In the midst of the blue sky and white clouds, he displayed his Qinggong skills and waved his sword wantonly, feeling like a fairy flying into the sky.

Above the eaves, Ziqin's energy and spirit were completely integrated, and the sword in his hand seemed to become a part of him. His eyes looked at the middle-aged man running in the corridor, neither surprised nor happy, but as if he had never seen anything before.

He saw several masters flying towards him.

Those experts were also top-notch figures, and they could tell from a distance that Ziqin's current state had indeed reached a terrifying state.

"Traitor, die."

The masters who were madly rushing towards Ziqin roared violently, suddenly jumped up high, and swung their fists downwards without using their weapons.

The punch hadn't spread yet, but the surging energy had already blown the tiles on the eaves flying in all directions.

Although the pure destructive power of this punch is not comparable to that of Shi Po Tian Jing who dominates the world, its power is no less than that of Shi Po Tian Jing.

In terms of destructive power alone, it is stronger than Ziqin's swordsmanship.

However, at this time, Ziqin had entered a state of no one and no self. Only the running middle-aged man was left in his world, but he did not pay any attention to this master whose boxing power was unparalleled in the world, nor did he pay any attention to what was about to happen.

The man who hit him.

Seeing that the punch was about to hit Ziqin, suddenly, Ziqin's figure moved, his feet kicked on the eaves, and his figure had turned into an arrow and shot out.

The sword cuts through the sky, and people are flying immortals.

This sword had already shown endless power when it was first released, and the running man in the corridor suddenly stopped, with a look of extreme horror on his face and eyes.

Although this sword was not close yet, the aura of this sword had already locked onto him, and without any martial arts skills, he could not even take another step.

"Escort."

On the eaves where Ziqin left, the man who punched looked horrified and roared in terror.

Next to the middle-aged man, several figures of monks appeared, and then they rushed towards Ziqin without fear of death.

They already knew that they could never stop Ziqin's sword, so they had no choice but to use their lives to delay the sword from falling on the middle-aged emperor. But on the eaves over there, the man who punched had already withdrawn his fist.

The figure landed quickly and turned around to chase Ziqin from behind.

Although the power of this man's boxing skills is not comparable to that of Shi Potian Jing, who dominates the world, his ability to send and receive it is far superior to that of Shi Potian Jing.

However, even so, it was already too late.

Ziqin's figure had just jumped out of the eaves, but seemed to have already arrived outside the corridor. The monk beside the middle-aged emperor jumped out, preparing to block Ziqin's sword with his body.

However, a sword energy suddenly appeared.

The sword energy does not spread, it is not sharp, it just emits a ferocious energy three inches in front of the sword tip.

Ziqin's figure was like the sharpest arrow, suddenly passing through the chest of the first monk, then the second one, and finally to the chest of the middle-aged emperor.

After his body landed on the ground, Ziqin staggered slightly, then suddenly spread out his figure and quickly headed out of the palace.

Although Ziqin's plan was successful this time, he encountered huge troubles. The strength of the master who escorted him was simply shocking. Ziqin was sure to kill this person with one blow, but the fist before his death might not be able to do so.

Can in turn destroy Ziqin.

The most important thing is that Ziqin used this sword energy at this moment, but it used up most of the internal energy in his body.

Although Beiming Zhenqi is extremely powerful, Ziqin discovered a huge flaw, that is, Beiming Zhenqi is not good at fighting for a long time, especially when faced with evenly matched masters.

When Ziqin used his sword energy just now, the inner energy in his body gushes out like a tide. The power is naturally unparalleled. No matter who confronts Ziqin, he may not be able to withstand the continuous and violent destruction of Beiming's true energy. However, because,

There is an endless supply, so even if Ziqin has hundreds of years of internal strength, he will never be able to sustain it for too long.

It was at this moment that Ziqin truly understood why the sweeping monk wanted to create Jiuyang.

The power of Jiuyang is said to be strong, but in fact it is not as heaven-defying as outsiders think. For example, in the original work, Jin Daxia himself once said that Shaolin's internal skills are as good as those of Jiuyang. This shows that Jiuyang is simple.

Its specific power is not much stronger than Jiuyang.

However, Jiuyang has one advantage, that is, it is thick, easy to make quickly, and its speed of recovery is unmatched in the world.

Zhang Wuji had practiced Jiuyang for five years, but he had an unrivaled inner strength at that time. Not all of the Shaolin monks might be as talented as Zhang Wuji, but those monks might not be able to reach the highest level even if they practiced for decades.

And Jiuyang's recovery speed is even more shocking. In the original book, Zhang Wuji exhausted his internal energy under the high tower, but he almost recovered within a short time. If it were other internal energy, Zhang Wuji would have died long ago on the high tower due to exhaustion of internal energy.

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This Jiuyang may be an internal force created by the sweeping monk to make up for the fragile internal force of Xiaoyao.

Ziqin ran away quickly. He was not afraid of the master behind him, but he did not want to fight to the death with such a master for no reason.

Fortunately, although the master's internal strength was strong and his boxing skills were invincible, his lightness skills were far inferior to Ziqin's. The distance between running and escaping actually grew longer and longer.

From inside the palace to outside the palace, Ziqin and the master rushed one behind the other.

In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed outside Dadu. However, what Ziqin never expected was that although the master was not as good as him in lightness skills, he was not left behind at all and actually chased him outside Dadu.

