Chapter 253 252. Seven consecutive victories (please subscribe!)
The huge Prince Jing's Mansion suddenly became silent.

Only three charred figures were left smashing into the palace building, and the sound of collapse could be heard continuously.

"call"

Xu Qing let out a long breath. In the previous confrontation, he only relied on the domineering burning energy and the power of the Taoist nine-character mantra.

His actual cultivation is far inferior to that of the three square-faced students.

The pressure is not small.

However, the winner takes it all, no matter what method he uses, the result is that he wins.

Xu Qing looked around at the palace guards and servants: "Are you still fighting? These guys should be the strongest people in your palace right now."

"If the prince had not taken away several of the palace's chief priests, how could you be so presumptuous!" Meng Qiyao, the leader of the palace guards, glared at Xu Qing.

It turned out that Prince Jing was not in the palace, and he took away several great priests who should be from the fifth realm.

Xu Qing thought it was the North Pole Exorcism Institute, or someone in the palace, who had sent away the opponent he couldn't handle in advance.

"No ifs." Xu Qing spread his hands, "If you continue to resist, I don't mind letting you experience the feeling of being burned by the burning energy."

Upon hearing this, the guards and servants in the palace hurriedly retreated.

Even the two gentlemen and the evil monk couldn't withstand this scorching energy, let alone them.

Xu Qing sneered: "It seems that your loyalty is not as loud in action as in words."

Meng Qiyao, the leader of the palace guards, looked extremely gloomy upon hearing this.

Xu Qing turned his gaze towards the four guards who were fighting with his natal guardian deity.

After getting rid of these four, the current defense force of the palace will be almost destroyed.

The chaotic hole in Xu Qing's body swallowed the Three Lights Righteousness Talisman again and spat out a large amount of Yuan Qi.

at the same time.

He then took out a Chidi nourishing qi talisman, and scorching energy burst out, transforming into a giant flaming hand that grabbed Meng Qiyao, the leader of the palace guards.

Meng Qiyao's heart suddenly jumped into his throat.

Facing the giant flaming hand, his blood and energy surged with an extremely violent momentum, like a surging river.

A burst of heat immediately emanated from his body.

There were crackling sounds from all over the limbs and bones, and even turned into thunderous sounds that were deafening!
The guards and servants living in the palace quickly retreated, which was different from the fight between Xu Qing and the three people on the national Facebook page just now.

The moves of those three men were equally grand, but extremely restrained, revealing almost no trace of their power.

Otherwise the palace and nearby houses would be destroyed.

But this time Meng Qiyao obviously pushed his strength to the limit and was unable to perfectly control his strength.

"break!"

Meng Qiyao exhaled and spoke, a dazzling light burst out from the blade, and then he slashed out with great force.

The powerful and unparalleled sword energy rolled up the mighty wind and thunder, tearing through the space and slashing at the attacking flaming hand.

Xu Qing frowned.

The flames and liquid surged according to his will, forming a big circle that wrapped around him and Meng Qiyao.

next moment.

The sword energy and the flaming hand collided with each other.

Substantial air waves exploded from the point of collision, forming extremely dangerous and invisible vortices that spread out.

The air waves hit the wall of flames, were penetrated by the extreme temperature, and splashed into increasingly fine streams.

Each one looks like a flying sword.

And now, the number of such "flying swords" in the big circle of fire is almost incalculable, too numerous to count.

These "flying swords" flew around in the big circle of fire and swept past Xu Qing and Meng Qiyao.

After a short while, the storm subsided. Meng Qiyao half-knelt on the ground, spitting blood, and the knife in his hand broke into two pieces. The broken knife was propped against the ground to prevent his body from falling.

But despite his half-crippled appearance, he showed a look of satisfaction.

Even he, a martial artist, almost lost his life in the storm just now, and the other party, a Taoist, would definitely be killed without a complete body.

He tried to look up, but the scene he saw made him tear his eyes out and couldn't believe it.

How can it be?

"How is it possible that you are fine? You are clearly a disciple of the Talisman Sect, and you don't cultivate your physical body above the third realm?!" Meng Qiyao looked incredulous.

He, a fourth-rank warrior, had been seriously injured in the attack just now.

How could a Taoist practitioner in the third realm, and a disciple of the Fulu Sect who valued nature over life, be intact?
Xu Qing really wanted to say that he was not intact just now, his Taoist robe was chopped into invisible pieces.

However, with the help of the airflow just now, he changed into a new Taoist robe, so in Meng Qiyao's eyes, he looked intact.

Xu Qing smiled slightly: "Who said that the disciples of the Fulu Sect can't cultivate their physical bodies?"

The "True Dragon Essence and Blood" that he melted into Yuan Qi gave him a strong body, and the "Ten Thousand Years Peach Branch" gave him strong recovery ability.

The "Ten Thousand Fires Qi" that was smelted yesterday, that is, the "burning fire energy", has given the qi and blood the ability to be like fire.

The blessing of this ability made his blood and energy roll in his body like beads of lava fire, bringing powerful strength and blessing to his body.

Now, just based on the strength of his physique, he can even crush warriors.

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

Meng Qiyao roared in anger. He, a martial artist, actually lost to a Taoist practitioner in the third realm in the physical realm.

He is a Taoist practitioner of the talisman school.

This was a complete catastrophe for him.

"Nothing is impossible." Xu Qing gathered the flame flow slurry and reappeared in front of everyone.

Then, he waved his sleeves and a stream of powerful Qi was shot out, knocking Meng Qiyao away.

Stay with the three square-faced guys.

Xu Qing fixed his eyes on the other three fourth-grade peak warriors.

With Meng Qiyao's defeat, Jiazi God had no opponent left and was joining forces with Dingchou God to deal with the bearded warrior.

So he focused his attention on the two fourth-grade peak warriors who were fighting against Ding Hai and Jia Xu.

Two huge flaming hands stretched out, and as expected, the two warriors followed in Meng Qiyao's footsteps.

The three of them lay together with the square-faced scholar.

Xu Qing and the four guardian gods all looked at the bearded warrior.

The bearded warrior's face was stiff, and he thought about surrendering and admitting defeat, so as to avoid a beating.

But in public.

If he admitted defeat, he would not only lose face for himself, but also for the palace.

It is hard to say whether I will be able to enjoy the salary from the palace at that time.

Gritting his teeth, the bearded warrior shouted angrily: "Don't think that defeating us means you are stepping on the head of the palace. I tell you."

"Shut up." Xu Qing said lightly, and the four guardian gods responded and moved, and the five weapons fell together.

The bearded warrior looked at the fallen weapon with a sad face, and then his blood surged and he swung out with his sword resolutely.

There is a sense of tragic grandeur, "Even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will still go."

Unfortunately, under the joint attack of the four guardian gods, he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and passing out before the sword could actually be chopped off.

Xu Qing threw the bearded warrior together with the others, as the family must always be together.

(End of this chapter)