Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

"What if I don't want to?" Shen Qing said calmly.

"Then the only choice is to die!"

As soon as Xue Zhao finished speaking, a brilliant light suddenly bloomed around him, like the rising sun, dazzling and eye-catching.

At this moment, there was a wave behind him, and a blue Dharma image condensed from his primordial spirit suddenly emerged. With the power of a tsunami, it punched towards Shen Qing.

The fist shadow was huge, like a bull, and it carried with it unparalleled power, completely blocking all of Shen Qing's escape routes.

Faced with this terrifying attack, Shen Qing did not retreat.

A cold light shone in his eyes, and his hands formed seals quickly like a phantom.

As he continued to make seals with his hands, the spiritual energy in the world where he was boiled.

There was a sudden flash of lightning and thunder on the originally sunny sky.

Golden lightning appeared out of nowhere under the sky, looking extremely abrupt.

Under Shen Qing's gaze, these golden lightnings condensed into an ancient lightning seal.

There was a flash of lightning on it, and the roar was deafening, and it directly met Xue Zhao's unstoppable fist.

With a loud bang, the sky and the earth changed color, an unprecedented energy storm swept in all directions, and the light was dazzling.

The Eight Desolate Destruction Seal was now activated by Shen Qing with all his strength.

Rumble!
Xue Zhao only felt his soul tremble violently, and all the meridians in his body seemed to be struck by lightning.

He was shocked to find that the Dharma arm condensed from a strand of his soul dissipated like dust under Shen Qing's "Seal", leaving only a shocking remnant.

The Dharmakāya's arm fell completely numb and lost all perception.

"Hmm? What kind of martial arts is this?"

Xue Zhao looked shocked.

Today, Shen Qing gave him a lot of surprises and unexpected things one after another.

He clearly saw that this seal method was also a supreme martial art.

Is it possible to achieve such success in just a few days in the Royal Arsenal?

It is absolutely impossible.

No matter how miraculous the immortal martial arts skills are, or how easy they are to learn, they cannot be mastered overnight.

Immortal martial arts are not magic skills.

Could it be that he had already learned these skills when he entered the Royal Armory?
The more Xue Zhao thought about it, the more frightened he became.

The reason why this boy's cultivation level can improve so quickly might be because of these techniques.

But how could he, a low-level person born into a hunter family, possess such martial arts?
There must be something strange about this kid. I'm afraid he has a great opportunity.

When Xue Zhao stared at Shen Qing again, his eyes were full of greed.

He was eager to dig out all of Shen Qing's secrets.

Xue Zhao snorted coldly, closed his eyes and concentrated, and wisps of deep and pure blue light slowly dissipated from his body, like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, and gathered into the towering Dharma image behind him.

The powerful spiritual waves created layers of blue ripples.

The Dharma image, whose arm was annihilated in the thunder seal, miraculously revived under the irrigation of these wisps of primordial spirit.

A faint blue light appeared at the broken part, and the destroyed Dharma arm was reshaped at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it was regenerated intact and restored to its original state.

There was a faint sense of oppression in the air, which made Shen Qing look serious.

Xue Zhao suddenly pressed down with both hands, and the Dharma image that was dozens of feet high suddenly came towards Shen Qing with unparalleled momentum, overwhelming him.

The Dharma image contained tremendous power, and wherever it passed, even the void made crackling sounds.

Just as Fashang rushed to Shen Qing's door, Xue Zhao suddenly clasped his hands together and said, "Hah!"

puff.

The blue Dharma image condensed by Xue Zhao suddenly shattered, just like a loving mother holding her baby in her arms, tightly wrapping Shen Qing in it.

Then, the Dharma image began to shrink rapidly, the light was restrained, and it turned into a round bead emitting deep blue light, which firmly imprisoned Shen Qing inside the blue bead.

"This is the Dharma cage that I created. No matter how powerful you are, you can never escape from this absolute space..." Xue Zhao's words were filled with unquestionable confidence.

However, before he could finish his words, something strange happened.

Suddenly, golden cracks appeared on the blue pill.

The cracks spread rapidly, shining brightly with golden light, forming a sharp contrast with the brilliance of the blue pill.

boom!
With a deafening roar, the blue pill shattered, turned into a sky full of blue light, and disappeared into nothingness.

The golden light erupted like a volcano, tearing the surrounding space into pieces.

Shen Qing's figure was looming in the dazzling golden light, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, soaring above the sky.

