"You...you...how...is it possible..." Wei Wentong's whole body twitched, and after struggling to say these few words with a trembling voice, blood came out of his mouth, gushing out like spring water. His life essence was being lost rapidly. If he did not receive treatment in time,
, he is probably going to die.
"Someone is coming." Li Qianmo suddenly turned his head and looked to the south, then to the west and north, and found a large group of people approaching quickly from three directions. They were all masters of the late Taoist stage, and there were four or five of them.
A master of the ten great perfections of Taoism.
"Senior Brother Wei!" A disciple in green robes arrived the fastest. As soon as he arrived, he rushed over to help Wei Wentong, stuffed pills into his mouth, and tried his best to inject Qi into him.
Not long after, Kunlun disciples arrived one after another, three of them went to take care of Wei Wentong, and the remaining twenty or so surrounded Li Qianmo and Bai Mu.
"Li Qianmo, Bai Mu, you two will have no chance of escaping today!" A disciple in red shouted ferociously.
"Send a signal to the elders quickly." someone shouted.
"No need!" The disciple in red raised his hand and said excitedly, "With twenty-three of us, we can't defeat the two of them. They are now the turtles in the jar. If we just capture them, the master will definitely reward them heavily.
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"Yes, no need to send a signal!" Many people shouted excitedly, as if they had already captured Li Qianmo.
Li Qianmo raised the corner of his mouth and said with a joking sneer: "There will be no good end for being smart."
"You little beast, how dare you talk so shamelessly when you are about to die!" The red-clothed disciple suddenly shouted coldly, took out his magic sword and suddenly slashed down the huge sword shadow, as if it was about to split the sky, it struck the top of Li Qianmo's head, and actually hit the middle, all of them
When the Kunlun disciples saw this, they were all stunned.
But gradually, the struck Li Qianmo blurred and disappeared.
"It's an afterimage!"
"Senior Brother Long, behind you!" someone screamed to remind the disciple in red.
"What!" The disciple in red was shocked. He felt Li Qianmo's breath behind him, and the hairs on his back stood up. Before he could react, a burst of golden light bloomed from behind, and the disciple in red felt as if his back was hit by a mountain.
The bones in his body instantly fell apart, his internal organs were all crumpled into a ball, and his muscles and veins were broken every inch.
Li Qianmo punched out, it was ordinary, without any sense of vanity, the fist emitted a golden light, which was dazzling, but this seemingly ordinary punch was extremely powerful, and it had a resounding name - the Great Vajra Fist!
The red-clothed disciple surnamed Long was knocked away by Li Qianmo's punch. A junior brother stepped forward to catch him. With a bang, the disciple was knocked away and the two of them slid on the ground for more than fifty feet.
Stopping, two deep ravines appeared on the ground.
All the Kunlun disciples looked at the two people with dumbfounded eyes. They were all stunned for a moment. They saw the two people lying on the ground and twitching continuously, with blood flowing from their bodies and mouths. Especially the disciple in red, whose breath was dying, seemed to be possible at any time.
expire.
"Hurry up and save them!" The four disciples shouted and rushed to treat the two people's injuries. The remaining dozen or so people all used their favorite magic weapons and surrounded Li Qianmo with solemn expressions, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Li Qianmo turned around and said coldly: "The old saying is indeed true, good people will be bullied by others, and good people will be ridiculed. I may be too soft-hearted. I have always refrained from killing people as long as I can, but that's right.
Because of this, you have intensified your oppression of me."
Having said this, he glanced at the Kunlun disciples with an eyebrow, and said with a gloomy face: "But from today on, I, Li Qianmo, will no longer tolerate it. Anyone who offends me will pay him back a foot. Today, none of you will
Don’t even think about leaving here!”
As he spoke, the aura from his body naturally emanated, and the Kunlun disciples couldn't help but tremble, and they all took two steps back involuntarily.
"You little beast! You are so brazen even when you are about to die. We have more than 20 Taoist masters here, and we will be afraid of you, a little Dharma cultivator!" A disciple in white shouted angrily.
His words really emboldened everyone. Those who were intimidated by Li Qianmo's aura immediately exuded their Taoist power in an attempt to suppress Li Qianmo. At the same time, they all moved towards him and tightened the encirclement.
Li Qianmo stood there expressionless, motionless, like a stone statue.
Bai Mu looked worried and shouted harshly: "Boy Li, what's wrong with you? Why don't you move? Do you want my help?"
"No! I'll handle it alone!" Li Qianmo responded in a deep voice, still making no move.
