In the dense forest.

Liu Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling the true energy of Beiming in his body with his heart, and was very excited.

Although Yu Guanghao and Ge Chengcheng are not experts, even though they have poor qualifications and are sparse and ordinary in their practices, they have practiced martial arts for more than ten years and still have some internal strength.

Liu Qing sucked their internal force over, and all of them were automatically converted into Beiming true qi, which flowed slowly along the meridians.

Because he practiced the complete Beiming Divine Art, he absorbed other people's internal strength and would not have been swelling like Duan Yu, because he absorbed too much.

Liu Qing stood up and started Wuliang Fist on the spot. This was the introductory boxing technique learned by the original owner, which was very inferior.

However, every time Liu Qing punched, it brought a strong wind, making a whirring sound, and the leaves beside him trembled.

He stopped, and a sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and with his wrist, he threw out a sword flower.

"Brush..."

The sword shadow flashed, and the leaves were flying around.

After a while, Liu Qing withdrew his sword and all the trees around him became bare.

He was very satisfied with the effect.

Afterwards, he practiced Lingbo Weibu again, and felt that the Beiming true qi in his body had decreased a little, but it was purer and it was running smoother.

After a little rest, it was just dawn, and Liu Qing slipped down the mountain and headed to Jianhu Palace.

At this moment, most of the disciples of the East and West Sects of the Wuliang Sword Sect are still sleeping.

There are only a few disciples who want to participate in the competition, get up early and find a place to practice swords near the house.

Liu Qing tore off a piece of clothes to cover his face as a mask, and gently approached a house on the east side. On the lawn next to the house, a man in black uniform was practicing boxing, making humming and roars from his mouth from time to time, and spitting white mist out of his mouth.

After observing for a while, Liu Qing pushed away the branches and walked over.

"This junior brother, you..."

"Check me a palm."

Liu Qing rushed to the man and slapped him with a light palm.

"Looking for death!" the man said contemptuously, and used his internal strength to meet him with a palm.

In his opinion, this kid overestimated himself and would surely remember him to vomit blood with one palm.

However, when the two of them touched each other's palms, he suddenly felt a suction force coming from the other's palms, and his internal force was like a river breaking the dam, passing away quickly.

"Evil Demon..." The man was immediately frightened and tried hard to put his palm back, but Liu Qing held his wrist and couldn't take it back at all. Moreover, his internal force was lost very quickly, and the strength of his struggle became smaller and smaller.

This person's internal strength is only a little less than that of Yu Guanghao, and he is a core disciple of the East Sect of Wuliang Sword Sect.

In a blink of an eye, Liu Qing sucked the other party's internal strength dry, and slapped him out with a palm in his horrified gaze.

Next, Liu Qing did the same thing and quickly absorbed the internal energy of eight people. He felt warm inside his body, as if he had drunk a lot of wine.

He quickly left, hid in the dense forest, used his magical power, and began to digest the internal energy he had just absorbed.

Most of these people's internal strength is very shallow, and the quality is very poor and mottled.

Fortunately, while absorbing and converting these internal forces into Beiming true qi, the Beiming Divine Art also further proposed compression. Although the volume did not grow rapidly, the texture increased a little.

An hour later, Liu Qing finished digesting, exhaled a long breath, and stood up.

The rising sun was rising, sprinkling golden light throughout Wuliang Mountain.

At this moment, Jianhu Palace was in panic.

The eight disciples were knocked out and lost all their internal strength. The first sentence they said when they woke up was "evil demon", full of endless fear.

As they described, an image of an evil demon who was elusive and did not specifically absorb human internal energy appeared in front of everyone.

"Don't act alone. Everyone gathers together. Once they find out, they will surround each other." Zuo Zimu, the head of the Dongzong, said sternly, his face turned pale.

At this time, Xin Shuangqing, the head of the Western Sect, came over with a group of disciples and said fiercely: "Senior Brother Zuo, have you ever seen my subordinate Ge Chengcheng? Some people say that she and Yu Guanghao left west yesterday."

Zuo Zimu then came to the scene. After so much trouble, his eldest disciple did not appear. He felt a sank in his heart and asked, "Where is Guanghao, who saw him?"

Everyone looked at each other and said they didn't know.

Xin Shuangqing said angrily: "Senior Brother Zuo, you have to have an explanation when you lose someone here."

Zuo Zimu said angrily: "What's the saying? I haven't asked you yet. Why are the evil demons who are all under my disciples? You have nothing to do?"

Xin Shuangqing said in surprise: "What evil devil..."

At this moment, a scream sounded from the periphery.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a man wearing a mask rushing into a room quickly.

On the ground, a female disciple of the Western Sect fell to the ground, her face pale and full of fear.

"Chase!"

Zuo Zimu roared, drew his sword and rushed towards the room, kicked open the door, and rushed into the room with his sword.

Everyone else rushed over with their swords.

