At the moment when the eighth prince was stunned, Li Qingming seized the opportunity and slapped out with a backhand, and flew out the sword in the eighth prince's hand.

In the middle of the air, the eighth prince still felt incredible, and even thought that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, a waste who had long been recognized as having no cultivation qualifications, suddenly appeared on such an occasion, and his strength became so powerful, this is not at all reasonable!

Without the hindrance of the two great masters and the eighth prince, Li Qingming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, immediately turned around, rushed out of the Danxiang Pavilion with Ling Xian'er, and rushed all the way to the west.

It wasn't until the backs of the two disappeared that everyone in the Danxiang Pavilion finally came to their senses, and most of the people's faces were full of surprise and incomprehension.

The eighth prince unveiled Li Qingming's true face with a sword, and naturally many people recognized him, and without exception, everyone's face showed an expression of disbelief.

Li Qingming is a well-known waste in the royal city of Heishui County, relying on Li Beichuan's protection to make waves, but his own qualifications are really stupid, he can't practice martial arts, and even Li Beichuan has been criticized by countless people.

After that, Li Qingming's various behaviors completely angered Li Beichuan, so that he was finally broken by his Lao Tzu, expelled from the door wall, and became a cripple that no one cared about, all of which was like yesterday.

However, the performance of the young man in black just now is enough to describe it as amazing, but no one thought that this young man in black was actually the waste in the eyes of everyone.

"Do you see clearly? Is it that waste?" After the dead silence, it was like boiling oil into a pot, and people's emotions were ignited and exploded almost instantly, and their faces showed all kinds of expressions.

There are doubts, puzzles, anger, and jealousy, and the waste of the past, suddenly one day, soars into the sky in front of them, so that those who originally wanted to see the joke can't laugh at all.

"I can't be wrong, I just heard the eighth prince call out his name, and besides, the man is also a cripple......"

"Is there any Heavenly Principle? Born with a wasted body, plus an acquired disability, so that he can cultivate martial arts, and his strength is still so strong, with the power of one person, he swept the entire Danxiang Pavilion, plus the national teachers of the two major counties, and eighteen royal guards?"

"I don't believe it either, but in fact, he did, and he looks like he's at ease!"

......

In the entire Danxiang Pavilion, the only one who has the strength to preserve and is closest to Li Qingming is Shi Potian, the third prince of Qingtuo County, whose cultivation has reached the ninth level of body refining, as long as he makes a move just now, it is not difficult to capture Li Qingming.

Although Li Qingming's performance just now was indeed very surprising, and he seemed to have the power to crush everything, but in the eyes of a young master like Shi Potian, the other party was just catching everyone off guard, otherwise Gu Songzi alone would have enough strength to leave Li Qingming behind under some precautions.

Therefore, as long as Shi Potian is willing, it is impossible for Li Qingming to leave so easily, and the reason why he did not make a move is completely out of personal selfishness.

He could see that Li Qingming had a lot of secrets hidden in his body, and naturally other people could definitely see it, but this place was Danxiang Pavilion, located in the most prosperous area of the royal city, and there were many people, even if he left Li Qingming, he might not be able to get what he wanted from the other party's mouth so easily.

For this purpose, Shi Potian deliberately pretended not to see it and let Li Qingming go, but at the same time that Li Qingming had just left, Shi Potian had already issued an order, and the three golden-armored guards who had originally followed him quietly withdrew from the Danxiang Pavilion and chased in the direction where Li Qingming had fled.

In addition, there are also some other martial arts monks, with the intention of profiteering, they also sneaked out of the Danxiang Pavilion and pursued them all the way.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

A moment later, when everyone had just woken up from the shock brought to them by Li Qingming, a deafening roar resounded throughout the Danxiang Pavilion, and at the same time, a mighty stampede came from all floors of the Danxiang Pavilion, and there was a roar.

The entire Danxiang Pavilion was shaking violently, and the wooden main structure could not withstand the brutal destruction of the twenty blood wolf dogs, and there were already signs of collapse at this moment.

"Run!" I don't know who it was, he roared first, and the next moment, the crowd rushed towards the gate of Danxiang Pavilion like ants on a hot pot.

At the moment when they had just rushed out of the Danxiang Pavilion, a loud roar came, and the wooden pavilion of the nine-story cake collapsed violently, stirring up dust and sawdust in the sky.

The dozen or so people who were left behind were directly knocked to the ground by the air waves and rolled out several times.

The once glorious Danxiang Pavilion has become a ruin in the blink of an eye, and some people are really happy and some are worried.

Rejoicing are those monks who take advantage of the chaos to loot all kinds of treasures buried in the ruins, and the sorrow is naturally a group of powerful people led by the eighth prince, and Danxiang Pavilion is their biggest source of income, but now all of them have come to naught.

"Li Qingming, this prince is going to break you into thousands of pieces, cough cough ......" The eighth prince roared angrily, but suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and even his breathing became difficult.

He was hit by Li Qingming's palm just now, although most of the strength was offset by the battle sword, but Li Qingming's palm power was so strong, even if there was only one percent of the strength left, it still injured the eighth prince.

However, at this moment, Li Qingming couldn't see this scene at all, after he rushed out of the Danxiang Pavilion, he kept running westward, and when he left the royal city, he entered a wild land.

A moment later, a ruined temple appeared in front of him, the temple wall collapsed badly, and a few withered vines climbed out of the temple courtyard, and they were weakly placed on the wall, looking like a dilapidated scene.

Li Qingming hesitated for a moment, went straight to the broken temple and stopped, turned to Ling Xian'er and said, "Let's separate here, you go back from outside the city, wait for me in the small courtyard in the western suburbs, and when I solve these burdens behind me, I will go to you!"

"You're alone, okay?" Ling Xian'er was a little worried, although not long ago, Li Qingming showed an incredible strength that made him feel incredible, but how long had he only been cultivating, how could he be the opponent of those martial cultivators who had cultivated for more than ten or twenty years?

"My current cultivation has reached the fifth level of body refining, I can stay and help you......"

"You're here, you'll distract me", Li Qingming shook his head, interrupted Ling Xian'er's words, and said, "I still have a lot of tricks to use, they can't help me!"

After listening to Li Qingming's words, Ling Xian'er was skeptical, but she also knew that what Li Qingming said was right, although she was a five-fold cultivation of body refining, but her foundation was shallow, and she did not cultivate martial arts, she really couldn't help much, and even got in the way.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian'er gritted her teeth, turned around and left, at this moment, she secretly decided that no matter what the price, she would become stronger, as long as she had strong enough strength, she could protect herself and the relatives around her.

Seeing Ling Xian'er leave, until her back completely disappeared, Li Qingming breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her head to look at the three rushing figures behind her.

"Once their identities are revealed, I'm afraid they will never die!" Li Qingming smiled bitterly, turned around and rushed into the broken temple.