"It's not that simple!" Han Huaixian, who was also staring at the fire on the cloud platform, couldn't help but muttered.
He was not as sensitive to sword energy as the Glazed Swordsman, but he could also feel that in those firelights, there was a threat rising that made him feel uneasy.
Just like before a violent storm comes, you can see the black clouds gradually approaching. Just like the prelude to the poisonous dragon rising from the cave, you can always see the faint green poisonous mist emerging from the cave entrance.
No matter what Qin Changkong was doing in the fire, no matter what magical power he activated or what magic weapon he sacrificed, in short, it must be something very terrifying, and Qin Changkong was definitely not dead!
"Be careful!" The Glazed Swordsman suddenly shouted.
The other strong men in the Tianbang didn't have time to react, and they saw another sword energy slashing out of the big ball of flames, splitting all the flames in half, as easily as cutting through some tangible cake.
The endless sword intent cuts directly into people's hearts, making them unable to resist.
Qin Changkong's figure also emerged in the firelight. All the flames that rolled around him were blown away by the sword energy from the sword in his hand, and did not burn him at all!
"How is this possible..." Yuan Zhenhu was stunned, and his laughter stopped.
In fact, his flaming tiger did not hit the Withered Sacred Tree and explode at all. Instead, before it came into contact with the Withered Sacred Tree, it was split in half by Qin Changkong's sword energy and split apart directly. The flames behind it were all
Just a little residual flame.
He thought he had made a great achievement in one fell swoop, but who knew that God was playing a joke on him.
The sword energy will not be stunned.
Such a terrifying sword energy, even Qin Changkong had to accumulate it for a long time before releasing it. After cutting away the flames and flames, he slashed directly at Yuan Zhenhu, who was standing blankly on the spot.
The words of caution shouted by the Glazed Swordsman who sensed the sword energy in advance were a reminder to him.
But he was already stunned. In front of the sword energy and the uninjured Qin Changkong, he actually lost his mind to resist.
"Bang"
The twelfth one on the Heavenly Ranking, Yuan Zhenhu, who was admired by thousands of people wherever he went, was chopped into blood foam all over the sky by the sword energy, which exploded directly and scattered on the restrictions in all directions.
The sword energy finally dissipated.
Qin Lang slowly walked out of the fire, the sword in his hand shining with stars, the wind blew by, his bangs fluttered slightly, his white coat was not scorched at all, and the flames did not touch him at all.
"No!" The master of Yaowang Palace suddenly stood up from his seat and stared at the place where Yuan Zhenhu exploded.
That was his most proud disciple and the signature of Yao Wang Palace. A man who was ranked twelfth on the Heavenly Ranking could unexpectedly fall to death in front of so many people today, and was still chopped to pieces with a single sword.
This was a heavy blow to both Yao Wangdian and himself!
Liu Yunfei looked at Qin Changkong, who was as invincible as a god, and felt that the clothes on his back were soaked with his cold sweat.
That was Yuan Zhenhu, who was ranked twelfth on the Heavenly Ranking. His cultivation level was higher than him, and he was also from the demon clan. He didn't even have time to transform his own demon clan body before he was killed by Qin Changkong's sword. If that sword
The sword energy was aimed at him, and he asked himself that he also didn't have the ability to dodge it.
That kind of sword energy cannot be easily dodged. There are so many strong men in the Heaven Ranking, and only the Glazed Swordsman can sense it in advance.
All the monks on the cloud platform looked at the scene in front of them in shock, looking at Qin Changkong stepping out of the fire unharmed, looking at the fire around him being forced back by his sword energy as if they were avoiding him, looking at
The 12th strongest man on the Heavenly Ranking was killed by him with one sword.
No one ever imagined that such a scene would occur.
How long has it been since these powerful men at the top of the Heavenly Ranking have fallen?
Let alone being killed in such a highly anticipated challenge.
Qin Changkong's appearance and his ferocity were like a bulldozer that could subvert common sense, overturning all the previous rules and common sense in the central galaxy.
