Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The first-order sword flashed. This sword is the "establishment" derived from the simplest form without all subsequent complicated changes. Simply talking about "one sword", Wang Qi's sword is already the ultimate! With the blessing of the Dragon Clan Essence in the Yueluo Glaze Transformation Stage, Wang Qi's sword energy broke through the Yuanying Stage monk's protective energy without any hindrance. The sword energy entered the body, from the shoulders to the lower abdomen, almost completely destroying the body. The Nascent Soul monk was cut into two pieces.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago if he was injured to this extent. But the life of the Yuanying monk depends on the existence of the Yuanying, and neither the heart nor the brain are critical. The Yuanying monk's heart was broken, but it was not fatal. He turned around and struck Wang Qi with a fast and fierce sword.

However, it failed.

He only felt that there were countless enemies moving behind him, as if they were everywhere, but not at any exact point.

Wang Qi turned around and moved at an unknown speed - fast or slow, in a random direction - left or right, casually passing the joint interception of the two Nascent Soul monks, and then drew his sword again.

One level, one sword.

A group of Nascent Souls were completely unable to stop Wang Qi. In their eyes, an extremely strange scene appeared - the outsider's foundation building speed was obviously not very fast, but no one could tell how fast he was or where he was. As for the Yueluo Glaze in his hand, in terms of power and level, it far surpassed those of them, the ancient Nascent Soul. Even the fragile Gang Qi in the Nascent Soul stage cannot be resisted. Every time Wang Qi's figure flashes, he will inevitably bring out a sword light to break through the defense of a Nascent Soul.

"Hmph, hum, hum. Hum, hum~ hum, hum, hum..."

Wang Qi even had time to hum a song with a weird tune.

In the initial flash of lightning, the Nascent Soul cultivator who was fighting with him only thought that this weird heretic Foundation Establishment was chanting a spell, and everyone was on guard - no one could have imagined that there would be a lunatic humming in a fight of this level. . On the contrary, Yueluo Liuli was the first to hear the clue. Wang Qi said angrily in his mind: "You sing too badly!"

"How is that possible? Don't appreciate it!" Wang Qi hummed a song from the earth and cut off the arm of a Nascent Soul cultivator with a wave of Yueluo Glaze, not forgetting to reply in his heart.

To use the Meizhongjian, you must be worthy of the sword-drawing song, right?

At this time, Mi's voice also sounded in Wang Qi's heart: "It's really hard to hear."

snort! After all, friends of different races have different aesthetics, and those who don’t understand appreciate them...

At this time. Zhen Shanzi's voice also appeared: "Boy...don't you consider that your singing is not out of tune?"

"Bastard!" Seeing Wang Qi being so presumptuous. Lei Xingkong was furious as he did not take the distracted monks like him into consideration at all. Then, with a sound of thunder, the distracted monk had already entered the formation of Nascent Soul monks.

At this time, Wang Qi had just put away his first-level sword and had not yet used any unpredictable movement techniques, so his position was certain. Lei Xingkong's fists were like holding dozens of thunder pythons as thick as buckets. One move hit Wang Qi directly on the vest.

Wang Qi's magic power has reached its peak. At this time, his mana carries part of his thinking. The faster the mana moves, the faster his thoughts turn. As soon as Lei Xingkong appeared, he became alert and spun around quickly, using his long sword to protect himself.

"Oops...the consciousness still can't keep up with the movements of the monks in the distraction period..."

Lei Xingkong's fist first hit Wang Qi's protective Gang Qi, and the outermost layer of the Thunder Conjuring Curse still played its role, absorbing part of the power of Lei Xingkong's Thunder Demon Fist. Then, thunder exploded. The air between Lei Xingkong and Wang Qi was exploded by the thunder power that had nowhere to vent. Wang Qi was slightly pushed away a few feet, which gave Wang Qi a little time to react.

"quick……"

First level sword, stabbing.

The tip of the sword collided with Lei Xingkong's fist, and the two forces collided. Wang Qi felt that an immense force was transmitted to him along the sword. He seemed to hear a few snapping sounds, and the pain in his hand told him that the arm bone had been broken into three parts. Wang Qi handed the sword to his left hand. He once again used his unpredictable movement technique, quickly retreated, and moved around, not giving Lei Xingkong a chance to attack him again. At the same time, Wang Qi's arm muscles wriggled, straightening the bones. The flames of life flashed away, and new tissue had filled the injured part.

"The distraction period is really scary."

"My current reaction speed is still not as fast as that of the monks in the distraction period. The other parts can be made up by Yueluo Glaze. Only this one is the shortcoming, and there is no room for making up for it."

"And the lack of reaction means that it is difficult for me to effectively defend against his attacks, and I can only defend passively - and the effect of passive defense is never as good as active defense, and passive defense requires more power. Yue Luo Liuli’s infinite essence is not such a wasteful method.”

