The huge body of the giant soul with a brain bursting stood on the stage for a few seconds before suddenly collapsing like a wall.
For a moment, the whole place was silent.
Everyone was immersed in extreme shock.
Three punches!
Back and forth, Qin Tian punched three times in just a few seconds!
Then, after blasting the giant soul's arms, he shot it directly in the head.
Now, this guy is dead and has no soul.
After a brief silence, the scene erupted into thunderous cheers.
Those Chu League masters who had been injured by the giant soul before were so energetic that they counterattacked the brats who controlled them and knelt down to beg for mercy.
In an instant, the scene reversed.
"Fuck!"
"Holy shit, shit, shit!"
Yang Lin was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
"This guy is too perverted!"
"Is this really my Yang Lin's cousin-in-law?"
Tongchuan opened his mouth and was speechless. However, in addition to shock, his eyes also revealed a strange brilliance.
Before that, he felt that he was very arrogant, which led to him being a little arrogant.
Now, Qin Tian allowed him to see a higher realm and a broader sky!
At the scene, Huang Batian was the only one left standing, alone.
Qin Tian sneered: "How?"
"Do you still want me to do it myself?"
As he said that, he kicked a knife over. The intention was to let Huang Batian kill himself.
Huang Batian's single eye flashed with an extremely vicious look, and he suddenly shouted: "Old gun, what are you waiting for? Shoot quickly!"
"Kill him and rectify the name of the King of Hell!"
Um?
Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the mountains in the distance. The feeling of being targeted with a sniper at Shuangshan Pier came again.
And through Huang Batian's words, he intuitively felt that this so-called old gun was the one related to the "Ling of the King of Hell".
"Goodbye!" Huang Batian took advantage of Qin Tianlun's moment to suddenly shoot out a few flying knives and fled.
Qin Tian did not pursue him.
Jin Rong came over with a sign and said excitedly: "That night, Mr. Qin didn't read it and said the sign was fake."
"Now that the truth is out, this harmful sign should be destroyed by Mr. Qin!"
"As for Huang Batian, leave it to Chu Meng. He can't escape."
A dark sign with three blood-red words on it: The Order of the King of Hell!
Even though they knew it was fake, and even though the sun was shining brightly, everyone still felt an eerie atmosphere when they looked at it.
It's as if this is a bloodthirsty devil that will resurrect at any time.
"Huh?" Qin Tian couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this sign.
Except that it is slightly smaller, its material, handwriting, and especially the aura contained in it are the same as the authentic "King of Hell Order" in my hand.
Ordinary fraud cannot reach this level.
Thinking of something, he hurriedly said: "Leader Jin, see you later."
Turn around and rush towards the hillside quickly.
"Thank you Mr. Qin for your generous help and saving the Chu Alliance!"
"I, Jin Rong, represent the Chu League, and I swear to God today that the Chu League will respect you, sir!"
"In the future, sir, as long as you have a destiny, the Chu Alliance will go through fire and water, and they will not give up even if they die!"
He shouted excitedly at Qin Tian's back.
All the people from the Chu League, as well as experts like Han Shan who were invited by the Chu League, all looked at him with great respect.
There was a forest on the hillside, with weeds in disorder and no one around.
Qin Tian's eyes slowly scanned, and finally, he found some white powder on a stone.
After looking carefully, he determined that it was magnesium powder.
This is a powder that can be rubbed on the palms of your hands to absorb sweat and prevent your hands from slipping. It is most commonly used by gymnasts and weightlifters.