When the eighth prince spoke, it was naturally very deterrent, and when even seven or eight thugs from Danxiang Pavilion jumped out and stopped in front of Li Qingming, each showing his blade.

They are all martial arts monks, but unfortunately their qualifications are mediocre, and most of them are only the strength of the double body refining, and the only second-class steward among them is the cultivation of the third level of body refining, holding a short knife in his hand, and commanding everyone to rush up.

"Cripple, just tie your hands, you only have one leg, can you beat us with a dozen legs?" the second-class steward gently stroked the blade and sneered.

"I'll try!" Li Qingming spat out a few words from his mouth, and the next moment, his figure flashed, disappeared in place, and took the initiative to attack them.

"Huh?" The second-class steward's face changed, and he secretly said that this kid doesn't play cards according to common sense, according to the rules of the game, shouldn't we attack, do you defend?

"Bang!"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he heard a muffled sound in his ears, turned his head to look, and was suddenly startled, only to see one of his subordinates being knocked away by Li Qingming's palm, and before he landed, he had already passed out.

"It's so strong!" was the second thought that popped into his mind, and then, the next scene, made his whole person completely messy!

I saw that the lame man turned into a black shadow, like a ghost, shuttling between the thugs, and every time he swung out his palm, the air would burst, and at the same time, one by one, his subordinates flew out upside down, some hit the auction table, some hit the pillar, and some were simply knocked to the ground, without exception, all of them passed out.

In a few breaths, there were only two people left on the battlefield, one was Li Qingming, and the other was a second-class steward.

The others were all lying motionless on the ground, and there was a sunken palm print on their chests, which was caused by Li Qingming's palm force, which shattered their muscles and bones.

"You...... Don't come here!" The second-class steward saw Li Qingming walking towards him, and he trembled with fright, and the short knife in his hand fell directly to the ground.

Then, he made a move that stunned the audience, smiled, nodded, bowed, turned, and ran!

In the distance, a roar from him was heard, "I'll let the dog go!"

Li Qingming snorted coldly, ignored him, and continued to walk towards the auction table, step by step.

Although Ling Xian'er is nominally his fiancée, this point does not have any binding force on Li Qingming, he is just borrowing the body of Li Qingming.

However, there were some things that he had to do, Ling Xian'er was bullied by Danxiang Pavilion because of him, and he naturally wanted to get justice for Ling Xian'er.

Of course, this justice can only be won back by strength.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

Four royal guards of the Heishui County appeared in front of Li Qingming and blocked his way.

This is an order issued by the eighth prince, at all costs, to stop Li Qingming, and never allow him to get close to the auction table.

The four royal guards have all reached the realm of the fourfold body refining, and the combat power that the four of them can exert when they join forces is naturally multiplied, which is enough to fight hard with the monks of the five-fold body refining without falling behind.

Moreover, each of them was carefully selected by the royal family, even if their qualifications were not outstanding, they were definitely much higher than those thugs in Danxiang Pavilion.

Li Qingming stood still, feeling the strong fighting intent emanating from the four royal guards, and couldn't help but become excited, this should be the first time he has competed head-on with someone since he was reborn, and he is looking forward to what level of his strength has reached!

Sharpening oneself with combat is one of the shortest ways for martial arts monks to improve their strength.

The true qi in the sea of qi surged, setting off a wave, and quickly ran to the palm of the hand, and you could clearly feel that a powerful force poured into the arm and gathered between the palms and fingers.

This feeling is very wonderful, in the previous life, Li Qingming ignored mundane things, devoted himself to the cultivation of Shinto, and rarely had the opportunity to fight with others, but now he cultivates martial arts, and the aggressive nature in his bones is stimulated little by little, and every time he swings his fist, he has a hearty sense of catharsis.

The boy is belligerent, this is the nature that penetrates into the bones!

"Let's fight!" Li Qingming complied with his heart, and without waiting for the other party to make a move, he rushed out and struck first.

"Bang!"

With a punch, the true qi condensed into an illusory fist print, stirring the air and emitting bursts of roars.

The iron guard standing opposite him bore the brunt, but when he saw a fist mark attack, the speed was amazing, and the fist mark quickly enlarged in front of him, almost obscuring all the light in front of him, leaving only a gray one.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly crossed his hands in front of his chest to block, thinking that he could easily stop the other party, but as soon as he touched the opponent's fist, he suddenly felt a powerful force, pouring out from the opponent's fist prints, shaking him back directly more than a dozen steps away, the two arms were numb in pain, and he was unconscious, and he couldn't lift up again for a while.

is also a fourfold body refining, Han Mo couldn't block Li Qingming's blow at all, and his ribs were broken, but this royal iron guard was able to resist a blow, although he temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, but the injury was not serious.

Seeing that his companions were injured, the iron guards on both sides suddenly let out a cold cry from their mouths, and the two of them shot almost at the same time, showing a flanking attack, attacking Li Qingming from left to right.

Seeing this, Li Qingming was not afraid, his body moved half a step sideways to the left, and with the help of inertia, he swung out a punch and bombarded the chest of the iron guard.

He is also a quadruple body refining body, and he only opens up the meridians of his right arm, but Li Qingming, whether it is strength or speed, is far beyond the opponent of the same realm, when he gives full play to this advantage, the other party will only be passively beaten.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the body of the royal iron guard rushed forward suddenly, and before he could see how the other party made a move, he felt a majestic force hit his chest, and he was knocked out in an instant, and even the heart armor on his chest was dented in.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qingming's body rotated in place, and his backhand blasted out again, and the iron guard who rushed from the right side flew out upside down in response, and the violent true qi exploded in his chest, tearing his clothes to shreds, and the heart armor smashed out a pit.

"...... Uproar"

With such a strong strength, there was an uproar all around, and no one thought that a seemingly inconspicuous crippled man would have such a powerful power in his body, capable of sweeping almost everything.

Just when everyone was talking, Li Qingming felt a pang in his heart, and suddenly felt a dangerous aura rushing towards him.

He turned his head around, and his true qi flowed with it, forming an invisible air flow around him, only to see that the iron guard, who had been sweeping the periphery, quickly pulled out the saber at his waist and performed a domineering sword technique, slashing towards his head.

The knife is vertical and horizontal, the air around the agitation is hunting, this knife is menacing, the timing is just right, and the knife technique is simple and domineering, not gorgeous, only one blow must be killed, it is the nirvana of the soldiers in the army to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

The corners of Li Qingming's eyes jumped, and his body quickly retreated, dodging the other party's slashing, and at the same time, he mobilized his true qi to gather his palms and display his combat skills!