Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 5572  Hu Qing's Strength

The small hands clenched tightly, nails piercing the palms, and a blood-red moon flowed through the fingers, dripping onto the ruins.

Above the ruins, the battle between the two was intense.

As Long Yi fought on, his strength grew, and his aura continuously rose, while Hu Qing's breath weakened.

Even at the supreme-peak level, it was challenging to contend with a powerhouse like Long Yi, especially when it came to combat experience, where he clearly dominated. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

In a moment of distraction, countless fist shadows descended. A gleam appeared at the center of Hu Qing's eyebrows, and his figure disappeared instantly, evading the attack. Before he could catch his breath, a lingering figure emerged behind him – Long Yi.

Bang!

A heavy kick ruthlessly landed on Hu Qing's back. With a muffled sound, this blow shattered Hu Qing's physical body, tearing apart his divine body as well.

Hu Qing's body crashed heavily into the ruins, causing the entire structure to sink.

Jiang Shang, witnessing this, was filled with intense anger. However, her strength was insufficient. Even if she joined the fight, she would likely not withstand a single round and only serve as a distraction to her master.

She could only watch helplessly.

Jiang Shang, witnessing this, was filled with intense anger. However, her strength was insufficient. Even if she joined the fight, she would likely not withstand a single round and only serve as a distraction to her master.

She could only watch helplessly.

Unbeknownst to her, her aura was steadily rising, undergoing a boundless leap without limits.

Soon, it reached the edge of the supreme-peak.

In the deep pit of the ruins, Hu Qing's white robe shattered, and he slowly stood up from the wreckage. There were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, but the visible injuries on his body began to heal.

Rip!

Casually tearing off the tattered robe, revealing a set of black silk garments that matched Hu Qing perfectly.

His physical body was torn, but the black silk garments showed no signs of damage.

The force unleashed by Long Yi just now was sufficient to destroy ordinary Eternal Treasures, yet this attire remained intact, evidently far from ordinary.

This is a peak Eternal Treasure.

Puff!

Hu Qing turned and spat out blood from his mouth, slightly moved his body, looked up at Long Yi in the sky, his expression calm.

The recent battle was just a warm-up.

Long Yi raised an eyebrow, not surprised by Hu Qing's strength this time, but rather found the opponent to be very calm.

"Hu Qing, aren't you afraid?"

Staring at Hu Qing, Long Yi was puzzled. The opponent didn't use full strength, and he wasn't hiding it.

After all, he was an Inheritor, and he didn't want to directly crush Hu Qing.

If he really used his full power, Hu Qing might have fallen just now.

Inside the Qishen Temple, apart from Zhen Ling and the other three Temple Masters, no one could withstand him for a round.

That's how confident he was!

As for the other three Temple Masters, it wasn't because the opponents were strong, but they were all the same, puppet bodies that were hard to kill in the Tribulation realm.

Unless a Third Tribulation realm expert with mastery over the universe appeared, they could directly defeat them.

Their defensive abilities were even stronger than Emperor Jueyun back then.

Hu Qing couldn't stop him!

He just didn't want to harm Hu Qing, preferably resolving it peacefully and handing over that young girl.

Although he was a puppet, he also understood the human heart.

Hu Qing soared into the air, facing Long Yi, his voice resounding, "What my masters taught me is, if you want to protect, don't be afraid!"

His masters didn't fear death to protect him, and all of them perished.

Jian Wushuang was the same, desperately protecting him, escaping from the army of corpses, and facing death, they all stood in front of him.

Now, when it was his turn to protect, how could he possibly retreat?

Long Yi sighed, shook his head, and then his gaze also changed a bit. He spoke, "Then don't blame me!"

This time, he wouldn't hold back. He would directly inflict severe injuries on Hu Qing and then take Jiang Shang away.

No choice, everything was for the greater good!

Threatening Zhen Ling meant threatening the entire Qishen Temple, and he had to act.

If it were for other reasons, he would be willing to plead, even against Zhen Ling's will.

"Imperial Weapon of the Dragon!" Long Yi angrily shouted, and his towering figure began to tremble.

Crack!

Behind him, the green armor cracked, revealing sharp thorns, and a dragon tail swayed up from behind, transforming directly into a dragon-human state.

At this moment, Long Yi's strength surpassed that of a Divine General, but it was only half of his full power. Nevertheless, it was enough to deal with Hu Qing.

Currently, Hu Qing's strength, at best, could rival Wu Zuo. Being able to compete with Wu Zuo right after entering the supreme-peak was already quite formidable.

A terrifying aura erupted, directly shaking Hu Qing thousands of miles away.

Under the shimmering beams of light, Hu Qing, who barely withstood the shockwaves, also unleashed his full power. The mark on his forehead flashed, and his strength reached its peak.

"Samsara!"

Long Yi employed peak secret techniques, while Hu Qing also unleashed his newly elevated Samsara supreme technique at the level of universal secrets.

For a moment, the auras of the two were extremely fierce.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, there was still a vast difference in strength.

Long Yi's strength surpassed Hu Qing's by a whole level.

This battle held no suspense!

Boom!

A powerful aura tore through the space of the mortal realm. Through the space, Long Yi unilaterally suppressed Hu Qing.

This was a dual suppression of both realm and power.

Hu Qing reached the supreme-peak because he had transcended the boundary of universal secrets, the realm of space, and even the black hole, but he had not reached the level of the universe.

He suffered a major setback as soon as they clashed.

The aura suppressed by Long Yi began to decline.

Fortunately, the Samsara supreme technique, the core technique of one of the Three Great Divine Masters, the 'Samsara Sacred Lord', had now been improved by Hu Qing to the level of universal secrets, barely managing to withstand Long Yi's first blow.

Bang! Bang!

Sounds of explosive Qi resonated, and Jiang Shang, far away, could only hear the sounds but couldn't see the figures of the two.

At this point, even Jiang Shang, whose aura had risen to the supreme-peak, couldn't observe the two fighting. In terms of spatial realm, there was still a significant gap.

Swoosh! Two figures appeared simultaneously the next moment, but after a brief clash, they vanished once again.

Jiang Shang could only sense that Master Hu Qing's aura was steadily weakening with each passing moment, while Long Yi, who wielded the Imperial Guest of the Dragon, grew stronger with each battle.

Huff, huff!

Hu Qing gasped for breath, and after enduring another punch, his physical body began to shatter. This time, it truly shattered, without even the strength to regenerate.

He had reached the point of burning his Origin Source. If he didn't burn it now, the next time Long Yi struck, he might be struck into the desolation of his Origin Source.

Hum!

"Burning the divine body!" Hu Qing's pupils burst open as he forcefully ignited his divine body.

Starting from the basic 50,000-fold divine body, it kept climbing!

58,000, 60,000, 65,000-fold!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Hu Qing erupted completely at this moment, roaring to the sky.

Who would have thought that the once gentle and mild-mannered Hu Qing would have such a crazy day?

Boom!

The forcibly burned divine body instantly transformed into strength.

An explosive seventy thousand times the divine body, Hu Qing resembled a heavenly god, holding a staff in one hand and a fist in the other. His expression was ferocious, biting down hard on his teeth. Blood flowed down from his mouth, and he had entered a state of madness.

Long Yi's eyelids trembled. In the next moment, he waved his right hand, and behind him, a blood-colored cloak instantly appeared. A spear that had intimidated billions of years descended and appeared in his hand.