The sky kills the machine, and the stars move; The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake rise to land; People kill people, and heaven and earth repeat.

Wang Qing finally wanted to die alone again. With a murderous intent, the little sword in the sea of knowledge let out a sword roar that seemed to be happy.

A white light flew out from the Yin Hall.

The Palm Fire King, who was galloping, was suddenly stunned and stood on the spot.

When Wang Qing saw that he didn't move, he didn't pay attention to it, and just lowered his head and ran. I'm afraid that I won't be able to run out of the circle.

The flames on the Fire King's body suddenly swept through his body as if out of control, and in an instant, he turned into flying ashes.

Wang Qing looked back in a daze, what are you doing? Such a big posture is **.

Turning back, he didn't worry about what tricks the monk played, a martial arts game, all burned to ashes, what else.

The game, why did you work so hard to fight the boss, and it wasn't just for that pitiful drop.

A trace of dark clouds filled Wang Qing's heart, the particularity of this copy, don't drop the bag, the old don't die, don't burn everything on your body.

It's a pity, I'm afraid of what's coming. The one that burned was called a thorough, and only a puff of gray powder remained on the ground.

Wang Qing came to the powder and saluted solemnly.

Old monk, thank you very much, help me on the road of cultivation. I'm sorry, this time it was unfair. Don't worry, next month, I will definitely come to fight you fairly. If there is anything valuable, you must bring it with you.

A fresh breeze blew, and the ashes flew into the forest.

Well? A peanut-sized, multicolored crystal appeared on the ground.

Relics? Wang Qing couldn't help but be ecstatic, good man, this old monk is a very good man. Don't forget to leave the good even if you die.

Although I don't know what this thing is for, but the Putuo Upper Court collects it, and the price is clearly marked at 5,000 tributes.

Mengong is justice, Wang Qingmei put away the relics, summoned the horses, recognized the direction, and drove towards Tiance Mansion.