The Ring Breaking Monk was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and he was like a giant elephant rampage forward.

But at the moment of the great enemy, there was no obvious expression change on the slender and slender Shang Qingwu's beautiful face, and a pair of bright eyes were as deep and cold as a cold pool, and at the moment when the precept-breaking monk reached forward, Shang Qingwu also raised his hand at the same time, and his slender palm curled up into a claw, grabbing towards the throat of the precept-breaking monk.

"This is... Dragon Claw Gong!? ”

Su Heng, who was hiding in the shadows, was even more surprised when he saw this scene.

At the same time, there is a feeling of speechlessness.

Whether it was the martial arts used by the Broken Monk or Shang Qingwu, they were all types that Su Heng was familiar with.

Still, that's fine.

The battle between the two powerhouses will definitely bring Su Heng a great gain.

As long as you don't find out, then things won't be very good.

Poof!

Shang Qingwu's five fingers seem to be slender, but they contain quite amazing power.

The bronzed skin of the ordination monk was easily torn apart, and a wisp of blood shot out from the wound.

If it weren't for the most critical moment, the ordination breaker monk raised his head in time and dodged backwards, this blow alone would be enough to completely tear open the arteries and blood vessels in his throat.

At that time, no matter how strong the strength of the precept-breaking monk is, it will inevitably lead to a dead end.

"The end of Shang Qingwu's finger is wrapped with some kind of translucent force..."

Although all this happened between the rise and fall of the rabbit, after Su Heng refined his blood, his five senses were keen, and he still found some clues in the distance.

"Legend has it that after the completion of the three blood refining, with the help of special secret medicine, there is hope to impact the next martial arts realm, refining strength through the body, could it be that Shang Qingwu is already a martial artist in the refining strength at a young age?"

Su Heng had such a thought in his heart.

However, he soon rejected the idea again.

The Ring Breaking Monk was not a fool, if Shang Qingwu was really a martial artist, he would not dare to come and intercept the convoy alone.

"I underestimate you!"

In the valley, the precept-breaking monk suffered two small losses in a row, and his face became gloomy.

He reached out to cover his throat, but the blood was still dripping from between his fingers, and he looked a little hideous.

"The next move will determine the winner!"

The Broken Monk no longer had the heart to underestimate him, and with a loud shout, his knees suddenly sank, and his hands were clenched into fists, placing them on the left and right sides of his body. Then he breathed deeply, the muscles up and down his body swelled rapidly, the bronzed skin flashed with a dull metallic luster, it looked very hard, and the twisted green tendons on the thick neck were clearly visible, and even the wounds on it were blocked by the wriggling muscles and no longer bleed.

And on the opposite side of the ordination monk.

Shang Qingwu's face was no longer as indifferent as before, but became solemn.

She took out two white silk-wrapped gloves from her arms and put them on her hands, and the dragon claw skill attack posture of the Dacheng realm had just been set up, and the precept-breaking monk was already wrapped in an astonishing wave of qi rushing forward.

Bang bang!

The fist shadows in the sky poured down like a storm, but all of them were blocked back by Shang Qingwu.

As the battle between the two became more and more intense, an astonishing wave of qi rose from the spot and quickly spread outward, the ancient trees around began to rattle, and those guards showed shocked expressions on their faces, among them there were also masters of the blood refining realm and even the second blood refining, but they were completely unable to intervene in the battle between the two, and the aftermath of the battle alone was enough to force them back.

Three blood refining times often means that the complete set of martial arts has been cultivated to the Dacheng realm.

The three martial arts are interrelated, mutually reinforcing, and integrated, making the strength of the third-time blood refining martial artist often much greater than that of the ordinary second-level blood refining martial artist.

It's almost a qualitative difference.

Laugh at!

The two erupted with all their might, and the fight lasted for more than ten breaths.

Only then did the precept-breaking monk reluctantly force Shang Qingwu back with one punch, but he took this opportunity to retreat, covering his chest with a somewhat ugly face.

At this time, the ordination breaking monk was no longer as powerful as when he appeared just now, and his expression was quite embarrassed, and hot blood continued to seep out of his mouth and nose. There were also many strange deformed vortex depressions on his broad chest and thick arms, which were obviously injured by some kind of exercise practiced by Shang Qingwu, and he was no longer able to fight.

"I didn't expect you to be able to practice so far at such a young age."

The precept-breaking monk reached out and wiped the little blood on the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Miss Merchant, we'll see you next time." ”

After speaking.

The body of the ordination breaker flashed and disappeared from the valley.

At this time, a master who looked like the leader of the guard cautiously came to Shang Qingwu's side, and asked in a low voice full of respect and fear: "Miss, are we going to send someone to chase after you and cut down the grass and eradicate the roots?" ”

"No?"

Shang Qingwu sighed slightly and shook his head: "After all, this is the sphere of influence of the White Lotus Sect, so we should leave as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble." ”

The White Lotus Sect's Sect Leader and Left and Right Dharma Protectors were all the best among the Martial Artists of Refining Strength, and if one of them really appeared here, then the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Yes!"

The captain of the guard didn't ask much, nodded and faithfully carried out the order.

They expelled the remaining White Lotus cultists and then regrouped their convoys, intending to quickly leave the area.

Shang Qingwu also returned to his carriage, but before returning to the carriage, Shang Qingwu glanced thoughtfully in the direction of the hillside.

"What an amazing perception?"

Su Heng completely hid his body behind a large raised stone.

He wasn't sure if Shang Qingwu had found out at the last moment, but even if he did, it wouldn't be a big deal. He had a mask on his face, and there was no way there would be any other interaction between the two in the future.

"The more important thing now is..."

Su Heng looked at the direction in which the ordination monk had disappeared, his eyes were hot, and a bold idea had appeared in his mind, and it lingered.

"From the precept-breaking monk, you may be able to get the remaining two exercises. Moreover, he is now seriously injured, and if I can find an opportunity, such an attempt may not be impossible! ”

It's a rare opportunity.

If you lose it, you don't know when you want to complete the exercises next time.

Now that the situation in the city is becoming more and more chaotic, Su Heng has always had a sense of urgency in his heart, and he desperately wants to become stronger.

"The pursuit of comfort inevitably leads to destruction. Only by taking risks can I have a chance to get everything I want! Su Heng took a deep breath, raised his head, and saw a wild goose flapping its wings and flying by.

He immediately made up his mind and chased all the way in the direction where the Broken Monk had disappeared.