How big can a person's fist be? Facing a YF230 that weighs several tons and whose wings alone are tens of meters long, it is like an insignificant grain of sand falling on a huge mountain.
You can imagine how small a person would appear when facing a towering mountain.
When Qin Xuan smashed his fist, everyone had a feeling.
The mayfly shakes the tree!
Soon, their expressions froze, and in the ten thousand feet high in the sky, the roar of nine bloody dragons swept across the entire sky.
Roar!
Fight with nine moves, Nine Dragons soar!
Under Qin Xuan's fist, the fuselage that could withstand huge pressure dented in an instant!
Qin Xuan's arms had bulging veins, like ferocious dragons. Under his fist, the fuselage kept denting, as if it was being pressed down by a huge mountain. The YF230 began to fall in an instant.
No matter how the terrified pilot operated, he could not control the war machine even half a minute.
Whoosh!
Under everyone's gaze, the war machine that stood thousands of feet in the sky fell like a meteor, and then landed on the ground.
Fire, smoke, and explosions filled the ground in an instant.
In a horrifyingly huge pit, there was a series of roaring sounds, as if countless bombs were detonating, and terrifying air waves swept across all directions in the west.
"Real or false!" Gedru looked at the falling YF230, his mouth opened so wide that even the God of Light he admired felt rude.
Everyone around them looked as if they were dreaming.
Before today, if anyone dared to say in front of them that someone shot down a YF230 from an altitude of 10,000 feet with one punch, they would definitely sneer at it, but from now on, they can no longer doubt it.
Human power can actually be so strong?
Boom boom boom...
Continuous explosions sounded, and every deafening explosion seemed to explode in everyone's heart.
When the explosion subsided and everyone stared at the place where the thick smoke was billowing, a strong wind suddenly swept through and dispersed the thick smoke, as if opening a way out.
A figure slowly walked out of the smoke and dust in the sky. In the eyes of everyone, he looked like a god.
Qin Xuan walked slowly, and before the thick smoke around him got close, he seemed to be forced away by an invisible force and could not get closer.
Even when he destroyed three YF230s, his clothes were not even damaged and remained intact.
After walking out of the smoke, Qin Xuan looked calm and slowly said one word, "Go back!"
boom!
A place of earth and rocks exploded, and the Eternal Sword, which had sunk to an unknown depth into the ground, rushed out of the ground as if it had been summoned, and returned to Qin Xuan's hands again.
"He is definitely not a human being, he is a demon, a demon!" someone from the Delen family yelled with horror on their faces.
"Is it possible that he is a god from the ancient East?"
"Quick, stop him!"
Everyone in the Delun family showed fear, including the Delun Emperor Lion, who had disaster-level strength.
He never believed it, couldn't believe it, that all the trump cards he had prepared were completely destroyed at the hands of that Asian young man.
The other party is definitely not something he can compete with. The Delun Emperor's heart seems to have fallen into an ice cellar, and large beads of sweat on his forehead keep running across his cheeks. He is thinking about countermeasures, but desperately finds that with him, the Delun family
, unable to compete with this terrifying Asian strongman.
"Ning, who is he?"
Gerdrew finally came to his senses, and he asked almost in shock.
He has never seen such a terrifying strong man, not even the Holy Knight.
I have never destroyed three YF230s. This is beyond what human power can do. That is a war machine thousands of feet high in the sky. How can it be destroyed by one person in the blink of an eye?
Ning Ziyang also looked at Qin Xuan in shock, his throat rolling slightly.
In the past few decades, Ning Ziyang has never been so shocked as he is today.
Regarding Qin Xuan, he had been paying attention to it since the first meeting, the Battle of Jingshui. At that time, although Master Linhai Qin was strong, Ning Ziyang admitted that he did not take it seriously.
Perhaps decades later, he may not be able to be Master Qin's opponent, but that will be decades after all.
What he couldn't imagine was how long it had just been, less than a year, from the Battle of Jingshui to the Great Tribulation of Haiqing. Even though the Linhai Master Qin broke into the Medicine God Hall and defeated Bian Xinci, Ning Ziyang felt that
Shocking, but still not enough to really face it.
In his eyes, Qin Xuan is still not strong enough to truly compete with him.
He is Ning Ziyang, a person like Bian Xinci, and he has never put it in his eyes. Looking at the entire China, except for the illusory earth immortal in the legend, the only people who can catch his eye are the Star Emperor Su Muyu and the two deceased immortals.
people.
Ning Ziyang was extremely proud, but the pride in his heart was never revealed, it just remained deep in his heart.
It was not until the battle for the title that Qin Xuan easily broke through the joint efforts between him and Xu Ming that Ning Ziyang discovered to his horror that the progress of Linhai Master Qin had already exceeded his imagination.
Even at that time, Ning Ziyang believed that although Qin Xuan was growing at a terrifying speed, he could still suppress it.
After being born, you don’t know how long each step will take. It can be said that it is difficult to make progress.
Until this moment, Ning Ziyang looked at the figure walking out of the smoke and had a clear understanding in her heart.
It turned out that he had despised Master Linhai Qin from the very beginning.
Only now did he truly understand.
Some people in this world are unimaginable. Master Linhai Qin, in less than a year, has grown to a level that...even Ning Ziyang is frightened by.
Ning Ziyang didn't want to believe it, let alone couldn't believe it, but the facts were right in front of him, so how could he not believe it?
It is precisely because he is so proud that he does not bother to deceive himself.
Destroying three YF230s, with such strength, even he may not be able to do it.
In his eyes, Master Qin, who could only compete with the three great masters in Jingshui, has now grown to such an extent that he has to face it. Perhaps, when facing Master Qin, he should raise his head slightly and look up.
Facing Gedru's inquiry, Ning Ziyang's eyes were filled with sadness, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end, they turned into a long and bitter sigh.
He looked at Qin Xuan, the figure who stood holding a sword, but seemed to be out of this world.
Looking at Qin Xuan's face, he looked calm, perhaps even more arrogant.
Looking at the faint murderous intention lingering under the sword's edge, it was slightly sharp, but it was like a peerless weapon lying across the throat.
Ning Ziyang's expression gradually calmed down. He stared at the figure and spoke every word with sincerity.
"Qing Emperor, Qin Changqing!"
(End of chapter)
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