Chapter 42: Kill a dozen masters

Because Yuan Xuetong's strength is only in the middle stage of Qi training, he is not qualified to go into battle at all, and at this time, he is only watching from the periphery, and his heart is very complicated. Maybe it's because I regret that I can't avenge my father with my own hands.

Liu Hui, who was not far away, stood tall, saw the battle situation in the field clearly, weighed it in his heart, and could only sigh slightly, he understood that Lu Qingming's strength was no longer something he could easily deal with. Maybe all the masters on your side can play to kill him.

This thought made Liu Hui panic, a dozen Qi Cultivation Peaks and several Qi Cultivation Limits could only determine how powerful an enemy they were to kill each other.

"Head Liu, do you feel regretful, regret that you provoked such a terrible genius in the first place?" Wang Ke smiled slightly, he knew that Liu Hui was not sparing no effort to deal with Lu Qingming because of any Yuan Long's business or because he coveted some ancestral treasure in Baicao Hall.

"I never regret it. Liu Hui said sharply, but he was not ready to invest more combat power, he just stared closely at the battle in the field, expecting to find Lu Qingming's swordsmanship weakness from it.

In the field, Lu Qingming has fought dozens of times with more than a dozen people, and he inevitably suffered some injuries after all. However, the dozen or so people who besieged him were even worse, except for Li Long, who died first, two people had already been killed, and the remaining thirteen people were also injured.

"Li Canglang, we can't leave our hands behind any longer, and attack with all our might. Liu De said to a young man, this person is the head of the Wolf King Regiment, only in his twenties, and he is the youngest peak master of Qi cultivation among these people. The old man of the Ning Yuan Realm of the Seven Cities of the Great Sun once said that he was expected to enter the Ning Yuan Realm before the age of forty, and it was in this kind of place where the aura was thin. If you are outside, you may be able to step into the Ning Yuan Realm before the age of thirty.

In fact, the people who were able to reach the peak of Qi cultivation under the age of fifty in the Seven Cities of the Great Sun were all geniuses when they went outside, and it was only because of environmental problems that it would be difficult for them to set foot in the Ning Yuan Realm.

"Of course I do. Li Canglang frowned and said, "But, can you really defeat him with all your strength?"

When these words came out, the others were also confused, and they even forgot that Lu Qingming was still in front of them and ready to attack at any time.

"Don't hesitate to make a move right away. One person suddenly shouted, Guy Lu Qingming had attacked again.

"Floating clouds come and go", "The sun and the moon are the same day", "Waterfall and clouds"

A move was issued from the hands of more than a dozen people, all of whom faced Lu Qingming, wanting to resist Lu Qingming's attack and seriously injure him or even kill him at the same time.

"Messy Leaves Drifting"

The sword in Lu Qingming's hand suddenly fluttered, the sword momentum was ethereal, it was difficult to see clearly, and everyone was shocked, however, Lu Qingming's sword had already matched the big moves of more than a dozen people.

There was not much movement, the love sword did not directly fight against the more than a dozen moves of the Xuanfa, no matter how confident Lu Qingming was, he was not capable of fighting with more than a dozen extraordinary Xuanfa, even Ning Yuanjing did not have this kind of confidence.

Suddenly, a rapid sword qi appeared around these dozen or so ultimate, everywhere, and it was flying wildly, criss-crossing. No one knew where this sword qi came from, but they knew that it was Lu Qingming's handiwork.

They didn't care about a dozen more moves, they all understood that all of these dozen moves had failed, with the undoubted exception that the big moves they had painstakingly issued did not hurt the enemy in the slightest.

However, Lu Qingming knew his own family affairs, and the messy Ye Piaoling had no ability to block these moves, and he couldn't dodge it. The power of more than a dozen moves was weakened, and after thirty percent of the power, all of them acted on him.

"Poof"

Lu Qingming spurted a mouthful of blood violently, as if he was seriously injured.

