Tai Xuan Jing

"You...you...how...could..." Wei Wentong twitched all over his body and struggled with trembling voice. After saying these few words, blood gushed from his mouth, gushing out like a spring, and his life essence was rapidly draining. , It is estimated that he will die.

"Someone is coming." Li Qianmo suddenly turned his head to look to the south, then turned to the west and north, and found a large group of people approaching from three directions, all of them were late-stage Taoist masters, and there were four or five of them. A master of the ten great consummations of the Taoist fetus.

"Senior Brother Wei!" A green-robed disciple came the fastest, rushed over to help Wei Wentong up, stuffed pills into his mouth, and poured his true energy into him.

Not long after, Kunlun disciples came one after another, three of them went to take care of Wei Wentong, and the remaining twenty or so surrounded Li Qianmo and Baimu.

"Li Qianmo, Baimu, you two are doomed to escape today!" a disciple in red shouted ferociously.

"Send the elder a signal." Someone shouted.

"No need!" The red-clothed disciple raised his hand and said excitedly, "We 23 people can deal with the two of them, can't we still beat them, they are the turtles in the urn now, if we capture them back directly, the master will definitely reward us a lot!"

"Yes, there is no need to send a signal!" Many people shouted excitedly, as if they had already captured Li Qianmo.

The corner of Li Qianmo's mouth raised, and he sneered jokingly: "Pretending to be smart will not end well."

"Little bastard, you dare to speak out when you are about to die!" The red-clothed disciple suddenly shouted coldly, sacrificing his magical sword and slashing down the huge sword shadow, as if it was about to split the sky, and slashed down on the top of Li Qianmo's head. The Kunlun disciples were taken aback when they saw this.

But gradually, Li Qianmo who was hit by the chop blurred and disappeared.

"It's an afterimage!"

"Senior Brother Long, behind you!" Someone screamed to remind the disciple in red.

"What!" The red-clothed disciple was shocked. He felt the breath of Li Qianmo behind him, and the hairs on his back stood up. Before he could react, a burst of golden light bloomed from behind. The bones all over his body fell apart in an instant, all the internal organs were crumpled into a ball, and the tendons and veins were broken inch by inch.

Li Qianmo punched out, flat and indifferent, without any sense of vanity, the fist exuded a golden light, dazzling, but this seemingly ordinary punch was extremely powerful, and it had a famous name-Great Vajra Fist!

The red-clothed disciple surnamed Long was blown away by Li Qianmo's punch. A younger brother stepped forward to catch him. With a bang, the disciple was knocked and flew out together. The two of them slid on the ground for more than 50 feet before stopping Suddenly, two deep ravines appeared on the ground.

All the Kunlun disciples stared at those two people dumbfounded, and they were all stunned for a while. They saw the two lying on the ground and twitching continuously, with blood flowing from their bodies and mouths, especially the red-clothed disciple, who seemed to be dying at any time. expire.

"Hurry up and save them!" The four disciples yelled, rushing up to heal the wounds of those two people. The rest of the dozen or so people all sacrificed their favorite magic weapons, and surrounded Li Qianmo solemnly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Li Qianmo turned around and said coldly: "The old saying is indeed true. People are good when they are bullied, and horses are good when they are ridden. I may be too soft-hearted. I have always been able to kill people without killing people, but it is also true. Because of this, you have intensified your oppression against me."

Speaking of this, he glanced at those Kunlun disciples with a cross eyebrow, and said with a gloomy face: "But, from today on, I, Li Qianmo, will not bear it anymore. Whoever offends me by a foot, I will give him back a foot. Today, none of you Don't even think about leaving here!"

As he spoke the words, the aura on his body naturally emanated, and those Kunlun disciples couldn't help trembling all over, and all of them involuntarily took two steps back.

"You little bastard! You're still talking big when you're about to die. We more than 20 masters of Taoism are here, and we will be afraid of you, a little Dharma monk!" A white-clothed disciple yelled angrily.

His voice really gave everyone courage. Those who were intimidated by Li Qianmo's aura immediately exuded their own aura, trying to suppress Li Qianmo in vain.

Li Qianmo stood there expressionlessly, motionless, like a stone statue.

Bai Mu watched worriedly, and yelled loudly: "Boy Li, what's wrong with you, why don't you move, do you want me to help!"

"No need! I'll solve it alone!" Li Qianmo responded in a deep voice, still not moving.

