Chapter 112: A Martial Artist Descending from the Sky
After the "too illusory realm" unfolded, from the outside, the canal was still the same, the night was foggy, the lights were lit, the ships were shuttling, and the boatmen's horns, shouts, and shouts were endless, without the slightest abnormality.
But the actual situation was that a figure fell from the sky, hitting the bow of the Qingluanwei ship, making the bow of the Qingluanwei ship press down fiercely, and the stern was raised high.
After a few moments, the ship regained its balance, causing a large spray and a mist of water.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu had already strode out of the cabin, his face solemn.
Such a majestic is undoubtedly heaven and man.
That's it, the bronze mask on the face of the person who came has already revealed his identity.
"Qingping Society." After Qingluan Wei Qianhu gritted his teeth and read out these three words, he didn't even save the intention of asking.
On the second and third floors of the ship, there were many Qingluan guards, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Qi Xuansu clenched his hands into fists and made a gesture of "Tangtai Fist Intent", and the acupuncture points around his body were lit up in turn, and the gods appeared, totaling the number of three hundred and sixty-five weeks, and he also made the same movements, in order to see that the gods were not bad.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu took a deep breath and also revealed his body.
Qingluanwei is different from the man in black, the official quality is low, and the highest commander is only the "commander of the guard" of the third grade, and he is not even the "commander of the capital", so in the Qingluanwei, the thousand households of the fifth grade are already high-ranking officials.
There are 19 prefectures in Daxuan, 19 thousand households, plus 7 thousand households directly under the pro-army governor's mansion, a total of 26 thousand households, that is, 26 thousand households.
Among these twenty-six people, the lowest realm is also the nine-story building in the stage of returning to the truth, and the best of them is undoubtedly a celestial being.
This Qingluan Wei Qianhu is a celestial man, and he is also a martial artist.
The two quickly approached, Qi Xuansu's right arm swept with a fist, and at the moment when Qingluan Wei Qianhu raised his arm to block, he pulled down and pulled away Qingluan Wei Qianhu's defensive arm, and then bent his elbow to hit his face.
When Qingluanwei Qianhu staggered, Qi Xuansu immediately kicked Qingluanwei in the chest, causing him to take a few steps back.
After Qingluan Wei Qianhu stabilized his figure, he attacked again, the same right hand swing fist, at the moment when Qi Xuansu raised his arm to block, the left hand horizontal fist immediately followed, but Qi Xuansu took precautions, leaned back to dodge, and kicked his right leg forward, and repelled Qingluanwei again.
Wufu has an advantage, that is, the physique is extremely tough, a fist and a palm, limbs and bodies, all are blades, and there is no great momentum between the shots, but it is just a punch, but the great power contained in this punch can be called a mountain and a cracked stone.
The two fought each other, although there was a lot of temptation, but Qi Xuansu still had the upper hand.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu did not hesitate, and directly beckoned a group of subordinates to attack him.
This time, in order to escort Taiping money, he transferred almost half of the state's Qingluanwei masters, all of whom were congenital people, and there was no shortage of masters in the true stage, even if it was for the heavenly people, it was by no means a burden.
The Qingluan guards jumped onto the deck from the second and third floors and surrounded Qi Xuansu.
Qi Xuansu began to take care of his own boxing, at first it was extremely slow, almost like a dying old man practicing boxing, his qi and blood were decaying, and his punches were empty and imposing, but even if there was an instantaneous outburst, it was difficult to last, but then the speed was getting faster and faster, and finally even whistling in the wind, leaving behind afterimages, and a group of Qingluanwei were naturally not close.
After punching thirty or six, Qi Xuansu suddenly stopped, and then stepped down with his left foot, and there was no abnormality at the landing place, but the whole big ship shook violently, as if it was about to roll over, and many innate people froze with it.
Qi Xuansu didn't use the slightest true qi, but just relied on his own body and the extreme use of his strength, he did this, this is a complete celestial martial artist.
Taking advantage of this moment of stagnation, Qi Xuansu punched again.
At this moment, his whole body exudes almost substantial blood and qi, every movement, bring out the sound of whistling wind, a punch out, containing all kinds of strength swallowing and shocking, as if the essence of the fist intent to pull the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, forming a whirlwind flow that is difficult to resist, and finally converge into a whirlpool, the surrounding realm is not as good as Qi Xuansu, and he was pulled by this whirlpool to within three feet of Qi Xuansu's body.
This is the martial artist's intention to pass through the heavenly realm.
Within this range, Qi Xuansu only needs to punch, and if he punches down, his tendons will break and fracture, and he will either die or be injured.
At this moment, the thousand households mixed in the many Qingluan guards suddenly burst out, and pushed out with one palm, and the void in front of him shook, bringing out a huge whistling sound, which slapped Qi Xuansu's back fiercely.
Qi Xuansu's body joints and periosteum roared like a heavy drum, the sound of the spine clicking was endless, and the body and spirit in the acupuncture points couldn't help trembling with the acupoints, which showed the great power of this palm.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu shouted: "Formation." ”
The reason why he didn't form a formation before was because Qingluan Wei Qianhu had the idea of a sneak attack and deliberately hid his body, and at this time, the sneak attack was successful, so naturally he didn't have to hide anymore.
