God said the world

Chapter 305 Sword Qi Changhong
The past two months may have been the most peaceful days in the world; many people have focused their attention on the Zhengdaomeng convoy, the most important thing is that it is rare for the Zhengdaomeng to take the initiative again, but Jingdao Villa is uncharacteristically, from the beginning After the two hall masters led the army to attack the convoy, they made small noises along the way, harassing once every three days... five days... ten days, anyway, the time of the harassing dragged on longer and longer, and only once in the last half a month head.

Zhengdaomeng didn't dare to relax about this. For months, everyone was tense and extremely vigilant.

Guiding Jiangshan all the way down, he was even more worried. This time he really couldn't imagine what tricks Jingdao Villa would use to deal with him. Even the sword king and queen had never appeared. If everything was too calm, it would mean that it was a storm the eve of.

It is not known how fierce the coming storm will be.

Within the Juyi League.

"What? Are you going to Shaolin Temple?" A woman said in surprise.

This person is Wan Luo.

The person opposite her, namely Xiaodao Tong Qingjing, after more than two months, Qingjing's injury has been completely cured, and his eyes are shining sharply, just like a fully charged battery.

"I have to go to Shaolin Temple to lie down, or the master will not let me go." As he said, Qing Jing smiled knowingly when he thought of his master.

"Well, I want to go with you too." Wanluo, who could leave the Juyi League, naturally wished for it. The past two months or so had driven her to the point of madness.

Of course, the important thing is that she has to find someone.

Qing Jing smiled and said, "Are you going to find Brother Cao?"

"That's right, if I find him, I must teach him a good lesson. It's been two months and he hasn't come to see me, Ugly Zhuo." Wan Luo said, waving her fists.

"Ah, my good sister, and you little Taoist priest, don't encourage Wan Luo. It's not like you don't know the current situation. Hundreds of masters from the Righteous Dao League are guarding our gate." Walking in with a smile from outside the door Yu'er.

Wan Luo quickly stepped forward and put her arms around Yu'er's arms, saying coquettishly, "Sister, you are the best, let me find a way."

"If there is a way, we won't be trapped for two months." Yu'er laughed.

"Isn't it just a ghost? What's the problem?" Qing Jing said, looking at the two with bright eyes.

Yu'er frowned slightly: "Oh?" The tone was deliberately protracted.

In the past two months, since she couldn't go out, Yu'er put all her thoughts on the sword Qing Jing carried. The use of force is at the time of foreign aggression, so this brat is left alone.

Who knew that this kid would actually say something outrageous today.

"If you don't believe me, just wait and see." After speaking, Qing Jing went straight out of the door and went straight to the gate.

Yu'er and Wan Luo looked at each other and didn't expect the little Taoist priest to be serious, so they hurriedly followed, and Fufeng Liuxing also rushed over after hearing the words.

A group of Gathering League masters guarding the gate, although they sensed that someone was approaching, but when they looked back, there was nothing, there was only a gust of wind, and after that, they saw Yu'er, Wan Luo, and Fufeng Liuxing running over in a hurry .

The three of them couldn't help being shocked, the little Taoist's speed was too fast, right?None of the people at the door noticed that he had already flew out of the door.

The people at the door saw that the three of them were about to go out, so naturally they would not stop them. After all, where their identities are, if there is an order from the leader, it will be hard to please.

When the three of them hurried outside, they realized it was too late.

Sword Qi Changhong.

Qingjing's envoys came and went with just one move of sword qi, but no one could resist this move of sword qi. In an instant, more than 30 people from the Zhengdao League were lying there, surrounded by the Zhengdao League ten steps away from Qingjing. The masters, each with a look of surprise on their faces, did not dare to act rashly.

Seeing the people of the Zhengdao League not moving, Yu'er's heart tightened and she quickly said, "Qingjing, stop making trouble, come back quickly." It's not that they are afraid to make a move, but they are waiting for someone to arrive.

"Is there really anyone who is not afraid of death?"

