The bloody light all over the sky, like a meteorite from the sky, rushed down with the power of destroying the heaven and earth, and instantly came to Qin Chen's head, but Qin Chen didn't even have the slightest idea to avoid it.
Qin Chen didn't move, not because he couldn't dodge, but because these dozen or so streams of light that could kill an ordinary mid-level peak martial emperor hit him, and they were no different from scratching an itch.
Not to mention that he is cultivating the Immortal Holy Body. His spatial body alone can neutralize most of the attacks. The rest of the attacks falling on him will only cause his armor to break, or at most he will only be injured.
Just a slight injury.
"Bang bang..."
More than a dozen streaks of blood-colored light like meteorites fell on Qin Chen's body, and the sound they made was a strange dull sound, without the ear-splitting sound of a strong bombardment at all.
Long Xiucheng originally thought that Qin Chen would be seriously injured if he was attacked by him, and he might even be a ball of ashes. Even if there was something left, it was just ashes.
But when this dazzling blood-colored stream of light hit him, his eyes immediately went straight. The stream of light dissipated, and under the astonishing roar, Qin Chen just stretched out his hand to pat the dust on his body, or slap away a fly, with that expression
Extremely easy.
But how could there be any dust on his body? Not to mention dust, even his clothes were not wrinkled, and not a hair was messed up.
At this moment, the scene became dead silent.
The formation master was so frightened that he even stopped attacking You Qianxue and the others.
He had also seen the dozens of streaks of blood that Long Xiucheng had blasted earlier. He claimed that as long as he was scratched a few times, he would be seriously injured, but Qin Chen blocked them without any injuries, and his clothes didn't even wrinkle.
Is that human being?
The corners of Long Xiucheng's eyes twitched, and he realized that he seemed to have underestimated Qin Chen. Qin Chen was more powerful than he thought, or much more powerful.
Even the late peak Martial Emperor might not be able to resist his own attack so easily, but Qin Chen blocked it so easily. His strength was definitely far superior to his.
It only took him a moment to react, and his back was already dripping with cold sweat.
Before he could retreat, Qin Chen sneered and said, "After attacking, do you want to retreat? Stop dreaming..."
Before Qin Chen finished speaking, he raised his hand and the mysterious rusty sword was already out, but what he had out was just a burst of sword energy.
A sword energy that was as thick as an adult's arm and was as black as ink flashed through the void and was about to land on Long Xiucheng's body.
A danger of being about to be killed came. Long Xiucheng was so panicked that he didn't even have time to withdraw the giant scissors in front of him. He only knew that he had to avoid this sword light. Although this sword light
It hasn't fallen on him yet, but he already knows that he will never be able to withstand the power of this sword light.
But the next moment, he started to sweat even on the top of his head. He found that the space around him had turned into a quagmire, and his movements slowed down.
Long Xiucheng was so shocked that his soul almost disappeared. Qin Chen actually shattered his space barrier. A mid-term peak Martial Emperor displayed a space barrier that was so much more terrifying than him. In his horror,
He only had time to turn his head away when the black sword light hit his shoulder.
"boom……"
The terrifying sword light fell, and one of Long Xiucheng's shoulders was directly chopped into pieces. Blood mist spattered and his arm was torn apart.
He was hit by the sword light and flew up diagonally, and then fell heavily to the ground. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Long Xiucheng rushed up from the ground, not caring that he was seriously injured, and roared: "Young Master Qin
, I, Long Xiucheng, admit my defeat and ask the young hero to show mercy..."
"Quick, take down those three women, quick!"
But at the same time, Long Xiucheng's shocked and angry voice sounded in the mind of the formation master. What Long Xiucheng said before was obviously intended to paralyze Qin Chen, but in fact it made the formation master quickly take action and use You Qianxue
The three men threatened Qin Chen.
The moment the formation master saw Long Xiucheng's exit, he rushed towards You Qianxue like a telepath. With a bang, his big hand reached out and came towards You Qianxue and the others like a sky curtain.
He looked at Qin Chen nervously at the same time, fearing that Qin Chen would take action, because he knew that once Qin Chen made a move, he would not be able to resist it with his strength.
But what shocked him was that although Qin Chen saw his actions, he didn't react at all.
He was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly accelerated to catch You Qianxue and the others. However, before his joy could fade away, suddenly a sword light lit up, and he saw one of the three women draw out her sword like lightning, splitting his extended palm into pieces in an instant.
Cut in half.
Then another sword light swept over him, and he was instantly thrown away. A huge gap appeared in his chest, and blood flowed freely.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he looked at You Qianxue and the others in horror. He never expected that You Qianxue and the others were as powerful as Qin Chen.
"Is this how you admit defeat?" Qin Chen sneered, and directly activated the Fan Tian Seal to press it down. Long Xiucheng looked at the seriously injured formation master, his eyes were dull, and he watched the Fan Tian Seal fall.
Only then did he react and said in horror: "Long doesn't know the power of Qin Shaoxia. Long will resign now..."
How could Qin Chen let him retreat? Fantian Seal fell down directly. Long Xiucheng saw that Qin Chen showed no mercy at all. Although his face turned pale, he instantly crushed a talisman and roared: "Qin Chen
Chen, don’t try to get things done..."
Qin Chen ignored the opponent at all, and the Pantian Seal fell completely. At the same time, the powerful power of space filled the air, instantly imprisoning the void, and kept Long Xiucheng behind.
"No!"
With a pop, Long Xiucheng only flew hundreds of meters away before being directly shaken into blood mist by Fan Tianyin. Not even the space talisman could take him away.
A Martial Emperor who was close to the peak of his late stage had no chance of escaping in Qin Chen's hands.
After killing Long Xiucheng, Qin Chen looked at the formation master again.
"You can't kill me, I'm from the Qi Palace..." The formation master said in horror. At this moment, he already knew that he was no match for Qin Chen.
Not to mention the Qi Palace, even if the people from the Dan Pavilion did this to him, Qin Chen would kill him directly, so what about the Qi Palace?
With a click, the same Fantian Seal fell, and the thick seal exuded a misty aura, blasting the formation master into blood mist, leaving only a piece of the soul-seeking formation disk spinning on the ground.
At the same time that the formation master was killed by Qin Chen, in a palace deep in the Strange Demon Continent, an astonishing momentum rose into the sky, and at the same time an old voice roared: "Who killed the weapon in my weapon palace?"