Chapter 37:
The moment the teacup was put down, outside the camp master's mansion, on the long street, blood filled the air, corpses everywhere!
Xu Qing figure like a tiger, wherever he passes by, it is touched by the blood splattered, the ground blood scar spread, shocking, all the way to go, all the way to kill!
And in front of him, one by one, the guards of the camp master's mansion, from all around the rush to come, there are dozens of strangers dressed in black, they are from the caravan of cultivators.
Both sides were aiming for the same thing, both were Xu Qing.
As he continued to approach, a wind blew, blowing up the hair in front of Xu Qing, he simply put his somewhat unaccustomed longsword behind his back, dagger in hand, the whole person seemed to merge into the wind, heading straight for a caravan cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Condensation in front of him.
In a flash of staggering, heads flew up!
Between the spilling of blood, more black-clothed men and guards rushed up.
Xu Qing looked at these convoy cultivators and drifted off for a moment as he recalled that the Lei Team had indeed gone out to buy ingredients that day on the day this convoy had arrived, only to return soon after.
Obviously it was that day that he had seen the enemy, all to leave early.
Xu Qing was silent, his killing intent intensified, his speed fully exploded, not dodging, but charging head on.
In the distance, on the eaves, stood two people.
This duo was an old man and a middle-aged man, the old man was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, the middle-aged man was dressed in a strong suit, the former stood with his back hands, coldly looking at the scene on the street.
The latter sat there, biting a sinewy rope in his mouth, and when you looked closely, it was the bowstring of the cross.
The bowstring of the cross was extraordinary, ordinary iron weapons were difficult to chop off the slightest bit, but in this person's mouth, it was bitten off one by one.
"Kind of interesting, like me both are body refining, but he's only at the 6th or 7th layer, he should be a bit more fun than that person with the cross scar on his face."
"Are you coming or am I coming?" The old man asked calmly.
"This is your Vajra Sect's range, and that camp master is your Vajra Sect's Elder, so of course you, the Vajra Sect's newly promoted Elder, will come." The middle-aged spat out saliva with tendon segments and laughed harshly.
As the two were talking, a boom came from the long street, and even more dismal screams echoed out between them, the seven or eight guards and black-clothed men who had surrounded Xu Qing, all of them fell back.
One by one, their bodies staggered, blood spurting out in large gulps, each of their bodies suffering from fatal injuries, they fell to the ground, revealing Xu Qing, who had stepped out from amongst the surroundings of their corpses!
A tumbled fur coat stained by an unknown amount of blood, a pair of straw shoes soaked to black, a head of long hair swaying in the wind, and a pair ...... of eyes as cold as those of a lone wolf.
His right hand hangs down, and the dagger he holds has blood flowing down the blade at the moment, dropping drop by drop on the dirt.
The seven or eight corpses around him, each died in a miserable state, not that Xu Qing had abused them, but but all the wounds at the vital points were miserable.
And Xu Qing's strikes were predominantly killing, with no superfluous movements, so it made those scavengers who saw this scene, have their hearts and minds appalled once again.
Without bothering to look at those corpses, Xu Qing's face was expressionless, the only thing that filled his eyes with blood intent as he stepped on the dirt and flew forward.
The target was precisely the camp master's mansion that was still more than three hundred feet away from him.
As he approached, the camp master's mansion in front of the only remaining more than a dozen caravan of black-robed people and several camp master guards have been horrified trembling, instinctively backward.
And Xu Qing also raised his head after speeding a few steps, looking towards the two figures at the distant roof.
The aura of these two people was the strongest he had ever felt on his way here, and at the same time, they were also the two strongest of the enemies he was facing today.
Xu Qing is very clear, today's situation, once you choose to strike, you have to ...... kill in the end, and the location where they are located is the path to the camp master's mansion.
So after he walked out a few steps, he lifted his left hand and hooked it slightly towards the two people on the roof.
"Arrogant!" The blue-robed old man narrowed his eyes, a cold aura flashed in his eyes, his body swayed, and as the wind picked up under his feet, he actually stepped into the air directly from the eaves of the house towards Xu Qing here!
This scene, watching those guards and black-robed men, as well as the scavengers in the back, had their hearts wildly shaken, in their cognizance, only those who were strong in Foundation Establishment could step into the air.
And Foundation Establishment, for them, is basically the same as the immortals in the sky.
Many people had never seen one in their lives, and it could even be said that a Foundation Establishment powerhouse could basically become an ancestor within a small clan or family such as the Vajra Sect.
This blue-robed old man, obviously couldn't be a Foundation Establishment, he had only just stepped into the 80th percentile of Qi Condensation.
His air stepping was just a trick, related to his own wind art, it had no real combat value, and could not last too long, it was just a gimmick.
But to the onlookers, the shock brought by this scene could still shock the mind.
But Xu Qing didn't bother, almost at the moment when the other party stepped into the air and arrived, he secretly waved the poisonous powder around, and his body rushed out even more instantaneously.
The speed was so fast that the ground left a residual shadow, and in an instant, when the blue-robed old man's face changed greatly, Xu Qing had already appeared in front of him.
Directly, a fist blasted out, the Kuai shadow appeared on his fist, emitting a silent roar, making the old man who was in mid-air, wanting to dodge somewhat unhurriedly, could only hastily pinch and form a protection.
Its protection shattered inch by inch with a bang, and even the body of this old man, was also knocked backwards by Xu Qing's punch, and even more, the black iron signatures transformed into sharp flashes, and went straight after the old man with a whistling sound.
