The next afternoon.

Xia Qi stood up and stretched his waist for a long time, ending this round of cultivation that lasted for two days and one night.

He shook his sleeve robe, shook off all the sand and dust on his body, and showed regret on his face:

"It's a pity that the accumulation of the three virtues is not enough, and it is only enough to practice a 'Fu Purple Qi Fist' at present."

Previously, he dismissed everyone and stayed here to cultivate, on the one hand, he really benefited a lot from this battle with the national teacher, and digested a lot of martial arts experience from Han Guang in his mind.

On the other hand, after learning the corresponding information of the wolf master from the mouth of the national teacher, he suddenly had a whim, triggering the premonition warning of avoiding disasters in his "Eight or Nine Xuangong".

So Xia used the Jade Void Divine Calculation in the "Guangcheng Catalogue" to pinch his fingers, and after deducing the heavenly opportunity, he only came to the conclusion that the enemy was very special this time.

Just in case, he asked the six people who came with him to return to the Central Plains in advance, complete the preaching task for him, and collect a wave of moral merit by the way, trying to cultivate the most powerful "Three Treasures Ruyi Fist" in the "Five Tai and Five Virtue Fists".

However, after all, the time is still a little shorter, and his own merits and morals are much worse.

Xia Qi sighed slightly.

Only when the national teacher and the heart are silent and they respectively carry out the new policies and preaching tasks they have formulated and make real achievements, will the spirit of merit and morality be strengthened, and the way of heaven will be "rewarded"!

However, the "Fu Purple Qi Fist" that has been cultivated now, although it is not as good as the "Three Treasures Ruyi Fist" in terms of overall power, it is not much worse.

Xia Qi looked up at the sun, moon and stars running above his head for a while, and after clarifying the direction, he stretched out the Mixed Yuan Banner and performed the technique of shrinking and moving, and with one step, his body was already several miles away, and he rushed to the Golden Wolf Royal Court before dark.

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When Xia Qi came to his destination, he happened to encounter a gloomy and gloomy day, although there was a howling wind, it was depressing.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and tonight is really a good weather to kill......

Looking at the gorgeously shaped golden tent of the royal court not far away, Xia Qi sighed leisurely.

Then, he continued to hold the umbrella, completely concealed the aura of his body, and stepped into the interior without hurrying.

Silently, he passed through one tent after another, and finally stopped at the innermost tents.

Xia Qi looked here, they were separated from other tents at a certain distance, surrounded by samurai guards, and there were hidden stakes in the dark, and the gap at the top of the tent seemed to hide secret guards.

The wolf lord should be inside......

Xia Qi climbed onto the top of the tent, quietly eliminated several secret guards on the roof of the tent, and collected the body with a mustard seed ring, stood on it and began to adjust his qi, holding down the hilt of the Yuanqing sword with his right hand.

The tent was as warm as spring, with copper stoves in the four corners, burned red, thick blankets on the floor, felt on the inner walls, and gold ornaments arranged in an orderly manner, delicately and luxuriously.

And the wolf lord sat cross-legged like an ordinary grassland man at this time, closing his eyes and cultivating.

The dark clouds cast in lead, the gorgeous tent, the scorching copper furnace, the soft carpet, and this powerful figure, everything around him was clearly outlined in Xia Qi's heart, and his breath was corresponding, as if he were one.

waited until the moment when the clouds covered the moon and he couldn't see his five fingers, he finally took out his sword, and followed the subtle sense of the sword-

Flying Immortals!

The sword light fell vertically like a match, pure intention and quick victory, turning into a beautiful light, fast and brilliant, no change but better than change.

At this moment, the wolf lord's eyebrows in the tent stinged, and the primordial spirit trembled, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were blood-red, and there was cruelty and hideousness in the ruthlessness, which made people's hearts palpitate without speaking.

