Chapter 299: Besieged! The Overwhelmingly Powerful Lu Qing!

Chapter 299: Besieged! The Overwhelmingly Powerful Lu Qing!

2024-08-03

Lu Qing suddenly appeared before Xuan Ming, holding nothing back this time.

His blood and qi surged, and the innate true qi within his body also circulated at full speed.

Unfortunately, the few spiritual talismans he had stored in his glabella acupoint had been dissipated by the tribulation lightning when he underwent the tribulation and refined his body, transforming it completely. Otherwise, the power of this strike would have been even more terrifying!

Even without the enhancement of the spiritual talismans, Lu Qing's current strength had already reached a level beyond the imagination of others.

Although he had just entered the Innate Realm, even a typical Innate Realm master would struggle to withstand a single blow from him.

With the dual explosion of his physical body and true qi, Lu Qing's strength was pushed to the limit.

The battle dagger in his hand descended like heavenly thunder, aiming for Xuan Ming's head.

"Such fast movement! Such swift bladework!"

Lu Qing's speed was so astonishing that it startled the powerful onlookers.

Even the Innate Realm cultivators among them could only see a blur as Lu Qing appeared before Xuan Ming in the blink of an eye.

If even the spectators were so shocked, then Xuan Ming was even more so.

As a cultivator, he was not adept at close-quarters combat, especially with his mind already injured.

Thus, facing Lu Qing's incredible speed, he had no time to react and could only watch helplessly as Lu Qing's long dagger slashed toward his head.

Just as Lu Qing was about to split Xuan Ming in two, the golden-trimmed red cassock Xuan Ming wore suddenly emitted a layer of red light, protecting him within it.

However, under Lu Qing's formidable strength, the red light only lasted for less than a moment before it was cleaved through.

But that brief moment was enough for Xuan Ming to react. At the last second, he tilted his head, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.

Lu Qing's dagger only grazed his head, slicing into his shoulder instead.

Boom!

Lu Qing's dagger struck Xuan Ming's shoulder, but instead of splitting him in two, it was blocked by the red cassock, unable to penetrate his body.

However, while the cassock could block the dagger's edge, it couldn't completely negate the force of Lu Qing's strike.

Under Lu Qing's immense power, Xuan Ming's shoulder instantly caved in, with countless bones shattered.

The ground beneath him collapsed in layers, forming a deep pit that half-buried him in the soil.

"Ah! Brother Xuan Ming!"

"You little beast, surrender your life!"

"Evil demon, go to hell!"

Seeing Xuan Ming buried in the ground by Lu Qing's strike, his fate unknown, the other elders of Xuan Kong Mountain were furious and anxious.

When they had seen Lu Qing break free from the control of the Subduing Demon Vajra's calming golden light, they had already sensed that something was amiss and had begun to be on guard.

Who would have thought that Lu Qing's speed would be so terrifying?

Even with their utmost vigilance, they were still too late to react as Lu Qing closed in on Xuan Ming.

Filled with sorrow and fury, the elders of Mystic Cloud Mountain quickly moved forward to confront. Some used their fists and legs, while others brandished their Zen staves, jiedao and other weapons, each exhibiting their distinct abilities as they encircled Lu Qing.

Xuan Ming might not be skilled in close-quarters combat, but the few disciples beside him were all Innate Realm masters with exceptional martial arts prowess.

With their combined efforts, a violent force erupted, causing the air within several dozen meters to explode as they crushed toward Lu Qing.

The intimidating might of their attack caused the strong onlookers' eyelids to twitch.

"Hahaha! Bring it on!"

Facing the siege of five Innate Realm masters, all of them exceptional warriors from a secret land, Lu Qing showed no fear. Instead, he laughed out loud and made an unexpected move.

He released his grip, letting the battle dagger fall to the ground.

Then, he clenched his fists and let out a shocking, earth-shattering roar.

This roar was like waves, like a tiger, and like a dragon, striking fear into the hearts of those who heard it.

More importantly, as the roar sounded, the powerful sound waves shook the violent air currents generated by the five Xuan Kong Mountain elders, causing them to dissipate and lose their ability to threaten Lu Qing.

In the instant that Lu Qing shattered the incoming force with his roar, he did not hesitate.

Riding the momentum of his roar, he twisted his feet, deforming the ground beneath him. At the same time, a layer of white mist emerged from his body as he charged toward one of the Xuan Kong Mountain elders.

Although it sounded complex, everything from the elders' siege to Lu Qing shattering their attacks with his roar happened in the blink of an eye.

By the time Lu Qing rushed toward the elder, their attacks had not even landed on him.

The first elder Lu Qing rushed toward was a big monk with broad shoulders and thick arms, exuding immense blood and qi.