"This kid is scaring people, everyone, don't be afraid!" The white-clothed disciple continued to shout, and the others nodded one after another, holding magic weapons to narrow the encirclement.

Gradually, the encirclement shrunk to less than twenty feet, and the disciple in white suddenly shouted: "Go!"

Everyone used their magical powers to attack Li Qianmo.

A cold light suddenly flashed in Li Qianmo's eyes, and the whole place was filled with a murderous aura. All the Kunlun disciples shuddered when they were attacked by this murderous aura.

"Buzz!"

As if there was a buzzing sound, a golden figure several tens of feet high suddenly sprang out from Li Qianmo's body, with a majestic treasure, like a king in the world, commanding and commanding, overlooking the world.

"die!"

The golden dharma figure opened his mouth and let out a loud roar, and the floating clouds in the sky were shaken away. The golden dharma figure waved a huge fist, and with one punch, the earth was torn apart, the sky changed color, and the brilliance of the sun was dimmed at that moment. Covered by the brilliance of Li Qianmo.

"Boom!"

The huge sound went straight into the sky, the earth shook continuously, like an earthquake, every place within a radius of three miles was cracked, and there was no longer a piece of intact land.

When the dust cleared from the sky, Li Qianmo was seen floating in the air with a cold face, and behind him stood a huge golden statue, as if a god had been reborn, majestic to the world.

Below him, there appeared a huge pit, which was more than 30 feet in size and more than ten feet deep. On the bottom of the pit lay those Kunlun disciples in disorder, as if they had been scooped up from a pool of blood. Weak, struggling on the verge of death.

A few Kunlun disciples who were healing fellow disciples in the distance stopped their hands in shock from this scene, stared at Li Qianmo dumbfounded, and couldn't say a word.

Li Qianmo looked coldly at the huge pit below and at the struggling Kunlun disciples. He could no longer find any pity on his face. In his eyes, these people were just a pile of dead bodies.

The golden Dharma Xiang raised his fist again, and he wanted to give them another punch and send them on their way.

"Little thief, don't hurt my junior brother!" A loud shout came out suddenly, and Li Qianmo and his Fatong turned their heads to look northwest at the same time.

I saw a blue figure approaching quickly, and it took only a few breaths to reach the front. The person who came was very young, wearing a blue Taoist robe, his eyes were like cold stars, his face was cut like a knife, and the Taoist crown on his head was half a foot high.

There is a rule of the Kunlun School that the more distinguished the disciple, the higher the Taoist crown.

This person's cultivation base has reached the fifth small entrance of the first level of He Dao, and his cultivation base is indeed worthy of his high Taoist crown.

As soon as the man stopped, he raised his voice and shouted: "Little thief, Chi Jinzi, a disciple of the Kunlun School, is here, don't hurt my junior brother!"

"Are you Chi Jinzi, one of the four great disciples of the Kunlun Sect?" Li Qianmo investigated the Kunlun Sect. There are four disciples of the Kunlun Sect. Qian Qiuzi ranks first, Tsing Yizi ranks second, and Chi Jinzi ranks third. , Zhenxuanzi fourth.

Chi Jinzi, the third person in the ranking, has actually reached the fifth small porch in the first level of Hedao, which shows how powerful the two people in front of him are.

Chi Jinzi smiled triumphantly, and proudly said: "Hmph, since you've heard about me, but you didn't run away, you've got some guts."

The corner of Li Qianmo's mouth raised, and he said coldly: "Surrender!"

Before he finished speaking, his Dharma image had punched Chi Jinzi, and the golden shadow of the fist pierced the sky. It was ten times as powerful as the punch just now, and it seemed to tear the sky apart and frighten the sky forever.

Chi Jinzi was shocked when he saw this, he didn't expect a Dharma monk to make such an earth-shattering punch, he swiped his hands in front of his chest, a huge ball of light appeared in front of his chest, and the Tai Chi figure in the ball rotated quickly, merging the vitality of heaven and earth, Exuding cyan brilliance, the majesty is incomparable.

"Boom!"

The golden shadow of the fist hit the ball of light.

The sky was completely dark at this moment, the air was trembling violently, the hurricane set off by the destructive force whistled, and the ground flew sand and rocks, raising dust hundreds of feet high.

Chi Jinzi received a punch from Li Qianmo, and was knocked back more than 20 zhang. When he stopped, he suddenly found that Li Qianmo was fleeing westward with his white eyes at an extremely fast speed.

"Where is the little bastard running away!" Chi Jinzi shouted, and quickly chased after him.