"This kid is trying to scare people, don't be afraid!" The disciple in white continued to shout, and the others nodded and held magic weapons to shrink the encirclement.
Gradually, the encirclement shrank to less than twenty feet, and the disciple in white suddenly shouted: "Up!"
Everyone used their magical powers to attack Li Qianmo.
A cold light suddenly flashed in Li Qianmo's eyes, and the whole place was filled with a murderous aura. All the Kunlun disciples were shuddered by this murderous aura.
"Buzz!"
There seemed to be a buzzing sound, and a golden figure dozens of feet tall suddenly appeared from Li Qianmo's body. He was majestic and looked like a king lording over the world, commanding and commanding, overlooking the heaven and earth.
"die!"
The golden Dharma image opened his mouth and let out a loud roar, and the floating clouds in the sky were shaken away. The golden Dharma image waved his huge fist, and with one punch, the earth was torn apart, the sky changed color, and the brilliance of the sun dimmed at that moment.
Covered by Li Qianmo's brilliance.
"Boom!"
A huge sound went straight into the sky, and the earth shook like an earthquake. Everywhere within a three-mile radius was cracked, and no intact piece of land could be found anymore.
When the dust in the sky dispersed, Li Qianmo was seen floating in the air with a cold face, and a huge golden statue stood behind him, as if the god was reborn, majestic to the world.
Below him, a huge pit appeared, more than thirty feet in size and more than ten feet deep. At the bottom of the pit lay the Kunlun disciples, as if they had been fished out of a blood pool, all covered in blood.
His breath was weak, struggling on the edge of death.
Several Kunlun disciples who were healing their fellow disciples in the distance were so shocked by this scene that they stopped and stared at Li Qianmo in stunned silence, unable to say a word.
Li Qianmo looked coldly at the huge pit below and at the struggling Kunlun disciples. He could no longer find any compassion on his face. In his eyes, these people were just a pile of dead bodies.
The golden Dharma Xiang raised his fist again. He wanted to give them another punch and send them on their way completely.
"You little thief, don't hurt my junior brother!" A loud shout suddenly came out, and Li Qianmo and his Dharma Master simultaneously turned their heads and looked to the northwest.
I saw a blue figure coming quickly. It took only a few breaths for it to arrive. The person was very young. He was wearing a blue robe, with eyes like cold stars, a face like a knife, and a Taoist crown on his head that was half a foot high.
The Kunlun Sect has a rule that the more distinguished a disciple is, the higher his Taoist crown will be.
This person's cultivation has reached the fifth small entrance of the first level of Hedao. His cultivation is indeed worthy of his high Taoist crown.
As soon as the man calmed down, he shouted loudly: "You little thief, Kunlun Sect disciple Chi Jinzi is here, don't hurt my junior brother!"
"Are you Chijinzi, one of the four Hedao disciples of the Kunlun sect?" Li Qianmo has done some research on the Kunlun sect. There are four Hedao disciples in the Kunlun sect. Qianqiuzi is the first, Qingyizi is the second, and Chijinzi is the third.
, Zhenxuanzi fourth.
Chi Jinzi, the third person in the ranking, has actually reached the fifth small entrance of the first level of Hedao. This shows how powerful the two people in front of him are.
Chi Jinzi smiled proudly and said proudly: "Humph, since you have heard of me and you didn't run away, you have some courage."
Li Qianmo raised the corner of his mouth and shouted coldly: "Suffer death!"
Before he finished speaking, he punched the red gold with his Dharma form, and the golden shadow of his fist shot into the sky. It was ten times more powerful than the punch just now. It seemed to tear the sky apart and shock the eternity.
Chi Jinzi was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that a Dharma monk could actually deliver such an earth-shattering punch. He struck his chest with both hands, and a huge ball of light appeared in front of his chest. The Tai Chi diagram in the ball rotated rapidly, integrating the vitality of heaven and earth.
It emits cyan light and is extremely majestic.
"Boom!"
The golden fist shadow struck the ball of light.
The sky was completely dark at this moment, the air was trembling violently, the hurricane set off by the destructive power was howling, sand and rocks were flying on the ground, and dust was raised hundreds of feet high.
Chi Jinzi received a punch from Li Qianmo and was knocked back more than twenty feet. When he regained his composure, he suddenly found that Li Qianmo was dragging Bai Mu away to the west at an extremely fast speed.
"Where can you escape, little beast!" Chi Jinzi shouted and quickly chased after him.