Chapter Seventy-Six: The Holy Que

"Boom!"

The fierce aura struck violently, rushing Leng Wujian directly to the edge of the martial platform!

The dust and smoke were high, and when the dust and smoke cleared, Lu Changqing's long figure had already appeared in front of Leng Wuji.

"It seems that you are not as strong as the legend, I am really disappointed," Lu Changqing's five fingers bent, and the emerald green aura immediately gushed out, Lu Changqing's expression was indifferent with a hint of contempt, "Forget it, I don't want to play with you anymore, let's end it." ”

"Green Bamboo Break!"

Lu Changqing shouted, and countless spiritual energy emerald bamboos immediately interspersed under the ground, enveloping Leng Wuzhi in an instant! The sharp emerald bamboos pierced Leng Wudao's arms and legs!

"Ahh

Leng Wujian let out a scream of pain! The situation was reversed in an instant, and that little balance was broken. Seeing this, all the disciples in the audience gasped.

"Lu Changqing is so ruthless, it hurts to look at it......"

"If I had me, I would have died 10,000 times...... Leng Wujian can hold out until now, it is already very strong, after all, the opponent is the first in the king level......"

Although he was known for his defense, Lu Changqing's attack was also extremely ruthless!

Thinking about it, if he could only defend, Lu Changqing would never be able to sit in the position of the first king level. He launched a ruthless attack, and it is estimated that no one can parry.

Leng Wudao's whole body was covered with green bamboo, and it looked like he was nailed there, and in the other two battlefields, Lu Yuanshan and Yin Chen also used all their strength, and Gu Changlong and Xiao Fan were immediately defeated.

Lu Changqing glanced at the spirit-level third disciple who had fallen to the ground, sighed disdainfully, and then looked up at everyone.

All eyes are full of admiration, after all, he is the first at the king level, this winning gesture is really beautiful!

"Whew...... It's finally over, and it deserves to be the first in the royal level. Yin Mengyan was not far from Ji Xiu, and sat with Nangong Remnant, looking at the situation on the martial arts platform, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Ling'er turned her head and smiled at Ji Xiuyan: "It seems that your worries are all unnecessary, the battle is over, we have won." ”

Who knew that Ji Xiu shook his head, "No, not yet." ”

"Huh?" Ji Ling'er couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then suddenly heard a roar erupting on the martial platform!

Originally, Lu Changqing was ready to welcome the baptism of victory and carnival, but a burst of extremely cold aura suddenly erupted behind him, causing Lu Changqing's brows to sink immediately.

"Hundred-legged insect, don't you die but not stiff......" Lu Changqing slowly turned around and saw Leng Wujian behind him, standing there, holding a long knife with blue light shining in his hand, and the whistling cold air was wrapped around his body, as if he had come out of the extremely cold ice field.

"You underestimate me too much, although I admit that you are very strong, but, this battle, I must win!" Leng Wuzhi's pupils flickered, and in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a dusty power, erupting like a spring!

"Shengque, open!"

As soon as the words fell, bursts of sonic booms immediately sounded around Leng Wudao's body! Countless extremely powerful and exaggerated auras rose up at this moment!

The situation was broken again! Everyone looked at Leng Wujian with amazement, how did he stand up? and...... Where does that power come from?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this power does not belong to Leng Wuji, but it is not illegal to use other forces, so the battle must continue.

"Shengque, do you have Shengque?" Lu Changqing's face finally had a trace of waves, and he could see at a glance what Leng Wuzhi's power was!

That power does not belong to Leng Wuji, but to Shengque!

The so-called Holy Que is the power seal given to other disciples by the saint-level disciples, and this power does not appear in normal times, but once the seal is unlocked, the aura in the Holy Que will erupt like a mountain torrent!

Moreover, these auras are all quite powerful, after all, they are the supreme existence from the disciples of the Qiankun Sect - the saint-level disciples!

"Holy Que, is Leng Wujian still involved with a saint-level disciple?" Everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Leng Wublade open the Holy Que, it was difficult for ordinary people to even see a saint-level disciple, and Leng Wublade's body was still sealed with the aura of a saint-level disciple, which was simply incredible.

"Sure enough......" Ji Xiu looked at the crazy surging aura, his worry finally happened......

But Lu Changqing didn't look nervous, and sneered: "Even if you have a saint-level disciple to help you, so what? This power still doesn't belong to you in the end." ”

"I don't care about that, I just want to win. Leng Wuji's face was as hard as an ice sculpture, "I can do anything to win!"

"Dare to ask...... Who gave it to your holy que?" Lu Changqing asked Leng Wudao with a squint of his eyes.

"You don't need to know!" Leng Wujian suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards Lu Changqing with an arrow step! And the aura in the Holy Que immediately followed!

"Big brother, let's help you!" Seeing this, Lu Yuanshan hurriedly wanted to help, but Lu Changqing shouted: "Get away from me!"

Lu Yuanshan was stunned, Yin Chen looked at him coldly, and then said, "He should have a different kind of stubbornness towards saint-level disciples, right?" ”

When Lu Yuanshan heard this, he could only nod, indeed...... Lu Changqing's stubbornness towards saint-level disciples should be unique, or in other words, his hatred for saint-level disciples is unique.

"After all, those past events hurt him too much......" Lu Yuanshan let out a long sigh.

In the face of Leng Wuzhi's rushing kill, Lu Changqing's eyes rarely swelled with a trace of solemnity, and he clenched his teeth, "Saint-level power...... Today I want to see how great your power really is!"

"Tree-shady!"

Lu Changqing shook the ground, and the defensive wall suddenly rose from the ground! But this time, he was facing the power of the saint-level, so Lu Changqing did not dare to slack off, and at the moment when the vine wall appeared, the muscles all over his body tensed, and in a flash, he suddenly jumped into the air!

With the help of Shengque, Leng Wujian smashed the wall of vines with one sword, but at this moment, Lu Changqing was no longer in place!

"Nioh!"

Leng Wujian raised his head suddenly, and Lu Changqing above had already condensed an emerald green gem beside him!

The aura swirled, and the gem instantly turned into a spear, and the blue light flashed!

"Lu Changqing actually used his martial spirit?"

"The legendary Xuan-rank seven-rank martial soul, Nioh spear ......" Many disciples' eyes have already swelled up with deep shock and heat, Lu Changqing rarely used his Xuan-rank seven-rank martial soul, which shows how much he attaches importance to his opponent!

"The last time he used his martial soul, it should have been in the battle with Jing Xiaochen......" Gu He stroked his long beard and said leisurely: "In a blink of an eye, two years have passed, I didn't expect him to use a martial soul for two years......"

"The battle with Jing Xiaochen has always been his heartache, which is also the reason why he hates the saint-level to the core, and these people at the saint-level are really indescribable. Beside Gu He, Dai Kite has appeared at some point.

Gu He bowed his head slightly, and sighed, "After all, they are not under our control, but it's okay, thanks to this holy que, the Nioh Spear can be born again, let me see if Lu Changqing can cut off his inner demons......"