With a sudden roll forward, Xu Qing propped himself up using his hands, and as he did so, he gathered all his leg strength and delivered a powerful kick to the black-clothed guard's chest.
The turtle shell shone as it made contact with Xu Qing, and it caved in before shattering. Despite this, it was able to hold up against the attack. However, the force of Xu Qing's strike was too powerful, and it caused the black-clothed guard's body to be lifted off the ground slightly. The black threads emanating from his forehead also became slightly disordered.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Qing also leaped into the air and closed the distance again. The dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light as he stabbed at the depression in the turtle shell. Coupled with the power of the shroud cloth, he ignored the defense and directly penetrated it.
The black-clothed guard let out a mournful cry. The instant Xu Qing stabbed the dagger in, he moved it upward.
It directly cut through the Holy Wave Race cultivator's chest to his neck, his mouth, and his forehead!
With blood gushing out, the upper body of the Seven Palaces cultivator from the Holy Wave Race was split into two by Xu Qing's dagger. As his body split apart and spread to both sides, he died instantly.
This series of attacks had astonishing speed and also displayed Xu Qing's combat style.
Looking at the corpse, Xu Qing's expression changed. He sensed a familiar aura from the Holy Wave Race's corpse.
The purple moon in the Fifth Heavenly Palace in his body also swayed slightly at this moment.
"Red moon's aura?"
A strange look appeared in Xu Qing's eyes but it quickly dissipated. He knew that now wasn't the time to think about this matter. Hence, he put away the other party's storage bag and turtle shell fragment and sensed the dim Heavenly Palaces in the corpse.
"The Bizarre Nether Dao Snatching Art can't be used in the state of shadow fusion. After a cultivator dies, their sea of consciousness will collapse and the Heavenly Palaces will also collapse. Their Golden Cores will be tainted and can't be used anymore."
Xu Qing didn't have any regrets.
If there were no outsiders here and he wasn't on a mission, then regardless of whether he released the Poison Restriction or used other methods, he would have prolonged the battle a little longer so that he could extract the cores.
However, with others around, although he could obtain the golden cores if he delayed, the three Sword Holders from the field office would definitely be in danger. Moreover, if other black-clothed guards came to reinforce, the final outcome would be hard to say.
After weighing the pros and cons, it was better to end the battle quickly. After all, there were many opportunities to obtain the cores.
After killing the man, the shadow covering Xu Qing's body quickly gathered on his forehead and transformed into an eye. He then nodded at the three shocked Sword Holders and disappeared into the night.
The three of them looked at the Holy Wave Race cultivator who had died tragically on the ground and then in the direction Xu Qing had left in. They looked at each other and each took a deep breath.
They were once heaven's chosens from their respective provinces. However, after coming to the county capital, they realized that there was always someone better. There were many people who were stronger and more talented than them.
Regardless of whether it was Kong Xianglong, Shan He, or the current Xu Qing, they were all much more powerful.
"It's said that the Sword Holders of this batch have surpassed the past. There are a few monstrous geniuses among them. As expected!"
However, the three of them didn't lose their confidence because of this. Their eyes revealed sharpness as they sped forward. However, they no longer chose Xu Qing's location but another location.
At the same time, Xu Qing's figure also arrived at the center of the fortress.
The battle here was equally intense.
There were many black-clothed guards lying in ambush here. At this moment, when Shan He, whose code name was River Path, attacked, his blood qi erupted and a chill enveloped the surroundings. Wherever he passed, rumbling sounds would ring out in all directions.
Moreover, the more he killed, the denser the blood intent became and his combat strength continued to increase.
This was a secret art of the Blood Frost Sect. It cultivated a lump of killing aura. If this aura didn't dissipate, it would become stronger the more one killed.
Towards the end, he even laughed loudly as though he had fallen into madness. This was very different from the usually gloomy him.
As for Night Spirit whose code name was Enchantress, she was also extraordinary.
She, who came from the Great Void Demon Transformation Sect, transformed into a green-skinned demon that was 30 feet tall. Her entire body emitted green fog and her body was translucent. She would pass through everything and only take the heart and brain. She was incomparably savage.
Her special cultivation art allowed her to ignore all physical attacks and her attacks were even more cruel. Occasionally, she would devour the enemies.
