This Qing is wrong

Chapter 127
Zhao Li and his party were very clear about the target of their assassination this time. Li Changqing was the only one, and no matter how many other people killed, it would be useless!
The so-called war against the Qing army is nothing but a joke in front of the Qing Dynasty, and the local chicken Wagoner, only Li Changqing, the monster, is the confidant of the Qing Dynasty!
Therefore, after Zhao Li and his party were attacked, the first thing they did was not to find the master who attacked them, but to speed up and run towards Li Changqing's camp.

It's a pity that people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. Zhao Li never expected that the master also practiced Buddhist Zen skills, and the Zen skills have reached the state of "exiting dirty"!

This can only be done by a great Buddhist Zen master.

As a result, not only his remaining subordinate was disarmed, but even he himself had to stop and gather his mental strength to resist the Zen sound.

"As expected of a martial artist who practiced in the divine realm, he didn't even drop his sword. It seems that my Zen skills are not perfect."

As soon as Zhang Hao's voice fell, a figure appeared in front of Zhao Li.

Don't look at Zhang Hao's very natural performance throughout the whole process. In fact, the phrase "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately" consumed half of Zhang Hao's mental power, and it is absolutely impossible for him to do it again at this time.

At this time, if Zhang Hao took action against the sixth-rank martial artist who put down his arms, Zhao Li, who is a fifth-rank martial artist, would definitely take this opportunity to break into that camp. Zhang Hao couldn't even imagine that his general was facing a fifth-rank martial artist. What will happen.

At any time, Li Changqing's life and safety are put first by Zhang Hao, but killing the enemy is put behind.

Naturally, Zhang Hao had to ignore the sixth-rank martial artist who sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together, as if he had escaped into Buddhism, and a powerful diamond palm slapped Zhao Li, who was temporarily stagnant.

As the name suggests, the practice of God Realm is to cultivate the soul and improve the spiritual power. The martial arts in this realm are to make up for the shortcomings of the martial arts who only cultivate their physique.

This is also the reason why Gaopin Wufu will be like a Buddhist master and will not have obvious shortcomings.

Any practice system cultivated to a high level will not leave obvious defects to be targeted.

The reason why the Taoist lineage is considered by everyone to be physically weak is because Taoist masters are rarely seen in the world, and no one knows what level the Taoist lineage masters are. The cognition of the middle and bottom practitioners.

In contrast to Buddhism and Wufu, one entered the world to rule the Western Regions, and the other became the most common cultivation system in the world. People's understanding of Buddhism and Wufu is naturally more transparent.

The impression that Taoism leaves the most to the outside world is that it is unpredictable, and even this far exceeds the impression left by Taoism's own combat power.

If Taoism is really weak and has obvious flaws that are easy to be targeted, how can it be listed as the three major cultivation systems alongside Buddhism and Wufu?

A strong vajra palm was slapped, Zhao Li, even a fifth-rank martial arts practitioner, did not dare to ignore it, so he was forced to give up rushing towards the camp and block with his sword.

In an instant, the blade in Zhao Li's hand burst out with bright white light, and there was a magnificent scene of white light and golden light colliding with each other in the dark night, and then the two rays of light scattered like fireworks.

If a girl who loves beauty sees it, she will exclaim - so beautiful, so romantic...

However, it was very painful for both parties involved. Both of them tried their best to stimulate their whole bodies to meet the enemy with this blow. As a result, under the evenly matched collision, the meridians in their bodies were collided with disordered energy. , the body jumped more than ten meters before landing!
The duel between masters is so simple and rough. No one will hold back in a life-and-death fight. When they make a move, they are the strongest killing moves in their lives. One hundred points of strength can't wait to waste 120 points. Naturally, one move determines the outcome.

If there is not much difference in strength between the two, it is easy to lose both sides.

Just when Zhao Li and Zhang Hao landed separately, a knife light suddenly appeared in the tent.

Well, the surface of the knife is as smooth as new, reflecting the light of the knife against the backdrop of the torch...

Li Changqing could see the situation outside very clearly. Zhang Hao fought with the masked man who took the lead. The special effects of white light and golden light almost blinded Li Changqing's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes. He used all his strength in that blow, but at this moment, at least he ended up half useless with a shock of breath.

And that rank-six martial artist, who was sitting cross-legged with his hands clasped together, was about to chant scriptures but couldn't find any Buddhist scriptures in his head, his eyes had recovered, and it would be dangerous to wait any longer!
Li Changqing has never been a person who sits and waits to be judged by fate, so he didn't bet that the guards around him would come to rescue him first, or that the sixth-rank warrior would pick up his weapon and kill him first.