It was clear at a glance that this person had cultivated his physical body to an extremely powerful level and was an absolute expert in unarmed combat.

In the path of martial arts, after reaching the Innate Realm, one can cultivate Innate True Qi, gain the ability to project true qi outwards, and condense it into blade or sword qi for long-range attacks.

However, not all Innate Realm warriors would choose to follow this path.

Some warriors prefer to use their true qi to nurture their physical bodies, refining them to be even more formidable.

These warriors possess far superior physical strength compared to ordinary Innate Realm cultivators.

This path is often chosen by those adept in unarmed combat.

The burly monk that Lu Qing pounced on was one such warrior, specializing in refining his body and excelling in unarmed combat.

Seeing Lu Qing abandon his battle dagger and rush towards him empty-handed, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Boy, you're asking for death!"

A pair of broad and thick hands, as large as fans, turned crimson, resembling two bloody millstones as they channeled air currents and slammed towards Lu Qing's body.

Roar!

Facing the monk's fierce attack, Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even show any intention of dodging.

The tiger's roar and dragon's chant resonated from his body once more, and his fists clenched as two fists glowing with a white jade luster struck the monk's crimson palms like two dragons emerging from the sea.

Boom!

When the fist and palm collided, a powerful force swept through the area.

The monk's palms were several times larger than Lu Qing's fists, giving him a clear advantage.

However, the moment Lu Qing's fists landed on his palms, the monk's expression changed drastically.

He felt an abyss-like power emanating from Lu Qing's fists.

It was as if he was striking not against fists, but against two unshakeable mountains.

Under the overwhelming force, the monk's palms instantly twisted and deformed, exploding into pieces.

The impact even caused his arms to shatter, flesh turning into bloody mist, bones pulverized and scattering in all directions.

"Ah!"

With both arms blown to pieces, the monk couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

However, before he could finish his cry, Lu Qing had already taken advantage of the momentum of his punch to close in, using his shoulder as a shield and crashing into the monk's chest.

With Lu Qing's current strength, the force of this collision was immense. The monk's chest caved in, his internal organs reduced to mush.

His large body flew backward, crashing through two walls before coming to a stop.

But he was no longer breathing.

Boom!

However, Lu Qing paid no heed to any of this. The moment he had crashed into the monk's chest, he already knew that his opponent was finished.

So, in the instant he had sent the monk flying, he had already used the counterforce to step and leap, appearing before another elder holding a Zen staff. Accompanied by the tiger's roar and dragon's chant, he threw another punch.

The elder holding the Zen staff witnessed the tragic state of his fellow monk.

But at this moment, he had no time to grieve. His eyes widened, his aura exploded, and he ignored Lu Qing's fist, swinging his Zen staff towards Lu Qing's chest.

He intended to use a mutually destructive technique, determined to fight Lu Qing to the death!

But Lu Qing would not let his wish come true.

After comprehending the profound mysteries of the world's origin qi and undergoing the tribulation, Lu Qing's 'Intent' had reached a mysterious and unpredictable realm.

His fist techniques had also improved by leaps and bounds.

Facing the Zen staff elder's desperate move, Lu Qing simply twisted his feet, his body becoming strangely supple.

He twisted like a coiling dragon, sticking close to the Zen staff, but his fist remained unwavering, striking the elder's chest.

After being refined by the tribulation, Lu Qing's Innate body had become unbelievably powerful.

The force of this punch was no less than the collision that had sent the burly monk flying.

With a sound of shattering bones, the Zen staff elder's chest caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he flew backward.

"You little beast, die!"

After Lu Qing disposed of these two elders, the remaining three Xuan Kong Mountain elders finally arrived behind Lu Qing, launching their attacks simultaneously.

The first was a red-robed monk wielding a Precept Blade. He unleashed layer upon layer of blade light, enveloping Lu Qing.

This blade light was filled with sinister and murderous intent, as if the hellish Asura had reappeared to slay Lu Qing.

As the red-robed monk unleashed his blade light, the other two elders joined the attack, one wielding a short staff and the other using their fists, all aiming at Lu Qing.

"You dare use a blade against me?"

Facing the combined assault of the three elders, Lu Qing let out a cold snort.

He neither dodged nor evaded, even moving forward to meet the layers of blade light.

His hand extended, and in the next instance, the blade light vanished, allowing him to seize the center of the red-robed monk's jiedao, rendering it useless.

"How is this possible?"

The monk holding the knife looked at Lu Qing with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that his knife technique had been so easily broken by Lu Qing's bare hands.

However, in the moment he was distracted, his arm went numb, and the jiedao in his hand had somehow been taken away by Lu Qing.