Lu Qingming was uncomfortable, and the dozen or so people were also extremely damaged.

They thought that Lu Qingming was fine, but they didn't expect to be injured, which was a little comforting for them.

They glanced at each other and decided to make a great move.

However, Lu Qingming almost didn't rest and immediately attacked again in close quarters, leaving no time for a dozen people to rest or discuss.

Since more than a dozen people had already been seriously injured, Lu Qingming had already harvested a life. Although Lu Qingming's injuries were quite serious, he still had a terrible will, and this terrible will supported his body.

After killing one person, Lu Qingming immediately slashed down the next person. But how could a dozen of them let Lu Qingming kill?

They immediately withdrew and slashed towards Lu Qingming, these people are their current comrades-in-arms, and they can't afford to lose.

Lu Qingming slashed his sword, and the other person's throat spurted blood, and he died like this.

"Damn Lu Xiao'er. One of them screamed, that person was an elder of a gang, and the one who was killed by Lu Qingming at this moment was the leader of their gang.

Lu Qingming waited coldly, did not avoid or retreat, and rushed towards the remaining eleven people. Now the only remaining masters can no longer pose any threat to him, the only thing to worry about is how to rush into the encirclement next, and how to deal with Liu Hui and several more powerful enemies.

"Poof" killed one person with another sword, but at the same time, several swords had already fallen from his back. Lu Qingming retreated and pulled the long sword, not only dodging the sword attack, but also killing a person.

However, it is inevitable that there will always be some injuries on the body.

The eyes of the remaining ten people were full of shock and madness, and they were almost losing their minds, although these dead people were not their own people, but they were allies after all. And they have even been fighting with each other for many years, and there is an indescribable emotion, and enemies and opponents always sympathize with each other, that's it.

"The Wolf King Regiment, the Yue Shen Gang, the Lingyue Gang, and the Golden Lion Regiment......" Lu Qingming said one by one, a total of eleven, all of them were the background of the dozen or so people who killed him here, "Before you chase and kill me, you have to be ready to be killed by me." ”

Lu Qingming said and bent down slightly, the love sword tilted to the sky, and the sword body was facing the ten people, ready to attack. A faint fluctuation of true qi appeared on the sword, forming a sword qi.

With a sudden stroke, a crescent-shaped sword qi swept out, and all ten people had their pupils shrinking, and they hurriedly made a move to resist. However, they had already consumed a lot of strength, and in the face of this sword, only four people blocked it, and the remaining six people all died under the sword qi.

There are only four people left, including the strongest old man, Li Canglang, Liu De and another middle-aged man, but they are all already empty shells, and they have almost no strength to fight anymore.

Liu De took a step back, waved his hand and said, "Give it all to me, give it to me, kill him." ”

Hundreds of Qi cultivators immediately besieged him, although they knew that Lu Qingming was strong, but looking at his appearance, they still had a fluke mentality: maybe Lu Qingming had also been seriously injured.

Lu Qingming ignored the many martial artists who rushed up, he stared at the four of them tightly, and suddenly slid forward.

The sword is out, and the old man is dead......

With another sword, Liu De's eyes widened and he finally died......

The third sword, the middle-aged man's death......

In the end, Li Canglang looked at Lu Qingming calmly, suddenly sighed, and said, "Devil Swordsman, Lu Qingming, I admit that you are really a genius, a peerless genius. ”

After speaking, he fell, Lu Qingming had already made a move, but he could still insist on standing and saying a word, which made Lu Qingming admire.

At this point, a total of one Qi Cultivation Limit, fifteen Qi Cultivation Peaks died in the hands of Lu Qingming, and Lu Qingming was also seriously injured. However, the matter is not over yet, hundreds of qi martial artists, and an entangled Yuan Xuetong, and he has to protect a Ling Meng'er who does not dare to kill, but in this case, he has to consider how to break through the encirclement.

This is very difficult to do, and it is difficult to do it in the Ning Yuan Realm.