Although this guy's light kung fu is nothing, his internal strength is probably only inferior to that of Zi Qin, Zhang Wuji, Zhang Sanfeng and a few others. Therefore, even if he can't catch up with Zi Qin while running away, he will never catch up with him.

Being thrown away by Zi Qin, especially outside the capital, with a broad vision, it is absolutely impossible to be thrown away by Zi Qin.

"Traitor, you can't escape. Even if I pursue you to the ends of the earth, I will take your life."

That monk chased and roared wildly. He had sufficient internal strength. If anyone else in his position, not to mention roaring, would have immediately vomited blood and died due to the pouring out of his internal strength even if he opened his mouth slightly, but this monk had no power at all.

Strange.

A trace of anger welled up in Ziqin's heart, and he almost couldn't help turning around to deal with this person. With Ziqin's current swordsmanship, there was absolutely no problem in killing this person, but he was worried that this person's boxing skills would counterattack before death, resulting in a situation where they would both die.

Of course, Ziqin can also use Beiming to absorb this person's internal energy, but judging from the power of this person's punches, this person's internal energy is definitely not small. If he is not careful, he may absorb all this person's internal energy. Ziqin

He will also explode and die.

In fact, it is sad to say that the Beiming that Ziqin is carrying now is just a incomplete Beiming. Once he starts to absorb the inner strength of others, Ziqin will never be able to stop halfway. Therefore, he gets this so-called fragment of Beiming.

Since then, apart from Luzhangke's trick, Ziqin has never absorbed anyone's inner energy.

A flaw, this is a flaw.

As Ziqin ran, he shook his head helplessly. Although he could use his internal energy at this moment, he could never compete with anyone else's internal energy. Otherwise, once someone else's internal energy entered his body, Beiming would immediately run on its own and absorb the other person's internal energy.

By that time, Ziqin didn't even have time to cry.

After running for several kilometers, Ziqin suddenly felt that there was an extra group of people in his perception, and they were a group of masters. Ziqin was suddenly shocked.

Ziqin was not afraid of the masters in front of him, Zhao Min, but he was afraid of those who were from the five major sects.

Based on Ziqin's understanding of the five major sects, I am afraid that except for Zhang Laodao, no one from the five major sects or even the six major sects can be the opponent of the monk behind him.

So if the group of people in front were from the five major sects, Ziqin would probably have to fight to the death.

During the trip to Wan'an Temple, Kunlun rose to prominence because of the rescue of the five major sects, but Ziqin could never stand by and watch any of the five major sects being destroyed by the man behind him at this time.

Otherwise, Ziqin's reputation will become bad immediately, and the Rise of Kunlun mission will probably fail immediately.

Just when Ziqin was worried, a series of whistling sounds suddenly sounded. Ziqin's face suddenly changed when he heard the whistling sound. Then he carefully felt the breath he felt, and suddenly a helpless smile appeared on Ziqin's face.

The one in front is actually the Emei Sect.

At this time, Ziqin didn't know what to say. I'm afraid that the Emei sect, the old nun Jiejie, would immediately turn around and fight with these monks. Otherwise, Cuanjie would stand up and fight with that monk, and the end would be the same.

It could only lead to total annihilation, or even bring about the death of a large group of Emei disciples.

Fortunately, Ziqin's Lingbo has already reached its peak at this time, and he can really leave whenever he wants and stop whenever he wants.

With a thought in his mind, Ziqin's figure suddenly changed from running fast to standing still. With the sky in hand, Ziqin had turned around.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Ziqin.

"Senior monks should not be so arrogant."

This voice was cold and crisp, but it was someone other than Mie Mie. And with this voice, Mie Mie's figure had already jumped past Ziqin.

Ziqin was so horrified that he stabbed the monk with his sword almost without thinking.

No one knows better than Ziqin how strong that monk is. Let alone extinction, even if Shaolin Kongjian is reborn, he is probably on par with this person.

Extinction does not rely on internal strength to become famous. It is estimated that there is a chance of misfortune.

Ziqin's long sword pierced out as soon as it was wiped out, but it came later and attacked the monk first. However, facing Ziqin's sword, the monk suddenly showed a sneer.

Suddenly, several wheels appeared in front of Ziqin's Heavenly Sword.

"King Jinlun."

Ziqin almost exclaimed when he saw these wheels.

At this moment, the figure of this monk overlapped with the figure of King Jinlun in the Divine Eagle. Ziqin finally understood how this monk's fist power could reach that level.

Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, this monk is definitely practicing the legendary Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

At this thought, Ziqin couldn't help but smile bitterly again. He had previously thought that the explosive power of Xiaoyao Sect's internal energy was too strong, but it could not last long. Now God showed him what explosive power was.

In terms of pure explosive power in this world, I'm afraid there is no inner strength that can be stronger than the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

The Jinlun Dharma King has reached the tenth level of training, and any punch he throws out has a force of no less than a thousand kilograms.

Although the monk in front of me didn't know what level of training he had reached, he was definitely not low. This casual punch was extremely powerful.

As he uttered the words, there were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but Ziqin's hands were not slow at all. With one move of the long sword, he had already cut all the wheels into two pieces. However, at this moment, the monk's fist force also failed.

A direct blow to the chest of Extinction.
To be continued...