With the jiedao in hand, Lu Qing first swung it twice, forcing back the other two Xuan Kong Mountain elders.

Then, with a horizontal slash, he beheaded the knife-wielding monk.

The knife flashed, and the monk felt the world spin before losing consciousness.

"Brother Xuan Ming!"

"You little beast, go to hell!"

Upon seeing Lu Qing behead the knife-wielding monk, the remaining two Xuan Kong Mountain elders revealed looks of madness in their eyes. They disregarded everything and channeled all their power toward Lu Qing.

Unfortunately, facing the overwhelmingly powerful Lu Qing, their attacks were destined to be futile.

In just a few breaths, Lu Qing easily slashed and killed them with the jiedao in his hand.

Puh!

When everyone saw Lu Qing behead the last Xuan Kong Mountain elder, the surroundings fell silent.

All the onlooking powerhouses were extremely shocked as they looked at him.

Many of the powerhouses' eyes even revealed a hint of fear.

There was no other choice; the battle that had just taken place was simply too exaggerated.

After all, the people who had just besieged Lu Qing were the elders of Xuan Kong Mountain.

These few Xuan Kong Mountain elders had all reached the Innate Realm and, because they came from a secret land, their strength was even more formidable than that of ordinary Innate Realm masters.

However, in front of Lu Qing, their strength seemed like a joke.

In a five-on-one siege, they couldn't even damage Lu Qing's clothes.

Instead, they were easily broken through and killed one by one by Lu Qing.

Whether it was Lu Qing's bizarre movement technique, his overwhelmingly powerful strength, or his terrifyingly unpredictable knife technique, they all impacted the minds of the onlookers.

Even after the battle ended, everyone still looked at Lu Qing in shock, and not a single person dared to speak.

They were afraid that they would accidentally offend this demonic god.

Even Yangming Daoist, a powerhouse from a secret land, remained silent.

As for those young monks who had been waist-cut by Lu Qing earlier but hadn't died, they were now trembling in fear. Their whole bodies were shaking, and they didn't dare to make a sound, afraid that Lu Qing would notice them.

In a dark corner far away, where no one was paying attention, a shadow was also trembling slightly.

There was disbelief in his eyes as he muttered, "How can he be so powerful? What kind of monster is this kid?"

"Oh?"

Amidst the silence, Lu Qing suddenly let out a soft sound of surprise and turned his head to look in the direction of Xuan Ming.

"Old bald donkey, I didn't expect you to have such a tenacious life. You're still not dead yet."

Everyone paused slightly and also looked in Xuan Ming's direction.

At this moment, Xuan Ming looked extremely miserable.

Half of his body was buried underground, and his exposed upper body had one shoulder caved in, and even one of his ears had been cut off.

His hair was disheveled, his face was covered in dirt, and his whole body was stained with blood. He no longer looked like the Daoist priest who had achieved enlightenment.

However, at this moment, Xuan Ming's aura had completely disappeared, and he looked like a dead person. It didn't seem like what Lu Qing had said about him still being alive was true.

"Playing dead, huh?"

Lu Qing smiled faintly and kicked a stone with his foot. The stone whistled through the air and flew toward Xuan Ming's head.

Just as the stone was about to smash Xuan Ming's head, a red light suddenly appeared and rippled, blocking the stone.

"Amitabha, Lu benefactor, do you really want to kill everyone?"

Xuan Ming opened his eyes and looked at Lu Qing with grief and anger.

When Xuan Ming opened his eyes, everyone was shocked. They now understood that he had been pretending to be dead earlier.

While they admired the mysteriousness of Xuan Kong Mountain's technique of concealing their aura, they also felt even more awe toward Lu Qing.

With so many people around, not a single one of them had discovered Xuan Ming's act of feigning death.

Yet, this young man had seen through it with just a glance. It was difficult to imagine just how powerful his strength had reached.

"Kill everyone?" Lu Qing's expression was indifferent as he said, "That's right. You bald donkeys from Xuan Kong Mountain will not leave a single person alive here."

As he spoke, he raised his wrist slightly, and a blade of qi flew toward Xuan Ming.

This blade of qi was released by Lu Qing with his full concentration. Even if Xuan Ming's body was protected by the red light, he would not be able to withstand it.

Sure enough, as the blade of qi flew toward him, the red light around Xuan Ming's body reappeared. However, it only lasted for half a breath before it was cut through by the blade of qi.

Just as Xuan Ming's eyes revealed a look of fear, and his head was about to be cut off by the blade of qi, a sword qi suddenly flew out from somewhere and arrived before the blade of qi, lightly blocking and dissipating it.

(End of Chapter)

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