After a few ups and downs, there were already two people standing in front of Qing Jing.

Bloody, not ruthless enough.

Looking at a ten-year-old child in front of him who killed so many people, his face was darkened with blood and ruthlessness.

Not ruthless enough to take the lead, his five fingers grabbed Qing Jing's throat like sharp claws.

Fufeng Liuxing clenched the dagger tightly, and with a movement of his figure, he wanted to stop it hard enough so that Qingjing could retreat completely, but who knew that he had just taken a few steps away when he was unexpectedly punched in the chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person flew back upside down, and was caught by Yu'er and Wan Luo behind him, so he didn't fall to the ground.

The three of them were a little shocked: he appeared.

dilapidated.

Qingjing remained calm in the face of danger, and it can be said that he was extremely calm. Seeing that Sururun's murderous moves were attacking him fiercely, Qingjing did not move a single step. He raised his right hand slightly, and extended his index and middle fingers to Sururun: " Sword Qi Changhong."

Not enough to frowned, and judging from the wounds of his subordinates, he realized that he was killed by this kid with Qi. It turned out to be sword Qi. Immediately, his figure sank and avoided the direction pointed by Qing Jing's two fingers , both hands directly hit Qing Jing's left and right ribs, but the speed was more than three times faster.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, he was not ruthless enough to show a ferocious look, but his eyes were full of surprise. Why was the distance between the two of them pulled away?And that kid didn't move at all, as if... he was retreating?Is it hallucination?

Unexpectedly, everyone was a little dumbfounded, because they were not defeated enough.

It wasn't until he landed that he felt as if his whole body had been pierced by a sharp weapon, which was extremely painful.

Qing Jing turned around with a smile, looked at Yu'er and the others and said, "It's your turn to hide your head and tail."

Yu'er and the others were taken aback by Qing Jing's words: Could he see it?

Po Luohu was in the middle of Qing Jing and Yu'er right now, and when Qing Jing said this, Po Luo Hu also shuddered, but he still convinced himself that he was discovered because he attacked Fu Feng Liu Xing.

Seeing that he was severely injured when he was not cruel enough, he knew that this face must be saved, and the way to get it back was to kill this kid in front of him. If such a person stays in the Juyi League, it will always be a scourge to the Zhengdao League. Is it okay to be able to seriously injure and disable a top ten master with one shot?
The moment he settled down, he didn't know where he went. It was like a ghost, flickering.

Qing Jing turned around again and looked at Buruo on the ground with a smile: "Where else do you want to hide?"

The first time may be a hit, but the second time, Po Luohu knew that it was not luck, but that he really found himself.

Although he was shocked, it was the same for a broken household to be invisible. More importantly, his martial arts were definitely much stronger than Xuesha and Burui. Otherwise, how could he stay by Fu Junhe's side as a personal guard just because of his invisibility?
Shabby can be invisible, and he has good movement skills, and more importantly, he has excellent legs.

No. 31 broken bone legs, almost dead legs and broken bones.

It is extremely powerful, but silent, fully matching his invisibility.

Qing Jing's face turned hard, and he raised his hands together: "Sword Qi Changhong." It was a single move from beginning to end, but it could definitely defeat the enemy.

Everyone saw a stream of blood spurting out in the air, and then Qing Jing yelled, and took a few steps forward: "Want to run? Take another move from me, Sword Qi Changhong."

A sword qi shot straight out until it disappeared into the air.

Everyone was dumbfounded, but they also knew that the last sword energy did not sink into the air, but into the human body.

It took a long time for Xue Fiend to regain his composure, and with a loud roar, it was hard enough to resist, and it receded like a tide.

Yu'er stared blankly at Qing Jing and said, "This is your strongest sword energy?"

"No, I haven't tried my best. If I had a sword in my hand, it would be a hundred times stronger than this." Qing Jing didn't look like a child at all at this time, speaking very calmly, without any hypocrisy or pride.

(End of this chapter)