Li Qing really had no patience to make a move with these thirteen people, and made a false move, a leap, and a tap of his toes on one person's shoulder, jumping out of the circle surrounded by everyone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The momentum sank suddenly, "Fusion of the Meaning Law, Collapse!" The powerful momentum surged out like a mountain and a sea, knocking down thirteen people with one move, and ten of them died directly.

Li Qing stepped on the chest of the person who still had one breath left, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you from, and who instructed today's incident?"

The seriously injured person, with unyielding on his face, obviously did not intend to inform Li Qing. The two injured people next to them also laughed miserably, and they all looked like they were at home.

One person said: "I didn't expect that a ruthless person like you appeared in the younger generation, and you can defeat all of us with one move, but no one can stop the great cause of this sect." After the man finished speaking, he directly picked up the sword and committed suicide, and the other two didn't say half a word of nonsense, they all committed suicide in retrograde anger.

"What a good dead man. Li Qing said, looking at these people, sometimes he also wants to form a force of his own, and now he is qualified with his force.

On the other side, Pan Xun'er and the black-clothed swordsman were still inseparable.

Li Qing stared at the battle between the two, although his strength was stronger than the two of them, he found that he could still learn a lot from their battle.

Pan Xun'er's shooting is characterized by a "phantom" word, and it is also a "real" word, just like the three points of the move, a real gun shadow is actually its own weapon, and the other two are condensed in one breath, most people will think that only one of the three gun shadows is real, so they are hit. Li Qing also practiced Pan Xun'er's marksmanship, but his marksmanship has not yet reached Pan Xun'er's level. Therefore, watching Pan Xun'er fight will still help him improve his martial arts.

Another black-clothed swordsman's swordsmanship focuses on the word "change", he has already drawn out the short blade on his waist, the two swords are one long and one short, and at the same time they make infinite changes, such as clouds dancing in the wind, white clouds and dogs, all changes in an instant.

Looking at it, Li Qing couldn't help but open up his fusion method, if Pan Xun'er's marksmanship was combined with the black-clothed swordsman's second sword flow, he held a long spear in one hand and a short gun in the other, and the two martial arts would complement each other's strengths, and the power would inevitably increase greatly!

Soon, Pan Xun'er made a move to return to the long arc and defeated the black-clothed swordsman.

Li Qing walked over, kicked away the opponent's sword, tore off the opponent's masked black cloth, and said lukewarmly: "There are two hits, can you last so long, let's say, what's the way?"

The black-clothed swordsman was the coachman who shed the golden cicada at the post station last time.

The other party looked ashamed, regardless of the pain, and slapped Li Qing with the only remaining strength.

Li Qing didn't dodge, a dark blue thunderbolt burst out from his body, and with a "bang" he shook the other party's poor palm, and shook his head contemptuously, meaning that you and I are far behind.

The black-clothed swordsman naturally saw that there was a cultivator in front of him, and he was a peer, but his martial arts attainments were far superior to him, and his self-confidence was greatly hit at once, and he only felt that he was living without a face, and his luck was about to commit suicide.

Li Qing naturally found it and slapped it directly, dissipating the other party's only true qi, and said with a hippie smile: "Want to die? Don't be so unproductive, it's not too late for the so-called gentleman to take revenge for ten years, today you answer my question honestly, go back alive and work hard, and it is not impossible to reach my height by then." ”

The black-clothed swordsman has always been looked up to in the same door, how arrogant he is, and now he was slapped by Li Qing at will, and he was immediately ashamed and indignant, especially Li Qing, who looked like a stinky and shameless person, slapped him and smiled at him, it was really a shame to lose to this kind of goods.

He finally couldn't help it, no longer silent, and scolded: "Your mother, Lao Tzu killed you!"

"Smack!" As soon as the black-clothed swordsman finished scolding, Li Qing slapped him with his backhand, and his voice was crisp and loud. praised him: "Yes, you should have such ambition, say which force you come from, and I will let you go and give you a chance to take revenge." ”

The black-clothed swordsman looked at the two red handprints on his face, looked at Li Qing angrily, and said, "Daxia Moganshan! ”

"Oh. "Smack!" Li Qing slapped the other party again, looked at the black-clothed swordsman with a swollen face and smiled: "Who allowed you to shout." After saying that, he lifted the other side and swept towards the empty side.

Pan Xun'er followed and said, "What are you doing, we can't help the monk." ”

Li Qing's voice sank, and he said seriously: "You can't watch him die, this person has such cultivation at a young age, he must be an important disciple of Moganshan, maybe he can be used as a bargaining chip." Li Qing didn't let Pan Xun'er leave first, because he knew that the other party would definitely follow him.

For some reason, after using a combined shot with Pan Xun'er, the two seemed to have a clear understanding.

Although Likong is the host of Puyin Temple, and his Buddhist martial arts have reached the peak, it is still difficult to defeat three with one, and his body like a golden-bodied Arhat has also begun to be covered with scars.

Li Qing saw a monk not far away in a coma, it was Yuanhua, Li Qing was a little puzzled, Likong had already agreed to exchange relics for Yuanhua, why did this transaction not succeed, what happened in the middle or these people are insatiable and have other requirements?

Li Qing looked at it and didn't care that everyone present was a master of the Transformation Realm, and shouted directly: "Which one is from Moganshan, do you want the disciple's life?"

A swordsman who besieged the air immediately turned his head to look at Li Qing, and when he saw the black-clothed swordsman who was being carried like a dead dog, his face instantly turned blue, and he said in a deep voice: "Stop!"

A big man with thick eyebrows and thick hair was immediately dissatisfied, "Mo Qingtian, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Qingtian of Mogan Mountain in Great Xia narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "My apprentice is in his hands. ”

"Jie Ji, the disciple can be collected again when he dies, there are not many chances to kill the empty, this monk's blood is the blood of Buddhism, there is already a trace of Donkey Kong's physique, I only need his blood." A crane-haired and childish-looking, but yin and yang weird demon said.

Li Qing's sword around the neck of the black-clothed swordsman tightened a little, and sneered: "Mo Qingtian, right, the disciple can indeed accept another one, but a good disciple is one in ten thousand, and it is not so easy for you to find another inheritor of the mantle when you are old." ”

Dahan and Demon Dao stared at Li Qing with their eyebrows locked, how could they not be in a hurry, they could stabilize the air with three hits and one, if they burned Mo Qingtian, two against one, they would definitely not be able to stay empty.

After all, Mo Qingtian was the lord of one party, and after thinking about it for a while, he planned to abandon his apprentice and help kill Kong, which was his agreement with that person.

Li Qing also found that the signs were slowly wrong, and he was worried that this time he made a mistake, and the consequence was that they would all die here.

Suddenly, a voice came from somewhere in Dongjipo, "Leave the relics and let them go." ”

Hearing this voice, Mo Qingtian and the three of them all looked stunned. Especially the demon dao, his face twitched.