Bang.
The black iron signature was blocked by a shield.
With the shield in pieces, the power of the iron stick also dissipated, revealing the blue-robed old man behind the shield spewing out blood, extremely wretched.
The old man's face was unsightly as he was about to open his mouth, but the expressionless Xu Qing's right foot stepped on the ground, his body approaching once again with a boom.
The old man's eyes contracted, anger filled the air, and when his hands were violently raised, there was a fierce wind that instantly appeared around him, sweeping in all directions.
He even violently sucked, immediately those winds gushed into his mouth, so that his face red, his eyes also revealed a cruel and sadistic intent, just about to open his mouth to spit out.
But the next instant, his face changed violently, his eyes were bulging, his skin was dark to the naked eye, signs of poisoning appeared, and his body trembled strongly.
"You ......"
Not waiting for him to finish his words, Xu Qing, who did not pause for half a second, had approached in a flash.
The dagger in his hand glowed red under its speed, as if it was burning, resembling a branding iron, and slashed fiercely across the old man's neck.
Blood gushed out, screaming miserably, his head was even gripped by Xu Qing's left hand, and directly separated from his body as he traveled forward.
This was all too fast!
In the next instant, Xu Qing had already thrown the greenish-purple poisonous head in his hand towards the middle-aged man who was standing up on the roof at the moment, his face extremely ugly, his eyes even carrying a strong scorn.
He then raised his left hand and hooked it towards him in the same manner as before.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Scavengers or not, guards or not, as well as those caravan people, have all mind set off monstrous waves, one by one dumbfounded, more indescribable trembling, surfaced the whole body.
"Too ...... too strong ......"
"Is it poison?...... Good strong poison!" Among the scavengers, someone murmured in a trembling voice.
The middle-aged man on the roof was breathing heavily.
"Are all the Vajra Sect losers, when they do it, they actually have to show off!!!"
He knew very well that the blue-robed old man couldn't be so weak, the other party's wind technique was amazing, but the mistake was that he lost his headstart by stepping on the air's showing off, and underestimated the enemy's failure to notice the presence of poison, and actually took the initiative to suck in a bellyful of it.
In the final analysis, it was the comfort of the sect cultivators that made them far less ruthless and resourceful than the scavengers honed under the struggle for survival.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged immediately took out seven or eight antidote and avoidance pills from his body and swallowed them in one gulp.
Afterwards, he clenched his teeth fiercely, and a clicking sound came out from his whole body.
His already sturdy body, which had become even stronger at this moment, took big steps and directly leapt up from the eaves of the house, as if he were a hawk, rushing towards Xu Qing.
Xu Qing lowered his head, the black hair in front of him covering his eyes as his body sped as it did, getting closer and closer to his enemy.
Until the next instant, their figures erupted in speed at the same time, directly colliding together.
With a boom, the middle-aged there's entire body shook, his complexion revealing an even stronger horror, the hair in front of Xu Qing was lifted up by the impacting wind, revealing the sharp eyes in his bloodshot eyes.
He felt the amazing power from the other party, but it was still not as good as his own, and his recovery was stronger, at this moment, the killing chance in his eyes erupted, the power in his body burst up, and once again, he punched!
The battle between refining bodies was simple and brutal.
They were constantly touching each other on this long street.
While the roar spread in all directions, the impact also caused a house to collapse.
Gradually that middle-aged cultivator was breathing heavily, his face was pale, his body was trembling, his veins bulged all over his body, and his eyes were filled with blood, unable to hide the fear and despair in his heart.
Strength and speed, he was not as good as Xu Qing, not to mention the recovery power.
So the whole process was just more than thirty breaths, and his fist directly collapsed, bloody and blurred.
His arm couldn't withstand it either, it was devastated by the strong force from Xu Qing, and it was torn apart, blood and broken bones scattered, and in a miserable scream, Xu Qing's body leapt, and his knee slammed hard against this middle-aged man's forehead.
With a bang, the sound of bone and flesh crushing replaced the miserable scream, the latter's voice ended abruptly, dying of gas.
Xu Qing did not look at a glance, his eyes were still intense killing, stepping on the middle aged fallen body, leaping up, and going straight to ...... the camp master s mansion!
The guards outside the camp master's mansion and those in the caravan, at this moment, have long been shocked and scared out of their wits.
Seeing the blood covered ferocious no such thing as a demonic god rushed to Xu Qing, the intention of survival is greater than everything, also do not know who the first four scattered to escape, in the blink of an eye they are all dispersed.
So in the entire camp are converging over the scavengers, shocked to the extreme gaze, Xu Qing s figure set off the wind whistling, straight to ...... the gate of the camp main house.
And just at the moment of his proximity, the gate collapsed with a bang, and as it split apart from the inside out, a fist stretched out, and Xu Qing, who had arrived, directly came into contact with it.
With a loud boom, Xu Qing's body fell back for the first time.
Taking three steps back, he raised his head, his hawk-like eyes, coldly staring at the battalion master who was wearing a golden robe with an extremely ugly face, who had stepped out from within the shattered gate at this moment.
And behind him, wearing brocade clothes mean-looking gloomy old man!
In the old man's hands, he was clearly carrying a figure that Xu Qing was familiar with!
The moment he saw that figure, Xu Qing's body shook violently, and indescribable emotions roiled strongly in his heart.
That was, Team Lei.
Dying.
