Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 319 One Punch Shatters the Street, Defeating Three Grandmasters

"Your swordsmanship is excellent; you haven't disappointed me!"

Xu Qing nodded, seeing that Song Que's sword intent had reached a peak, even influencing thousands of weapons to resonate in unison.

A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. The other person's sword intent and swordsmanship were the strongest he had encountered on his journey.

Song Que from Tian Dao did not disappoint him.

Aren't you going to draw your sword?

Song Que was refining his entire body's power and sword intent, elevating it to its strongest level, as he was about to unleash his most powerful sword.

Despite the intense intent of his sword, the Sui Emperor remained calm and showed no intention of using his own.

He knew his opponent was very skilled in swordsmanship, but they still dared to be so arrogant in the face of his strongest strike!

"Swords are not my forte. Your strike is powerful enough to warrant my punch."

Xu Qing said calmly.

But these words deeply shook Song Que.

The opponent's swordsmanship is not actually their strongest technique?

On the contrary, it's martial arts?!
"Very well! This strike will send His Majesty on his way!"

Song Que's eyes flashed with fighting spirit, and his terrifying sword energy stirred up the void. Everyone watching the battle felt as if they were about to be killed by the power of this sword, and their hair stood on end.

His figure shot out, the blade slicing through the void, and his battle intent and sword intent, refined to the extreme, bloomed with his swing!
With this single strike, all living beings under the heavens are reduced to ants, turning into dust!
"Well done!"

Xu Qing felt a stinging pain all over his body. With his physique and physical strength, even divine weapons would find it difficult to break through his defenses.

But before the knife had completely severed the blade, pain was felt.

This is precisely the strongest move of the Heavenly Blade that Xu Qing wanted to see.

His imperial robes fluttered wildly in the turbulent air currents, his eyes burned with intensity, and a domineering fist intent, supremely powerful, supremely strong, supremely high, and supremely self-reliant, surged from his heart.

Then, Xu Qing's body sank slightly.

Step!

The ground beneath their feet collapsed with a loud bang, and the entire long street shook and cracked as if an earth dragon had turned over.

The powerful, pale golden blood energy roared and soared like a golden dragon. As Xu Qing's arm spread out, his five fingers, like the sharp claws of a five-clawed golden dragon, suddenly closed.

The void suddenly solidified, as if the surrounding void had been tightly gripped and solidified by Xu Qing's palm, and even Song Que's strongest strike froze at this moment.

"Take this punch!"

Xu Qing raised his eyes, clenched his fist and punched out fiercely, unleashing terrifying blood energy at that moment!
Song Que's eyes trembled, as if the one who threw that punch was not a person, but a supreme true dragon from the highest heavens!

Then, his blade shattered.

The Heavenly Blade can slay all things in the mortal realm, but it cannot slay gods and demons in the heavens.

His sword intent collapsed with a roar, while Xu Qing's fist intent was extremely strong, powerful, yang, holy, and invincible!
Song Que's will was overwhelmed by this fist intent; he felt the most irresistible power in the world.

The person before me is no longer human!
Rumble!
The long street exploded, and all the houses within a kilometer radius collapsed and shattered into ruins under the force of that one punch.

Everyone watching from a distance turned pale with fright, trembled all over, and some even had yellow liquid flowing from their feet.

Both Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin were affected by the punch, and Shi Zhixuan and Bai Yuan seized the opportunity to severely injure them and send them flying.

"Brother Song!"

Fan Qinghui had a full head of black hair, her face was dark and covered in dust, but she was not injured.

Because the vast majority of the force of that punch was blocked by Song Que in front of her.

Tick ​​tock!

Blood flowed from all over Song Que's body. His clothes were tattered, and he remained in the action of wielding a sword, but the Heavenly Blade in his hand had disappeared.

He lost!
Song Que slowly raised his eyes, which were bloodshot and red, and spoke haltingly, "Good... fist... way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Que lost consciousness and fell straight backward.

Fan Qinghui rushed forward in a panic to catch the falling Song Que, shouting, "Brother Song!"

Her face was full of guilt, and her eyes were filled with tears. If it weren't for her, Song Que wouldn't have been injured like this.

"I'm sorry! Brother Song, it's Qinghui's fault!" Fan Qinghui hugged Song Que, pressed her head against his, and whispered, feeling extremely guilty.

"You not only harmed him, but also two other grandmasters!"

Wanwan's figure flashed in front of Fan Qinghui, and she sneered:
"None of the grandmasters you invited will escape!"

boom!boom!
Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin rushed out of the ruins, their faces pale and blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

They were all injured.

Fu Cailin, in particular, was affected by Xu Qing's punch and was hit head-on by the white ape's terrifying fist imprint. At this moment, his internal organs were shattered and displaced, and more than ten bones in his body were broken.

But because he was a grandmaster, he was still able to stand despite such injuries.

Ning Daoqi neutralized most of Shi Zhixuan's power, and although he also suffered internal injuries, his condition was clearly better than Fu Cailin's.

However, he felt no joy whatsoever.

Because the most terrifying thing is not Shi Zhixuan and that monster.

It was Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty!

Both of them glanced at Song Que, who was lying in Fan Qinghui's arms. The power of Song Que's last strike had deeply shocked them.

If they were to take that blow, they certainly wouldn't have been able to.

But this powerful strike was shattered by the Sui Emperor's punch.

The Sui Emperor was too powerful!
"Emperor Sui! What a Sui Emperor! It seems that the fate of Goryeo is sealed."

The grandmaster from Goryeo looked resentful. Fu Cailin understood that the powerful Sui emperor was unmatched in the world.

Goryeo could not stop the Sui Emperor.

The white ape and Shi Zhixuan landed on either side of Emperor Sui, like two guardians, releasing their imposing aura.

"I never expected that the highest level of martial arts that I have pursued for many years, breaking through the void, would be seen in His Majesty."

A bitter smile appeared on Ning Daoqi's face. In his view, the Sui Emperor's power had already exceeded the scope of a Grandmaster.

This must be the level of breaking through the void, which is the highest realm of martial arts.

Just now, at the moment of the initial stance of that punch, the entire space froze.

Although it was only for a brief moment, such a technique had already exceeded the scope of a grandmaster.

"These are your last words?"

Xu Qing's gaze was cold and indifferent towards the two people.

He was the undisputed leader of the Taoist sect, yet he became a lackey of the Buddhist sect.

One was a grandmaster from another race, who was not only extremely ugly, but also had assassination attempts made against him multiple times.

Both of them deserved to die.

"Having said all that, I will now send you on your way!"

Xu Qing made a ruthless move, no longer bothering to listen to any of Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin's nonsense.

Although they knew they were no match for him, Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin would never surrender without a fight.

Both unleashed their strongest abilities, activating their sword and palm auras, unleashing their life's power, completely disregarding their injuries.

Facing the Sui Emperor, who could annihilate the entire city with a single punch, neither of them dared to hold back in any way.

The only way is to fight hard!

Being outmatched doesn't mean they want to die.

Unfortunately, no matter how exquisite Ren Ningdaoqi's Eight-Pounce Strikes were, or how amazing Fu Cailin's swordsmanship was, they could not withstand Xu Qing's powerful punches.

The two flew horizontally, like tattered sacks, their blood gushing out and scattering everywhere.

He crashed into the ruins and collapsed, unable to get up.

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