Li Changqing, who has become a seventh-rank martial artist through the essence of life, knows very well that once there is a difference in rank between warriors, the winner will often be decided within one or two strokes. He will not give that sixth-rank martial artist a chance to take the initiative!

So, the sixth-rank martial artist who had just come back to his senses raised his eyes and saw a steel knife slashing at him. He subconsciously grinned a disdainful smile and raised his hand to greet him.

When he raised his hand, a thin layer of white light that was indeed visible to the naked eye shot out from the palm of his hand, which was in no way comparable to the thickness of the white light that Zhao Lishi's sword bloomed before.

But it's enough to deal with opponents who can't even release their energy.

However, after the palm of the sixth-rank martial artist collided with the steel knife, his complexion changed suddenly, and a flat bloody mouth appeared in the palm that was glowing with faint white light, and half of the bloody palm fell on the ground with a thud. on the ground!

"It turned out to be a seventh-rank martial artist, or a Qi machine concentration at the peak of the seventh rank, who are you?

In that camp, besides Li Changqing, are there other men? "

Although the vision was not good in the second half of the night, the sixth-rank martial artist could still clearly see that the figure who wanted to hack him to death came out of Li Changqing's tent.

Before coming, these three assassins had seen the portrait of Li Changqing.

The portraits of this era are not like those in Li Changqing's film and television dramas in his previous life, the paintings are very abstract, and the people in the government are not stupid, how can it be possible to draw a portrait that does not recognize him at all?
The portraits on the most-wanted list are all sketches and realistic styles, not to mention 100% the same, but the level of [-]-[-]% similarity can still be achieved. The painters who can draw portraits on the most-wanted list are not ordinary painters. They are hired and appointed by the imperial court "Public officials" with iron rice bowls in their hands!

It can be said that since Li Changqing traveled to this world, the hostile people are basically the government officials of the court, and the iron rice bowl of Yishui...

Therefore, public officials with iron rice bowls are the foundation of a country.

A sixth-rank martial artist is very confident in his stellar energy. Even a martial artist who has just entered the seventh rank, the energy in his body is not strong enough to cut through the protective layer of stellar energy covering him, but at this time his palm is inexplicably blocked. cut off!

And the other party didn't burst out the outer body, so there is only one answer, the other party is a martial artist who is at the peak of the seventh rank and only one step away from the sixth rank!

Only this kind of martial artist, with strong energy in his body, but unable to break through his physical expression to transform from imaginary to real, can burst out such a powerful force without the premise of stellar energy, breaking through the protective layer of stellar energy covering him .

However, this puts the sixth-rank warrior into a paradox.

According to the information he got, Li Changqing was not a martial artist at all, let alone a peak seventh-rank martial artist!
How could there be other men in the tent where Li Changqing was?
He could hear that charming voice clearly before. Could it be that Li Changqing is willing to share his wife with other men?
Oh, in heaven, the amount of information is a bit large, so that the sixth-rank martial artist was stunned for a second...

It was this second that killed a sixth-rank martial artist.

Li Changqing didn't know what was going on in the opponent's mind, he only thought that his sneak attack was successful.

The astonished expression of the other party is easy to understand. The news of Li Changqing's promotion to the seventh-rank martial artist is unknown to everyone except his hard-core confidant who is controlled by his mind. It is normal for the other party to be surprised.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was astonished, the steel knife in Li Changqing's hand swept across again. The sixth-rank martial artist faced Li Changqing at this time, almost defenseless. This opportunity is very precious.

As a result, facing the steel knife that was sweeping towards the vital parts of his body, the sixth-rank martial artist only had time to bloom a layer of stellar energy to protect his body, and then he was hacked by Li Changqing, who exploded with all his energy. Blood column!
After cutting through the body-protecting qi twice in a row, the qi in Li Changqing's body was almost exhausted, and he felt fatigued involuntarily.

Li Changqing now understands why those warriors are all silver spears and wax heads with explosive bursts and poor stamina...

Of course, this is the performance of warriors when facing opponents of the same level and life-and-death crises. If they encounter enemies weaker than themselves, warriors are not stupid, and naturally they will not explode with all their strength to kill the enemy as soon as they come up.

