Volume I_Chapter 83 Survival of the fittest

This is a cheetah in the realm of moving blood, the speed is far beyond that of a martial artist of the same level, Zhu Qinggang's punch seems to be powerful and sinks this cheetah away, but in fact, he didn't even touch the body of the cheetah. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zhu Qing's fist was about to touch the head of this cheetah, this cheetah had already dodged the punch with a backflip.

If this punch is solid, with Zhu Qing's current strength, this cheetah in the early stage of moving the blood realm will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"What a dexterous leopard!" Zhu Qing smiled slightly.

The forelimbs of this leopard in the early stage of moving the blood realm clung to the ground tightly, not daring to be careless, Zhu Qing's punch just now had already made it feel a trace of fear, and the human in front of it was definitely not easy to deal with.

But Zhu Qing was not prepared to entangle with this leopard at all, and now this Qianzhang Mountain has gathered disciples from various sects, and the number of disciples has even surpassed that of Rahu Island.

In particular, there are many sects that are hostile to the Tianyuan Sword Sect, and if they meet disciples of other sects in this Qianzhang Mountain, most of them will have to fight for life and death.

The biggest enemy of the Tian Yuan Sword Sect in this Qianzhang Mountain is not these spirit beasts but the disciples of the rest of the sects, once the disciples of these sects are united, the disciples of the Tian Yuan Sword Sect in the Qianzhang Mountain will suffer a catastrophe!

"So you go die!" Zhu Qing shouted, and a golden feather appeared in his hand.

"Sting!" A golden sword roared out, and the golden thunder crackled!

The speed was so fast that the cheetah was killed with a sword before it had time to react, and Zhu Qing hurriedly put the corpse of the cheetah into the Sumeru bag, and the figure flickered one after another and disappeared into the mountains.

"Roar!" Dozens of disciples of the Demon Sect were besieging a spirit beast in the middle of the Blood Moving Realm, dozens of Demon Sect disciples were well-founded in advancing and retreating, relying on each other, and they actually beat this spirit beast in the middle of the Blood Moving Realm to the point that they had no power to fight back, and it was only a matter of time before they wanted to kill this spirit beast.

Behind this spirit beast, a longevity fruit was forbidden to be wrapped and hung on the mountain wall!

The powerhouses of the major sects outside Qianzhang Mountain were also red-eyed, but they didn't expect that such a desolate treasure as the longevity fruit would appear at the beginning.

"Hahaha, it seems that this first longevity fruit will belong to my Demon Sect. Iron Hand smirked.

Seeing Liu Shan's gloomy faces, this feeling was as refreshing as drinking a large bucket of ice water on dog days.

"Amitabha!" A golden light of 10,000 words fell in the sky, and a monk actually forcibly broke into the large array formed by dozens of Demon Sect disciples.

"Seven Smells of Bodhi Temple!" The leading Demon Sect disciple's pupils shrank, as if he had seen some terrifying figure.

"Amitabha, this thing is related to my Buddha sect, donors retreat. Qiwen whispered a Buddha name.

The disciple of the Demon Sect rolled his eyes: "There is fate, fate is fate, you are a big-headed ghost!"

But looking at the faint golden light on the body of the seven nights, although the Demon Sect had an advantage in numbers, it did not dare to act rashly.

The seven smells of Buddhism have already shown their prominence among the younger generation, and they have been studying under the precept academy since they were children, and they have been practicing "King Kong is not bad" since he was a child, and it is said that he has a certain amount of heat, and no one in the same level can break his golden body!

Qiwen has practiced "King Kong is not bad" since he can remember, and he only cultivates this martial art, because he is single-minded, he is so powerful, relying on this martial art Qiwen is enough to cross the martial arts of the same level!

"This thing itself belongs to my Tianyuan Sword Sect, how can it be related to your Buddha Sect?" A sword light fell from the sky, Guan Xing landed on the cliff with a long sword in his hand, and looked coldly at the disciples of the two sects of Buddha and Demon below.

"It turned out to be Guan Xing, who was one of the top 100 tigers of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, why do you want to intervene?" A Demon Sect disciple smiled coldly, staring at Guan Xing without giving in for half a step.

"Amitabha!" Qiwen recited the scriptures, but without the slightest pause in his footsteps, he went straight to the longevity fruit.

"Bald donkey, you dare!" The disciples of the Demon Sect were furious, they admitted that Qiwen was powerful, but they couldn't be so arrogant!

"Ding!" More than a dozen long swords stabbed Qiwen almost at the same time, some stabbed him in the head, some stabbed him in the eyes, and some stabbed him in the chest!

"King Kong is not bad" is indeed the first defense of the Qianyuan Continent, but Qiwen is not the first Huiwen of the Discipline Academy, and he has not yet cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, and he can't really make King Kong not bad!

However, these more than ten long swords didn't even have the qualifications to make Qi Wen blink, Qi Wen's footsteps did not stop in the slightest, and at this moment he was only ten steps away from that longevity fruit!

"Click!" The more than ten long swords shattered the moment they landed on Qi Wen's body, and the golden light on Qi Wen's body shook the more than ten Demon Sect disciples away, and the Demon Sect disciples vomited blood.

This is the gap, more than ten people besieged Qiwen but did not take any advantage!

"A good King Kong is not bad, and now I don't have the confidence to break through your golden body!" Guan Xing's eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy.

