Chapter 300 Mysterious Swordsman

"Mysterious swordsman?" Qianshan Hou's face did not change, and he said lightly: "Is it a stranger, or who?"

"It's not a foreigner. This person specially picked the monks in the cultivation world to start. The true martial arts who died in his hands during this time are probably no less than a thousand people, but they are extremely powerful and have strange whereabouts, which has caused a lot of movement."

"Check it out, and if it doesn't work for us, get rid of it."

The Marquis of Qianshan gave the order directly.

Now Qianshan Mansion can't be chaotic, at least the place under his jurisdiction can't be chaotic.

Any unstable factors must be removed.

And when Qianshanhou's order was passed on.

In a mountain gate.

The strong smell of blood and the sound of fighting continued to come.

A large number of corpses lay on the ground, and the blood even infected the ground.

Even if a group of corpses disappeared every once in a while, it was far from being able to erase this bloody scene.

boom! boom!

Three terrifying figures are rapidly confronting each other.

Suddenly.

A violent gust of wind surged up from the ground, and then turned into a chaotic blade that burst into the sky, and immediately it was a shrill scream, and one of the figures was broken into pieces in the terrifying chaotic blade.

As for the other person, he also screamed, and his body retreated frantically.

It's just that he just retreated.

There are thousands of chaotic blades condensed, turned into a sword like a long rainbow, and it was directly chopped down.

Swah——

As soon as the outer Astral Qi rose, it was already shattered.

When the knife was cut down, the whole person volleyed into two halves and fell.

So far.

There is no one alive in this sect.

Peng Qing stood on the ground full of blood, his expression was indifferent, the long knife in his hand was as red as blood at this moment, and terrifying power emanated from it.

Subsequently.

Glancing at his task, he muttered to himself.

"Five thousand seven hundred and eighty-one, soon, it won't take long for this task to be completed!"

Immediately after.

He glanced at the many corpses on the ground, simply scraped some of the most valuable ones, and then turned to leave.

Battle of the Undead Plains.

Peng Qing had planned to find an opportunity to grab this head.

As a result, Qin Shujian exposed his identity as the Grand Master of Formation Dao, which shocked him directly, and also scared the knife slave in the ring to urge him to leave quickly.

Because of this.

Peng Qing can also be considered to have seen what it is that there are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

After leaving the Undead Plains.

Dao Slave even felt that it was not safe, so he directly let him leave the scope of Beiyun Mansion and enter other places to hunt and kill cultivators of the True Martial Realm to complete the follow-up inheritance task.

And with the killing of more and more monks.

Peng Qing's strength is also getting stronger and stronger.

until now.

He has already stepped into the realm of the second level of Lingwu, and is in the middle stage of the spiritual realm. He is only one step away from entering the peak of the spiritual realm, and then reaches the threshold of the Yukong realm.

Peng Qing is basically certain.

Among the players, his realm is already one of the best.

With the increase in strength.

Hunting monks has become much, much easier.

get to now.

He is not only as simple as hunting the real martial realm, some weaker spiritual monks have also become the target of hunting.

A spiritual monk.

Equivalent to ten true martial cultivators.

And the experience value given is also a lot.

When conditions permit, Peng Qing is even more willing to hunt such existences.

in the ring.

The voice of Dao Slave came out: "Blade of Weeping Blood is already a half-step tool, as long as you kill a few more monks in the spiritual realm, you can restore it to the ranks of Taoist tools, and then use the power of Taoist tools. , with your current strength.

As long as there is no Taoist weapon in hand, the Great Monk of the Sacred Realm is also not your opponent. "

"Is the Taoist really that strong?"

"That's natural. The Taoist weapon is a divine weapon that touches the power of heaven and earth. Its power is unpredictable. If you want to compete with the Taoist weapon, you may not be able to do it even if you reach the divine martial state."

heard.

Peng Qing looked at the Weeping Blood Blade in his hand, and his eyes flickered.

on the knife.

Half of the blood-colored Daoyin has condensed.

above the mark.

It also exuded an aura that made him shudder.

For swordsmen.

Peng Qing basically had no doubts.

From getting the ring to now, the other party has shown his profound knowledge.

"We have killed a lot of people here during this period of time. The sects in the practice world must have been unable to tolerate it. I suggest that we should talk about it in another place. What do you think?"

The knife slave said: "It's better to change the place, you have killed so many monks, even if the cultivation world doesn't join forces to deal with you, it must be very vigilant. monk."

get consent.

Peng Qing didn't say more, and immediately rushed out of this area.

Just left on his front foot.

A cultivator came after him on the back foot.

"There is still the smell left by him here. This person is definitely not far away, we will continue to chase!"

"This stubborn can't live, nothing else, just because he slaughtered the whole family of the Wild Yin Sect for no reason, he can't tolerate such a demon."

"Chase!"

The three cultivators came from Yukong, stopped for a moment at the position where Peng Qing had stood before, and then found a certain direction, and the next moment was Yukong chasing.

this time.

