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Author: Sister Huangxing is here

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The broken monk was nearly 1.9 meters tall, charging forward like a giant elephant.

But in front of a powerful enemy, there was no obvious change in expression on the slender and graceful Shang Qingwu's beautiful face. His bright eyes were as deep and cold as a cold pool. The moment the monk who broke the precepts stretched out his hand, Shang Qingwu also raised his head.

The slender palms of his hands curled up into claws and clawed towards the vital gate of the monk's throat.

"This is...Dragon Claw Kung Fu!?"

Su Heng, who was hiding in the dark, was even more surprised when he saw this scene.

At the same time, there is also a feeling of speechlessness.

Whether it is the martial arts used by the broken monk or Shang Qingwu, they are all types that Su Heng is familiar with.

However, this is also good.

The battle between the two strong men will definitely bring great gains to Su Heng.

The premise is that no one discovers his whereabouts, otherwise things will not be very good.

Poof!

Shang Qingwu's five fingers may seem slender, but they contain quite astonishing power.

The bronze skin of the broken monk was torn open easily, and a stream of blood spurted out from the wound.

If it hadn't been for the most critical moment, the broken monk raised his head in time to dodge backwards, this move alone would have been enough to completely tear open the arteries in his throat.

By that time, no matter how powerful the monk who breaks the precepts is, he will inevitably die.

"The ends of Shang Qingwu's fingers are wrapped with some kind of translucent power..."

Although all of this happened in a moment when the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, Su Heng's five senses were sharp after refining the blood, and he still found some clues in the distance.

"It is said that after three blood refinings are completed, with the help of special secret medicine, one can hope to reach the next level of martial arts and refine one's strength through the body. Could it be that Shang Qingwu is already a martial arts master at such a young age?"

Su Heng had this thought in his heart.

However, he soon rejected the idea.

The monk who broke the precepts was not a fool. If Shang Qingwu was really a martial arts master, he would not have dared to come alone to intercept the convoy.

"I underestimated you!"

In the valley, the monk who broke the precepts suffered two small losses in a row, and his face became gloomy.

He stretched out his hand to cover his throat, but blood was still dripping from between his fingers, looking a bit ferocious and terrifying.

"The next move will determine the outcome!"

The broken monk no longer had any intention of looking down upon him. With a loud shout, his knees suddenly sank, his hands clenched into fists and placed on the left and right sides of his body. Then he took a deep breath, and the muscles all over his body expanded rapidly, becoming bronze.

The skin shone with a dull metallic sheen and looked extremely hard. The twisted veins and dark fascia on the thick neck were clearly visible, and even the wounds on it were blocked by wriggling muscles and stopped bleeding.

And opposite the monk who broke the precepts.

Shang Qingwu's face was no longer as calm as before, but became serious.

She took out two white silk-wrapped gloves from her arms and put them on her hands. She had just set up the attack posture of the dragon claw technique at the Dacheng realm when the monk who broke the precepts was already rushing forward with an astonishing wave of energy.

Bang bang bang bang!

The fist shadows all over the sky poured down like a violent storm, but they were all blocked by Shang Qingwu.

As the fight between the two became more intense, astonishing waves of air rose from the spot and spread rapidly outwards. The ancient trees around began to roar, and the guards showed horrified expressions on their faces.

, there are also masters in the blood refining realm and even secondary blood refining among them, but they are completely unable to intervene in the battle between the two. The aftermath of the fight is enough to force them back.

Refining blood three times often means that a complete set of martial arts has been practiced to the level of Dacheng.

The three martial arts are interrelated, mutually reinforcing, and integrated into one, so that the strength of a warrior who has refining blood for three times is often much greater than that of an ordinary warrior who has refined blood for two times.

It's almost a qualitative difference.

laugh!

The two broke out with all their strength, and the fight lasted for more than ten breaths.

The monk who broke the command barely forced Shang Qingwu back with a punch. He took advantage of this opportunity to step back, covering his chest with an ugly expression.

At this time, the broken monk no longer looked as majestic as when he appeared just now, and his expression looked quite embarrassed. Hot blood was constantly seeping out of his mouth and nose. There were also many strange, deformed whirlpools and depressions on his broad chest and thick arms.

, apparently his heart was hurt by some kind of skill practiced by Shang Qingwu, and he was no longer able to fight anymore.

"I didn't expect that you could practice to such an extent at such a young age."

The monk who broke the precepts stretched out his hand to wipe a little blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Ms. Merchant, see you next time."

Finished.

The figure of the monk who broke the precepts flashed and disappeared from the valley.

At this time, an expert who looked like a guard leader cautiously came to Shang Qingwu's side, and asked in a low voice full of respect and fear: "Miss, do we want to send someone to catch up and eradicate the roots?"

"No?"

Shang Qingwu sighed slightly and shook his head: "After all, this is the sphere of influence of the White Lotus Sect. We should leave as soon as possible to avoid causing trouble."

The leader of the White Lotus Sect and the guardians on the left and right are all outstanding martial arts masters. If one of them really shows up here, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"yes!"

The guard captain didn't ask any questions, nodded and followed the order faithfully.

They expelled and killed the remaining White Lotus believers, then reorganized their convoy and planned to leave the place quickly.

Shang Qingwu also returned to his carriage, but before returning to the carriage, Shang Qingwu glanced thoughtfully towards the hillside.

"What an amazing sense of perception?"

Su Heng completely hid his body behind a large raised rock.

He was not sure whether Shang Qingwu discovered him at the last moment, but even if he was discovered, it would not be a big deal. He wore a mask on his face, and there would be no other interactions between the two in the future.

"The more important thing now is..."

Su Heng looked at the direction where the monk who broke the precepts disappeared, his eyes were fiery, a bold idea had appeared in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Maybe I can get the remaining two skills from the monk who broke the precepts. Moreover, he is seriously injured now. If I can find an opportunity, such an attempt may not be impossible to succeed!"

This opportunity is so rare.

If I lose it, I don’t know when the next time I want to get the complete technique together.

Now that the situation in the city is becoming increasingly chaotic, Su Heng has always had a sense of urgency in his heart, and he desperately wants to become stronger.

"The pursuit of comfort will inevitably lead to destruction. Only by taking risks can I have a chance to get everything I want!" Su Heng took a deep breath, raised his head, and saw a wild goose fluttering its wings.

He immediately made up his mind and chased the monk in the direction where he disappeared.

I'm not feeling well, I'll update it today
Chapter completed!