Chapter 116 The Result Is Three People

On the other side, Qi Xuansu first wounded the monk with a gunshot, then raised his qi and blood to fight with the warrior.

Qi Xuansu's skin became crystal clear and smooth, especially his palms, which looked like white jade. This was not Sanren's magical power, but Qi Xuansu's magical power from "Xuanyu".

Although he was not a genuine warrior in the Return to the True Reality stage, his qi and blood were stronger than those of the Yuxu stage warriors, and he was close to the Return to the True Reality stage warriors. However, compared with the real Return to the True Reality stage warriors, he could not condense his body and spirit, nor did he have the martial arts fist intention.

However, the peculiarities of some Return to the True Reality warriors plus Sanren's Yuding realm cultivation were enough to deal with a Yuxu stage warrior.

The warrior was slapped on the chest by Qi Xuansu, and at the same time, he was hit hard on the forehead by a fist.

The two separated as soon as they touched each other. Wu Fu was still standing in the same place, his body swaying slightly, but Qi Xuansu flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and his back slammed against a pillar supporting the ancient temple, shaking off countless dust.

Wu Fu stared at Qi Xuansu who was slowly sliding down from the pillar, and said gloomily: "Are you also a Wu Fu?"

Qi Xuansu shook his body, shook off the dust on his body, and said nothing.

Wu Fu stomped on the ground hard, using the recoil force to rush towards Qi Xuansu, but when he was still more than ten feet away from Qi Xuansu, he took another step forward, forcibly stopped his forward momentum, and then took a step back, making the whole person like a bow full moon, and then punched out hard, like a bow with an arrow.

The fist whistled through the air.

Qi Xuansu caught this punch that was enough to shatter gold and stone with his left hand, and the fist force passed through his palm, forcing him to fly backwards again. But at the same time, he raised his right hand, and a cold light shot out.

The sharp cold light cut a long and thin cut in the throat of the warrior, and blood was faintly seeping out.

The warrior was shocked and angry.

At that moment, his throat was almost cut.

On the other side, Qi Xuansu fell to the ground with a bang. If the punch of the warrior had landed on Qi Xuansu in the past, it would not be surprising that Qi Xuansu would be seriously injured. But now Qi Xuansu is no longer the same as before. After falling to the ground, he almost stood up immediately. His face, which was slightly pale because of the punch, returned to normal blood color at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then Qi Xuansu did not retreat but advanced, closing the distance between the two to within three feet again, and swept his sleeve past.

Another knife, shot at the warrior again.

Fortunately, the warrior was prepared this time, and used his arms to block the cold light.

This cold light finally revealed its true appearance, which was the flying knife that Zhang Yuelu gave to Qi Xuansu.

The warrior calmed down and his face was solemn.

Although many people look down on "Sword Controlling Technique", thinking that "Sword Controlling Technique" is for noble ladies, while "Sword Controlling Technique" is just for maids, but for people with innate talent, "Sword Controlling Technique" is still a first-class killing technique.

Without seeing how Qi Xuansu moved, another cold light shot out.

Compared with "Sword Controlling Technique", "Sword Controlling Technique" is only less flexible, but its speed is not much inferior. Although it is not possible to say "only speed can't be broken", Wu Fu is not a banished immortal, and dare not be careless.

Wu Fu leaned back suddenly, and the cold light flashed. The sword energy it carried not only left a blood mark on his forehead, but also cut off a lot of hair.

Wu Fu knew that if he defended for a long time, he would lose. His body moved suddenly. Facing another flying knife from Qi Xuansu, at the cost of being pierced through his palm, he punched Qi Xuansu's forehead and eyebrows. Due to the wind from the fist, Qi Xuansu's hair fluttered back suddenly.

However, when the fist was only an inch away from his forehead, Qi Xuansu also leaned back, barely avoiding the aftereffect of the punch, and then swept backwards.

The warrior took advantage of the situation and followed closely.

One rushed forward, the other retreated, and they left the ancient temple one after the other and came to the vast rain curtain outside.

Qi Xuansu changed his body shape and kicked out.

The warrior stretched out his hand to grab Qi Xuansu's ankle, but was kicked on the temple by Qi Xuansu's other foot.

The two fought in close combat again. Qi Xuansu's advantage was his vigorous blood, and the warrior's advantage was his boxing skills. The two moved back and forth in the rain curtain, shattering the huge rain curtain. With the two as the center of the circle, countless rain rose and turned into mist, and a large blank space appeared in the vast rain curtain.

The two collided with a bang, and Qi Xuansu's figure floated backward, splashing countless mud with every step. The warrior followed like a shadow. Although one of his palms was disabled, his arms were intact. His two arms were like two copper and iron whips, hammering Qi Xuansu hard. Each time he struck, he could split mountains and rocks. His fists and feet whistled like the wind.

After fighting for dozens of moves, Qi Xuansu retreated with the force of the warrior's punch, pulling away for a distance.

This time, the warrior did not pursue him, and did not even speak. Because of the disorder of the blood and qi in his body, his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

Although on the surface, the warrior had the upper hand, under the control of Qi Xuansu's blood and qi, the warrior could not hold on without Qi Xuansu's attack.

On the other hand, Qi Xuansu exhaled gently and then exhaled again. The blood and qi flowed through his body, and his face became ruddy again.