Xue Zhao's face changed drastically, and he felt an indescribable force coming back at him, like a huge wave, drowning him.

He staggered as if hit by a heavy hammer, his head felt dizzy, and he stepped back repeatedly, almost unable to stand.

The soul that had just been separated was completely destroyed the moment the blue pill shattered. The severe pain directly affected his body, causing him to suffer backlash.

His face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He was seriously injured.

Xue Zhao stared at Shen Qing, his eyes full of disbelief: "Spirit Realm, you are also in the Spirit Realm?!"

Shen Qing, who was standing in front of the Dharma Image, raised his lips and admitted generously: "I'm lucky. I broke through a level by chance."

Xue Zhao muttered to himself, "Those two skills can actually reach such a level in such a short time. Such skills are truly unheard of and unseen magical skills!"

"I must get this technique!"

Unable to help, there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

"Okay, then I will come and meet you, a martial artist in the Yuan Shen realm."

By this time, Xue Zhao had already put his son's death behind him.

After years of fighting, the strong murderous aura seeped into his heart and made his face gradually become crazy.

He just wanted to kill Shen Qing and dig out the secrets from him.

In his eyes, Shen Qing had only lived for a little over a month.

Even if he breaks through the Soul Realm, he will only be in the initial stage and will not be his opponent.

Under the distant sky, a touch of gold slowly emerged, like the rising sun, warm and dazzling.

The golden image of the Dharma condensed and grew little by little in the void, and finally turned into a towering body hundreds of feet tall, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

"It's my turn."

"kill!"

Shen Qing's mind moved, and he kept slapping Xue Zhao with both hands.

The void roared and smoke and dust rose up.

Xue Zhao was also fearless and rushed forward.

The two of them each used their primordial spirit as a guide, and the tremendous Dharma images they condensed were like two gods and demons from ancient times, colliding violently with each other.

Fist against fist, palm against palm.

Constant bombardment.

Every fight was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting, which almost shattered people's eardrums.

The powerful momentum was like a violent storm, overwhelming and sweeping away everything around.

The surrounding hilltops seemed extremely fragile in the face of this terrifying force. They were affected by the aftermath of the two people's Dharma images and exploded one after another, with rubble flying and dust filling the sky.

The entire world seemed to be shrouded by this power and became dark and dim.

The confrontation between Xue Zhao and his opponent was like the collision of two stars.

The power of a martial artist in the Yuanshen realm is too terrifying.

The entire battlefield was devastated and in ruins in the blink of an eye.

The two of them fought each other completely.

Yang Feng and the others standing on the ground were terrified.

They hid in a corner and watched from afar, not daring to get too close for fear of being affected.

By now, they had already seen that Xue Zhao was a very important person, and they couldn't help but worry about Shen Qing and kept cheering for him. They also knew that if Shen Qing died because of this, their fate would be extremely miserable.

This has been confirmed as early as in Yongzhou.

Boom, boom, boom...

Under the blue sky, the sound of thunder is endless.

Wherever the two men passed, all the mountains, rivers and streams they encountered were smashed to pieces by their spiritual power and their spiritual magic weapons.

The more Xue Zhao fought, the more frightened he became.

Shen Qing's strength was to defend but not to attack. His spiritual power was as vast as the ocean and extremely terrifying. He was just like a monster, which made people's heart frightened.

It would be fine if he had strong spiritual power, but the soul he condensed was also extremely powerful, and his physical body was incredibly strong.

After only fighting for dozens of moves, he felt his soul trembling, his consciousness was hazy, and he could hardly bear it anymore.

This was the result of him breaking through the Soul Formation Realm for many years and continuously consolidating his breakthrough to the later stage.

If it were an ordinary Yuanshen realm, he would have been beaten to death by Shen Qing long ago.

Where on earth did this monster Shen Qing come from?

He originally wanted to capture him alive, but now it seems unrealistic.

Seeing that Shen Qing was getting braver and braver as the battle went on, Xue Zhao simply gritted his teeth and mobilized his spirit with all his strength, no longer holding back.

In an instant, an ancient and simple aura surged out from between his eyebrows.

A rusty spear slowly emerged, stained with blood, revealing a heart-pounding murderous intent.

"Condensation!

Xue Zhao growled and took out all the rusty spears.

This spear was an ancient weapon he found in a cemetery while he was fighting outside. It was stained with the blood of an ancient powerful being and was filled with murderous aura.

