I Can See Through All Things Information

Chapter 440: Chapter 298: Siege! The overwhelmingly powerful Lu Qing! _2

“Kid, you’re digging your own grave!”

A pair of chubby palms, as large as cattail fans, turned crimson—like two blood-colored grinding wheels—stirring the air currents as they fiercely bombed towards Lu Qing’s body.

Roar!

Faced with the ferocious strike from the grand monk, Lu Qing remained expressionless, not even showing an intent to dodge.

The sounds of tigers roaring and dragons chanting arose from his body once more. Clenching his fists, his pair emitting a white jade-like luster, he used the technique “Double Dragon Out to Sea,” stamping them onto the grand monk’s crimson palms.

Boom!

As fist and palm collided, a powerful strong energy instantly swept throughout the surroundings.

The grand monk’s palms, being several times larger than Lu Qing’s fists, seemingly had the advantage.

However, the moment Lu Qing’s fists stamped on his palms, the grand monk’s face changed instantly.

He felt a profound depth of strength being transmitted from Lu Qing’s fists.

It was as if he had struck, not fists, but two immovable giant mountains.

Under the overwhelming force, the grand monk’s palms distorted and exploded in an instant.

Even the arms were shattered instantaneously, turning into a mist of blood as the bones pulverized and sprayed outwards.

“Ah!”

With both arms directly shattered by Lu Qing, the severe pain made the grand monk scream miserably.

However, before he could finish his scream, in the next instant, Lu Qing had followed through with the momentum of his punch, charging in front of him, using his shoulder as a shield, and slammed into his embrace.

With Lu Qing’s current strength, the power of this impact was immense; the grand monk was instantly like a siege spear struck.

His breastbones shattered endlessly, and his internal organs were ground into a paste.

His large body flew backward, crashing through two surrounding walls before finally stopping.

Only then he breathed his last, no longer inhaling.

Boom!

However, Lu Qing didn’t care for any of this. As he charged into the grand monk’s embrace,

He knew that the opponent was already doomed.

Thus, as he sent the grand monk flying, he leveraged the rebound force, stepped forward, and flew towards another monk holding a Zen Stick, accompanied by the sounds of tigers roaring and dragons chanting, launching another punch.

The monk holding the Zen Stick, having seen the dire state of his fellow disciple,

Had no time for grief at this moment, his eyes wide open, his energy bursting forth, ignoring Lu Qing’s incoming fist as he directed his Zen Stick straight for Lu Qing’s chest.

Resolved to fight a mutually destructive battle, he was ready to vie with Lu Qing in a fight to the death!

But Lu Qing wouldn’t let things go as hoped.

After comprehending the Mysterious Dao Rhythm of the Origin Energy and the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation,

His realm of “Will” had broken through, reaching an incomprehensibly mysterious level.

His boxing skills had also progressed remarkably.

Facing the desperate fighting style of the Monk holding the Zen Stick, he merely twisted his feet lightly, his body suddenly becoming flexible.

With a strange twist, like a dragon, he wound around the Zen Stick, yet the movement of his fist didn’t change, stamping directly on the opponent’s chest.

After the body reshaped by the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation, Lu Qing’s Innate Body had grown incredibly strong.

This punch’s power was no less intense than the impact that sent the grand monk flying earlier.

With a sound of bones shattering, the chest of the Monk holding the Zen Stick likewise caved in, his mouth spewing fresh blood as he flew backward.

“You little beast, die!”

After Lu Qing had dealt with two men consecutively, the remaining three Suspended Mountain Elders finally caught up and attacked him from behind simultaneously.

First was a monk in red robes holding a Precepts Blade, creating layers of Sword Light, enveloping Lu Qing.

This Sword Light was sinister and full of murderous intent, as if resurrecting a Hell Shura, intending to chop Lu Qing down.

As the Monk wielding the blade created the Sword Light, the other two monks, one using a short stick and one a fist, simultaneously assaulted Lu Qing.

“Using a blade in front of me?”

Faced with the joint attack by the three, Lu Qing snorted coldly.

Not dodging or evading and even actively meeting the heavy Sword Lights.

He lightly reached out with a palm, and the next instant, the Sword Light dissipated, and the Precepts Blade, held by the Monk, was unexpectedly caught by him barehanded, immobilized.

“How is this possible?”

A look of disbelief appeared in the eyes of the Monk holding the blade, seemingly unable to believe that his Saber Technique could be so easily neutralized barehanded.

However, in the moment of his distraction, his arm numbed, and somehow, the Precepts Blade had been seized by Lu Qing.

