Martial Dao: My Cultivation Technique Can Simplify

When Lu Qi's Kaitian and the boy's Shenhuang came into contact.

The entire sky was torn in two.

The aftermath of the two forces shook instantly, and Man and the others not far away were pushed hundreds of meters away by the aftermath.

This kind of formidable power is not to mention the Practitioners in the Life and Death Realm, even the Practitioners in the Paradise Realm duel, it is difficult to cause such a movement.

Countless air waves swept over everyone, and everyone couldn't even open their eyes.

After the aftermath cleared up, Man and the others hurriedly looked at the field, wanting to see who won.

In the sky, the figure of Lu Qi still stood in place, as if he had never moved.

And that boy, at this time, looked at Lu Qi weakly.

"I lost." The boy fell into a coma after finishing his sentence.

Even the man and the sword fell down at the same time.

Lu Xiao raised his left hand and waved lightly at the boy. The boy's fallen "Nine Seven Three" body immediately changed direction and flew towards Man.

Man held the boy in his arms.

"When he wakes up, bring him over to see him." After saying this, Lu Qi disappeared and returned to the tribe.

No one noticed that since the end of the battle, Lu Qi's right hand has been carried behind his back.

In the tribe, Lu Qi was sitting in the room, his right hand was covered with a layer of pure Yang flame.

On the back of the right hand, a deep bone-deep wound is clearly visible.

This is what was left by the youthful gods.

Even with the pure Yangyan power, it took Lu Qi nearly two hours to completely heal the wound.

Today's match almost lost.

Fortunately, the real domain of strength had consumed a wave of youth's strength before.

Otherwise, Lu Qi's right hand would definitely not be able to keep that move just now.

Of course, Lu Qi did not use all its strength today.

The Human Emperor's Sword Armor did not appear.

If there was someone to help him during the battle, then the young man's last move, Shenhuang, should not be able to hurt him.

But even so, Lu Qi was already shocked.

Of course, after the shock, there is only surprise left.

To be able to subdue such a young man, not to mention being injured, even if he really cut off his right hand, it would be a good deal.

Anyway, it is now in the realm of life and death, even if the right hand is cut off, it can grow back.

This deal is definitely worth it.

Just when Lu Qi was happy because he surrendered the boy, a new character appeared in the tribe.

At this time, at the gate of the tribe, a white-haired old man looked at everything around him with great interest.

This old man is the mysterious strong man under the barren desert in the northern wild west.

His name is "Cang", and he is a Half step holy existence.

In fact, with Cang's strength, it would not have come so late.

It was really because he had been sleeping for too long, and he didn't know that the night in the northern wilderness was a world of disasters, so he delayed a lot of travel on the road.

Like others, they basically set off with the tribal totem, rushing during the day and resting at night.

And "Cang" called along the way.

Cang is a very ancient member of the ancient wilderness tribe. If his age is carefully traced, he can be traced back to before the sound of the first ancient horn.

This one is the existence who participated in the first counterattack of the Ancient Desolate Clan.

But Cang at that time was just the Cultivation Base of the Beyond Realm.

But Cang used Semi-Saint Realm's Cultivation Base when he participated in the second counterattack of the Ancient Desolate Clan.

But it was because of that time that he was noticed by the Lord of Disasters.

Naturally, with the behavior style of the Lord of Disasters, he would not turn a blind eye to Cang.

A Semi-Saint has in a sense been able to threaten the Lord of Misfortune.

If he is left to develop, Bao Buqi will become a true Practitioner at some point in time.

Therefore, during the Second World War, the Lord of Disasters personally killed Cang.

It turned out okay.

The Lord of Disasters naturally thought he had succeeded.

Since then, Cang has never appeared in the third and fourth battles.

But Cang standing here at this time can already prove all this.

After being intercepted and killed by the Lord of Disaster, Cang almost fell to the ground.

In the end, under serious injury, he deceived the Lord of Disaster with a secret method.

The trick of feigning death is not just for the Lord of Disasters alone.

After that, Cang fell into a deep sleep because of the serious injury, and he has slept until now.

Awakened by Lu Qi's fifth ancient horn.

In fact, it cannot be said that he was awakened.

To be precise, Cang himself woke up, and he was already near the end of his life at this time.

Although he escaped from the pursuit of the Lord of Disaster, his physical injuries have not improved over the years, but have become more and more serious.

If it wasn't for Lu Qi and the others to blow the horn of the ancient desolation this time, Cang would probably die slowly in his deep sleep...

Perhaps it was because he was unwilling to die like this, the sound of the ancient horn awakened him this time.

At this time, Cang was walking on the street of the tribe, listening to the surrounding tribesmen and talking about the things around them.

The one that appears the most is naturally the existence of land vehicles.

Now almost half of the ancient wilderness clan in the entire northern wilderness have taken refuge in land implements, and the rest are basically on their way.

After hearing Lu Qi's name, Cang's face showed contemplation.

"Holy Venerable? Lu Qi? The old man wants to see, where is the Sacred, let our family serve?"

Cang was really dissatisfied.

Once upon a time, the ancient wilderness clan was the master of the great wilderness.

But now it has been reduced to the point where it has to rely on a foreigner to survive.

How sad it is.

But Cang also knew that now was not the time to be impulsive.

He has been through too many things.

The current living environment of the clansmen is indeed difficult.

And he himself is dying.

If there is really a person with great supernatural power who can protect the Ancient Desolate Clan, Cang will definitely not object.

After all, only in life can there be hope.

But the premise of all this is that that person really has to be worthy of the Ancient Desolate Clan.

If he is not worthy, Cang does not suggest helping the tribe to eradicate this scourge.

After thinking for a while, Cang began to explore the entire tribe, wanting to find traces of land vehicles.

Landcraft room.

Pretty walked in.

Behind him was the boy who had fought against Lu Qi before. 5.1

At this moment, the boy had completely lost his arrogance.

Instead, he looked at Lu Qi with adoring eyes.

"Greetings to the Holy One!" The young man hurriedly saluted Lu Qi as soon as he entered.

"What? Are you convinced now?" Lu Qi said with a smile.

The boy nodded: "Yes."

It can be said that Lu Qi's last punch completely defeated the young man.

After admitting it, the young man couldn't wait to say: "Holy One, what kind of power did you use in that last move, which was able to completely smash Shenhuang, can you teach me.

However, at this time, Man scolded the young man: "Bold, how can you ask the Holy One at will!"

Hearing Man's scolding, the young man pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't ask me, why don't you ask me? Why are you so loud? It makes you seem better than me."

The boy's words choked Man all of a sudden. .