One after another, monks were killed, many of them in the spiritual realm, and some sects were destroyed.

As for the Desolate Hidden Sect they said, it was a sect that had just been destroyed.

There are thousands of people.

Not a single life was left.

This kind of behavior is no different from the magic way.

This time, the major sects are determined to kill Peng Qing.

The three cultivators of the Royal Sky Realm were only a small part of the search trail, and more people were looking for them scatteredly, and even the great cultivators of the Manifestation Realm were dispatched.

in a wilderness.

Peng Qing stopped in his tracks.

It wasn't that he wanted to stop, just because someone was blocking his way ahead.

"Be careful, these three are all in the Royal Air Realm. If they are really not opponents, use the secret method to escape. With the three of them, they will definitely catch up with you." In his mind, the voice of the sword slave sounded.

Hearing this, Peng Qing's expression was as indifferent as ever, and the blade of weeping blood was already clenched tightly in his hand.

Royal sky!

It is also at least a cultivator of the fourth level of the Spirit Martial Realm.

And he.

It's only the second level of the Spirit Martial Realm.

No matter in terms of number or realm, Peng Qing did not occupy the slightest advantage.

but--

There was no fear on his face.

There are no words.

next moment.

Peng Qing had already started directly. When the blade of weeping blood was cut out, the gust of wind swept up directly with the action of the long knife, and the terrifying hurricane swept across the four directions, and then turned into chaotic blades flying in the sky.

Crazy knife slash!

boom! !

In the face of this knife, the expressions of the three cultivators in the Royal Sky Realm changed, and then they directly released their qi to block the wind and the chaotic blade. Immediately, it was the impact of spiritual sense, which bombarded Peng Qing.

The spiritual sense of the cultivator of the Royal Sky Realm is powerful, and he is already close to the step of the divine manifestation.

When the three spiritual thoughts bombarded.

A layer of blood-colored shield rose from Peng Qing's body, and then the shield shattered, and the three spiritual impulses were also successfully blocked.

next moment.

Peng Qing's figure flashed like a ghost, and the blood-colored long knife cut through the air and fell.

"What a great ferocity!"

The cultivator of Yukongjing who faced the knife was shocked in his heart. What he didn't even think about was that his body flew up in the sky and avoided the knife directly.

This is also a monk in the sky.

Compared with the monks below Yukongjing, the biggest advantage lies.

Royal sky!

It is invincible.

Seeing this, Peng Qing's expression was the same as usual, the blade of weeping blood turned around and swept away, and the powerful sword gang shot, smashing the two bombarded True Essence.

see this scene.

The pupils of the other two cultivators in the Royal Sky Realm also shrank slightly.

The strength shown by Peng Qing in front of him is not at all the strength that the Spiritual God Realm should have. Except that he can't fly in the sky, he is not weaker than the Royal Sky Realm in all aspects, and even more than the general Royal Sky Realm. powerful.

I saw that the three bodies were in the air, and the qi was released to cooperate with the bombardment of the divine sense, and the offensive continued to kill Peng Qing.

In contrast, Peng Qing.

On the other hand, standing on the flat ground, the blade of weeping blood slashed out into the sky, and the chaotic blade flew directly into the air, shrouding the three cultivators in the sky.

boom! boom!

The four of them fought in the wilderness, and the powerful fluctuations spread, and the ground that was shaken was also cracked a lot.

"It's not the way to go on like this. Delaying for a long time will definitely cause other monks to come, and make a quick decision!" The voice of the knife slave sounded, full of warning.

on the bright side.

Peng Qing suddenly retracted the knife, his body was like an arrow from the string, swept away in the distance.

see here.

The three Yukongjing cultivators immediately shouted, "Don't even think about running away!"

The words fall.

The three were already chasing after Peng Qing.

But I don't know what means the other party used, obviously only relying on two legs, but the speed is not slower than the monk Yukong, no matter how the three chase, it is difficult to close the distance.

Subsequently.

The three cultivators glanced at each other, but they lowered their flight height together.

Immediately—

The speed of the three of them has increased a lot again, and the distance with Peng Qing is also instantly shortened.

The higher the airborne cultivator flies, the more spiritual power he needs to consume, and the corresponding flight speed will be slower.

But if you reduce the height of the sky, you can reduce the consumption of spiritual sense and increase the speed at the same time.

"You can't escape!"

The eyes of the three were cold, and they looked at Peng Qing's back as if they were dead.

All of a sudden!

Peng Qing, who had fled forward, suddenly bullied him in the opposite direction. Even if he turned around suddenly, the blade of weeping blood was cut off.

Such a change shocked the three of them.

In an instant!

The blood-qi Dao Gang broke out, and the shocking killing made the three monks feel cold all over.

No one expected that Peng Qing would dare to turn around.

Unprepared, his mind was eroded by the killing and fell into a brief stagnation, but he recovered quickly.

However--

For a powerful cultivator, even a momentary stagnation is enough to tell the difference between life and death.