At the foot of Wuya Peak, no one expected that the sudden purple sky thunder would make Han Qingtian and Lin Huang miserable.
In Xuanyuan City, Qin Xuance's expression remained unchanged, even a bit leisurely, as he continued to control the compass in front of him and peer into the secrets of heaven and earth.
Rumble.
On Wuya Peak, thunder continued. Even someone as strong as Han Qingtian was covered in blood at this moment, obviously injured.
Lin Huang in the Blue Sky Cage was dripping with blood, struggling to resist the purple sky thunder. The shocking power in the body flowed throughout the body, constantly nourishing the body that was on the verge of being broken.
There was a click.
The Qingtian Cage was directly shattered by the Ziji Heavenly Thunder.
At this moment, Lin Huang suddenly stood up in the purple thunder sea. Looking at the thunder rolling down around him, he suddenly let out a long roar, like the roar of an overlord.
Tens of thousands of people stared, only to see a blood-stained figure in white clothes on the top of Wuya Peak, with a golden light glowing all over his body. Dragging his body with cracked flesh, he killed Han Qingtian.
Everyone was shocked immediately.
"How could his body be so powerful? He actually dared to carry the Purple Thunder and kill Han Qingtian!"
"In such a battle, I'm afraid I'll be struck to death by lightning soon!"
A warrior sneered.
"presumptuous!"
In the void, when he saw Lin Huang charging towards him, Han Qingtian's expression condensed, with murderous intent in his eyes. He also carried the Purple Sky Thunder and fought towards Lin Huang.
boom.
Between the heaven and the earth, another huge purple lightning thunder rolled down, knocking the two of them so hard that they were shaken. Then the two of them steadied their bodies again, like two tigers rushing towards each other, vowing to decide life and death with one move!
"Cross Yama!"
"Sword rises from Longyuan!"
Amid the torrential thunder, the two of them roared at the same time. Endless sword energy and sword light met and exploded from the void. The terrifying air wave actually shook the Purple Sky Thunder away.
Under the mountain peak, thousands of people were a little shocked as they recalled the scene just now.
The cross sword light seemed to contain the power of yin and yang. When reflected on the moonlight, it seemed that it could directly chop the moonlight into pieces. When Han Qingtian's sword was unsheathed, it looked like a dancing dragon looking down at the world.
Everyone looked at the exploding terrifying air wave, their thoughts heavy, not knowing whether the two people were alive or dead.
Ahem.
As the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, Han Qingtian's figure suddenly appeared in the void. He saw a ferocious cross scar on the latter's chest, with blood flowing gurglingly.
Han Qingtian's figure was suspended in the void, swaying awkwardly.
"Han Qingtian wins!"
In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted, causing the people of Tianlei Sect to cheer.
"That Lin Huang is really terrifying. It is simply unimaginable that he can push Han Qingtian into this situation! He is worthy of being the number one among the young generation in Dongling!"
"It's a pity that he is going to die like this. If we give him a few more years, who else in the Dongling Realm except Xuanyuan Tibing will be able to fight with him!"
Some warriors sighed, seeming very sorry, but their faces were full of sneers.
At Piaoxue Palace, everyone was depressed.
"Is this the end?"
Among the warriors, Ye Hongxiu raised his eyebrows and looked at the top of Wuya Peak. His beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, but he instinctively felt a little disbelieving.
Jun Qingcheng didn't seem to be worried about Lin Huang at all. The latter's sharp eyes were fixed on the young man in purple in the crowd, and they never moved away.
Only when Bai Xiaopang was about to rush to Wuya Peak, Jun Qingcheng said calmly: "Brother Lin Huang is Qin Xuance's protector. Qin Xuance attracted the thunder. If the thunder is not extinguished, Brother Lin Huang will be fine!"
Fatty Bai scratched his head and stood there anxiously.
Among the crowd, the young man in purple also turned his head to look at the scene in the sky, his eyebrows slightly condensed, as if he was thinking about something, and it was not until a long time later that he murmured:
"Does Qin Changsheng dominate the world?"
Up and down in the sky, when countless people saw that the overall situation had been decided. Where the smoke and dust cleared, a figure in white clothes and blood stained suddenly appeared...
The latter stood quietly on the top of the mountain. Although it was not as standing in the sky as Han Qingtian, it was like a straight spear in the sky. The wind was like jade and revealed a hint of disdain and domineering.
The latter was not afraid at all despite the rolling purple sky thunder. His whole body was shining with golden light, as if he had gone through the most painful period and reached the point where he could stand up after breaking.
"Purple Extreme Heavenly Thunder is nothing more than that, let me scatter!"
Under the long sky, Lin Huang waved his hand domineeringly, and while waving his sleeves and robes, the purple sky thunder in the long sky suddenly stopped and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Han Qingtian! Why don't you use your left hand?"
On the top of the mountain, green silk rustled in the forest wilderness, calmly staring at Han Qingtian in the void.
Under the mountain peak, everyone looked at the scene in the distance and their eyes widened. They thought Han Qingtian had won, but they never thought that Lin Huang appeared so calm and calm.
Han Qingtian was embarrassed and bleeding.
The forest wilderness where the Heavenly Spear stands.
Under the bright moon, the two formed a sharp contrast. Countless warriors couldn't help but raise their eyebrows. Han Qingtian, the dignified Martial Lord, was actually forced into this situation by Lin Huang.
He has not yet entered the Wuhou realm.
Could it be that this son really has the power of Tian Yuan to kill Wu Hou?
The expressions of the people from the Tianlei Sect were extremely ugly, their faces were covered with frost, and they wanted to tear the blood-stained figure in white clothes on Wuya Peak to pieces.
Under the sky, Han Qingtian stared at Lin Huang who looked calm, and finally a trace of anger surged in his calm heart, and his low voice was like a roaring tiger:
"As you wish!"
As he finished speaking, Han Qingtian roared loudly. His purple clothes flew up, attracting storms from all directions. In less than ten breaths, the wounds all over his body were completely healed.
"The evil magic of the Blood Spirit Palace is indeed extraordinary!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and sneered, the demon-suppressing knife in his hand becoming colder than ice.
"You are so proud of yourself for being able to push me to this point!"
Under the bright moon, Han Qingtian stepped out of the void and stared at the forest wilderness with a cold expression, just like a vicious wolf patrolling his prey, waiting to be killed!
"It's a pity that you are not in the Wuhou realm after all. Across this chasm, you can only become a dead soul in my hands!"
Han Qingtian was talking and laughing freely, and seemed to have Lin Huang's life and death in his hands. In the blink of an eye, Han Qingtian's left sleeve exploded, revealing the rumored baby arm.
Clang clang clang clang!
In just a few breaths, the snow-white and tender baby arm made a terrifying sound of metal and stone, and gradually turned into a ferocious and savage arm.
The arms were as thick as human thighs and were red in color, as if they were made of endless blood. The aura emanating from the arms made the entire void feel a bit colder.
The shrill cries of countless crows also sounded in that arm.
At the top of Wuya Peak, Lin Huang stared at Han Qingtian's left arm, a chill suddenly rising on his back, and he felt an extremely dangerous aura completely envelope him.
It was a long-lost feeling of death.
"Is this your true power?"
Lin Huang took a deep breath, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. Instead, there was boiling fighting spirit. His dark eyes stared at that terrifying arm. Lin Huang abnormally sheathed the knife, and his fingertips moved with alarming movement.