It's just a move, but both sides have already tested the approximate strength of the other.

What makes people feel helpless is that Rao is also a third-grade martial artist, but this green-robed, extremely conspicuous Lu Cun Xingjun is undoubtedly much stronger than Lao Wang, and it is precisely because of the gap that he can see, so another third-rank martial artist who is also from the martial arts division of Chang'an Town hurriedly coordinated the attack.

Different from the old king's imperial envoy's long-distance attack, this person is obviously better at hand-to-hand combat where fists and feet intersect, his body is vigorous, like the swimming dragon, and his fist intent is all hidden in one place, without revealing at all, it seems to be ordinary, but in fact, it carries the power of ten thousand jun's punches, and suddenly hits the indifferent Lu Cun Xingjun.

Born with a pair of blue eyes and a strange appearance, Lu Cun Xingjun pointed forward with one hand, and his tone was extremely calm.

"Flowing sand, funeral!"

Lao Wang, who was still fighting with the quicksand, instantly showed a shocked face, only to see that from the dark green robe of Lu Cun Xingjun, there seemed to be endless sand and gravel flowing out, like that big river, gathered together, and washed towards himself!

A piece of quicksand trapped his strongest sword soul, how could the power of this quicksand river be small, not to mention whether other fourth-grade martial marquis with low cultivation could withstand it, there were still so many ordinary people who needed their distraction and protection, how could this be good?

"Kill!"

Lao Wang roared, he didn't dare to leave his hand anymore, and the eighteen soldiers and souls of his cultivation were dispatched with all his might, and in an instant, the sword light and sword shadows, and the axes all came out, all of them slashed towards Nalu Cun Xingjun, and the murderous aura of the blade was pervasive, striving to make the other party no longer able to exert this large-scale divine power with all his heart.

But he didn't want to, the arrogant Lu Cun Xingjun didn't even look at the eighteen soldier souls, but just pointed forward with one finger, and the mighty quicksand river washed directly over, and the sand was like a waterfall, watering!

At this moment, in the side of the martial arts division of Chang'an Town, there was suddenly a bright sword light blooming, and the world was dark, and everyone turned their heads together, but they saw that Pei Min finally reached out and pulled out the sharp sword that had never been unsheathed.

Not only that, Pei Min's sword eyebrows were upside down, and a mysterious power suddenly swept over, it was the heaven-sent martial power that he had awakened!

"Stop!"

It is completely different from the technique of fixing the body that Ma Mian used to connect with his spirit in the cave and perform on Wei Tuo, this trick is a realm that can only be used by truly mastering a trace of the supreme power of heaven and earth, and it is already a realm that ordinary people can easily touch.

I saw that the quicksand river, which was originally like a burst of embankment, suddenly stopped, gravel, and the grains were distinct, and the Lu Cun Xingjun, who had been inseparable since he appeared, and bound the sword soul of the old king with one hand, also stood in place, still maintaining the previous posture in front of one finger, motionless, as if it was a completely static painting, and even his expression had not changed, but except for him, the others were not affected by this.

Where do the martial marquis of Chang'an Town care about the rest, hurry up and kill with all your might!

They all know the truth of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, as long as they can kill this green-robed child, the current situation will naturally be solved, without these three-grade martial artists in the middle, and the other two are only four-grade, what big waves can be stirred?

Including Lao Wang, Pei Min, and Devonina, two third-grade and seven fourth-grade, all of them were killed with all their strength, just imagine that even if Pei Min didn't use such a domineering and incomprehensible heaven-sent martial arts, this group of people would be enough to kill a third-grade martial artist under the combined efforts, so how could Lu Cun Xingjun resist it?

Soldier Soul, Killing Fist, Sword Qi, Cold Qi。。。。。。

Nine completely different forces were killed together, and seeing that the Lu Cun Xingjun who was fixed by Pei Min was about to die on the spot, but the Zhenwu Hall was not a vegetarian here, and Ling Yueyan, who had been watching and did not intervene, took the lead in throwing out a thing, but it was a star map drawn on a parchment scroll, and I saw that the treasure suddenly rose in the wind, like a canopy of heaven and fell towards the people of Chang'an Division, but in this moment, the distance that was originally close at hand suddenly became far away from the sky, beyond the reach of human beings.

At the same time, the middle-aged man with a languishing face and a sickly look also revealed his pale hands that had been hidden behind him, and he only shook his body slightly, and there were thick black smoke emitted from the holes of his body.

The head has two horns, the back has six wings, and the mouth is divided into eight petals, spreading the plague, it is for the pestilence!

Lu Qi's cultivation of the "Plague God Serious Disease Sutra" is a real earthly divine skill, and it has even reached the level of a half-step true scripture, otherwise he would not be able to get that "scripture" word, even if he only gets the first half of this divine skill, it still does not hinder the terrifying power it exerts.