Xue Zhao's spiritual energy was boiling like a river bursting its banks. He shouted softly, "Kill!"

The rusty spear immediately turned into a stream of light and pierced straight into Shen Qing.

Shen Qing had a keen sense and sensed a huge danger. The hairs on his body stood on end and an unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped his heart.

His spirit had just been condensed and was still weak. He definitely could not withstand such an attack.

So he took back his soul in an instant.

The holy blood is surging.

Shen Qing's skin was shining with golden light, full of sacredness.

boom!
The spear was as fast as lightning and pierced Shen Qing's chest easily as if it were nothing.

Golden blood spurted out from it.

"Haha, it's done!"

When Xue Zhao saw this scene, he shouted excitedly and couldn't help laughing out loud.

But Xue Zhao didn't remember to be happy for too long. He saw Shen Qing's golden holy blood boiling, which actually suppressed the sharp murderous aura on the spear and restored its calm.

Shen Qing gripped the spear handle tightly with both hands and pulled it out from his chest without changing his expression.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique continued to operate, completely eliminating any remaining breath in the wound, and replacing it with vigorous vitality to repair the injury bit by bit.

Soon the wound healed completely.

Shen Qing looked down at the spear in his hand.

This spear is covered in rust, as if it has gone through countless years, and its ancient and timeless aura is overwhelming.

At this moment, the spear trembled, as if it had sensed something and wanted to break free, full of spirituality.

However, how could Shen Qing let it happen?

Shen Qing snorted coldly, the holy blood in his body boiled, and he used a sacred breath to suppress it continuously, preventing it from escaping.

At this moment, there was a sudden "puff" sound.

A small three-legged tripod jumped out uncontrollably from between his eyebrows.

There are ancient and mysterious patterns flowing on it, exactly the same as the patterns on this spear.

The three-legged tripod turned slightly and swallowed up all the bloodstains on the spear.

Then, the tripod shook violently, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, and the spear turned into powder under it.

All these unexpected events made Xue Zhao terrified.

There was a gleam in Shen Qing's eyes, as if he had thought of something, and he hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power to activate the Great Void Movement Technique.

The tripod exudes waves of excitement.

It crossed the void directly and rushed in front of Xue Zhao.

The mouth of the cauldron opened wide, and countless sword energies surged out like a river bursting its banks.

That was the peerless sword energy contained in the countless sword fragments hidden in the cauldron. Each strand was enough to kill a strong man in the innate realm or even the spiritual realm.

"what!"

Xue Zhao screamed.

Under this massive amount of sword energy, the speed was too fast and he had no way to defend himself.

In just a moment, his soul and body became riddled with holes and on the verge of collapse under the baptism of endless sword energy.

Shen Qing did not hesitate when he saw this.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Shen Qing activated the Eight Desolate Destruction Seal in his body, and lightning seals continuously bombarded Xue Zhao's body.

Every bombardment was accompanied by a change in the color of heaven and earth and thunder.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of bombardment gradually stopped.

Xue Zhao's screams also stopped abruptly.

he died.

The last chance of survival was wiped out by Shen Qing with the Eight Desolate Destruction Seal.

There was only dead silence in the world and a faint smell of blood in the air.

Shen Qing's mind moved, and the three-legged tripod returned to his forehead as if it were a spiritual object.

Everything is settled.

He stepped out and caught an off-white brocade bag in mid-air.

This is the treasure bag that Xue Zhao carries with him.

He had just seen it with his sharp eyes and had the opportunity to take it back.

"Master!"

"Aoko!"

Not far away, seeing that Xue Zhao was dead, Yang Feng and others in the convoy made sure that there was no danger outside, and walked out with their eldest sister Shen Fang and others.

Shen Qing smiled, quickly stepped over, and asked with concern: "Uncle, aunt, big sister, are you all okay along the way?"

"Everything is fine, everything is fine." They were still frightened when they saw the mess on the ground.

If Shen Qing hadn't come here.

They will definitely be in great danger today.

Uncle Shen Er asked worriedly, "Who is that important person? Will it be okay if you kill him?"

Shen Qing's face became serious for once. He said softly, "This is not the place to talk. Let's go!"

The fight he just had was quite noisy.

Although this place is dozens of miles outside the capital, there is a chance that it will be seen by some interested people.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is better to leave early.

After all, killing the great general of the dynasty, the head of the Xue family, is no small matter. (End of this chapter)