Chapter 649: The Image of Emperor Wu of the Great Ming Dynasty (Five Watches)
Seeing Lu Qing and the four elders of the Demon Sect fighting endlessly, Shaolin Wudang Kunlun, the so-called famous and decent families, couldn't help but talk about it again.
This Lu Qing was unknown before, and some people knew his details, but he was just the young owner of Lujiazhuang, but now he has joined the Demon Sect, but he has practiced such a skill, which really makes them martial arts masters who have practiced for decades ashamed.
Tang Wancai, who was behind Chongzhen, muttered, "This kid surnamed Lu is so powerful...... The four elders of the Demon Sect can't destroy him together?"
Tang Wancai had just muttered, and there was a flesh-cutting pain at the root of his thigh, and he grinned at it, and it was Li Miniang's angry eyes.
"You, what are you doing......
"Can you shut your foul mouth?"
"I ......"
"How are you? Not convinced...... If it weren't for His Majesty here, the old lady would have to beat you until you obey!" Li Qiniang's eyes were round.
Li Qiniang carried out Chongzhen, and Tang Wancai instantly shut up, but he was indignant in his heart.
This dead mother-in-law doesn't give Lao Tzu face at all. also knew that the emperor was present, and in front of so many brocade guards, martial arts masters from all walks of life in the world actually made Lao Tzu lose face......
He sighed again, who made Lao Tzu's skills inferior? If it weren't for Lao Tzu being middle-aged, the master would say that his martial arts would be like this.
Lao Tzu had to ask the emperor to teach him his skills, just like Gu Shunyi, Ma Bao, and Li Moran, learned martial arts, cleaned up this girl, and saw if he dared to splash in front of Lao Tzu for no reason.
In this life, it can be regarded as planting in the hands of this dead woman......
Tang Wancai pouted with a long face.
At this time, Lu Qing felt that it was almost over, these old guys' internal strength consumption had already passed half, and they were all sent away today, this was their own fault!
Thinking of this, Lu Qing suddenly used the Ice Silkworm Divine Skill.
The air on the Wangxiang platform dropped suddenly, this time it was more powerful than the Xuanming Divine Palm just now, these martial arts masters all felt that winter was coming again, and hurriedly worked hard to drive away the cold.
But Lu Qing's main target was these four Demon Sect Elders, and the Ice Silkworm Poison Palm hit these four Demon Sect elders in the blink of an eye.
The four old men instantly seemed to be frozen.
The Ice Silkworm Divine Skill is used to the extreme, and it can be frozen for thousands of miles, let alone used on these 4 old men?
The 4 old men of the Demon Sect are all people with deep internal strength, and all of them have divine power to protect their bodies, so if they don't feel good, they quickly use the internal strength and qi holding method.
But I couldn't avoid it, as if I had fallen into an ice cave.
"Ice Silkworm Divine Skill?"
The martial arts masters present are all well-informed people who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and there are even more experienced sect chiefs in the rivers and lakes, and they instantly recognized this extremely cold and poisonous kung fu, and they couldn't help but change their faces greatly, and they avoided it one after another, and used their profound internal strength to resist the cold and poison.
Fortunately, the target of Lu Qing's attack was not them, they just felt the change in the environment, but the prestige of the Ice Silkworm Divine Skill made many people talk about it.
The abbot of Shaolin and the head of Wudang, including the head of the Kunlun faction, bit each other's ears, and the young Lu Qing, who had just joined the Demon Sect, how could he cultivate such a vicious kung fu?
This son is a great harm to the world's martial arts, and it is better for the Demon Sect to clean up the portal, otherwise these famous and decent families will never allow him......
Lu Qing continued to exert his strength, and soon his entire body became an ice body, turning blue, and a thick layer of frost formed on his beard and eyebrows.
These cold qi turned into palm power, and it was continuously fed into the bodies of these four old men.
That is, in just five or six breaths, the four elders of the Demon Sect lined up in front of Lu Qing, forming a semi-circular arc, forming four ice sculptures.
Lu Qing retracted his palm, his body quickly returned to normal, and the blue ice and condensation on his eyebrows disappeared in an instant.
Lu Qing circled around them, and the four old men stared motionless in front of Lu Qing, sealed in the ice.
Lu Qing showed a yin owl sneer, and suddenly slapped at them.
"You brought it upon yourself, go die!"
A howling cold wind came out, and the air waves rolled out in an arc, and the four ice sculptures flew up in an instant, and then all fell to the cliff
In the stunned gaze of everyone, after a few breaths, the cliff
In the blink of an eye, the four old men of the Demon Sect were shattered, and Lu Qing's face was still expressionless and indifferent.
The martial arts masters present were in a commotion again, and even these brocade guards around Chongzhen felt that Lu Young Ji was too vicious.
Usually they kill people without blinking, but compared with Lu Qing's ruthlessness, they still feel that they are trivial.
Only the old abbot Wu Shen of Baoguo Temple showed a victor's smile on his face, and he was happy with the fact that of course these martial arts masters he invited, there were the old Tao of the Erxian Temple, the father and son of the Xia family in Tiantian Village, and the old Zen master of Tuotuo Mountain in Putuo, Zhejiang.
At this time, Lu Qing's vicious gaze turned to Chongzhen again, "Dusk Jun, it's your turn."
"Hahaha," Chongzhen was still laughing and talking, "You kid is a character enough, you have single-handedly overthrown the four elders of the Demon Sect, I admire your strength. But what I don't admire you is that you, as a decent person, will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals, and do not hesitate to join the Demon Sect, and now you worship the old abbot of Bao'en Temple as your teacher, and your identity swings between good and evil, no different from my rebellious ministers and thieves. But anyway, I'll give you another chance to get your revenge! In addition, in order to convince you, I will give you half a pillar of incense to rest, so as not to say that I am invincible."
As soon as Chongzhen said this, these guards were a little puzzled, the emperor was too merciful, what kind of benevolence and morality to talk to these thieves, just slap it to death.
But Chongzhen has his own plans, not to mention letting Lu Qing rest half a stick of incense, and resting a stick of incense is the same result.
This is for other martial arts masters to see.
Sure enough, the masters of all the sects and factions present all gave Chongzhen a thumbs up, and some even praised it directly: "Your Majesty is really a benevolent and virtuous king, and he does not take advantage of people's dangers, which can be called a model of martial arts, and we have served!"
"Yes, we are convinced, we agree with His Majesty the Ming Emperor's martial virtues, long live the Ming Emperor Wu......
There are even some people who worship Chongzhen directly.
Of course, Chongzhen is very useful, what he wants is this effect, and when the image of the tree is right, he must have the image of the tree, even if he is the emperor.
At this time, Wu Shen had already burned half of the incense.
And Hun Sen let Lu Qing to the seat, handed tea and snacks, and took care of everything.
Lu Qing's battle against the four elders of the Demon Sect did expend a lot of internal strength. He sat down and gasped softly, drank a few sips of water, and ate a few snacks to allow his strength to recover quickly.
The time for half-baked incense is coming soon.
Chongzhen and Lu Qing walked out of the crowd, the two of them stood three feet apart, Lu Qing's gaze was still vicious, and Chongzhen was still light.
The martial arts masters present, including these brocade guards, knew that the next battle between two peerless masters was a fight, and they all sweated for their own people.
Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen