Chapter 045: Otherworldly Clash (2)
"Don't dare, don't dare, Qing is one realm lower than the drunken brother, and it's not enough to worry about it." Qing Ziming's answer was like a stream.
"Innate realm?" Drunk in this temple, there was a strong suspicion in his eyes.
Qing Ziming saw the doubts of the drunken temple, and pretended to be sad and said: "That's right, since the sect was destroyed and the master died, the surviving Qing has carried the banner of the backing sect alone, so the realm is a little low...... However, as the sect master of the Backing Mountain Sect, there are also a few qi-gathering moves on his body, and we all practice this technique so as not to cause unnecessary disputes. ”
"I see, I misunderstood Brother Qing." Drunk this temple said and hugged his fists again.
Qing Ziming smiled slightly, "No, no, it's normal for a drunk brother to think about this, and if Qing encounters this matter, he will naturally have some doubts." ”
Drunk, this temple bowed slightly to Qingziming.
Qing Ziming could see that this drunken temple was definitely not a traitor, he was humble and polite, and he was a model disciple of the sect.
Because when he learned that Qing Ziming was one level lower than him, he didn't reveal any disdain, but still called himself "below", and he was indeed a very polite young man.
"By the way, what do you call them?" Drunken Temple turned his gaze to the rest of the players and asked.
Qing Ziming also looked at them with interest.
"In the lower dragon in the sky, please take care of the drunken brother." Everyone didn't know if this was Long Xiao's real name or if he made it up.
But if it's a real name...... His parents were God's men!
"Little woman Kasumi Mist, please take care of me." Xia Ziwu also smiled slightly, and bowed.
"Down, uh...... Xu Fanping, please take care of me. Xu Fanping originally wanted to learn Xia Ziwu's game nickname, but then he thought about it, how can anyone call him an ordinary person......
"In the evening of the next life, please take care of the drunken brother!" Xiao Wan laughed.
As soon as everyone finished the introduction, the drunken temple suddenly turned his head and looked ahead.
"What's wrong, drunken brother?" Qing Ziming frowned, probably something was about to happen......
"There's someone in the way." Drunk with this temple's sharp eyes suddenly narrowed.
"How many people are on the other side?" Qing Ziming asked quickly.
"There are dozens of people, I'm afraid it's not good." Drunk this temple, his eyes closed tightly, feeling the fluctuations of the mysterious power in front of him.
"Since that group of people dare to stop here, that is to say, they are confident that their strength must be stronger than that of the drunken brother, I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with......" Qingzi Ming's words changed, "But we will never back down, and we will definitely advance and retreat with the drunken brother!" ”
"Hahaha! What a one! Are you willing to fight with you? Drunk this temple smiled freely.
"Why can't this, Qing must go all out!" Qing Ziming blurted out back.
The other four players looked at Qing Ziming, did this guy really plan to make a rash move without knowing the strength of the other party?
After a while, everyone finally saw the figure blocking the road, and then slowly stopped and fell to the ground. It's a clearing, full of greenery and the wind blows. It's as if they've left the desert area.
Qing Ziming counted carefully, there were twelve people in total, and the leader was a middle-aged man in a black robe.
The middle-aged man was slightly surprised when he saw the five extra people behind the drunken temple, but he still stared at the drunken temple and said, "Jie Ji...... Drunk on this temple, next year today will be your sacrifice day! ”
Drunk this temple smiled contemptuously, "Just wait for the night?" Not worthy yet! ”
After speaking, he summoned a purple blade of about sixty centimeters and rushed forward, and the purple blade was wrapped around the body with a trace of thunder.
Qing Ziming couldn't help but secretly admire this blade when he looked at it, and it could be seen that this was definitely not an ordinary weapon.
Drunk this temple move is not to ask the other party's origin and purpose at all, without the slightest concern, the killing is over!
Qing Ziming also took out a hollow steel pipe, looking like he was about to go up to the dry rack.
Qing Ziming turned his head and said softly: "Don't take the gun out, the late gun can be used as our hole card to win by surprise." ”
Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly, and they all took out some cold weapons.
Xiao Wan took out a spear, Xia Ziwu held a dagger, Long Xiao pulled his sword out of its scabbard, and Xu Fanping held a ...... Black bricks?
"I beep——, why are you still so shabby, take a brick? I have hollow steel pipes! Qing Ziming complained.
"I'm also a good weapon...... Xu Fanping said helplessly.
Drunk this temple has already fought with the other party at this time, and the battle is extremely fierce, but it is a pity that the two fists are difficult to defeat everyone's hands, and they look slightly suppressed.
"Okay then...... You four, give it to me! Qing Ziming shouted loudly.
The four of them almost didn't fall over.
Xiaowan complained: "Why don't you go up?" ”
"I'm the Sect Master." Qingzi Ming smiled leisurely.
The four of them didn't say much, picked up the guy and went to the battlefield.
Xiao Wan's use of spears is obviously three-legged cat kung fu, basically can't hit people, Xu Fanping's bricks, alas...... I won't mention it.
The most surprising thing for Qing Ziming was Xia Ziwu and Long Xiao, and the two still had a slight upper hand in fighting with the cultivators of this world.
Xia Ziwu held the dagger in his hand and slashed a few steps back a few steps, handy, skillful and skillful.
Not to mention Long Xiao, with one hand of swordsmanship, he beat the opposite side to the ground, and some movements even Qing Ziming couldn't see clearly.
Shout!
