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Chapter 1025 Killing(1/2)

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qin Tian punched Xue Nie Dong one punch after another, bursting out blood mist!

At this time, Xue Nie Dong did not have the arrogance he had before. Because he could not speak, his eyes were full of pleading.

But Qin Tian's face was still cold!

This is to treat the person with the same way!

Before, he wanted to beat Lemon to death, but now Qin Tian also wants to beat him to death!

"Master of Snow Palace! Can you stop?"

At this time, the Blood Soul Palace could no longer sit still and stood up one after another.

"I didn't stop Nie Dong from bleeding before, and now I won't stop Qin Tian."

Xue Yuejian said lightly: "Xue Nie Dong did not shout for admit defeat. I will not interfere with the game."

"you!"

The people in the Blood Soul Palace were furious, but they had no choice but to let them get disliked with Xue Yuejian.

Because such a consequence is likely to cause the Blood Soul Palace to lose its qualification to this supreme battle, and this consequence is not something they can afford.

"Why, you are not convinced?"

Qin Tian sneered and said, "When Blood Nie Dong was fighting against Lemon just now, why didn't you come out to stop him?"

"Can't stand it now?"

"Hmph! So what if you can't stand it! So what can you do?!"

Bang!

As he said that, Qin Tian punched him again!

Qin Tian began to use his breath in this punch, unlike before, which was just the power of his body!

Because the first few punches were just venting their anger, and now, he is going to really kill someone!

boom!

Buzzing!

However, at this moment, a small compass suddenly appeared in Xue Nie Dong's hand!

And he has already slapped it hard!

In an instant, a terrifying aura surged and spread out quickly, making the entire martial arts performance venue feel a trembling aura!

"This is……"

Many people stood up in horror and screamed in dismay.

"The breath of the half-step saint?!"

"How is it possible! How could Blood Nie Dong be a half-step saint?"

Yang Buhui frowned and said in a cold voice: "It's not him, but the compass in his hand, which gives him the breath of a half-step saint for the time being!"

boom!

Xue Nie Dong broke free from Qin Tian's big hand and then fell from mid-air.

At this moment, his eyes became gloomy, and a terrible aura filled his limbs and body, constantly wandering!

Although he knew that this power did not belong to him, he still felt a surging sense of power!

This is a sense of power that seems to be able to sweep away all enemies!

"Qin Tian! This is what you forced me! It is you who forced me!"

Blood Nie Dong looked crazy, and his aura was like a wave!

The terrifying pressure spread out, making Qin Tian frown.

Half-step Saint!

He is naturally familiar with this breath.

"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"

"Qin Tian, ​​do you regret it very much?"

"Hahaha! I tell you, regret is useless, and there is no regret medicine in this world!"

"So, you are the one who died today! It's you!!!"

As he said that, Blood Nie Dong rushed towards Qin Tian with the terrifying aura of the half-step saint!

At this time, his speed and strength reached an unprecedented height.

Although he cannot use this terrible power well, how about it?

As long as you can kill Qin Tian, ​​it is enough!

"Qin Tian, ​​die!!!"

Xue Nie Dong punched him, and he wanted to use the simplest and most rude way to knock Qin Tian to pieces!

"hehe."

However, at this moment, Qin Tian lowered his head slowly.

Moreover, a sarcastic smile appeared on Qin Tian's lips.

"I originally wanted to hide a few more rounds."

"But if that's the case, let you see my true strength!"

Tear!

Qin Tian suddenly raised his head and tore his shirt apart, revealing his strong upper body!

Immediately afterwards, facing the fist that Xue Nie Dong was bombarded, Qin Tian just raised his hand lightly and directly held it in his hand!

Bang!

A dull sound!

But the power is extremely amazing!

At this moment, the entire ground vibrated, the ring broke and instantly became countless fragments!

Qin Tian didn't move at all, holding Xue Nie Dong's fist with a calm expression, making him unable to make any progress!

Moreover, at this moment, Qin Tian's aura surged, and a strong red light appeared, covering him!

"What?!"

The whole audience was in an uproar!

Even Yang Buhui, Xue Hun, Xue Ruoqing, and the senior executives of the Snow Temple, including Xue Yuejian, stood up in shock!

"Half-step Saint?! Qin Tian is a Half-step Saint?!"

"How is this possible! This is impossible! He is only twenty-five years old? Is there such a young half-step saint in history?!"

"What a monster this is? Where did the Dragon Temple find such a terrible genius!"

Everyone was extremely shocked!

Although they were not willing to believe it, the aura emitted by Qin Tian in front of them was a real half-step saint!

This is different from the vain aura of Xue Nie Dong, who relies on external forces to reach a half-step saint!

Qin Tian’s breath is thick and pure, but this cannot be done at all false!

"What a dragon-stopping Qin Tian..."

Yang Buhui's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Blood Soul stood up with a gloomy face, and even he himself did not notice that his fists had already clenched tightly at this time.

The most surprising thing in the city is probably Xue Ruoqing.

At this time, the eyes he looked at Qin Tian also had an inexplicable spirit.

"My choice is not wrong. Qin Tian, ​​you really gave me too many surprises."

Xue Ruoqing couldn't help but feel secretly glad in her heart.

"What……"

At this time, Xue Nie Dong also came to his senses.

He thought that if he had become a half-step saint, he could look down at Qin Tian in a lofty manner, and then trampled him under his feet like an ant and crushed him hard!

However, reality made him extremely desperate...

He never thought that Qin Tian would be so strong!

He even had an illusion that Qin Tian might be stronger than his elder brother's blood soul!
To be continued...
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