Wang Qi flashed around. He was a little lucky now that it was Lei Xingkong from Lei Xiao Sect who came. Wang Qi is currently using an unpredictable movement technique, and no one can see his position and speed at the same time, not even an immortal descending to earth. If you want to break this trick, you can only use large-scale and wide-area magic attacks. However, Lei Xingkong just couldn't do this - because of the thunder-containing spell that was said to "defeat all thunder techniques in the world", any thunder technique was nine points weaker than Wang Qi's. The power of the thunder curse that hits a large area is already dispersed. If it is blocked by the thunder curse, it will not hurt Wang Qi at all.

When Lei Xingkong forced Wang Qi away, many Nascent Soul Stage monks cheered. After Wang Qi's attacks, almost none of them died, but everyone was injured.

They didn't know the uniqueness of Wang Qi's movement, they only thought that their seniors suppressed and beat the outsider's foundation building skills. If it weren't for the heretic's foundation-building skills, he would have been killed by the senior with one move.

The views of those monks in the period of distraction are similar. They actually saw the scene of Lei Xingkong and Wang Qi wrestling. From that one confrontation, they could see that Wang Qi was far weaker than Lei Xingkong, a powerful monk with perfect distraction, in terms of absolute strength and speed.

If his speed and strength are not as good as others, how can he fight with others?

But despite this, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of these distracted monks.

What they were afraid of was not Wang Qi, but the heretics in China.

Who can cultivate to the distraction stage and not have a life span of more than a thousand years? It can be said that these old monsters simply watched those heretics grow up step by step!

The three sects of Lingshou Mountain, Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and Xuanxingguan, which initially used the banner of "New Law" and shouted the slogan of "Save the People", were just ordinary sects. Those oldest "new method" monks - modern method cultivators, are no more powerful than ancient method cultivators of the same realm.

The original Xiaoyao cultivator, the Heavenly Chosen God King, only had the record of defeating and killing most of the Mahayana figures in the first battle to become Xiaoyao.

But after Wan Dharma Sect joined and Master Yuanli came into being, those heretics suddenly became terrifying. They are no longer a small sect that barely earns a little living space in front of the Holy Infant Cult. They started to grow.

At the beginning, modern Dharma cultivators only challenged ancient Dharma cultivators of the same level and rarely encountered opponents.

Then, Jinfaxiu began to generally have cross-level combat power.

After that, it is only common for modern practitioners to cross the level and kill ancient practitioners.

Now...now...are those heretics finally capable of killing people two levels above the level of chopping melons and vegetables?

When Lian Yichen thought of this, his face suddenly turned pale. At this time, he still vaguely heard the whisper of the distracted monk from Tianshu Tower: "It's impossible... He's just a genius who is particularly good at fighting... It's impossible..."

He said this as if to comfort himself. But the perceptions of other monks in the distraction stage are so sharp, and someone soon echoed: "Yes, he is just a monster... As long as he is killed here, he will not be able to grow up." "That's right. , it is impossible for all heretics to be so fierce..."

"Moreover, no matter how evil he is, he is just a foundation builder, just a foundation builder. So what if he kills the Nascent Soul stage in the foundation stage? How can he compete with the distraction stage..."

All the monks were talking in low voices, and those in the distracted stage only comforted each other without any help. Those big monsters are no exception. No one thought Lei Xingkong would lose. In their view, no matter how terrifying Wang Qi is, he can't be a match for the cultivators in the post-divine stage.

Lei Xingkong felt the same way. He saw Wang Qi's intention to avoid a head-on battle with him, and felt that he had a chance to win, and the more he fought, the more excited he became.

As the saying goes, if you wait too long, you will lose. The root of unpredictable movement techniques is probability, and avoidance also relies on face. Wang Qi couldn't perfectly avoid Lei Xingkong's iron fist every time. Although the Thunder Prison Curse can strip away the deadly thunder power from Lei Xingkong's fist, and although the protective aura formed by Yueluo Glaze Essence is extraordinary, Wang Qi himself is still too fragile, and Lei Xingkong's fist Even a slight brush could take away a piece of flesh and blood from his body.

The white light of the Flame of Fate kept flashing. Wang Qi's body was constantly injured and repaired. Lei Xingkong felt that he was getting closer and closer to victory. But he couldn't see - or couldn't see clearly, Wang Qi's expression was always calm.

"This is the monk in the distraction stage who has not been weakened in the slightest... Very good, I understand..."

When his thoughts turned around, Wang Qi launched a counterattack.

"Liu Li, calm down and don't sense your own essence! Hurry!"

As soon as Yueluo Liuli received Wang Qi's message, he immediately locked up his six senses, named himself the five senses, and cut off the connection between himself and his own essence. Her fighting qualities are very high. She knows that she has lost all her combat power and is of no use now. If she wants to leave alive, she can only rely on Wang Qi. Instead of being suspicious of each other, it is better to give all your strength to Wang Qi at this moment!

After Yueluo Liuli removed his support, Wang Qi felt that the long sword in his hand became heavier, and his tyrannical power began to scatter, and it would fall apart in a few breaths.

But enough, all he wanted was a sword.

Just one sword, one breath is enough to kill the clone!

"Take my blow, Wudingjian!" (To be continued ~^~)