With the sound of breaking wind, a sword aura burst out from the long sword held by Long Xiao and swung towards the enemy, and in just a moment, that person died instantly.
Xia Ziwu was not to be outdone, and as soon as his body moved, he teleported behind the other person, and at this time, the dagger was already in front of his throat, with a slight force.
Yikes!
A man's head rolled to the ground, blood on his neck was like a pillar, and he fell straight down, looking at the head on the ground, he still had a frightened expression.
In a breath, it takes people's lives.
The drunken temple side is even more powerful to turn the tide and crush the enemy leader.
Crackling!
A rushing electric current erupted from his sword, followed by thousands of thunderbolts blasting straight towards the leading man.
Crackling!
Another very pure thunder power came out with the aura of destruction, enveloping the middle-aged man, who suddenly let out a terrible scream, with a deep fear in his eyes.
No matter how the middle-aged man struggled, the purple thunder wrapped tightly around him like a maggot attached to the bone.
Rumble!
After a loud bang, the middle-aged man fell to the ground with no breath. The purple thunder also dissipated.
Seeing that his boss was dead, the enemy hurriedly turned around and tried to flee.
Just as everyone was about to catch up, Xia Ziwu took out a grenade and suddenly pulled the string and threw it at the enemy who had escaped.
Rumble!
A heavy explosion sounded, and the grass was directly blasted out of a large pit, the grass and soil flew sideways, and the remaining nine people fell to the ground with serious injuries, spitting blood from their mouths, unable to move.
Qing Ziming walked towards the enemy indifferently, and the other four players followed one by one......
"Beep-beep——, stop! Can't stop it yet! Xu Fanping read the words, picked up the brick and hit the head of a person vigorously, until the head broke and the blood flowed and he lost his breath.
Xiao Wan also pierced their bodies with a spear, Xia Ziwu took out a dagger and shaved their heads one after another, and the screams resounded in the sky.
"Slow down, stay one." Qing Ziming said, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.
Looking at the desperate eyes and frightened faces of the remaining people, Qing Ziming suddenly laughed: "Where do you come from?" ”
"I ...... I ......," the man said.
Boom!
Qing Ziming picked up the hollow steel pipe and it was a headshot, and the man screamed.
"Hurry up and say, what are you!" Qing Ziming said impatiently.
"I'm a disciple of the Blood Gate, you can't kill me!" The man said.
"You...... Do you know. Qing Ziming took out the Death Blade and said slowly: "I hate it when others are dying and talking nonsense. ”
Ahh
Qing Ziming stabbed his body with the Grim Reaper's short blade. The screams continued, and the man's face was twisted into a ball, and he was in pain.
Pumping, poking, pumping, poking.
"What is the purpose of waiting?" Qing Ziming smiled grimly.
The man's completely immobile body was so frightened by Qing Ziming that he moved back slightly, and said weakly: "The sect master ordered me to wait...... Ahem, stop the drunk...... This...... Temple. ”
After speaking, he tilted his head and swallowed his breath.
"Drunken brother, this sect seems to have an enmity with you?" Qing Ziming turned around and asked.
The mood of this temple at this time is very complicated, and the few people in this backing mountain sect are not good at stubble, and their strength is unfathomable, and they definitely do not go all out. Especially this sect master called Qingzhi, if he can have such a strong disciple, then his cultivation realm is definitely not only innate, I am afraid that he has already formed the Dan realm, coupled with his extremely ruthless methods, if he has the opportunity, he must not become hostile to this kind of person.
Drunk this temple smiled leisurely, "It's a bad fate......
"Okay." Qing Ziming smiled faintly.
Immediately, everyone got on the cloud-winged bird and continued to move forward.
"By the way, Brother Qing, what did Miss Xia use just now? Why is it so powerful? At that time, he just saw Xia Ziwu throw a round spherical item over, and directly seriously injured those people, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.
"Ha~ The thing she used just now is an improvement of our continent's talisman seal." Qing Ziming said casually.
"Fu Seal?" Drunk this temple thought for a while, "What Brother Qing said is a spirit rune?" ”
"Ah...... It's not much different from the spirit rune. Qing Ziming replied ambiguously again.
"It's lonely and unheard." Drunk this temple clenched his fists and said.
"Your strength is strong, and it is really very deep...... "Drunken this temple said: "Those few Blood Sect disciples just now are all between the ninth level of the innate realm and the fifth level of the palace realm, looking at your strength, it seems that there is still a hand......
"Low-key." Qing Ziming said two words, concealing everyone's strength.
At this time, Qing Ziming also speculated in his heart, digesting what this temple said.
According to the drunken temple, it is preliminarily speculated that each realm is estimated to be divided into nine levels. And Qing Ziming made an estimate that in the palace realm, players can still easily resist, but at a higher level, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult.
"Dare to ask the drunken brother how heavy is the palace realm?" Qingzi asked leisurely.
"In the lower realm, it can reach the ninth level of the palace realm." Drunk this temple should be the way.
"And what about the man just now?" Qing Ziming was obviously referring to the other party's leader.
"He estimates that he only has the strength of the Jiedan Realm." Drunk this temple thought for a while and said.
"Yes......" Qing Ziming suddenly thought for a moment.
The Jiedan Realm should be above the Gongfu Realm, and the gap between each realm must be incomparably large, but this drunken temple can easily kill the powerhouse of the Jiedan Realm...... I'm afraid that he hasn't used his full strength yet, this is a genius who can kill people beyond the ranks?