In mid-air, after a vibration sound that was still clearly audible even from a distance, the two originally entangled figures suddenly separated, and the fiery red shadow fell on the side of the True Martial Palace, and was supported by Zhao Nu and Liu Buku, and the black figure fell on the side of the Medicine King Valley, directly smashing the ground into a deep pit.

"Bang!"

The whole body was sunk into the cracked earth, Li Qingchen, who was lying at the bottom of the pit, was already covered in bruises, even most of the clothes on his body were burned, and there was a conspicuous red scar on the left side of his face, but he was injured by Zhao Jin's Nanming Lihuo, even if he tried his best to expel Yu Wei, he still looked embarrassed.

Rao is like this, after Li Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, he slapped it directly beside him, and with the force of this rebound, he jumped up, flew out of the bottom of the pit, and landed firmly on the ground.

"Li Qingchen! You murderer is really here! Why don't you pay for my cousin's life quickly!"

Li Qingchen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately stopped his posture of rushing forward, and after seeing the Zhenwusi waist card hanging from the other party's waist in a blink of an eye, he immediately understood, and immediately responded with a sneer: "Heh, your cousin is damned, I'm willing to let one go, it's already a blessing, why don't you hurry up and kowtow and thank you?"

Seeing that the other party was not only unrepentant, but also so arrogant, Liang Yong, who had never been insulted like this in the Xiangzhou realm, was already extremely angry, and even with a volley of palms, he hit Li Qingchen.

Once a genuine third-grade martial artist releases the true qi in his body, he can easily injure the enemy even if he is twenty zhang away, and once an ordinary fourth-grade martial artist encounters such a situation, he will never choose to take this blow hard, but Li Qingchen is not a simple person, he does not dodge or dodge, but he also punches out with one palm, and the pitch-black and viscous Burning World Demon Flame is wrapped in the palm of his hand, colliding with the opponent's true qi released outside!

The palm print dissipated, and Li Qingchen couldn't help but take three steps back, and the qi and blood in his body surged, pulling to the place where he was injured by Zhao Jin before, and the two were superimposed, which suddenly made a trace of blood overflow from the corner of his mouth, but Li Qingchen just wiped it casually, and then laughed loudly again.

"The people of the martial arts department in Xiangzhou Town are really a bunch of wine bags and rice bags, no wonder you would sit back and watch a group of Jianghu martial artists slaughter in Lu'er Town, and you also said that protecting the state city is the most important thing, because you are a group of wastes who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Hearing this, the two Wuhou of Xiangzhou Town who came from afar were immediately furious, especially Liang Yong, who was a cousin of the Wuhou clan of Xiangzhou Town who was killed by Li Qingchen, after hearing this, he felt the most resentful.

"Bastard, how dare you insult my Xiangzhou Town Martial Arts, if I don't break your body into thousands of pieces today, I will be in vain!"

Another Sanpin martial artist named Mu Dong, is Liang Yong's best friend, although he is not from Xiangzhou, he has served in the Xiangzhou Town Martial Arts Division for many years, and he is also proud to be the Wuhou of Xiangzhou Town, and he can't help but scold at the moment: "Thief, you are really a big dog!"

Because the river was frozen and the passenger ships were blocked, they could only be caught by Mu Dong and flew in the air, and then the Yellow Turban, a four-rank martial artist who was randomly thrown at the dock, was too late, but at the moment, they didn't care about the mission goal of their trip, but immediately panicked and sent a message to the top: "Two seniors, there are people from the True Martial Palace!"

The tone was flustered, and there was even a hint of obvious fear in it, but this was a genuine fourth-grade martial artist, and he was also the martial marquis of their Xiangzhou Town Martial Division!

But he can't blame him for being so cowardly, because the True Martial Palace has already made a name for itself before the Battle of Chang'an, especially the casualty report on Chang'an, which has spread to the remaining eighteen Zhen Martial Divisions, and now everyone already knows the terrifying strength of the True Martial Palace, those martial artists of Xiangzhou Town Martial Arts Division can say some cool things in front of Shen Jianxin, but once they really bump into the people of the True Martial Palace, they will still subconsciously feel afraid.

In this battle alone, the famous Chang'an Town Wusi was directly defeated by nearly seventy percent of its combat strength, and even the Shifang Town Demon Prison, which had never had any major chaos in one hundred and fifty years, was completely destroyed, and the Xuanjia Army stationed in the capital suffered heavy losses.

The two third-grade martial marquis of Xiangzhou Zhenwusi, Liang Yong and Mu Dong looked down, and immediately noticed the people of the Zhenwu Hall headed by Zhao Jin, and in an instant, a dilemma was placed in front of them, should they first arrest the murderer who made them run thousands of miles before finally catching up, or should they fulfill their responsibilities as the Wuhou of Zhenwu Division, and first target the Zhenwu Palace, which was ordered to kill by the Daluo Imperial Court?

For this kind of problem, Liang Yong didn't think about it for too long, he had already made his choice, and immediately gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice to Mu Dong beside him: "Regardless of them, kill this madman first!"

Not to mention that compared to the two, the True Martial Palace is obviously not easy to mess with, and secondly, their Xiangzhou Town Martial Arts lost face at the hands of that kid, and their Liang family also died at the hands of that kid, so no matter what you say, you should target him first!

As long as a person has made a choice, he will naturally find countless reasons to convince himself that he is right.

As he spoke, Liang Yong was like a big bird hunting for food, and swooped down towards Li Qingchen, his hands were linked, and their Liang family's ancestral soul-sewitching claws were unleashed with all their might, and in an instant, there were countless breathtaking claw shadows accompanied by bursts of ghost crying wolf howls, enveloping Li Qingchen's whole body, vowing to capture him in one fell swoop!

The Soul Snatching Claw is the same as the Heavenly Death Fist Method, both belong to the category of skills, not the method of guiding people's cultivation, Liang Yong is the cultivation of the three products, which is suitable for the performance of this Xuanpin mastery, and its essence is perfectly brought into play.

God and claw together, mind and thought melt, claw shadow flying, suddenly illusion of infinite ghosts, ghosts cry wolf howl, hook the soul, ordinary martial artists just look at it, the mind will be hooked away, the spirit is in a trance, standing in place, can only be slaughtered, this is not a determined person can not resist it!

"Good time!"

Li Qingchen was not afraid, but shouted loudly, and when he raised his hand, a world-burning demon flame greeted him overwhelmingly.

Although Liang Yong had heard his surviving nephew say that he knew that this black flame that looked as sticky as mud was very powerful, he thought that with his strength in entering the three grades, there was no need to be afraid at all, so he didn't even hide, and actually planned to directly tear apart the raging fire in front of him with his claw shadow.

"Open!"

Liang Yong let out a loud shout, and the infinite claw shadow inserted into the overwhelming viscous black flame in front of him, and suddenly brought a burst of roar, which was the sound produced by the collision of the true qi of the two sides.

After all, the Burning World Demon Flame was still the same level of true fire as Nanming's fire, and once the white ghost shadows around the claw shadow touched it, it was like a natural enemy, and they were all burned to ashes screaming, and they couldn't shake the hearts of the people around them at all.

However, the full strength of a third-rank martial artist still broke out the black flames in front of him, and the raging flames like a curtain were torn apart by the layers of claw shadows, but before Liang Yong could be happy for too long, a fist full of murderous aura instantly pierced out of the flames, and punched him in the jaw, knocking him a foot above the ground.

Li Qingchen directly knocked away the remaining black flame in front of him, and then stretched out his hand and grabbed Liang Yong's right leg, and the ink-black Burning World Demon Flame instantly began to spread along his arm to the opponent's body, but at this critical moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded next to him, and then he saw a round and flawless sword light, slashing towards the place where he must be saved.

Li Qingchen frowned slightly, and as a last resort, he had to let go of Liang Yong first, and then jumped back violently, dodging the blow when he couldn't make a move, the brilliant sword light split, and the ground below was instantly broken in half by the sword qi, and the cracked gap even spread ten zhang away, until the feet of everyone in the True Martial Palace could not be stopped, and this power can be seen.

