Outside of Time

The moment the tea cup was put down, outside the camp leader's mansion, the long street was filled with blood and corpses were everywhere!

Xu Qing's figure is like a fierce tiger. Wherever it touches, blood will be splashed everywhere. The blood stains on the ground will spread, which is shocking. He will kill along the way!

In front of him, guards from the camp master's palace rushed forward from all sides, as well as dozens of strangers in black. They were monks from the motorcade.

Both sides have the same goal, Xu Qing.

As he continued to get closer, the wind blew up, blowing the hair in front of Xu Qing's face. He simply carried the long sword behind his back, which he was not used to. With the dagger in his hand, his whole body seemed to blend into the wind, and he ran straight in front of him. A team monk at the sixth level of Qi Condensation.

In an instant, heads flew up!

As blood spilled, more men in black and guards rushed forward.

Xu Qing looked at these convoy monks and was in a daze. He recalled that Team Lei had indeed gone out to buy ingredients on the day the convoy arrived, but he came back very quickly.

Apparently I saw my enemy that day, so I had to leave early.

Xu Qing was silent, his murderous intent became stronger, his speed exploded, he did not dodge, but rushed towards him.

In the distance, on the eaves, stood two people.

The old man was wearing a blue Taoist robe, while the middle-aged man was dressed in smart clothes. The former stood with his hands behind his back and looked coldly at the scene on the street.

The latter was sitting there, holding a tendon-like rope in his mouth. Looking carefully, he saw that it was a cross bowstring.

The cross bowstring was unusual, and it was difficult for ordinary iron tools to cut off even the slightest bit, but in this man's mouth, it was bitten off piece by piece.

"It's interesting. He's practicing body training just like me, but he's only at the sixth or seventh level. He should be more interesting than the guy with the cross scar on his face."

"Are you coming or am I coming?" the old man asked calmly.

"This is the scope of your Vajra Sect, and the camp leader is the elder of your Vajra Sect. Of course, you, the newly promoted elder of the Vajra Sect, will come." The middle-aged man spit out stringy spit and said with a sinister smile.

While the two were talking, a roar came from the long street, and screams echoed, causing the seven or eight guards and men in black surrounded by Xu Qing to retreat.

One by one, their bodies staggered, and blood spurted out. Everyone had fatal injuries on their bodies. They fell to the ground one after another, revealing Xu Qing who walked out from among their corpses!

A fur coat stained by unknown amounts of blood, a pair of straw sandals soaked into black, long hair swaying in the wind, and a pair of... cold eyes like a lone wolf.

His right hand was hanging down, and the dagger he was holding had blood flowing down the blade, and droplets fell on the soil.

The seven or eight corpses around him all died in a miserable state. It was not Xu Qing's brutal killing, but all the wounds on the vital parts were miserable.

Xu Qing's attack was focused on killing without any unnecessary movements, so the scavengers who saw this scene were once again horrified.

Without looking at the corpses, Xu Qing had no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of blood as he walked quickly on the soil.

The target was the camp master's mansion, which was more than three hundred feet away from him.

As he approached, the dozen or so men in black in the convoy and several of the camp master's guards who were left in front of the camp master's mansion trembled in shock and instinctively retreated.

Xu Qing also took a few steps quickly, then raised his head and looked at the two figures on the roof in the distance.

The auras of these two people were the strongest he had felt along the way, and they were also the two strongest enemies he faced now.

Xu Qing knew very well that in today's situation, once he chose to take action, he would... fight to the end, and their location was the only way to the camp master's mansion.

So after taking a few steps, he raised his left hand and slightly hooked it towards the two people on the eaves.

"Arrogant!" The old man in blue robe narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his body swayed, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he came directly from the eaves towards Xu Qing!

Seeing this scene, the guards, the men in black, and the scavengers behind were shocked in their hearts. In their understanding, only those with strong foundation building skills could step into the air.

As for foundation building, to them, they are basically like immortals in the sky.

Many people have never seen it once in their lives. It can even be said that a strong foundation builder can basically become the ancestor of a small sect or small family like the Diamond Sect.

This old man in blue robe obviously cannot be a foundation builder. He has just reached 80% Qi Condensation.

His Takong is just a trick, related to the wind technique he has practiced. It has no actual combat value and cannot last for long. It is just a gimmick.

But for others, the shock brought by this scene can still shock the mind.

But Xu Qing didn't pay attention. Almost as soon as the opponent arrived, he secretly swayed the poison powder, and his body rushed out in an instant.

The speed was so fast that an afterimage was left on the ground. In an instant, when the expression of the old man in blue robe changed drastically, Xu Qing appeared in front of him.

He punched out directly, and Kui Ying appeared on his fist and let out a silent roar. The old man in mid-air was not in a hurry to dodge, so he could only make a hasty seal to form a defense.

The protection shattered inch by inch with a bang, and the old man's body was also knocked backwards by Xu Qing's punch. The sharp edge turned into a black iron stick shone directly, and he chased after the old man.

