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Chapter 340 Faith collapses

(Third update)

Is one punch enough?

As soon as the four words came out, the whole world fell silent.

"What did you say?" Duoti looked like he was looking at a fool, could he beat him with one punch? Even though he was a world-destroying strong man, he was still confident of surviving, but this Chinese man dared to say that he could beat him with one punch.

Arrogant!

It’s really arrogant!

Countless powerful men around them took a breath of cold air, but this time, they all learned a lesson and would not do anything stupid like beating themselves up again.

"Having blocked the Sword of the Old Testament, do you think you have won?" Some strong men sneered in their hearts. Even if the Chinese Qing Emperor blocked the Sword of the Old Testament, he could defeat a Holy Knight of the Round Table with one punch.

This is simply ignorance and arrogance that has no bounds.

Could it be possible that he really thought he was at the world-destroying level?

Some people gasped, but they had other thoughts in their minds.

What if this Chinese Qing Emperor does it?

Suddenly, many people shook their heads secretly, suppressing this incredible thought in their hearts.

Impossible, defeating a Round Table Paladin with one punch is definitely not something that a disaster-level powerhouse can do.

In the eyes of everyone who were shocked, sneered, and still in disbelief, Qin Xuan smiled leisurely.

His feet paused slightly. It happened that he was no more than ten steps away from taking this step.

The moment he paused, the nine blood dragons behind Qin Xuan had completely exploded.

The nine dragons roared together, like demons dancing wildly, dancing crazily in mid-air and chanting to the moon.

At the same time, the strong wind howled, and at the moment when the Nine Dragons were galloping, an extremely terrifying force slowly rose from Qin Xuan's body.

Qin Xuan's eyes seemed to contain the stars in the sea, as if he had transformed into a giant in the starry sky, sweeping across the ages and invincible in the world.

This was a kind of momentum, but the faces of the powerful people present instantly turned pale.

They had never seen such a majestic and terrifying momentum, as if the other party was no longer a human being, but a god overlooking the heaven and earth.

There is nothing more powerful than this.

Duoti's expression also changed slightly, but he still didn't believe that he would be defeated by one punch.

"Light will last forever in heaven and earth!"

He roared angrily, straddling his Pegasus and glaring at the nine blood dragons flying into the air. At this moment, all the light and holy power in his body exploded, dyeing the sky into daylight, and turned into a giant shield, wrapping it up.

Facing Duoti, Qin Xuan looked as indifferent as frost.

Suddenly, he moved.

The whole person seemed to disappear into the sky and the earth, except for the nine dragons that chanted at the moon and rushed towards Duoti at the same time.

Before anyone could react, they discovered that Duoti's figure was already retreating.

Amidst the roar of the nine bloody Chinese dragons, Duoti's figure was like a shooting star, retreating an unknown number of meters in an instant.

"That is……"

The people present were all strong men. They stared with all their strength and finally spotted Qin Xuan's figure.

In front of the huge holy shield of light, a fist, no bigger than a sandbag, seemed to contain endless power, knocking Duoti away.

Qin Xuan's fist was tightly pressed against the Holy Shield of Light, and the nine blood dragons behind him opened their ferocious mouths in the void, swallowing everything.

Click!

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the holy shield of light.

"This is impossible!"

Duoti was almost crazy. He couldn't resist the pouring out of all the light and holy power in his body? He even started to use secret techniques, and his body gradually became older. In an instant, he seemed to have aged dozens of years and turned into a gray-haired old man.

But this old man now has cracked eyes, exposed veins, and a hideous face.

boom!

There was another explosion. He even had to use secret techniques and sacrifice his lifespan, but it was still difficult to make up for the cracks on the Holy Shield of Light. Not only that, under that seemingly insignificant fist, in an instant, the Holy Shield of Light was filled with cracks.

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"This is absolutely impossible, I don't believe it! How can the majestic God of Light, a mere pagan, defeat your most loyal believer so easily?" Doti's voice was hoarse, full of madness, and his eyes were almost

Staring out blood.

boom!

Finally, in front of a mountain, Duoti's figure stopped. His body and the Holy Shield of Light were like a ball, which was embedded in the mountains under Qin Xuan's fist. The surrounding trees had already turned into powder.

"I do not believe!"

Doti screamed, but it was like a candle in the wind, unable to recover.

Under Qin Xuan's fist, the bright holy shield that had been so hard to support finally exploded and turned into countless radiances. With Duoti as the center, the surrounding mountains were constantly cracking, the surrounding soil was turning up, and cracks were spreading.

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Qin Xuan's punch was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, but it suddenly stopped in front of Duoti's chest.

As soon as Qin Xuan stepped on his feet, his figure rose up in the air and landed on a protruding rock from the mountain in the distance. He stood proudly in the wind and stood with his hands behind his back.

The moonlight poured on Qin Xuan's body, as if a layer of moonlight had been cast on his body, making him dazzling.

Everyone was already stunned and dumbfounded at the moment when Duoti was repulsed. When the dust settled, the Qing Emperor, who was bathing in the moonlight like a god, and the old Saint of the Round Table, who was lingering in the cracks in the mountain.