Relying on skills and physical advantages like Zhang Jianfei, only attacking the vital points of the enemy's body is the usual ultimate move of a martial artist to treat the weak.

It's a pity that the sixth-rank martial artist in front of Li Changqing had no time to concentrate, so he was attacked and killed by Li Changqing.

It's extremely embarrassing to die.

Li Changqing looked at the sixth-rank martial artist who was holding the blood column on his neck and still had the strength to stand up, and took a dozen steps back before stopping.

"But... Damn!"

This sixth-rank martial artist wanted to fight before he died, but when he saw his opponent retreating again and again, he staggered and groaned unwillingly while spitting blood bubbles in his mouth. After a few seconds, his body softened and fell down. On the ground, the blood quickly stained the ground below the corpse's neck red.

Li Changqing looked at the sixth-rank martial artist assassin who was dying on the ground, and felt terrified for a while.

This sixth-rank martial artist should have a lot of energy to spare, so he is so unwilling.

"Damn it, this buddhist bald donkey has such deep internal energy. I don't know where the demon Li Changqing found his helper."

Before Li Changqing could relax completely, a voice suddenly came from not far away, accompanied by a tall and straight figure who staggered to his feet.

After Li Changqing heard it, he couldn't help looking at Zhang Hao's lying position.

Well, Zhang Hao was lying down very steadily at this time, and he didn't intend to get up at all!
Judgment!
Didn't Zhang Hao claim to be comparable to a fifth-rank martial artist?
How could he become depressed after one move?
Li Changqing looked at Zhang Hao clutching his chest, struggling to get up but unable to do so, and knew that he would not be able to count on him for a while.

Fortunately, at this time Li Changqing had already heard the sound of dense footsteps and the clang of the cloth-covered iron armor coming from the surroundings.

Zhao Li, who was swaying, shrank his pupils when he saw the blood-stained steel knife in Li Changqing's hand and the tragic death of his last rank-[-] subordinate.

Obviously, Zhao Li didn't have any special hobbies towards Li Changqing, he liked the association of many people with his wife going out to restaurants, so he confirmed at a glance that the man in front of him was Li Changqing, the demon.

"Hehehe...hahaha..."

Zhao Li laughed louder and louder. Although he stood up earlier than Zhang Hao, the aura in his body was still not smooth. At this time, he had no ability to forcefully attack a martial artist who could kill rank six.

Under desperation, the neurotic generally let out a sarcastic self-deprecating laugh.

He felt that the Qing court and himself were just like Shabi, who was played and applauded by the demon Taoist Li Changqing, and would naively think that the demon Taoist Li Changqing was just an ordinary person!

How could such a terrifying monster be physically weak?

Soon, Zhao Li was pointed at by blunderbusses around him. Looking at the shining light brought by the matchlocks around him, he looked up to the sky and shouted: "Li Changqing who kills me, but good luck who kills me!"

As soon as the words fell, a row of firecrackers roared and engulfed him. Zhao Li's body trembled again and again, and he just waited for the volley of guns to finish before he knelt down limply on the ground.

Li Changqing looked at the fifth-rank assassin who was leaning on his long sword before Zhao Li's death, so that his kneeling figure would not fall down, and he couldn't help sighing: "Oh, another master who can't die.

This is so unreconciled, I don’t let myself lie down when I am dying, and I don’t think it hurts..."

"Although the warriors of the Zhenwu Division are all scumbags, all the warriors who can cultivate to the middle level or even the high level are strong-willed people. This kind of death is not what they want."

Zhang Hao stood up clutching his chest at some point, walked to Li Changqing and commented.

Li Changqing cast a sideways glance at Zhang Hao, thinking to himself: "Are you sure that all the people in the camp are strong-willed people?

Why does it sound so weird? "

In Li Changqing's three views, those with strong will should be the kind of heroes who are willing to show up for the revolution and have faith.

However, Li Changqing did not refute it aloud, but summarized it as a characteristic of the times.

Li Changqing is used to the conflict between the world's concept and his own three views, so he doesn't bother to argue.

What's the use of saying you won?
Can he change Zhang Hao's thinking, and can he change the three views of all the world?
"It seems that the Qing court no longer intends to fight a serious battle with me. From now on, my security level will be raised to the highest level. No matter what I do, the guards around me will not be allowed to evacuate!"

Li Changqing ordered solemnly.

Zhang Hao straightened his body, and held his right arm covering his chest at a 45-degree angle: "Don't worry, General, I will never make such a mistake in the future!"

(End of this chapter)