"Everyone... you have seen what kind of pervert the real Qin Changkong is, right? Do you still want to maintain your noble dignity and hold your proud head high and fight him one-on-one?"
Mo Chengzi's voice was cold and sounded in the minds of the remaining five Tianbang experts.
"Yuan Zhenhu is a lesson learned from the past! If we don't use all our strength to deal with Qin Changkong, we will die! He will never show mercy, because he doesn't care about our lives or the forces behind us!"
The remaining strong men on the Tianbang couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts. Looking at Qin Lang's indifferent eyes, his pupils stretched out, he was indeed indifferent to the peace of life and death, and there was no slight fluctuation because of killing Yuan Zhenhu with a sword.
It was just an ordinary sword, and it killed only an insignificant monk, not the twelfth strong man on the heavenly list, nor the world-famous Yuan Zhenhu.
In Qin Changkong's eyes, there are no such things, no false reputation that they are proud of.
Even the Glazed Swordsman couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.
He knew that he had indeed met the most terrifying opponent in his life. He had never felt this feeling even when he fought against Han Huaixian in Fentian Pavilion.
If you don't use your full strength, you will die!
The six Heavenly Ranking experts all understood this truth.
Qin Lang looked at them calmly, as if waiting for them to take action.
"What other abilities you have, you might as well put them to use and it will be the last and most beautiful bloom in your life." Everyone understood what he meant from his indifferent eyes.
He had no intention of taking action first, because he didn't care at all that he would be jointly attacked by the six powerful men on the Heavenly Ranking. Perhaps, from the beginning when he accepted the joint challenge from the seven powerful men on the Heavenly Ranking, he actually didn't care.
Qin Lang's eyes seemed to be as heavy as Mount Tai, especially since the air was still filled with the faint smell of blood. It was the smell emanating from Yuan Zhenhu's broken corpse, which also stimulated the remaining strong men on the Tianbang list.
Originally they thought it was a pack of wolves hunting a lamb, or at worst a pack of wolves fighting a tiger. Who knew that now it was a dragon staring at the hungry wolves in front of them. The dragon's gaze alone made the hungry wolves dare not move.
This feeling is terrible, something that the proud and aloof strong men on the Heavenly Ranking have never felt before.
"Purgatory Broken Star!" Liu Yunfei was the first to be unable to bear the heavy pressure, and finally took the lead in using his best magical skill.
Purgatory Shattering Star is the most powerful magical power taught to him by his master Pantaogu. Once used with all his strength, it can even shatter a planet and put all one-star monks in purgatory.
As his magical power was activated, the sky gradually began to glow with red light, densely packed.
In the eyes of monks with excellent eyesight, these red lights are like meteorites one after another, rubbing against the atmosphere of Minghai Star, carrying the aura of doom, falling crazily, as if there is something on Minghai Star that attracts them.
Likewise, they will be smashed into pieces by a collision.
What attracts them is undoubtedly Liu Yunfei's magical power.
"Oh my God!" A monk couldn't help but exclaimed. If such a meteorite swarm descends, not only his enemies, but also the entire Minghaixing will suffer, right?
"Woo~" The weird sound came from all directions like a sea wave, everywhere and nowhere to be stopped. Accompanying this weird sound were waves of high-spirited true energy fluctuations, covering the entire place.
A piece of heaven and earth. But slowly, the high-pitched voices continued to gather, and finally they all surrounded Qin Changkong.
The fluctuations of true energy, which were higher than the previous level, were like an enraged ocean wave, and they were also rolled in the direction of Qin Changkong.
Even so, the monks on the cloud platform still felt the thrilling pressure transmitted through the restriction, making them unable to help but raise all their true energy to resist.
"It's Bi Hai Chao Sheng... Mo Chengzi's Bi Hai Chao Sheng is even more powerful than when he was in Fentian Pavilion." Han Huaixian, who was sitting a little next to the main seat, murmured.
His body also ignited a faint fluorescence of true energy, resisting the power of the aftermath of the blue sea tide. Under the gaze of his pupils, Mo Chengzi's handsome figure stood proudly. (To be continued)