This "Plague God Serious Disease Sutra" is already good at group battles, and it is the best time to use it at this moment.

Although he Lu Qi didn't dare to offend the little master in Luoyang City, and even didn't dare to target Zhang Zang when he heard that person was his subordinate, this did not mean that he was a weakling, on the contrary, those who could rank among the star officials of the True Martial Palace were all extremely powerful martial artists, all of whom had unique skills, and they were definitely not comparable to martial artists of the same level.

The mighty black smoke covered the sky, and the whole world seemed to be dimmed.

He doesn't care about the dispersion of his true qi, because these insects are living creatures in his body, but they can be regarded as dead creatures like true qi, as long as these plague insects are not all dead, and even he can use these plague insects to reshape his body for himself and completely turn into a human plague god, which is a top-level peerless ability, and it is no wonder that he is confident that as long as he doesn't run into some freaks, even if he can't beat it, he can always run, but after the vitality is seriously injured, it takes a long time to recover.

Ordinary people can only let out futile cries of terror when they see the black smoke covering their heads, but their mouth will only allow the plague to enter their bodies more smoothly.

But after the plague insect enters the body, ordinary people are almost changing their faces at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the earliest healthy ruddy, to malnourished sallow, then the pale of serious illness, then a strange purple, and finally a dead black, not only that, but the whole person also appeared on the body of countless terrible spots and pustules, and the body is also emaciated at a visible speed, until the final breath, only a dozen breaths in the middle, but suffered endless pain.

Lu Qi didn't mind killing these ordinary people who didn't know martial arts at all, because spreading plague and dispersing diseases everywhere was the best way to practice this peerless school, and he used to be afraid of being targeted by the people of the Zhenwu Division, so he didn't dare to walk around the plague, and then let the all-powerful True Martial Hall Lord perform the "Plague God Great Disease Sutra" for himself The second half of the Zhenwu Palace, but was ordered not to use it at will, and now that he finally got a chance, he naturally had to use his magic powers, not only to make the people of Chang'an Town Wusi tired, but also for his own cultivation.

A large number of plague insects fell, not to mention these ordinary people who didn't know how to practice at all, even martial artists like Shen Jianxin who had cultivated in their bodies were shocked.

Those below the sixth rank, who have not cultivated the True Qi to protect the body, even if they try to seal the Seven Apertures, they still can't stop these pestilence insects from burrowing into their bodies, because they can't seal all their orifices, and these pestilence insects, which are so small that they can barely be seen, can penetrate from all parts of their bodies, even through their pores, and then begin to wreak havoc on their bodies, absorb the power of their body's qi and blood, and thrive.

Although the warriors of the middle and third grades can use their own true qi to block it out, but it is not a long-term solution after all, only a person like Zhang Zangxiang's first-class and extremely mellow true qi can resist for a long time without worrying, and his physical body is tough, and it is not something that these plague insects can break at will, if Lu Qi does not deliberately target it, Zhang Zangxiang does not need to worry about it at all, but even if it is his dragon elephant Panruogong, he can't disperse these tens of millions of plague insects.

Lu Qi is a martial artist at the peak of the fourth grade, these plague insects all have a trace of spirituality, know how to dodge, this is like a person's strength, it is impossible to break the invisible smoke, even if the other party is dispersed for a moment, the other party can still condense and attack again, unless it is to fight up the true qi of the whole body, and finish the battle, in order to really kill these plague insects.

But that's just drinking to quench his thirst, because even if he does, what he consumes is just a part of Lu Qi's true qi, as long as someone dies, these plague insects will naturally reproduce with the help of corpses, absorb the power of qi and blood to grow a few bodies, and become more and more, in other words, as long as there are ordinary people here for him to breed plague insects, and the other party can't directly kill his body, then he is invincible.

This is the "Plague God Serious Disease Sutra", but anyone who cultivates this mastery, all of them are plague gods, and they don't know how much killing karma they have to create in their lives, as long as they start a start, if no one stops them, it will soon be a catastrophe that will sweep thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and it is normal for a village to have ten rooms and nine emptiness, and its lethality is even more terrible than that of a first-class martial artist, so Lu Qi has already been listed as a must-kill person in the Medicine King Valley early.

However, there were more than these groups of people present, among the ruins of the ring below, Li Qingchen and Yang Chen were still fighting.

Li Qingchen, who had been entangled by Yang Chen, was completely crazy, and the crimson flames became more and more viscous, as if they were transforming from simple flames to magma, especially after falling on those hard diamonds, they did not go out directly, but burned more and more, as soon as those plague insects approached, they would scream and flee, as if they couldn't bear the burning force at all.

"Huh?"

Lu Qi looked down, and immediately showed surprise, first subconsciously looked up at the people of the Zhenwu Division who were blocked by the star map, thought about it, and no longer cared about them, but with a wave of his hand, a dark green poisonous light sinisterly killed Li Qingchen with his back to him.