Bang.

The black iron sign is blocked by a shield.

As the shield was torn apart, the power of the iron sign also dissipated, revealing the extremely embarrassed old man in blue robe with blood spurting out from behind the shield.

The old man looked ugly and was about to speak, but the expressionless Xu Qing stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his body came closer again with a roar.

The old man's eyes shrank, filled with anger, and when he raised his hands suddenly, a strong wind instantly appeared around him, sweeping in all directions.

He inhaled fiercely, and the wind immediately poured into his mouth, making his face flush red, and his eyes showed a cruel and murderous intention, and he was about to spit it out.

But in the next moment, his complexion suddenly changed, his eyes bulged, his skin was visibly black, showing signs of poisoning, and his body was shaking violently.

"you……"

Before he could finish his words, Xu Qing, who didn't pause at all, was already approaching in an instant.

The dagger in his hand turned red as if burning at its speed, and like a branding iron, it slashed across the old man's neck.

Blood spurted out, screams were shrill, and his head was grabbed by Xu Qing's left hand and separated from his body as he moved forward.

It's all too fast!

The next moment, Xu Qing had thrown the purple poisonous head in his hand towards the middle-aged man who was standing on the eaves with an extremely ugly face and strong fear in his eyes.

Then he raised his left hand and gave him the same hook as before.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

The scavengers, the guards, and the people in the convoy all had their minds stirred up. Everyone was dumbfounded, and indescribable tremors appeared all over their bodies.

"Too...too strong..."

"Is it poison? It's such a strong poison!" someone among the scavengers murmured in a trembling voice.

The middle-aged man on the eaves was breathing rapidly.

"Are all the Vajra Sect useless? They actually show off when they do something!!"

He knew very well that the old man in blue robes could not be so weak. The other party's wind skills were amazing. But his fault was that he lost the opportunity by showing off and underestimated the enemy's existence. He actually took the initiative to inhale the poison. A full belly.

In the final analysis, it is the comfort of the monks of the sect that makes them far less ruthless and alert than the scavengers who are honed by the struggle for survival.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man immediately took out seven or eight detoxification and avoidance pills from his body and swallowed them in one breath.

Then he gritted his teeth hard, and a clicking sound suddenly came from all over his body.

His already burly body became even stronger at this moment. He jumped directly from the eaves with long strides and rushed towards Xu Qing like an eagle.

Xu Qing lowered his head, and the black hair in front of him covered his eyes. His body was also galloping, getting closer and closer to the enemy.

Until the next moment, their figures exploded in speed at the same time, and they collided directly.

With a bang, the middle-aged man's whole body was shaken, and his expression showed more intense shock. The hair in front of Xu Qing was lifted by the impact of the wind, revealing the sharp look in his bloody eyes.

He felt the amazing power from the opponent, but it was still not as good as his own, and his recovery was stronger. At this moment, murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and the power in his body burst out, and he punched again!

The battle between body refiners is simple yet brutal.

They kept touching each other on this long street.

While the roar spread in all directions, the impact also caused houses to collapse.

Gradually, the middle-aged monk's breathing became rapid, his face turned pale, his body trembled, veins bulged all over his body, and his eyes were bloodshot, unable to hide the fear and despair in his heart.

His strength and speed are not as good as Xu Qing's, let alone his recovery power.

So the whole process took more than thirty breaths, and his fist collapsed directly and was bloody and bloody.

The arms could not bear it and were torn apart by Xu Qing's strong force. The blood and broken bones were scattered. Xu Qing jumped up in the middle of the shrill scream and hit the middle-aged man's forehead with his knee.

With a bang, the sound of squeezing bones and flesh replaced the scream. The latter's voice stopped suddenly and he died.

Xu Qing didn't even look at it, but his eyes were still full of murderous intent. He jumped up on the fallen body of the middle-aged man and went straight to... the camp leader's mansion!

The guards outside the camp master's house and those in the convoy were already shocked and frightened.

Seeing Xu Qing, who was covered in blood and ferocious and charging like a demon, his desire to survive was greater than anything else. He didn't know who was the first to escape, and they all dispersed in the blink of an eye.

As a result, the scavengers gathered in the entire camp were shocked to the extreme. Xu Qing's figure set off the roar of the wind and headed straight for... the gate of the camp master's mansion.

And the moment he approached, the door suddenly collapsed and was torn apart from the inside out. A fist stretched out and directly collided with the arriving Xu Qing.

There was a loud bang, and Xu Qing's body fell backward for the first time.

After taking three steps back, he raised his head and stared coldly at the camp leader who was wearing a golden robe and looking extremely ugly as he walked out of the broken door with hawk-like eyes.

And behind him, there was a gloomy old man in brocade clothes with a mean appearance!

In the old man's hands, he was holding a familiar figure of Xu Qing!

The moment he saw that figure, Xu Qing's body shook violently, and indescribable emotions surged strongly in his heart.

That is, Team Thunder.

Dying.