A teenage girl warned the twelve martial saints with a serious look on her face: Don’t come over, I will be beaten to death!

This scene was strange and ridiculous, but no one of the martial saints present could laugh out loud. Because Xiao Qi, who was standing in front of them, had extremely firm and sharp eyes, and was definitely not a joke.

Ling Tian Wusheng was also surprised. He guessed that Xiaoqi would not give in, but he never expected that her words would be so intense. He would not give anyone any face at all.

After a little upset, Ling Tian Wusheng was secretly happy again. No one could stand Xiaoqi's words. Without him speaking, someone would definitely be unable to help but take action.

Sure enough, the iron-blocked Martial Saint in the crowd came out and shouted in an incense voice: "Arrogant!"

The Iron Wall Martial Saint is more than eight feet tall, with bald head and bald eyebrows, wide eyes and wide mouth, and a fleshy face. He can't see any hair on his body, and his bronze skin looks like a shiny and oily, like an exquisite bronze statue.

His bulging muscles even swelled up the thick steel armor on his body.

Xiao Qi barely reached the chest of the Iron-Block Martial Saint, and her waist was not as thick as that of the Iron-Block Martial Saint. Xiao Qi's aura was very strong, but the two of them stood together, and the size of the huge difference, her aura was completely suppressed by the Iron-Block Martial Saint.

At least to the audience, the Iron-Block Martial Saint has completely crushed Xiao Qi in terms of momentum.

The Iron Bird Martial Saint felt good about himself, so he took another step forward and said, "I'm here, you can beat me to death!"

He spoke with a strong breath, and his voice seemed to resonate from his navel, like a bronze bell, the sound of the jar was muffled and strong, making people's ears buzzing.

When the Tiebi Martial Saint spoke, two more Martial Saints leaned over quietly. They all had a deep friendship with the Tiebi Martial Saint and were worried that he would suffer a loss.

Of course, these two martial saints also need shame. They will not take action until the Iron-Block Martial Saint suffers. But just standing here is enough to threaten Xiaoqi.

No one said anything from the other Martial Saints. After all, Xiao Qi was arrogant and blocked their way, that was the enemy. No one would be polite to the enemy.

Many martial saints still had disdain and sneering on their faces. Xiaoqi didn't know that the world was high and the earth was thick. The iron-blocked martial saints and the others could definitely teach her how to be a human being!

Hua Feihua hesitated for a while and sighed softly, but she didn't say anything after all. She liked Xiaoqi very much, but Xiaoqi was stubborn and rebellious, and she wouldn't listen to her. No matter what she said, it would be a waste of words.

She felt a little regretful. Xiaoqi had already had the power of a martial saint at the age of fourteen or five. Throughout history, there seems to be no such young martial saint. When she grows up, I wonder what amazing achievements she will have.

But she chose the wrong path. Even if she could defeat the Iron Martial Saint, she would not be able to overwhelm all of them.

Thinking of this, Hua Feihua even showed a little pity in her eyes.

Xiaoqi saw Hua Feihua's pity, but he didn't care.

This kind of pity is worthless, and Hua Feihua will definitely not hesitate when it is time to take action. What really determines everything is strength.

To be honest, Xiaoqi was a little scared and a little weak when he was enemies with a group of martial saints. No matter how tough she is, she was just a little girl on the 14th and 15th.

However, Gao Zhengyang was behind her. This strong man who changed her destiny was the person she had met the best to her in her life.

No matter what the reason or how much the price she pays, she must protect Gao Zhengyang!

With such determination, she relaxed. At most, she would have to fight for her life. So what could she do!

"The master said that there is no qualitative fist, no regrets when there is no fist!"

Xiaoqi looked at the tall and stout iron wall Martial Saint, whose eyes suddenly turned cold and sharp. While the other party was still talking, she urged the Five Insects Divine Wheel without saying a word, and the person shot towards him like an arrow.

The two were only two feet apart, and Xiaoqi moved his feet and arrived in front of the Iron-Block Martial Saint. She was already at the other party's chest, and punched her with her small fist.

Although her fist was small, she punched her whole body and exerted force. The iron-blocked Martial Saint could only see a flash of fist shadows. He didn't even have time to make any judgment. He just relied on his instinct to cross his arms to protect him, trying to block Xiaoqi's fist.

Xiaoqi's Dragon Emperor Dominating Heaven Fist is extremely simple. The real mystery lies in the change of force. The fist triggered by the Five Internal Divine Wheel is only fast and strong.