However, there was no one in the room. Zuo Zimu looked up and saw that the window was open. He immediately shouted: "He jumped out of the window and ran away."

At this time, another scream came, and a disciple was sucked away his internal strength again.

Zuo Zimu was furious and shouted: "Junior Sister Xin, join forces to fight against the enemy."

At this time, Liu Qing's body was floating, his steps were shaking from side to side, and he was rummaging between the disciples. Everyone attacked him one after another, but he was always half a beat slower.

Liu Qing's skills have greatly increased, and Lingbo Weibu is extremely mysterious, so these incomparable disciples cannot hurt him at all.

He tried a few times, became bolder, shuttled through the crowd, seized the opportunity and sucked away a person's internal strength.

Seeing the disciples falling down one by one, Zuo Zimu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He rushed to Liu Qing and waved the sword light to greet Liu Qing desperately.

However, Liu Qing turned his foot, twisted his body, rushed behind him, and slapped his head with a palm.

Zuo Zimu only felt his internal force surge and flowed out from the back of his head.

He was shocked and shouted "Junior sister help me" while turning back his sword and stabbing hard.

Liu Qing's body swayed like the wind, so wonderful that he avoided the tip of the sword, and his palm always covered the back of his head.

Zuo Zimu's internal strength was pouring out quickly, and his work became slower and slower.

At this time, Xin Shuangqing rushed over with his sword, and Liu Qing pushed Zuo Zimu directly to meet the tip of her sword.

Xin Shuangqing quickly slashed the sword to the left to avoid stabbing Zuo Zimu. As a result, Liu Qing took the opportunity to turn Zuo Zimu, and his other hand poked out like lightning and grabbed Xin Shuangqing's left wrist.

"Die!" Xin Shuangqing was shocked and swung his sword to slash. As a result, Liu Qing's arm shook, and she couldn't stand steadily, and she almost slashed Zuo Zimu with one sword.

At this moment, Liu Qing had already sucked the internal energy of Zuo Zimu's body, and felt hot all over, his mind was a little dizzy, as if he was drunk.

He pinched Zuo Zimu's neck with one hand and dragged him beside him as a shield, while the other hand sucked Xin Shuangqing's internal force with all his strength.

Xin Shuangqing's internal force entered his body, which immediately brought a coolness, and the heat suddenly subsided a lot.

Liu Qing was overjoyed and understood that this was the effect of harmony between yin and yang.

In a blink of an eye, Xin Shuangqing's internal force was sucked dry.

Liu Qing threw his strength and the two flew into the air.

The disciples around him shouted and retreated one after another.

Liu Qingru had a whirlwind, and penetrated into the crowd. He caught someone and quickly sucked his internal force.

At first, the disciples were still shouting to kill the evil demons. Seeing Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing being sucked dry and smashed to death by Liu Qing, they were already scared. At this moment, they were even more frightened. They shouted and fled in all directions.

However, Liu Qing was very fast, like a cheetah hunting a hare, and his disciples kept catching up and sucking away their internal strength.

A quarter of an hour later, except for a few disciples who ran early to escape, all the disciples near Jianhu Palace were sucked away by Liu Qing.

They collapsed to the ground one by one, frightened and uneasy.

Although Liu Qing did not hurt their lives, he sucked away the internal energy they had worked hard to cultivate, making them almost become useless people.

"It's so hot, hurry up and find a place to digest it." Liu Qing sighed in his heart, exerted force under his feet, and rushed towards the distance.

I just sucked the internal energy of some female disciples, but after all, most of them are male disciples, which is a bit unbalanced, so he needs to use his own skills to harmonize.

After a while, Liu Qing finally turned all the mixed internal forces in his body into pure Beiming true qi, and there was no trace of stagnation during the operation.

Among these people, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing have the strongest internal strength, and the Beiming true qi they transformed into was more than the other dozens of disciples combined.

Of course, in the entire world of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Wuliang Sword Sect is just a small sect that is so-called. Even Zuo Zimu or Xin Shuangqing are not in the world.

Liu Qing sucked the internal strength of these people and converted them into Beiming true qi. In addition, Lingbo Weibu, he may only be able to discharge the third-level or even fourth-level level.

"Keep working hard!"

Liu Qing didn't wait long, and Sikong Xuan of the Shennong Gang brought a group of disciples to the mountain.

They originally wanted to poison the surroundings and beat Wuliang Sword Sect to the end, and then they caught a few disciples who fled down the mountain at the foot of the mountain. When they heard that there was actually some evil demons that specialized in sucking people's internal energy, they didn't believe it at all.

"Huh-Zuo Zimu..." Sikong Xuan, the leader of the Shennong Gang, was very surprised and surprised to see Zuo Zimu walking with a pale face, and rushed to him, laughing and said, "What's wrong with you, Zuo Zhuang?"

"Sikong Xuan?" Zuo Zimu was stunned and then said, "It's you... it's not right..."
To be continued...