Seeing that he was about to be wheeled by two third-grade martial artists, Li Qingchen's face did not see the slightest fear, but at this moment, he still had the leisure to laugh and said: "Waste is waste, and even if the two of you cultivate to the realm of first-grade in the future, it will also be waste, just by virtue of you, you can also be worthy of the word 'Zhenwu'?"

Holding a scimitar in the Western Regions, Mu Dong, who had two moustaches, didn't say a word, but chased Li Qingchen again, the sword light was like a full moon, flawless, and like raindrops, impermeable, and splashed towards him, and for a while, the field was completely shrouded by the knife light he slashed out.

Li Qingchen not only did not retreat, but took a step forward, and then twisted his waist and punched, yelling in his mouth.

"Heaven and earth are gone, and all living beings are dying together!"

I think that this Heavenly Death Fist is actually just a Xuanpin Peerless Technique, and it is also a chicken rib that is spurned by the rest of the martial arts, but it falls into his hands, and after almost improving, it has far exceeded the power of Xuanpin Peerless Learning.

Although Li Qingchen never thought that he was a martial arts genius, he was actually very good at learning the essence from others and quickly integrating it, and he already had the atmosphere of a true grandmaster.

What is a Grandmaster?

For them, the law of the world can not be turned into their own use, turning stones into gold, and they can turn decay into magic at will, even if it is just an insignificant yellow product stunt, in their hands, they can also burst out without losing the power of the earth, this is the real great master!

This Heavenly Death Boxing Method was integrated by him into a trace of boxing intent learned from Yuan Lao, coupled with the continuous breakthrough of his own understanding, at this time it has completely surpassed its original realm, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a brand new mastery!

A punch was thrown, the world was turned upside down, and a terrifying scene of the coming of the end shrouded the field, and the means of conjuring up the true meaning of the punch to affect the opponent was an out-and-out three-grade meteorology, Li Qingchen already knew in his heart that he was only one step away, and he was about to break through to the realm of the four-grade mastery.

Li Qingchen's eyes were out of focus, and his mind was completely immersed in the artistic conception of the evolution of the Heavenly Death Fist, forgetting everything around him.

There is no self, no invincible, no beings, no heaven and earth, he is just in the chaos, practicing what he has learned, and that's it!

A heavy fist intent from the overturning of the earth, the collapse of the heavens, the fall of the gods, and the sorrow of all living beings flowed through his whole body, this fist intent was so strong that even the Burning World Demon Flame was all pressed back into his body, Li Qingchen's eyes were blank, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, it was the heartfelt pleasure generated by deepening the comprehension of martial arts, even if after this punch, he was also killed by the power of the backlash, and he had no regrets!

This is the morning news, and you can die at night!

The spirit of Li Qingchen's whole body has been condensed in one punch!

His fist doesn't look big, but it seems to have shrouded the whole world, to completely shatter this side of the world, back to chaos, what a terrible atmosphere, Mu Dong, who faced this punch head-on, showed a shocked look on his face, and even the knife momentum under his hand couldn't help but slow down a little.

"Click!"

Li Qingchen's right fist easily shattered the heavy sword light in front of him, and smashed into Mu Dong's heart together with the blade of the full moon scimitar held in Mu Dong's hand.

Time seems to slow down.

The scimitar shattered, and Mu Dong then spurted out a mouthful of red blood, but it was instantly evaporated by the rising fist intent, and a large piece of his chest was sunken, and he had no power to resist, but at this moment, Liang Yong, who was punched by Li Qingchen in the chin, finally came to his senses, and did not choose to sneak attack Li Qingchen, but sacrificed himself to crash into his old friend, and after knocking Mu Dong away, he endured the rest of the fist intent by himself.

"Click!"

After a soft sound, the world in front of him shattered like a mirror, and then returned to its original state in an instant, and everyone woke up in an instant, only to realize that the terrible scene they had just seen was just an illusion evolved by the opponent's fist intent.