Rider has told them the answer.

With just one punch, the Chinese Green Emperor defeated the Holy Knights of the Round Table, defeated Duoti, and defeated a peerless strongman who had been traveling overseas for who knows how many years.

It seemed that they would never forget this moment. When they looked at it, their eyes were filled with awe and nothing else.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking like an immortal from the dust. He looked at Duoti quietly.

"I, Qin Changqing, never fail to speak!"

Duoti's face was full of despair. He didn't even look at Qin Xuan. He just lowered his head and looked at himself with trembling hands, his hands as old as dead wood.

He has practiced hard for decades, been pious in the Holy See of Light for decades, and practiced hard all his life, but he can't stand up to a punch from others?

Unconsciously, there was even a touch of deathly gray in his eyes, and his pupils were dilated.

Qin Xuan looked down at Duoti, his eyes were calm, without the joy of a winner, as if everything was expected.

"Is this the light of your belief? Is this the eternity of your belief?"

Qin Xuan said lightly: "It seems that what you believe in is not worth mentioning!"

At this moment, Duoti suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Xuan, his old face filled with inexplicable emotions.

"I once said that there is no eternity in this world. Are you convinced?"

Qin Xuan looked at Duoti, his voice was like the wind, he did not yell or exert any pressure, only those extremely plain words lingered in the night.

Doti's body was still there, and his lips kept moving. Finally, he lowered his head. He lowered his head, which was once high and looked down at thousands of believers. He lowered his head, which believed that light is eternal and believed that light was immortal.

"Clothes!"

After trembling for a long enough time, Duoti's voice became hoarse and as weak as the sound of a mosquito.

Qin Xuan's expression showed neither sadness nor joy, and he said calmly: "I once said that the light you talk about is just the boast of believers. Are you convinced?"

Doti's body is here. He once stood at the top of the world and had everything. But now, he seems like a dying old man, constantly echoing the fear in his heart.

"Clothes!"

His old hands grabbed the soil, and he raised his head almost roaring. On his old face,

Already full of tears.

"I once said that I could beat you with one punch. Are you convinced?"

Qin Xuan was covered with moonlight and watched quietly.

"Serve, serve, serve..."

Duoti was almost crazy, he kept repeating one word.

Qin Xuan then calmly withdrew his gaze, jumped up, and flew across the night like a real dragon.

People in the world are ignorant and think that what they believe in is everything. That’s why there is so-called divine power and there are unscrupulous people who play tricks on the world. They claim that gods are superior, but they enjoy everything and play with the world.

He did not kill Duoti. The faith of this Paladin of the Round Table had already been destroyed by his punch. His faith collapsed. Duoti was no different from a useless person. Why did he need to kill him?

In the eyes of the strong men, Qin Xuan slowly left, but this scene will be remembered by the strong men around him forever.

"Is this the Qing Emperor of China?" Grand Duke Ala's face was almost blank, and then he only had one thought in his mind.

Never mess with this person, absolutely not!

There was even a trace of fear in his heart, and he destroyed a Paladin of Light with just one punch, especially those last few words, which completely destroyed Doti's faith.

This is definitely more terrifying than killing Duoti. Killing people will not kill you, but your faith will never be destroyed.

However, this Chinese Qing Emperor easily destroyed a devout person who believed in the Holy See of Light throughout his life.

devil!

As the blood monk who is the spokesperson of the devil, there is a kind of fear in the heart of Grand Duke Ala at this moment. He can easily destroy the faith of a Paladin of the Round Table. Even if he is a devil, can he do it easily?

He looked at the old Doti who fell in the mountain, and listened to the faint word "submit" one by one. At this moment, the Grand Duke of Ala felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was chilled.



Mo Er and Mu Xi looked worried and walked back and forth in the room anxiously.

In front of the door, Sai stood like a mountain, his expression filled with helplessness.

He was ordered to trap Mu Xi in the room, so that he did not let Mu Xi go to the extremely dangerous place ahead.

Suddenly, the door was opened. Sai was startled and looked at the door warily.

Soon, his face became stiff and he looked at the Asian young man in disbelief.

"Qin Xuan!"

When Mu Xi saw the visitor, her face was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.

Mu Xi almost said in a voice, "You won?"

"We won." Qin Xuan smiled softly and looked at Mu Xi.

"That……"

"I'm going back to China!" Qin Xuan smiled, and then he turned around leisurely.

Above the palace, Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the moonlight in Xinlun and smiling faintly.

He knew that the name of the Qing Emperor of China would be famous all over the world tomorrow.

But, he doesn't care.

Because these two words, Qing Di, will be famous in the endless stars and the vast fairy land for thousands of years to come.

The moonlight was like silver, hazy and illusory, but a shadow disappeared on the Xinlun Palace, gradually disappearing into nothingness.

Today's third update, two big chapters, I feel like my body has been hollowed out,

Rest and fight again tomorrow!

(End of chapter)


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