His figure became transparent, and he directly turned into a blood shadow and flew forward, dodging this sword light, and at the same time, his hands flew out of heavy palm prints, trying to block every corner, so that the attackers could not avoid it, and finally pounced on it, snatching away the essence and blood muscles of the primordial spirit, leaving only a layer of human skin as a memorial!

At this moment, his gaze suddenly straightened, and suddenly there was a palm in his sight, white and powerful, like a long time, the handprint was dark, and the palm was dark and dark, like a broken world!

The vast meaning of the recklessness came to his face, the palm fell, and the darkness came, as if the heaven and the earth were all in the palm, and he fell for it.

Turn the sky upside down!

The white and powerful palm turned over the sky, and the void seemed to shrink, showing pure power, extreme power!

The wolf lord only felt that the surrounding void contracted, the heaven and the earth became smaller, the airflow was instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace, and he suddenly felt helpless in the face of the shattering heaven and earth!

Xia Qi's previous sword was a false move, a false move forged with the ability of eight or nine Xuangong deception, and this palm was his real killing move, unstoppable!

This time, the wolf king has changed completely, and he has locked the qi engine!

But at this moment, a strong intention suddenly erupted in the wolf's body, and the darkness seemed to become bright all of a sudden, which got rid of the primordial shock brought by the earth-turning palm, and at the same time, he quickly urged the secret method, causing his own flesh and blood to wither, and the whole person suddenly lost weight, shooting out blood lines from his body, and the air suddenly became bloody red and smelly.

Immediately afterward, these blood threads flew out of the tent, turned into spider webs, and wrapped half of the nearby court tents to form a formation.

Before a guard and a high-ranking member of the royal court who were still within the scope of the formation could react, the blood essence in his body was drained, and only the skin was left.

Bloody Array!

Xia Qi used the three talents of the mixed yuan, quiet and vivid, as if teleporting, avoiding the blood line that was shooting, but he still shivered, and his consciousness was dizzy, as if he was immersed in a sea of blood, and his nose was full of unpleasant smells.

Silently, the sword light turned into a shower of stars and dissipated, and the palm of his hand was weak, and even Xia Qi himself felt lifeless and powerless.

Blood flames rose around the wolf lord's body, and he rushed straight towards Xia Qi, who was exposed.

Yuan Xin jumped, Xia Qi regained his senses, his right hand directly threw away the long sword, and the seal method of his left hand changed, and the blood-colored flames that rushed suddenly became blue and cold, condensing into ice.

What's going on? The wolf lord's gaze froze, and his pupils contracted, a change he didn't expect.

The "Yin and Yang Change" of the "Yin and Yang Seal"!

In an instant, the cold spread, and the blood flame directly froze into a dark blue ice layer, which froze the wolf lord, making his thinking slightly rigid, and his body seemed to not belong to himself.

Immediately afterwards, the wolf lord saw the opposite side clenching his right hand into a fist, and waved it calmly, with clear bones and strong and powerful.

The two of them were quick and slow, and just as the wolf lord was trying to get rid of the freezing, Xia Qi's jade ruyi-like fist had already swung towards his forehead.

The fist is white, surrounded by the deep purple glow of Fu, as if a purple jade ruyi smashed in, the rui qi is surging, and the glow is ten thousand ways, just like the purple qi in the myth comes from the east, which is unspeakably expensive.

The wolf lord let out a low roar, and the body that had just been filled up dried up again, and the flesh turned into dozens of blood lines, stabbing straight into Xia Qi's fist.

However, these are all useless, under this punch, all the blood lines have retreated, as if they have taken the initiative to make way for this jade ruyi-like fist!

The wolf king's eyes were red, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he wanted to explode, but he suddenly felt that his vision had been submerged by purple gas, and his body was soft for a while, as if he had met a natural enemy and a nemesis, and it was difficult to have the idea of resisting, and his movements were sluggish for half a beat.

Bang!

The jade ruyi-like fist fell, piercing through his protective blood flames and hitting him straight on the forehead.

The wolf lord's primordial spirit dissipated, the brain door cracked, and the brain pulp turned into paste.