The magic of "Xuan Yu" actually doubled Qi Xuansu's combat power.

Qi Xuansu turned from defense to offense and threw a punch, soft and weak, straight to the face of the warrior, unbelievable.

The warrior stretched out his hand to block the punch and was about to counterattack.

Qi Xuansu slapped out with his right palm at the same time, and the true energy gathered in the palm.

Wu Fu then raised his hand to block. He never expected that Qi Xuansu had Qi in his body besides Wu Fu's Qi and blood. His arm was forced back by Qi Xuansu's palm, causing his palm and Qi Xuansu's palm to hit his chest at the same time. , the strength penetrated the body, and only a burst of cracking sound was heard. I don’t know how many ribs were broken. Even if the martial artist has supernatural powers derived from flesh and blood, if the internal organs are stabbed by the ribs, it will not be possible to recover quickly.

Qi Xuansu wanted to stay alive for questioning, so he did not kill him, but took out the "Dragon Hand Gun" and reloaded it. Unexpectedly, this warrior was extremely brave, and when his ribs were broken, it was so painful that it aroused rage. He rolled on the ground, opened his arms and hugged Qi Xuansu's right leg.

Qi Xuansu was taken aback. He didn't even bother loading his gun, so he broke free from the man's restraints and kicked out. But this martial artist was a good grappler. His right arm grew out and even hugged Qi Xuansu's left leg. He then rolled, making Qi Xuansu unable to stand still and immediately fell down.

That was all. The monk who was seriously injured by Zhang Yuelu walked out of the ancient temple at some point and was staggering towards Qi Xuansu with his sword in hand, looking like a living corpse.

"You are seeking your own death, so you can't blame me." Qi Xuansu was not a kind person, and he was also aroused. He directly pulled out his "Qingyuan" and struck hard at the back of Wu Fu who was hugging his legs. Prick hard.

Even Diswen's heart was cut open by Qi Xuansu, not to mention a martial artist in the Yuxu stage. This martial artist was stabbed to the core by a sword. The martial artist's key point was his heart, and he immediately entered the state of death. In this state, he was no longer able to hold Qi Xuansu's legs.

Qi Xuansu kicked him with both feet. Not only did he fly away, but he also broke his neck.

Seeing this, the monk holding the sword quickly turned around and staggered back to the temple.

But Qi Xuansu could not be soft-hearted, so he put away "Qingyuan" for the time being and began to load the "Shenlong Handgun".

The monk had just run to the door of the ancient temple. Qi Xuansu had already raised his gun and pointed it at the back of the monk's head. He pressed down the hammer with his thumb and pulled the trigger with his index finger. There was only a sound of the gun, and a deep hole appeared on the back of the monk's head. Bloody hole, he fell forward and fell to the ground, dead as hell.

Qi Xuansu paused for a moment, reloaded, put the gun on his waist, and then pulled out "Qingyuan" again.

At this moment, Zhang Yuelu, who had manifested the Dharma, crashed through a wall with his back and swept out of the ancient temple. The Qi Refiner and the Sanren followed closely behind, and the three of them rushed into the dense forest outside the ancient temple. Zhang Yuelu tried to use the trees to block the flying sword, but the flying sword was so sharp that wherever the sword light passed, the trees collapsed, even if The big tree where the two hugged each other was no exception.

Qi Xuansu did not rush to help Zhang Yuelu, but walked to the ancient temple first.

At this time, there were three people in the ancient temple, namely the monk who was seriously injured by Qi Xuansu with a fire gun, the martial artist and the alchemist who were seriously injured by Zhang Yuelu.

Although the three of them were still alive, they all lost the strength to fight. They were all shocked when they saw Qi Xuansu entering the ancient temple with a murderous look on his face and holding a sword.

The martial artist who was beaten by Zhang Yuelu and bleeding from all his orifices was the least injured. He immediately wanted to get up and run away. Qi Xuansu was not willing to let him escape. He stepped forward, grabbed the warrior's back collar with his left hand, and stabbed him directly with his right hand. The tip of the sword came out from the front of his chest, which was a chill in his heart.

This martial artist was seriously injured, and his heart was pierced. Even in the realm of flesh and blood, he was immediately dead.

Seeing this scene, the other two people were horrified even if they were used to this kind of murderous business. After all, fighting to death and watching others being slaughtered are two completely different feelings. Their hearts, liver and five internal organs were really about to fly to the sky. .

Qi Xuansu pushed Wu Fu's body away without any nonsense, and quickly came to the alchemist. After all, the alchemist was weak. He had been pierced by the sword before. At this time, he had less air coming in and more air coming out. Qi Xuansu directly stabbed him in the chest with the sword. , then stirred it up and gave him a good time.

Then Qi Xuansu drew his sword and strode towards the monk who was injured by the gun.

The bhikkhu reluctantly stood up and saw Qi Xuansu stabbing with a sword, but a force of energy came out of nowhere and he barely managed to dodge it.

Qi Xuansu swept the monk's legs, tripping the monk to the ground. Because the bhikkhu was wearing armor, he reached out and grabbed the bhikkhu's helmet, pulled it back, exposing the vital parts of his throat, and then cut his throat with a sword, killing him.

In the blink of an eye, out of the seven killers, only the two who were fighting with Zhang Yuelu were left.

However, Qi Xuansu also knew that these two people were the most difficult to deal with, so he had to think of a way.