The war horses galloped, trampling the snow, and the spears breathed out terrifying energy. Before the man arrived, the spears were thrust out, like poisonous dragons, and made a sharp whistle, heading straight for Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian stepped forward, the snow on the ground exploded, the strong wind swept away, and a powerful momentum burst out from his body. At this moment, he stood tall and straight, and the step he took contained an invisible majestic force.
atmosphere.
"Tsk..." Two long spears fired from the left and right directions, and Qin Wentian stepped hard again. The crowd on the horses felt a strong wind blowing on their bodies, and their pupils couldn't help but shrink. Qin Wentian stepped forward fiercely.
How could Wentian burst out with such momentum?
Suddenly, their spears seemed to be held by a terrifying force.
"roll."
The terrifying hugeness knocked their bodies away and hit the crowd behind them, causing them all to fall off their horses in an instant.
Qin Wentian walked in the snow and glanced directly at Yan Yuhan, Bai Qingsong and others. Unexpectedly, Bai Qingsong from the Bai family also appeared.
Another line of war horses moved forward, but they only heard Yan Yuhan say calmly: "I'll do it."
The knights stopped and Yan Yuhan rode forward and came to Qin Wentian, looking down at the figure on the ground.
"Two times in a row, the battle failed to be resolved. Since you are not dead, I will help you today." Yan Yuhan said calmly. His strength at the seventh level of chakras could not help Qin Wentian in the past, and he had always been attracted by it.
It's shameful. Now, his cultivation of magical powers is stronger. His realm has reached the peak of the seventh level, and he may open the eighth chakra at any time.
His fighting power is even better than before. Today, he will let Qin Wentian die under his sword.
The sword star soul bloomed. This was Yan Yuhan's second star soul, coming from the third heaven. A terrifying sword energy emerged from his body, and his eyes were like an unsheathed sword.
The snowflakes falling in the space were crushed into pieces by this sharp sword.
"Yan Yuhan's Shattering Sword Art has reached the third level of artistic conception. There will be no suspense in this battle. Even if Qin Wentian's strength has improved a lot, he will still die at the hands of Yan Yuhan." A young knight watched.
Speaking at this scene, everyone nodded.
"He should have died long ago." Bai Qingsong's eyes showed a cold light. It was a miracle that Qin Wentian could survive to this day.
"Bai Qingsong, Wentian has dared to face an army now, but you and your daughter Bai Qiuxue can still only live under the shelter of others." Qin Chuan sarcastically made Bai Qingsong look even colder, staring at him and saying: "Wait a minute.
If he were dead, you wouldn't say that."
Yan Yuhan sat down and his horse prostrated on the ground. He saw him step forward, his sword energy roaring, and he rushed towards Qin Wentian. Between the two of them, snowflakes stopped falling.
"Since you want to die with all your heart, today, I will fulfill your wish." Yan Yuhan clenched the sword formula with his hand, and terrifying sword intent burst out from his fingertips.
"What a strong momentum." The crowd saw Yan Yuhan strolling and Qin Wentian standing there, as if he might be destroyed at any time.
"You are not worthy." Qin Wentian took a step forward, and the snow on the ground shattered, and a terrifying momentum surged out. This momentum did not belong to any power, but only to himself.
Although Qin Wentian does not have the ultimate strength, his aura makes him look like a top master, and he has a free and uninhibited attitude that would make anyone else compare to him.
"Huh?" Yan Yuhan frowned, but then smiled.
"Aura? It's just a flash in the pan, vulnerable to a blow." Yan Yuhan walked forward. Every time he took a step, it seemed as if a powerful sword energy tore through the space and rushed straight towards Qin Wentian. The snow on the ground was covered with snowflakes all over his body.
, torn into pieces.
"Really?" Qin Wentian's first star soul, the Sky Hammer, bloomed. At the same time, a star hammer also appeared in his hand. He still stood there calmly, like a towering mountain. No matter how violent your sword energy is, I will do it myself.
Stay still.
At the same time, Qin Wentian's sixth-level chakra energy burst out, rolling out. His pupils seemed to be as bright as stars, piercing Yan Yuhan, causing Yan Yuhan's eyes to tremble.
In Qin Wentian's eyes, he saw a strong sense of self-confidence, persistence, and even arrogance. Those eyes made people involuntarily feel their own insignificance.
"Boom." Qin Wentian took a step forward. When the step fell, Yan Yuhan's heart trembled.
"I don't believe it. Even if he has the sixth level of chakras now, he can't shake me." Yan Yuhan secretly thought in his heart, and continued to step forward. The sword energy roared, as if it was about to solidify. The torn snowflakes made
People were deeply shocked.