Although the Iron-Block Martial Saint's reaction was fast, Xiao Qi's fist first passed through the gap between his crossed arms and was hitting his lower abdomen.

The thirteenth level of the Golden Bell Cover has reached, the Iron Wall Martial Saint has only nine orifices, which are barely considered weaknesses. Like the chest and lower abdomen, these are the strongest and toughest parts of the body.

Because it is the lower abdomen, although it is not covered by bones, it is condensed into one with the five internal organs of Ru Fu, and is extremely tough in hardness. Even a martial saint of the same level can hardly break his golden bell cover without using weapons.

Although the Iron-Block Martial Saint was shocked by Xiaoqi's fast fist, he was not very panicked. He slightly contracted his abdomen, preparing to take advantage of the situation to dissolve Xiaoqi's fist power, and then grab Xiaoqi with the method of grappling.

He thought it was very good, but Xiao Qi fell down with one punch, fierce and sharp but transparent fist power was like a magic gun. The iron-blocked martial saint's golden bell cover was penetrated immediately. After the five internal organs were condensed, a hole was opened by the force of the fist, it exploded like a thunder.

The powerful internal organs, like a steel furnace, could not withstand this force, and were immediately broken into pieces by the fist force. The tall and thick body of the Iron Wall Martial Saint was also bombarded and flew backwards.

Others were in mid-air, and the rushing blood spurted out from his seven orifices. The fragments of the five internal organs were sprayed all over the sky.

With just one punch, the Iron Wall Martial Saint was blown away. His miserable appearance seemed to be unable to survive.

The smiles on the faces of many martial saints who were watching the fun suddenly solidified.

The other two martial saints who were preparing to pick up the Iron-Bi Martial Saint were also stunned for a moment. They never thought that the Iron-Bi Martial Saint, known as the No. 1 in the world, would be beaten up when they met.

Xiaoqi was not dazed. After she punched the Iron-Bi Martial Saint, her feet turned and the man had already rushed to the two friends of the Iron-Bi Martial Saint.

The Martial Saint who held the sword on the left also reacted and pulled the sword and slashed it. The bright sword light cut Xiaoqi's figure into two pieces like a horse.

The sword-holding Martial Saint showed a look of horror in his eyes. He was determined to get a sword and actually cut the air. At the last moment, Xiao Qi turned sideways and let his sword pass.

Xiao Qi's body movement changes have no sign of exerting force, and there are not many skills. It's just that she is extremely fast. Her body rotates faster than the sword. Of course, the sword cannot hurt her.

After she moved sideways to avoid the sword, Xiaoqi kicked her bare feet on the man's chest. She can now exert force with all her limbs and bones, and one kick is two more points more powerful than her fist.

The martial saint, who was holding the sword, was kicked out of a big pit in his chest. Not only did his sternum be broken, but his heart and other nearby organs were also shattered. His eyes turned black and he immediately lost all his consciousness.

Xiaoqi changed direction with the force of kicking and rushed towards the Martial Saint on the right.

The two martial saints were severely injured one after another, and the martial saint on the right woke up now. Without thinking, he drew out his two swords and used the most proud cloak of his life.

This sword technique also abandoned all changes and only wanted to cut continuously at the fastest speed. Together with the two swords, a large ball of bright snow light rose in the darkness.

Xiao Qi rushed in without hesitation. After a rolling snow light paused, it suddenly disintegrated. The two swords of the Martial Saint broke and half of his head was broken. His blood-stained eyes stared at Xiao Qi unwillingly, shook it for two times before he suddenly fell to the ground.

Xiao Qi slowly turned around, and there was a long blood mark on his face that was cut slanted, and his flesh was curled up, looking extremely ferocious. There was also a deep knife mark on his shoulder, but not much blood was flowing.

She didn't seem to feel the pain and slowly walked towards Ling Tian Wusheng.

Although Ling Tian Wusheng was a peerless hero, Xiao Qi felt a little scared. Although she overestimated Xiao Qi in her heart, the combat power she showed still frightened him.

Fortunately, the double-sword Martial Saint's desperate counterattack hurt Xiaoqi. This also proves that although Xiaoqi is strong, it is not undefeated. If you gather the strength of everyone, you should still be able to kill Xiaoqi.

The problem is that no one will stand up to take the lead after seeing Xiao Qi's cruelty.

Ling Tianwu Sheng's mind was changing, and he knew that if he didn't stand up again, things would be difficult to deal with.

