Peerless Genius System

So harsh and spicy, even his subordinates killed Xiang Qing, the PFLP-I in the main palace was shocked. Those key members of the Black Blood Mercenary Corps who survived the martial arts level were also frightened and stunned by Xiang Qing's actions.

“Whoever begs his forgiveness will die! ”

Xiang Qing shouted at the rest of his subordinates, “Even if this little boy is less than thirty years old, even if he is highly talented in training, he is only a Wu Wang rank at best. I am also a Wu Wang, afraid of what he will do, go with him and kill him! ”

Boom!

A terrible wave of killing and repression spread from him into an invisible hurricane sweep.

Xiang Qing roared like a wild beast with his hair. He took the lead in launching an attack on Sholo. His shock and shock caused pain in his eardrum. He jumped high and held the knife handle with both hands. He stood up against Sholo's head with one knife and tried to cut Sholo in half.

The intangible knife is turbulent, overwhelming, sweeping the entire space, the atmosphere suddenly surges, makes you feel like a mountain is crushing down, Wu Wang's power, at this moment, it definitely looks superior!

“Holy shit, kid, you hang on, Ben Duck, go to the bathroom first! ”

In the face of the mad Xiang Qing, the Duck Emperor slipped away very badly, quickly retreated back a dozen meters, this knife was too scary, its duck hair was rooted upside down.

Sholo ignored it. He looked at Xiang Qingqing with no expression. When his long knife fell, he had one right hand and one finger. He looked up, listened to only the sound of the metal clatter echoing. Xiang Qingqing's long knife suddenly stopped, and the reason why it stopped was that Sholo's right hand grabbed the blade that was scattered through the cold.

Hiss...

Everyone in the main hall couldn't stop sucking the cool air, incredibly watching this scene, with no hands to stop a Wu Wang nearly all the way to chop, who is this guy sacred? This is horrible!

“Pervert!” The Duck King sighed heartily.

“You're far worse than me.” Sholo looked at Xiang Qingqing, equally stunned.

“Bullshit! ”

Quickly awake Xiang Qingqing's face swept up again, his hands intensified, and the raging true force poured into the knife from his hands, forcing the blade to press against Sholoh's head.

“Boom ~”

The ground where they stood collapsed into a big pit, the sand and dust were flying, and the horrific fluctuations of energy seemed to roll the river and swoop around.

In the sand and dust, Xiang Qing discarded the knife directly when he saw that his knife could no longer cause any harm to Sholo.

“Wind and cloud!!! ”

Drinking loudly, he wrapped his hands around the vast true power, with a fierce imprint on Sholoh's chest, with an angry beast striking threat.

“No, this is the highest martial arts school of our party. Once struck by the wind and clouds, the five dirty hearts will burst instantly! ”

“Xiang Qing, this bastard is making a sneak attack! ”

“Little brother, get out of here! ”

The faces of more than a dozen elders in the purple moon cave suddenly changed, they could not understand the power of the wind cloud palm, which has the ability to challenge the previous Wu Wang in the early period, if the latter is hit by the wind cloud palm, even at the peak of the same realm, will fail.

But their shouting didn't change anything. Xiang Qing's wind and cloud clap were stamped firmly on Sholo's chest.

“Ha-ha-ha...”

Xiang Qingxin laughed with joy. This is his most proud and stunning move. Don't say zero distance bombardment, even very far apart, can rupture the enemy's five dirty hearts to death. There has never been an exception. In his expectation, Sholo will definitely die.

But the reality is that Sholo's body is still tattooed, his head down, and he looks at him indifferently: "Excuse me, what are you laughing at? ”

Hearing this, Xiang Qing's laughter stopped and replaced it with unspeakable alarm. He raised his head, his pupils shrunk and looked at Sholo. He sweated like a waterfall, shivering: “You... you... can't... can't...”

He couldn't believe it would be a reality, he clearly hit each other with a wind and cloud clap, how could they still talk to him safely?

Sholo's eyes are cold...

“Hoo ~”

With Xiang Qing's own knife, sharply clean his own throat crossed, that sharp blade easily slit Xiang Qing's throat.

After a pause of 0.03 seconds, blood water came out of the uncontrolled spill of the cut mouth. Xiang Qing opened his eyes and retreated one step further. His hands covered his neck dead, but still could not stop the bloodshed.

Blood not only gushed out of his neck, but also from his mouth and nose, he screamed in dullness, retreating four or five steps before finally falling, limbs twitching, nothing but waiting for death to arrive.

At this moment, the vast main palace was quiet and quiet, and the people in the purple moon cave were horrified. The backbone of the surviving black and spiritual mercenary regiment was pale. I can't believe that its leader died in the hands of a young man who didn't know where to run from.

Sholo glanced faintly at Xiang Qing's body, dumped Xiang Qing's long knife randomly on the ground, turned around and swept his eyes on the backbone of those martial arts black blood mercenary regiments. None of the swept men knelt down on the ground, put down the dignity of the master, and couldn't help but ask him for forgiveness.

Since then, the crisis in Purple Moon Cave has been resolved!

Hundreds of Purple Moon Cave disciples, dozens of white-haired elders, and Xiang Yangitis, who had almost wiped their purple moon cave from the world, were wiped out by an unidentified young man raising his hands and feet, which was unimaginable.

“Who the hell is this little brother? Why would he help us in Purple Moon Cave? ”

“Yeah, what's wrong with him and us? ”

“But why have you never met him? ”

More than a dozen elders up and down in detail Sholoh, I wish they could climb a little source with this little brother, so that their purple moon cave would soon become one of the top two gatekeepers, with high enough authority in the secret, instead of being bullied by a mercenary regiment into a situation where there is no way to fight back.

“Hey, do you guys look like Tang who lost himself in the endless woods when he was a kid?” An elder suddenly said.

His little Tang, since he was a disciple of the Purple Moon Cave, had only lost himself in the endless forest as a child.

The other elders heard the news, and immediately appended it to the peace.

“Right, right, right, look at that eye, that nose, that mouth, that's Tang. ”

“Based on the age at which Tang was lost, this age is also correct. ”

“It must be our little Tang, hahaha... our purple moon cave is about to rise! ”

The more excited these elders were, the less they actually felt about Tang, the more subjectively they hoped that Shoro and their purple moon cave was a little sought-after, so the more they believed that Shoro was their purple moon cave Tang.