Qingluanwei and the others then formed a formation with thousands of households as the center, it was actually the battle formation of the man in black, the situation changed immediately, Qi Xuansu only felt that these innate people seemed to be connected, and each move was sent with great strength, far from being comparable to the wartime of the appropriate talents, and there was no longer the slightest idea of keeping his hands at the moment, starting from the spine, his chest, shoulders, elbows, wrists, and five fingers sounded a series of explosive thunder sounds in turn, and a punch was punched forward, and all the body spirits punched together.
Several Qingluanwei masters who couldn't dodge were just within the range of this palm, and they were immediately crushed into a cloud of blood mist by the mighty fist intent.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu took advantage of the situation and slammed into Qi Xuansu by hitting the iron mountain.
Qi Xuansu was knocked out in front of his cross arm.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu then came out with both fists, majestic, like ten thousand horses galloping.
In an instant, Qi Xuansu took nearly twenty punches solidly, and his body couldn't help but retreat, Qi Xuansu thought about counterattacking, but found that Qingluan Wei Qianhu's boxing technique was so natural that he could enter seamlessly.
Qi Xuansu simply used the golden body realm of Wu Zhu, plus the "Qing Ying Armor" of Fang Shi, to protect himself, and let Qingluan Wei Qianhu punch.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu continued to accumulate strength in the process of continuous punching, and when he punched nearly 100 times, the accumulation finally reached the limit and blasted out with one punch.
Under this punch, Qi Xuansu's figure retreated, crashed into the adjacent ship, and broke a mast, and the "Green Immortal Armor" and the Golden Body Realm also reached their limit, turning into nothingness. On Qi Xuansu's chest, a clear fist mark appeared, which was concave downward, just because of the barrier between the "Green Immortal Armor" and the Golden Body Realm, it was not a big deal.
However, Qingluan Wei Qianhu also paid a lot of price for this punch, when he hit the last punch, his strength was exerted to the extreme, and he had no more strength to defend, and was slapped by Qi Xuansu on the temples on the left and right sides with both palms, making his eyes black and his body swaying, like a drunk person.
The next moment, Qi Xuansu went and returned, and slapped his palm towards Qingluan Wei Qianhu.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu let Qi Xuansu's palm fall on his forehead, and a short but powerful fist hit Qi Xuansu's lower abdomen.
Qi Xuansu floated and retreated.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu twisted his neck, the expression on his face was quite calm, but his forehead was slightly sunken, and he looked very twisted.
The Qingluan guards surrounded them again, not seeking to hurt the enemy, but only to contain Qi Xuansu.
After Qingluan Wei Qianhu took a breath, he took advantage of the situation to punch out, from his chest and abdomen, shoulders, elbows, wrists, to fists, thousands of thunder sounds sounded in turn, and the fist broke through the air.
Qi Xuansu was hit in the center of his eyebrows by Qingluan Wei Qianhu's punch, his head fell back sharply, and his figure inevitably retreated.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu didn't give Qi Xuansu a moment to breathe, and punched again, bringing out a violent whistling sound, which seemed to be a simple and direct straight punch, but there was another mystery in the fist strength, and there was a hidden feminine and dark energy under the majestic and vast Ming energy, which could penetrate the outside and hit the inside.
This punch squeezed out all the heaven and earth vitality between the two, leaving only a "blank".
It's just that he didn't expect Qi Xuansu to react in advance with the "magic knife", and dodged this punch in an instant, grabbed Qingluan Wei Qianhu's wrist with his left hand and brought it forward, and punched him with his right hand.
This punch is like a drum, the thunder explodes, and the thunder is the drum sound.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu was hit in the lower abdomen by this punch, his feet left the ground, and his body flew into the air. That's not all, Qi Xuansu's knees bent slightly, and then kicked hard, causing the entire big ship to sink three points with a bang.
With the power of this kick, Qi Xuansu surpassed Qingluan Wei Qianhu in an instant, clenched his hands into fists, and smashed them on his back.
Qingluan Wei Qianhu fell from the sky at a faster speed than rising, like an extraterrestrial meteorite falling into the canal, stirring up a splash of water that was three feet high.
Just when Qi Xuansu fell from the sky, the drunkard on the first floor of the cabin had already opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he casually picked up a wine jar with half a jar of wine left, and was about to go out to take a look.
If necessary, he will join forces with Senhe to kill this person. After all, the "inn" is not a one-man game.
Just as he was about to make a move, a figure appeared out of thin air in the hall on the first floor, wearing a bronze mask with white hair and carrying a handful of gongs in his hand.
The last of this "inn" Tianzi guy disappeared without a trace, and he immediately recognized the identity of the person who came: "Qingping Society's 'Dream Xingyun'!" ”
The goal of "Dream Travel" is clear, the silver ship is secondary, and killing is the main one.
As long as you kill this Tianzi guy, then Qingping will still make money, and the goal will be achieved.
Tianzihao's heart slowly sank, if you talk about realm cultivation, the two are actually about the same, even if they can't fight, they can still escape, but "Meng Xingyun" has one more semi-immortal thing in his hand, and he will be more than lucky.
As for Qi Niang, at this time, she was still high above the Nine Heavens, and her hands formed the "Zunsheng Treasure Seal" of the Buddha Gate, and behind her she condensed a female Dharma Image, giving birth to four arms, two on the left and right.