Under One Person: Communicating with Xiao Zizai about his condition at the beginning

Chapter 39: Fourteen People of Quanxing

When the Heavenly Master came down the mountain, blood flowed like a river.

It caused a sensation in the entire alien world.

Quan Xing responded by challenging Tianshi to a duel on the Xilin Gol Grassland in Inner Mongolia.

The ten bosses and the company are all witnesses!

……

That day, the sky was high and blue, with no clouds in sight.

An old Taoist priest with white hair and a plain Taoist robe came with his hands behind his back, followed by a plump Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe.

That's Zhao Huanjin.

The four disciples of the old Heavenly Master.

This time, the Heavenly Master came down the mountain to kill people, and he only brought him as his disciple, and Zhao Huanjin never took action.

He watched as the Taoist priest killed people.

Like a witness, and also like an insurance policy.

Several elders from the alien world, who are known as the Ten Lords, and the company's directors, are blocking the old master's way.

Lu Jin is Zhang Zhiwei's good friend.

At this moment, he resolutely stood up. He looked at the old Taoist priest who was walking slowly towards him with an indifferent expression and said,

"Old Heavenly Master, please stop."

"Enough people have died!"

"If you move any further, I'll attack you!"

The old Taoist priest remained silent.

He just continued to move forward, without even looking at the Ten Bosses and the people from the company, and even ignoring Lu Jin.

"Zhang Zhiwei!"

Lu Jin shouted loudly.

White Qi flowed through his body, and in an instant, his hair and skin turned a light white.

A majestic momentum suddenly rose up.

The three levels of rebirth that disappeared from the world reappear in the world!

Lu Jin's Reverse Life has reached the second level of perfection.

Not only do the fists and feet possess the power of dragon and tiger, but even the tendons, bones and internal organs can be transformed into Qi to a certain extent.

At this level, even if it is damaged during battle, it can be repaired by using Qi. It can be said that it is immune to water and fire, and cannot be hurt by swords and axes.

In addition, Lu Jin also masters the Tongtian Talisman, and his strength is among the best among the Ten Lords.

Lu Jin shouted angrily:

"Zhang Zhiwei! I won't be polite to you anymore!"

After saying that, Lu Jin stretched out his arms and started to fight. He was full of vigor and momentum, but the old Taoist priest didn't release his golden light, and his thunder magic didn't move...

Just those narrow eyes.

Slightly opened, flowing with a terrifying luster.

boom!

Lu Jin stepped on the ground, and an invisible wave of air was released.

Like an afterimage, he pounced forward.

The old Taoist priest just raised his hand.

Zhang's palm, like a palm-leaf fan, was swung out suddenly. In an instant, it seemed as if the wind and clouds gathered in one palm, like a seal that turned the sky upside down.

Even the golden light spell was not used.

It's just pure cultivation of life and death.

The old Taoist priest's palm strike came from behind but arrived first, directly covering Lu Jin's head. Bang! There was a loud bang like thunder in the sky.

Lu Jin's eyes were bloodshot.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

The fear of the martial arts performance in the Lu family compound that year once again surfaced in Lu Jin's mind.

boom!

His reversed state was immediately shattered by the incomparable force, and the tremendous force pressed directly on his head.

Directly make him kneel on the ground.

"Sorry, Lao Lu, I don't feel like playing with you right now."

The old Taoist priest walked past Lu Jin and the ten masters.

Walking towards the depths of the grassland.

The ten bosses and company directors who were watching were shocked on the spot. They were so stunned that their mouths could fit eggs.

Especially Lu Ci and Wang Ai, who were also present at the Lu family compound that year, were shocked beyond words.

Immediately.

A smile appeared on Lu Ci's lips.

His centipede-like scar made him look even more hideous. He muttered to himself:

"Zhang Zhiwei, you old thing..."

"It's still so scary..."

……

Deep in the grassland, there is a vast and flat plain.

The old Taoist priest stood quietly in the center of the plain.

The ten bosses and the company directors were standing on a high slope in the distance.

Zhao Huanjin stood dozens of feet behind the old Taoist priest, as if he was afraid of being affected by the earth-shaking battle.

The strong wind on the grassland blows the vast green grass, creating waves like the sea.

On the distant horizon.

One after another, human figures appeared.

They came from all directions, like rivers converging into a turbid wave.

There are about a hundred people in total.

Among the crowd of Ten Lords, someone murmured:

“So many people from Quanxing have come.”

"You don't want to rush in all at once, do you?"

Lu Ci chuckled twice:

"So what if we all rush in together?"

"Do you think Zhang Zhiwei will be afraid?"

"I came here today to see how Quan Xing wipes out his entire family!"

More than a hundred people.

Stand still a hundred meters away from the old Taoist priest.

There are many familiar figures among them, including the four madmen who participated in the siege of Longhu Mountain, Yuan Tao, Han Dan, Corpse Demon Tu Junfang and other active masters in the whole world.

Although Quan Xing had a large number of people, the old Taoist priest seemed unaware of them. He simply asked indifferently:

"Where's Gong Qing?"

"Old Heavenly Master, if you defeat us."

"The leader will show up himself."

A tall and straight man with a crew cut, wearing a sports suit, and looking very imposing walked out of the crowd.

This person is just below the top.

Ding Shimaan, one of the two heroes.

The other hero was Na Ruhu, one of the Ten Lords. He was standing on the high slope, staring closely at Ding Shiman and the old Taoist priest.

He and Ding Shimaan are friends who have exchanged ideas many times.

The two are also on par with each other.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to see how big the gap was between them and Jueding.

The old Taoist priest glanced at the huge crowd:

"So you guys are going together?"

Ding Shimaan clasped his fists:

"In front of you, piling up numbers is meaningless."

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"This time, there are fourteen of us from Quanxing."

"Let me challenge you, the best!"

Ding Shimaan finished speaking.

Several figures walked out of the crowd one after another.

Including Ding Shimaan, the corpse demon Tu Junfang, the mourner, and the six demons, there are a total of fourteen people.

However, Yuan Tao and the four madmen did not enter the venue.

"let's start."

The old Taoist priest spoke calmly, and brilliant golden light slowly flowed from his body, illuminating his entire body like a bright sun.

At the same time, the originally clear sky became covered with dark clouds without anyone noticing.

Between the inky black clouds.

The plasma rolled like a snake, and the thunder rumbled and roared.

It seems like a natural disaster will strike at any time.

No one has taken action yet.

I was already terrified by this strange sight.

Only Ding Shimaan still has a strong fighting spirit. The reason why he joined Quan Xing is to constantly surpass himself in actual combat.

Reach a level that no one can reach.

This battle is exactly what he wants!

In an instant, fourteen figures rushed towards the old master like the wind.

For a moment, fist shadows, palm winds, golden light, and ghostly energy spread across the grassland, swirling like a colorful hurricane.

The aftermath of the powerful Qi-force collision shook the vast grassland, creating circles of ripples.

……

"the vast horizon is my love……"

"Flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills..."