He is also a decisive person. He doesn't talk nonsense anymore, he drew his sword and pointed at Xiaoqi and shouted: "At a young age, he kills people without blinking. He is extremely cruel. He is like a demon. Everyone, we will work together to kill him today."

Before Ling Tian’s Martial Saint finished speaking, Xiao Qi had already adjusted and once again activated the Five Insects Divine Wheel and rushed to Ling Tian’s Martial Saint.

Having seen Xiao Qi's extraordinary speed, agility and strength, Ling Tian Wusheng did not dare to be careless. He stabbed straight in his chest with one sword, with strict rules and both offense and defense.

He dominated the world with his sword technique, and his sword technique was already perfect. Under the pressure of Xiao Qi, this sword faintly broke through the bottleneck of the past, and felt that his body blood and sword edge had merged into one, reaching the level of unity of body and sword.

Everyone in this world refines their bodies and cultivates their strength. Therefore, various methods of refining their bodies are profound and mysterious, and there are thousands of methods to change their strength. In comparison, the move skills are one level worse.

After all, no matter how clever the moves are, they are not as important as power.

The Martial Saint Ling Tian has extraordinary talent in swordsmanship. He combined the body refining method with swords and finally became the famous Martial Saint Ling Feng.

He always felt that there could be a higher level in the sword, but it was not until he was forced by Xiao Qi's fierce power that he broke the barriers and found the feeling of unity of body and sword.

The body's bones, muscles, and blood flowing resonated with the long sword. Through the extremely exquisite musculoskeleton operation, Ling Tian Wusheng could even sense some power changes in Xiaoqi's body, even her next move.

"No, she wants to speed up her punch..."

The Martial Saint Ling Tian was already very sure to deal with Xiao Qi, but Xiao Qi's speed suddenly increased by three or five times. The changes that completely exceeded the common sense of martial arts made all sword skills a joke.

The Martial Saint Ling Tian felt that the sword had sunk and had been pushed away by Xiaoqi. Next, Xiaoqi's fist could blow his heart.

At a critical moment, Ling Tian Wusheng cleverly shook his muscles and bones with the exquisite changes in the integration of the sword, and removed most of the power from the sword. Before Xiaoqi hit him with his fist, he swept his sword and cut a scar on Xiaoqi's arm.

Xiao Qi was attacked and instinctively tightened his muscles and his boxing power was reduced by three points. Although Ling Tian Wusheng still failed to avoid this punch, he took advantage of the punching power to fly backwards and dissolved most of the boxing power.

Even so, the Martial Saint Ling Tian still sprayed a large mouthful of blood in the air. He felt that his heart seemed to explode, and he couldn't breathe, let alone any strength.

Fortunately, the other martial saints had already rushed over and surrounded Xiaoqi.

Many martial saints put down their pride and used their martial arts to surround Xiaoqi. However, Xiaoqi relied on the Five Internal Divine Wheel, advancing and retreating like the wind, and his fists were like lightning.

She traveled through the crowd, leaving behind unpredictable phantoms. With each punch, the force of the punch would make a fierce and fierce explosion like thunder.

Amid the thunder, there must be a Martial Saint who fights to death.

But every time Xiao Qi punched, his body would be slower. Everyone worked together to siege her, leaving terrifying scars on her body.

"Boom boom boom..."

After the tenth thunderous explosion, there were only two people left in the cave to stand.

Xiao Qi was covered in blood and Hua Feihua holding a pair of daggers.

It was not until this time that Ling Tian’s Martial Saint struggled to stand up. He looked around and found that the other Martial Saints had already corpses on the spot.

The scene is so tragic that it is hard to describe.

Ling Tian Wusheng dragged his sword and walked forward slowly and said to Hua Feihua: "She has no strength anymore, so she will kill her now!"

Hua Feihua tightened her hand holding the sword, and her eyes showed a cold murderous intent. She did not act before because she was not sympathetic, but because she was waiting for an opportunity.

Xiaoqi looked at Hua Feihua calmly and said slowly: "Don't come over, I will be beaten to death."

The same sentence, Xiaoqi said before. Many martial saints think it is a joke. Now, Hua Feihua can't laugh.

This little girl who was shaking and covered with scars seemed to die at any time. But her fiery gaze made Hua Feihua very scared.

She was clearly full of energy, but her hand holding the sword was sweating, and she didn't even dare to look directly into Xiaoqi's eyes.
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