As for everyone who fought against her, were covered in bruises and injuries.
Also, Wang Chen, whose code name was Sun Spirit, was also ferocious. His main body didn't step out from the coffin.
That clone was a natural assassin. It fused into all auras and appeared and disappeared mysteriously.
Occasionally, it would dissipate and form in the enemy's body, directly tearing through their body. Blood would taint the fog, but it only needed to sway to splatter blood in all directions and its misty body would continue forward.
There were also bolts of heavenly lightning that were attracted from the sky and descended in all directions, exploding wildly.
As a disciple of the Primordial Lightning Lineage, his combat strength was 30% stronger than usual in this thunderous weather.
Xu Qing could sense how powerful any of these three people were when he saw them attacking.
Similarly, the three figures who had noticed Xu Qing's arrival saw the strange eye on his forehead and sensed the fluctuations from the seven palaces from Xu Qing's body. Their minds shook.
What gave Xu Qing the most intense impact was Kong Xianglong in the sky.
Even though the four black-clothed guards of the Holy Wave Race with the combat strength of eight palaces trapped him with emperor-level cultivation arts and magic treasures fragments and even guided the lightning tribulation to descend, they were still helpless against him.
After noticing that his companions had all displayed their abilities to kill their way here, Kong Xianglong seemed to feel a little embarrassed. He glared and let out a loud shout.
The ten Heavenly Palaces on his body erupted in unison. The golden dragon roared and rushed into the clouds, tearing the sky apart. As the clouds shattered, he slapped his forehead and a red robe instantly flew out from the top of his head. After it manifested outside, it directly draped over his body.
The moment the red robe covered his body, blood mist erupted into the sky and the night turned into a blood-colored night.
Kong Xianglong's combat strength also rose on a large scale at this moment. An earth-shattering baleful aura rose from his body and swept out fiercely.
Amidst the rumbling, the four black-clothed guards all spat out blood. The black hands formed by the emperor-level cultivation arts collapsed and the fragments of their magic treasures were sent flying. All of them quickly retreated, wanting to leave.
However, it was too late. Kong Xianglong's body swayed and he directly appeared in front of someone. With a cruel expression, he slapped the other party's head. With a boom, the black-clothed guard's head exploded and his upper body also collapsed.
Kong Xianglong moved again and arrived in front of the second black-clothed guard. While the other party was shocked, he lifted his hands and directly pierced into the other party's chest, ruthlessly tearing him apart. Amidst a mournful cry, this person was torn into two alive.
As for the other two, they couldn't escape either. One of them was devoured by the golden dragon and the other was enveloped by the blood fog, corroding into blood.
Upon seeing this scene, Xu Qing recalled what the captain had said about Kong Xianglong being extremely cruel to nonhuman races.
As for that red robe, Xu Qing could sense the fluctuations of the Cloth Race from it.
"That is the Taboo magic treasure fragment that Brother Long refined five times." Wang Chen's misty body manifested beside Xu Qing. His eyes contained a dark glint as he looked at Xu Qing.
"Kid, your physical body secret art… is very strong! Let's find a time later to spar?"
"You'd better stay away from me," Xu Qing calmly said.
"What if I don't?" Wang Chen raised his brows.
"Then I won't restrain my poison anymore. You might have to change your clone," Xu Qing said calmly.
At the next instant, Wang Chen disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in the distance and coughed awkwardly at Xu Qing.
At that moment, Kong Xianglong also returned from the sky and landed on the ground. His gaze swept across everyone and he discovered that although the Sword Holders from the field office were injured and some even heavily injured, there were no deaths. Hence, he was relieved.
He then looked at Xu Qing and nodded before shouting at Wang Chen.
"Sun Spirit, you made a clone of the Smoke Race and you're complacent? Ah, you didn't learn anything else but you learned to be proud quite quickly. How about you spar with me?!"
"Brother Long, I was wrong," Wang Chen hurriedly said.
"Hurry up and repair the teleportation array!"
"Roger." Wang Chen hurriedly ran over and began to repair the array formation.
When Xu Qing saw this scene, he suddenly felt that the Kong Xianglong at this moment was somewhat similar to when the Palace Master criticized the latter.