With the Precepts Blade in hand, Lu Qing firstly drove back the other two Suspended Mountain Elders with a couple of swift strikes.

Then swinging the blade horizontally, he slashed towards the Monk holding the blade.

As the blade light flashed, the Monk holding the blade only felt dizzy and had already lost consciousness.

“Xuanming junior brother!”

“Die, you little beast!”

The remaining two Suspended Mountain Elders, seeing the Monk with the Precepts Blade beheaded by Lu Qing.

Their faces suddenly showed an insanely crazed expression, recklessly unleashing all their power toward Lu Qing.

Unfortunately, facing Lu Qing, whose strength was enough to drive one to despair, their attacks were doomed to be futile.

In just a few moments, they were effortlessly slain by Lu Qing with the Precepts Blade in his hand.

“Thud!”

When they saw Lu Qing beheading the last of the Suspended Mountain Elders.

Silence fell all around.

All the spectating powerhouses stared at him in utter shock.

Fear was even faintly visible in the eyes of many powerhouses.

There was no helping it, the battle that had just unfolded was simply too exaggerated.

Keep in mind, those who surrounded and attacked Lu Qing were the Suspended Mountain Elders.

These Suspended Mountain Elders, all at the Great Success of the Innate Realm and because they were from a secret land, were much stronger than the usual ones at the Great Success of Innate Realm.

Yet, this strength seemed like a joke in front of Lu Qing.

Five of them attacked together, yet they didn’t even manage to touch Lu Qing’s clothes.

Instead, Lu Qing easily broke through their defense and killed them one by one.

And among all this, whether it was Lu Qing’s strange movement techniques, his overwhelmingly powerful strength, or his ghostly and fearsome saber technique.

All without exception, shook everyone’s heart and spirit.

So much so that even though the fight was over, everyone was still just looking at Lu Qing in fear, with no one daring to speak.

They were afraid that a single misstep could provoke this murderous deity.

Even a power from the secret land like Yangming Taoist remained silent and did not speak.

As for those young monks, whom Lu Qing had half-sliced but not killed.

At this moment, they were tremendously frightened, trembling all over, not daring to make the slightest noise, afraid that Lu Qing might notice them.

And in a dark corner in the distance, unnoticed, a shadow was also trembling slightly.

Their eyes filled with disbelief: “How can he be so powerful, what kind of monster is this kid?”

“Eh?”

In the midst of the silence, Lu Qing suddenly uttered a light ‘eh’, turning his head towards where Monk Xuanming was.

“Old Monk, I didn’t expect you to be so lucky, still not dead.”

Everyone paused for a moment, also turning to look towards Xuanming.

At that moment, Monk Xuanming looked extremely pitiful.

Half of his body buried underground, with the exposed upper part of his body, one shoulder also caved in, even one of his ears had been cut off.

His hair disheveled, his face muddy, covered in blood, nothing like the high monk he was before.

However, at this moment, Monk Xuanming’s aura was completely gone, totally giving the appearance of being dead, not at all like what Lu Qing had said, showing signs of life.

“Playing dead, are you?”

Lu Qing smiled lightly, giving a light kick sending a pebble whistling through the air, rapidly flying towards Xuanming’s head.

Just as it was about to shatter Monk Xuanming’s head, a Red Light suddenly appeared, rippling out waves, blocking the pebble.

“Amitabha, Master Lu, do you really intend to exterminate us?”

Xuanming’s eyes opened, looking at Lu Qing with sorrow and anger.

Seeing Xuanming open his eyes, all the strong onlookers were shocked, realizing that he had been feigning death all along.

While marveling at the Mysterious Dao Rhythm of Suspended Mountain’s aura concealment, they felt even more awe towards Lu Qing.

So many of them had not noticed Xuanming’s feigned death.

Yet this young man saw through it at a glance, it was unimaginable what level his strength had reached.

“Exterminate all?” Lu Qing said indifferently, “That’s right, none of you Suspended Mountain monks will leave here alive.”

Saying so, he lightly raised his wrist, sending a Sword Qi flying towards Xuanming.

This Sword Qi, which Lu Qing sent forth with focused energy, couldn’t be blocked by Xuanming’s Red Light.

Sure enough, when the Sword Qi neared, Xuanming’s Red Light appeared again, but it only lasted a split second before being slashed by the Sword Qi.

Just as Xuanming showed a look of horror, his head about to be shattered by the Sword Qi.

A Sword Qi suddenly flew from nowhere, arriving later but intercepting first, gently blocking the slash, dissipating it.