Kunlun has a sword

Chapter 127 First Class Strength
Wang Qing was miserable.

The swollen face and dark circles under the eyes have successfully evolved into a national treasure.

The body covered by clothes is not much better.

Fortunately, this is a game, as long as you can't die, there is nothing that taking medicine can't solve.Otherwise, you won't be able to go out for at least a week.

Influenced by Xue Lei's vigorous and resolute style, Wang Qing was eager to solve the problem, bid farewell to Xue Lei, and went straight to the master's small courtyard.

He didn't even notice that when he knocked on the door, it was already 3:[-] in the morning.

As soon as the sleepy-eyed master in pajamas came out, he beat him up without saying a word.

The beating lasted for half an hour, and Wang Qing tried to resist, but the huge difference in strength between first-rate and second-rate only resulted in more violent fists.

After half an hour of activities, Daoshi Daoist finally sat back in the teacher's chair refreshed, picked up the teacup brought by the servant who was also quarreled by Wang Qing, and looked at Wang Qing coldly.

Wang Qing's body hurts, and his heart hurts even more.The master has changed, and he is no longer the gentle gentleman on the mountain who is like a master and a father.Do you, a first-class master, need to sleep?When I was on the mountain, I didn’t meditate and read scriptures until dawn.

Where did the master who could ask for advice at any time back then go?

The two sat quietly, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

In the end, Wang Qing couldn't bear it anymore.No way, the servant was very dissatisfied with being woken up in the middle of the night, and inadvertently forgot to serve Wang Qing tea.Seeing the joyful mouthful of Master's mouthful, Wang Qing decided to speak first.

"Master, well."

"Well, eat well and dress well, if not"

"That's right, the master is always strong and strong, and the dragon is strong and the tiger is fierce."

A blue tendon burst out from Dao Shi's forehead.

"If you have something to say, it's okay to go away."

Uh~ Wang Qing didn't dare to tease the master anymore, fearing that he would be beaten again, so he hurriedly told the master about the matter.

"Hahaha, you guys are going to challenge the fragmented incarnation. No, let me laugh for a while. I really don't know what to do."

Wang Qing stood there helplessly, with innocent eyes flickering, waiting for the master's next words.

"You guys, haha, forget it, I can't explain it to you, come out with me."

Bringing Wang Qing to the courtyard, the moon and stars are sparse, but there is no need to hold the lamp.

"You guys, the second-rates just understand it, and you dare to come up with first-rate ideas. You are too courageous. It seems that the teacher needs to let you understand the gap."

Wang Qing's face froze.

"Master, are you sure you didn't take the opportunity to beat me up again?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Following Daoshi's scolding, an invisible coercion spread.

Wang Qing froze all over, unable to control his hands and feet.Damn it, it was the feeling of facing the sword of the sword master's death.

Wang Qing's consciousness moved violently, he controlled his jaw forcefully, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

The pain brought a little clarity.

Da Luo Jian Wang.

With the unfolding of the Zhen Gua, the coercion eased a little, and Wang Qing finally took the initiative to move.

Master Daoshi looked at the Zhen hexagram formed by the purple yang line and the blue yin line on the ground, and nodded in relief.

This kid entered the country really quickly, and he really got out of it.Hey, there is almost no need to teach, the master is not easy to do.

"Okay, kid, let's look at this trick again."

After all, wisps and wisps of sword energy emerged from Daoshi's whole body, like a human-shaped hedgehog.

Thousands of sword qi merged into a torrent of sword qi, heading straight for Wang Qing.

Wang Qing wanted to hide, but the sword energy was overwhelming, like a net, so there was no way to hide.

Wang Qing tried to block it, but as soon as the Zidian Kuanglong came out, it was twisted and turned into fine electric arcs.

Close your eyes and wait for death.

Fortunately Daoshi Daoshi didn't really hit him, the sword energy bypassed Wang Qing, and smashed the bluestone ground within three meters of his feet into powder.

Wang Qing was shocked, he had never seen his master make a move, and he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"Look at the fart, come here and help me as a teacher."

Kacha~ Wang Qing seemed to hear the sound of something breaking in his heart.

Helping the master back to sit down in the hall, Wang Qing still couldn't help being very curious about this martial arts that was handsome for only three seconds, and hurriedly asked the master.

"Martial arts is a fart, everyone knows how to do it. When you advance to the top level and open up the meridians of the whole body, you will naturally be able to release sword energy from any acupuncture point. This method of releasing all the body's true energy at once is nothing but handsome. use."

Three black lines climbed up Wang Qing's forehead, you still use it if it's useless, you just want to be handsome.

Master Daoshi hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he knocked Wang Qing on the head with a chestnut.

"The two moves I used just now are common to all first-class masters. One is the suppression of artistic conception, and the other is the burst of sword energy. These are not moves, but only a kind of ability. Do you understand?"

Wang Qing nodded, then shook his head again.The words can be understood, but what do you want to express?

"Suppression of artistic conception is the most common method used by first-rates to bully second-rates. You have experienced it just now. Your aura is a bit interesting, and it can be relieved a little. When other second-rates meet first-rates, not to mention strength The gap. It means that once the artistic conception is opened, [-]% of your strength will not be able to play half of it."

Wang Qing recalled the feeling just now, indeed, he couldn't even move, let alone martial arts.

"Sword energy bursts out, don't look at it, I can't walk after I run out of Taoism. But who are you going to fight? Is that a person? The fragmented incarnation of the Shanhe Sheji map exploded a hundred and eighty casually Back to normal. How are you going to block it?"

Wang Qing sweated profusely, although he thought that first-rate would be difficult to deal with, but who would have thought that the gap was so big.

"That's all right, master. Since you can't fight, there is nothing to talk about about the treatment."

"Nonsense, why can't you fight? It's just that you can't fight for the time being. Although you disciples of the upper court are still far from being first-rate, they are already on the road after all. When you are all first-rate, you can still try. After all, you are doing things for the sect. You should fight for it." We must fight for the welfare of you. You have an elm head, how can I rest assured that I will hand over Kongtong to you in the future. Forget it, don't worry about it, I will talk to the senior brother in charge."

The corner of Wang Qing's mouth twitched, why did he always feel that the familiar master had gradually gone away.But such a master seems to be good.

Wang Qing wanted to ask the master about the situation of some first-class masters, but he was beaten and kicked out by the master.

Wang Qing was standing outside the gate, feeling sad in secret, when he suddenly heard a soft voice from the courtyard:
"Song Qiushi, are you crazy, tearing down the house for fun in the middle of the night? Come here for my old lady."

Wang Qing shuddered and left.Master, you wish you luck.

He and Xue Lei reported the progress.

Xue Lei doesn't care about not being able to beat the boss at the moment, but is very interested in the information of the first-class masters.

In his words, it is only normal to kill first-class people first-class.It's still interesting to kill the first-rate by the second-rate.

Regardless of this war madman, Wang Qing, who had been traveling all day, finally returned to his little den.

With the longing for first-class, he soon fell into a deep dream.

Still got an hour and a half of sleep.

(End of this chapter)