Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1213 The Strength is a Bit Too High

The most capable fighter in Lingyun Temple is not the sect leader, but Taoist Master Qingjingzi.

He has been fascinated by martial arts since he was young. He has been traveling in the martial arts world for thirty years and has never encountered such a powerless situation.

His eyes focused, and the sword light immediately covered him like auspicious clouds.

The sword lights were countless, like a waterfall rushing down, and the power alone was extremely terrifying.

"Liuyun Luanjian? It's okay, but not sophisticated enough."

The leader of the Sirius Cult actually still had the energy to comment. The sword blade touched his fingers as if it had hit some weapon, with a series of crisp clanging sounds accompanied by tiny sparks.

But at this moment, the leader of the Sirius Cult suddenly seemed to realize something, and immediately changed his previous leisurely and complacent attitude, turned half of his body and pointed his finger at the empty place.

Almost at the same time, Shen Qingluo's thin figure appeared there, as if the leader of the Tianlang Sect had predicted in advance that Shen Qingluo would use the underground escape technique to launch an attack from there.

This gives people the feeling that it is better to receive the ball steadily than to hit it accurately.

Shen Qingluo's punch aimed at the back of the leader's head was blocked by the leader's fingers. The internal force of the collision between the two sides was so strong that the floor under the leader's feet exploded.

"Little girl, you have practiced the Mayfly Divine Art so hard that it may be even more powerful than the founder of your Tianjue Palace."

Shen Qingluo didn't say anything at all. He just stepped on the ground with his feet as if he could find a place to gain leverage in mid-air and turned over.

Her movements were smooth and swift as wind. In fact, no one could see Shen Qingluo's movements clearly. They only felt a flash before their eyes. She used her small stature to break into the arms of the leader of the Sirius Cult. In an instant, it seemed as if she had grown eight arms.

The leader took a step back for the first time and raised his hand for the first time. Although it was only one hand, he was able to block all of Shen Qingluo's fists, the trajectory of which could not be seen.

You know, now the leader of the Tianlang Sect is being attacked from two sides, with Taoist Qingjingzi on the left and Shen Qingluo on the right. He stops one with one hand and doesn't even look strenuous.

This level of martial arts strength far exceeded everyone's expectations. When everyone rushed to the Western Regions, they all felt that with so many martial arts masters present and the support of the Palace Master of Tianjue Palace, the Tianlang Sect leader could be easily defeated even if he had three heads and six arms.

It was only after I started doing it that I realized I was wrong, so wrong.

Even a well-known master like Zhou Wenyi couldn't last more than a single round if he went up there. Most people would probably be no better off. Having more people is not an advantage at all; instead, it would be a hindrance.

So, is that how everyone else just looks at it?
of course not.

The leader of the Tianlang Sect, who was dealing with attacks from both sides, suddenly changed his expression. He rolled up his sleeves with his left hand and swung it vigorously, causing a gust of wind.

The sword light of Taoist Master Qingjingzi was immediately blown into pieces by the strong wind, and the three-foot green sword in his hand broke into more than ten sections. He himself was also blown backwards by the strong wind.

Compared to Chen Yulu and Zhou Wenyi, Taoist Qingjingzi was able to land steadily on the ground by himself. However, the blow just now probably caused him internal injuries, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. He quickly used his internal energy to suppress it.

The leader freed one hand and swung his wrist to block the other hand that suddenly appeared.

"Tian Jue Palace is indeed full of talented people, much better than those who deceived the world and stole the reputation."

The other hand is of course Ning Xianer.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense and just smashed the leader's head with her powerful palm force.

At this time, the leader finally started to move, and the three of them immediately started to fight. Those with poor eyesight couldn't tell who was who. Ning Xian'er was definitely in the front row among the top masters. As long as she broke through the last level of the Mayfly Divine Art, she would become the strongest palace master in the history of Tianjue Palace.

Shen Qingluo has now reached the level of a top master, and no leader or elder in the Central Plains martial arts world is her match.

But under the siege of the two, the leader of the Heavenly Wolf Cult did not lose the upper hand at all. It was not even certain whether he had used his full strength.

No wonder Shen Qingluo said that he was not sure of winning. This was not just modesty, it was even an exaggeration.

With such strong kung fu, perhaps only those great men in the Central Plains who have become legends can compare with him.

The three of them fought faster and faster, and more and more fiercely. The collision of their internal forces made the whole hall look like it was devastated by a strong wind. Those with weaker internal strength might even find it difficult to stand, let alone get close. Many disciples were blown away, crawling away.

At this moment, a loud noise was suddenly heard, like the ringing of a golden bell.

When everyone looked closely, they saw that there was a big bald head next to the leader of the Tianlang Sect.

Master Xuanbei of Jingci Temple vomited blood, but he did withstand a punch from the leader of the Tianlang Cult. The loud bell-like sound just now was made by the leader of the Tianlang Cult when he used the Demon Subduing Technique.

The leader was about to withdraw his right hand, but found that his wrist was tightly grasped.

"Bald donkey, you dare to stop me?"

"Amitabha, the donor's martial arts skills are unparalleled, but his murderous intent is too strong, which is inappropriate."

Apart from other things, the Jingci Temple is indeed very good at taking blows. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the leader was controlled for a moment, Shen Qingluo and Ning Xian'er appeared behind the leader and hit him on the back of the head at the same time.

Judging from their performance just now, in terms of speed, they were actually on par with each other. The leader could only stop one of Shen Qingluo and Ning Xianer with one hand. After all, the other hand was controlled by Master Xuan Bei, who was so close to him, so there was nowhere for him to hide.

As long as one of the two hits, the leader will be seriously injured if not killed. The internal force of the Mayfly Divine Art is not so easy to receive, it is really strong and invincible.

This was supposed to be a sure win, but something went wrong again.

The palms of both men could already touch the hair on the back of the Sirius Cult leader's head, but at this moment, a golden light blocked their way. Their palms hitting the golden light were like hitting a city wall. Even the terrifying internal force of the Mayfly Divine Art was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Shen Qingluo and Ning Xianer immediately thought that something was not good, and almost at the same time, the golden light burst out.

Master Xuan Bei was the first one to be blown away. The old monk's magic skills in subduing demons were really amazing. He broke two stone pillars in a row before he stopped. A group of monks hurried over to check.

Shen Qingluo and Ning Xian'er were also struck by lightning at that moment, but they immediately used the Earth Escape Technique, and when they reappeared, they were already near the ceiling.

The two men's original intention was to hide here for a while and recuperate from the injuries they had just suffered, but as soon as they showed up, they saw the leader of the Sirius Cult flying up.

That’s right, it wasn’t a leap using Qinggong, but it was as if he could control the wind and fly up.

Shen Qingluo stepped on the top of the stone pillar and turned around to strike out with his palms. The wind from his palms was so strong that one could see clear palm prints on the ground more than ten meters away.

But this was like a gentle breeze to the leader of the Sirius Cult. He pushed Shen Qingluo's arm away with both hands and slapped him from mid-air.

Shen Qingluo seemed to be hit by a truck and flew away, and was embedded in the ceiling with a bang.

Isn’t this grandson a bit too strong?
(End of this chapter)