"However, you can't catch up with me!" Guan Xing's body flickered, grabbed the longevity fruit in his hand, and his body flashed and snatched the longevity fruit in front of Qiwen.

"Guan Xing, let go of the longevity fruit!" The disciple of the Demon Sect was furious and chased after him.

Qiwen looked at the two people who were gradually moving away calmly, and turned away with a low chant of the Buddha's name, without the slightest nostalgia for that longevity fruit!

"The physical body is indeed powerful, but it is only the physical body. One of the elders of the Dao Gate shook his head slightly.

Dozens of jade plates can almost see all parts of Qianzhang Mountain clearly, entering Qianzhang Mountain is only an hour's effort, and nearly a hundred disciples have fallen, and the survival of the fittest is vividly displayed in this Qianzhang Mountain.

"Hand over the Sumeru bag on your body, kneel in front of me and kowtow three times, I can spare you from dying!" A warrior in armor looked at Zhu Qing coldly.

"Idiot, let's go, don't mess with him, you're not his opponent!" Beyond Qianzhang Mountain, the elder of the Sun Moon God Sect turned pale to Tianxing.

This disciple wearing armor was from the Sun Moon God Sect, and a suit of armor engraved with the sun and moon pattern was almost the signature of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and they were the only ones in the entire Qianyuan Continent who wore it like this.

He is a cultivator of the ninefold cultivation of the physical realm, and he is not too strong in the Qianzhang Mountain, but he is already a strong person for a martial artist who only cultivates the fivefold physical realm.

The Tianyuan Sword Sect is really in decline, and even the miscellaneous fish of the fivefold cultivation realm have been sent in!

"It seems that this disciple of the Sun Moon Divine Sect is going to be unlucky, let's guess how many moves he can hold up in Zhu Qing's hands?" an elder of the Tianyuan Sword Sect smiled.

The ninefold cultivation of the physical realm against the fivefold of the upper physical realm, this is almost a battle without suspense, and it is ironclad that the person who practices the ninefold physical realm will win, but in the eyes of this Tianyuan Sword Sect elder, it seems that this disciple of the Sun Moon God Sect is already dead.

"I guess he won't be able to make it through three moves!" said one of the elders with a laugh.

"Three moves, you can't help but look up to him too much, just such a waste, I don't think a single move may be able to survive. The other elder pursed his lips in disdain.

The conversation between the elders of the Tianyuan Sword Sect did not suppress the sound at all, these words all fell on Xiang Tianxing's ears, but he was speechless, his disciple was indeed dead.

After the past hour, they had seen the same picture several times, and it was clear that the cultivation realm of those martial artists was much higher than that of Zhu Qing, but at the moment of the fight, Zhu Qing punched his body and burst his body, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Tianyuan Sword Sect, you ......" Xiang Tianhua watched his disciple step by step towards death, but he couldn't do anything.

Zhu Qing didn't bother to say much to him, the golden feather in his hand flashed, and under the extremely surprised gaze of that Sun Moon Divine Sect disciple, his body was split into two pieces!

"Cut, a poor ghost, there are no good things on him!" rummaged through the storage bag that was only more than thirty cubic meters, and in addition to a few yuan stones, there were only a few bottles of blood qi pills.

Zhu Qing was also unkind, and put all the things in this Sumeru bag into his own bag.

Liu Shan looked at Zhu Qing in the picture, his expression was also a little complicated, Zhu Qing's origin has not been found out until now, as if he suddenly appeared on Rahu Island.

For this kind of person of unknown origin, it should have been killed for a hundred, and the secret of Rahu Island is absolutely not allowed to be spread, even if it is only possible to do so.

However, Zhu Qing had an ancestor token on his body, and this token was of great significance to the Tianyuan Sword Sect, and even they couldn't decide how to treat Zhu Qing for a while.

In the end, Zhu Qing stayed in the Tianyuan Sword Sect, but he only entered the outer gate, and the Tianyuan Sword Sect was not prepared to let Zhu Qing know too many things.

But today's performance of Zhu Qing really amazed Liu Shan and the others, and he killed several martial artists whose cultivation was far superior to him one after another with the cultivation of the fivefold cultivation of the physical realm, which was not something that ordinary people could do.

"Where did that golden feather on his body come from?" Liu Shan frowned slightly, the golden feather in Zhu Qing's hand was amazingly powerful, and it hadn't even undergone a decent sacrifice, if it was refined by the spirit pattern master of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, it should be able to make a good spirit soldier.

This year's sect is much bloodier than previous years, and people are constantly dying, even if it is the Tianyuan Sword Sect, it has already lost more than ten disciples!

"It's right or wrong for them to do this. Liu Shan sighed helplessly.

"Kill!" Guan Xing was covered in blood, and there were dozens of wounds on his body, the most fatal wound was in his chest, almost stabbed against his heart!

"The Tiger List disciples are nothing more than that, the Tianyuan Sword Sect is really a strong outsider, and it is not far from extinction!" The Demon Sect disciple smiled coldly, he chased Guan Xing all the way, and was very disdainful of this so-called Tiger List disciple.

Guan Xing smiled coldly: "Why are you talking so much, if you really have the ability, come and kill me!"

"Hmph, is it difficult to kill a waste like you?" The Demon Sect disciple smiled disdainfully, and the black blood qi wrapped the long sword in his hand, ready to give Guan Xing the final blow!