2612: C2612 First Blade in the World Huo Qing

C2612 First Blade in the World Huo Qing

0Jiang Ting got up and started walking again. He had walked for about six hours to reach the remaining five miles.

Six hours to travel for five miles looked like a turtle's speed. In fact, Jiang Ting had no choice but to do so. His body was too weak right now. He would rather walk slower than stop. He wanted to ensure that he could have some strength to attack at any time.

In case he was exhausted and could not attack when there was an accident, he would have a lot of fun.

So, even if there was only a mere five li road left, he still used close to four hours more than yesterday, and he only arrived at the Heartless Temple when the blazing sun was high in the sky.

The Heartless Temple should have been a temple that didn't occupy a large area in the beginning.

Unfortunately, the current Heartless Temple was already a ruin. All sorts of halls were abandoned, and they were covered in dust. Moreover, due to the presence of ghosts and ghosts, Jiang Ting could feel a slight coolness the moment he entered the Heartless Temple at noon.

Ghosts and ghosts were not without benefits. For example, now, it was like a holy place to take shelter from the heat.

After sizing up the surroundings, Jiang Ting lifted his foot and entered the Heartless Temple. In front of him was a relatively large circular plaza, surrounded by many halls. Even outside, one could see many Buddha statues enshrined inside.

Buddha?

Jiang Ting ignored them with just a glance. He lifted his foot and entered the largest hall in the center. The hall was also filled with dust. There were even many spider webs. It was as if they were talking about how it had been a long time since anyone had set foot in this place.

Jiang Ting frowned. Then, he found a corner and started to clean up the dust. If he was right, he would stay here for two to three days.

Naturally, he needed to clean up some places to rest.

Soon, Jiang Ting sorted out some clean places in the corner. He put the package in the corner and walked to the door of the hall again.

Even though it was already noon, due to the special nature of the Heartless Temple, this place was silent. There was not even the sound of birds, beasts, and insects!

After returning to the door and looking around, Jiang Ting looked at the Buddha statues in the depths of the hall. It was a tall Buddha statue about 30 meters tall. From the outside, it was still gold.

However, there was a high probability that it was not gold. It could only have a layer of gold on its surface.

Jiang Ting was not sure. He did not want to investigate it. He was just wondering... if this so-called Buddha really existed.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ting shook his head. "It should not exist. At least, the Buddha worshiped in this world should not exist."

It was not unreasonable for him to think this way. ... There was no Upper Realm in this world.

Simply put, the cultivators of this world would not be able to ascend after cultivating to the peak... It was just like the world he had evolved into. If there were living beings who cultivated to the limit, they would not be able to fly even if they wanted to ascend.

Since there was no place for them to ascend, the Buddha they worshiped naturally did not exist.

Very quickly, at the end of the afternoon, the scorching sun was still hanging high in the sky.

Jiang Ting, who was sizing up the Buddha statue, instantly turned around and quietly looked outside the Heartless Temple. He heard footsteps, but there were still more footsteps.

With the brilliance of the sun, ghosts and ghosts would not appear. As for the demon kings who occupied this place, they should not appear so quickly... Who would it be?

It shouldn't be that Dao Sect genius. The reason was that there were five or six people outside!

About three breaths later, the owner of the footsteps appeared at the door.

The person in the lead was even more stunned. "Poor scholar, you actually didn't die?"

That was Butcher Xu, who had been taught a lesson by Jiang Ting. He didn't know the rest.

Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows. "Are you guys here to seek death?"

He'd arrived at Heartless Temple for a while now, and he'd rested very well. With his control over battle, killing these people was as easy as flipping his hand.

"Poor scholar, you're courting death." Those few big fellows instantly flew into a rage.

"You don't have the qualifications to talk nonsense with me." Jiang Ting shook his head and ignored them. He walked towards the men at a slow pace.

He had no belongings. He faced five or six men with swords and sabers, but no one thought he could win.

"What an arrogant scholar." A rough and rough voice rang out.

"Who is it?!" The five or six burly men instantly raised their heads and looked towards the source of the voice.

Jiang Ting also turned his head in an instant. He happened to see a burly middle-aged man about two heads taller than him standing on the roof of the hall. He was holding a knife and looking at the man.

That man... Jiang Ting didn't even need to think about it. He knew who this man was.

Huo Qing was forty-two years old.

He was the world's first saber strike in the Ghost World. Hmm, the martial arts he cultivated were not about Buddhism, nor was it about cultivation... Almost no one in Daoism or Buddhism could defeat him.

Of course, this did not mean that Huo Qing was very strong... Daoism and Buddhism were used to defeat him. It was about Taoism and Buddhism. Using the techniques of the gods that mortals thought of, compared to a person in the martial arts world, wasn't that stupid?

As for Huo Qing, he had arranged for that Daoist genius to fight here and fight him to the death.

However, when did Huo Qing come?

If he did not make a sound, Jiang Ting did not even know that there was someone on the roof!

But very quickly, Jiang Ting became relaxed again. Right now, he was merely a weak scholar. Huo Qing was known as the First Saber in the World, so his martial arts were naturally not low. It was normal that he could not discover it.

The weak scholars here did not mean that Jiang Ting was a scholar. It's a representative. After all, scholars were usually synonymous with extremely low martial power. The weak scholars referred to extremely low martial power.

To the Heartless Temple, Huo Qing had arrived. Then, that Dao Sect genius should also be arriving soon. ... Then, the Demon King who occupied this place would appear soon after.

"Where did this brown man come from? Get lost!" Butcher Xu and the others shouted at the roof.

Killing people was nothing to these people.

However, the Great Zhou Dynasty was still there, and no one knew that the Flood Dragon Beast had stolen the position of Great Mage... To ordinary people, the Great Zhou Dynasty was still the Great Zhou Dynasty that ruled the world.

Killing people required paying with one's life.

Especially since Butcher Xu and the others thought that Jiang Ting was a scholar, they naturally didn't dare to kill him when outsiders were present.

Huo Qing held his saber and shook his head slightly. "Six people against a ruffian and hooligan."

Butcher Xu shouted sternly, "Get lost, I'll kill you too!"

"Kill me?" Huo Qing laughed.

Then, a blade light appeared.

"Gululu! As the blade light faded, the six heads quietly landed on the ground. Countless blood dyed the ground at the entrance of the Heartless Temple red.

Jiang Ting retreated with some disgust. He returned to the entrance of the hall and blew away the dust on the ground. Then, he sat on the stairs and quietly looked at the sky.

His heart was heavy. Huo Qing was no longer the first saber in the world. He was close to touching the edge of the saber intent.

If he had the right cultivation technique, once he stepped onto the path of cultivation, it would be very easy for him to increase his strength by a few hundred times in an instant.

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