The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

The part of Ancient Imperial City that was open to the public was called the Palace Museum. It was only a very small part of the Imperial City that was open to the public.    

For some reason, during the past few days, The Palace Museum was closed temporarily, and was no longer open to the public.    

In the depths of the Ancient Imperial City's backyard, there were many ruined palaces. There were many Tibetan Buddhist lamas dressed in red robes that appeared and disappeared from time to time.    

The Lv Sect, which belonged to the five major sects and two major sects, was located in Ancient Imperial City.    

In the clean and tidy palace that the old man from the Lin family had visited in the capital, there were ten hassocks. Ten lamas were sitting on top of the hassocks, and in the middle, there was a Rite King.    

This Rite King was different from the lamas that Lin Zhengheng had received last time. He looked very young, and the skin on his body was like the finest quality of suet jade. His face was full of compassion, as if he was the reincarnation of a Buddha.    

Rite King seemed to be chanting something. There was a string of crystal clear beads in his hand, but it was so black that it seemed like it could absorb all the light.    

As the beads gently collided with each other, a clear and crisp sound was heard in the hall. It sounded like every time the sound was heard, the air in the hall would tremble slightly.    

Looking from the outside, the hall was covered by a faint layer of green light. It was like a huge bubble.    

When Yang Qiu came, he didn't hide himself.    

He walked in from behind the Ancient Imperial City in an open manner.    

Along the way, he met ten lamas. These four lamas were all killed in one move by him.    

Every time Yang Qiu killed a lama, the string of Buddha beads in Rite King's hand would twitch and emit a bright light before fading away.    

When Yang Qiu reached the back door of the hall, Rite King slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.    

"Martial Nephew, you guys go!"    

As soon as he said this, the prayer bead in his hand suddenly shook. The Barrier that covered the outside of the hall was shattered by Yang Qiu's sword.    

The ten lamas didn't even move before Yang Qiu appeared in the hall.    

"Benefactor, the killing intent in your heart is too strong. "    

Rite King didn't seem to mind that Yang Qiu could easily break through his Barrier. He looked at Yang Qiu and said indifferently.    

"You shouldn't have come!"    

"Why shouldn't I have come?"    

Yang Qiu looked at him calmly and said.    

"Only you are allowed to kill me? Not allowed to kill you? "    

There seemed to be a kind expression on Rite King's face, but there was a trace of death in his eyes.    

"Karmic cycle. You have destroyed the Wonderful Sound Sect and gotten your revenge. Why do you need to kill again?"    

Yang Qiu smiled. His hand was holding Wen Tian, which was floating behind his head. He looked at Rite King and said in a flat tone.    

"You are not from the Secret Sect. There is no such powerful expert in the Secret Sect. It seems like your realm. . . Well, I will be able to enter the high level of the Nascent Soul Stage soon. An expert like you, in the Lv Sect. . . He should be considered an elite amongst the elders. I think the entire Lv Sect. . . There shouldn't be more than ten people like you. "    

Rite King's face, which was as white as jade, had two strange expressions on it. As for the ten lamas sitting below, they turned their heads to look at Yang Qiu with great difficulty.    

Rite King said in a flat tone.    

"Since you know that I am prepared, why did you come?"    

Yang Qiu smiled strangely.    

"That is because I know your strength, but you don't know my strength. "    

Rite King smiled faintly.    

"In Jiangnan, if you can fly on your sword, you should be at least a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, but your aura is only at the middle level of the Building Foundation Stage. Then, if you don't have any hidden magical equipment on you, or if your magical equipment's level is too high. "    

"What do you think now?"    

Rite King said lightly.    

"I can't see through your magic treasure. "    

Yang Qiu gave a strange smile. His meaning was very obvious. He was relying on his powerful magic treasure.    

He rushed towards Rite King. The Heaven Seeking Sword behind him suddenly burst out with a dark green sword light. It pierced towards Rite King's head with lightning speed.    

Rite King smiled casually. The string of prayer beads in his hand suddenly flew up and enlarged in front of him, forming a dazzling golden circle of light.    

"Vajra Subdues Devil!"    

Yang Qiu let out a long laugh.    

"Unfortunately, I am not a devil!"    

This was a fake move.    

Rite King's expression suddenly changed.    

However, he only had time to stand up. The ten lamas sitting on both sides of him exploded like fireworks.    

Taking advantage of this time, Yang Qiu waved his hand. Ten magical treasures that had lost their owners and the Hundred Treasure Bags on the lamas' bodies were kept into his Storage Ring.    

"Vile creature! He actually used a trick to launch a sneak attack!"    

The Shakyamuni was furious.    

The Jingang Demon Subduing Ring around his body shone with a golden light. However, at this moment, Yang Qiu had already retreated to the entrance of the main hall.    

Buzz!    

The power of the Vajra Devil Subduing Ring was tremendous. The Qi was like a tsunami that could topple mountains and overturn seas. The green wind under Yang Qiu's feet carried him like a floating leaf that was slowly blown away by the force.    

Rite King's face turned pale. He was holding a spell in his hand. The string of beads had turned into a killing weapon. It split the nine beads and attacked Yang Qiu.    

"This is bad!"    

Yang Qiu's facial expression changed.    

Rite King's strength was already at the intermediate level of the Nascent Soul realm. According to the standards of the Cultivation Realm, he was also an expert. As for his current strength, he had only recovered two-tenths of his original strength. It wouldn't be a problem for him to deal with Rite King, but killing him would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.    

Unless he used his strongest move at the risk of getting injured.    

But the Azure Dragon Sword Art, he could only condense five Void Sword Dragons at the moment. If he wanted to condense nine sword dragons, he had to be. . . !    

Yang Qiu thought of Uncle Chen and Yang Mingshan, and a trace of determination flashed across his eyes. With a thought, a bottle of Ten-thousand-year Stone Liquid suddenly appeared in his hand.    

He only had 12 bottles of Ten-thousand-year Stone Liquids left. He drank another bottle. Only eleven bottles left.    

But to be able to kill a mid level Nascent Soul cultivator, it must be enough to make a lot of people despair.    

He suddenly poured all of the Ten-thousand-year Stone Liquids in his hand into his mouth.    

A powerful aura was completely converted by him to stimulate the Heaven Seeking Swords in his hand. Even the defensive strength was reduced by more than half.    

The power of the Vajra Demon Subduing Ring. . . It violently crashed into his chest. Half of his chest caved in, and blood spurted out from his mouth for ten meters.    

The expression on Rite King's face only managed to show half a smile before his face changed dramatically. He screamed and his eyes were full of hatred and resentment.    

"No!"    

With a full-force strike, the sword light of the nine illusionary green dragons turned Rite King into nothingness.    

A small and faint silhouette tried to flee in panic, but was grabbed by Yang Qiu, along with the string of Buddha beads and the Hundred Treasure Bag on Rite King's body.    

Looking at the tiny figure struggling in his hand, Yang Qiu smiled faintly.    

"Mid Nascent Soul realm is just an illusion. It shows how weak you are. "    

He crushed the illusion and said with some heartache:    

"What a pity, all of this guy's relics were shattered. "    

Looking at the dark red wall, Yang Qiu waved his hand and carved a few words on the wall with the Heaven Seeking Sword.    

Yang Qiu of Jiangnan, come here for a swim. If you don't like it, come. I'll accompany you at any time.