"There is no suspense at all in this battle. Qin Wentian will definitely die." The crowd felt Yan Yuhan's momentum and secretly thought in their hearts. They could not feel that Qin Wentian's casual step gave Yan Yuhan
No matter how much pressure they were under, they could not understand why Qin Wentian's steps were so firm and confident.
It was as if Qin Wentian knew that he would not be defeated.
Finally, the two people were only one step away from each other. Yan Yuhan pointed his fingers forward, and they gathered into sharp daggers in the void and shot out at the same time.
Everything will be shattered under this finger, and Qin Wentian will die.
"Boom." The sky hammer in Qin Wentian's hand was smashed out without any fancy. When it fell into Yan Yuhan's eyes, he suddenly had an illusion, as if there was a mountain range pressing down on him, gathering infinite energy.
The force was blasted towards him, trying to completely bury him.
"No..." Yan Yuhan lost his momentum. At this moment, Qin Wentian actually gave him the illusion of a peerless strong man and wanted to crush him to death.
"Boom!"
The giant hammer hit a short sword and collapsed at the same time. Yan Yuhan stepped back, but Qin Wentian walked forward again and blasted out with a palm.
"What's going on?" The crowd's expressions froze when they saw this scene. Yan Yuhan was actually in a weak position, and Qin Wentian's attack was majestic. It was an invisible force. Although his attack was not strong, it was powerful.
, but it was as if his own attack was a magical power that could destroy the heaven and the earth.
Yan Yuhan raised his hand to attack, but his momentum was gone. A clicking sound was heard, and his palm shook. Qin Wentian grabbed his arm, and his expression changed.
"Just now, this arm was pointing at my father. Now, I want it to be broken off."
Qin Wentian shouted coldly, his palms trembled, and immediately Yan Yuhan screamed, and one of his arms was broken by Qin Wentian.
"How is it possible?" The crowd's expressions froze. The powerful Yan Yuhan had his arm broken by Qin Wentian with just one blow?
This made it almost impossible for the crowd to react, and those who escorted Qin Chuan obviously did not expect it.
"How dare you." Several angry shouts came out at the same time, and then the war horses swept towards Qin Wentian. At the same time, a figure strolled in the void, actually flying in the air.
Obviously, among the team escorting Qinchuan, there were strong men from the Yuanfu realm.
Qin Wentian raised his head and looked into the void, and saw that the other party raised his hand and an ancient seal shot out towards him, turning into a life-threatening halo. However, at the same time, a huge phantom of an arm appeared in the void, heading towards that person.
The life-threatening halo blasted past, and with a loud bang, the arm and the halo exploded at the same time. Then, among the crowd, a figure walked in the void, blocking the Yuanfu realm person.
"Tian Arm Fist, who are you?" The Yuanfu realm strongman showed his sharp edge and looked directly at the person coming.
The man's eyes were calm and he responded: "Qin Wentian, you can't move."
"Today, if he dares to rob a prisoner, he will be killed." There seemed to be a golden light in the man's eyes, which was extremely sharp.
At the same time, the war horses on the ground turned into hurricanes and rolled towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian's body suddenly moved. He stepped on the ground. His body turned into a shadow and roared forward. At the same time, a silver spear appeared in his hand.
"Kill!" Qin Wentian's eyes flashed with sharpness, he roared angrily, and the spear flew out from his hand, like a silver lightning bolt.
"Puff, puff, puff..." The silver spear passed through the throats of the figures one after another, so fast that those who came on horseback had no time to dodge. Blood splashed in the void and fell to the ground, dyeing the white snow red.
In an instant, almost all the knights were killed.
However, there were knights rolling over beside him, and a second magic weapon appeared in Qin Wentian's hand, which was a Fangtian painted halberd.
Looking at the assassinating spear in front of him, Qin Wentian took a step forward, and Fang Tian's painted halberd burst out. The opponent's spear was shaken and flew out, and the Fang Tian painted halberd, which contained terrifying power, penetrated directly into the opponent's heart.
The war horses neighed, and the cavalry behind them stopped instantly. Qin Wentian's Fang Tian painted halberd was raised horizontally, and a corpse was located at the tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd, full of arrogance and domineering meaning.
"Who dares to come again?" Qin Wentian shouted angrily, and the crowd remained silent, staring at Qin Wentian.
A battle broke out between two Yuanfu realm powerhouses in the void, but the ground was silent. Only the corpse on Fang Tian's painted halberd was dripping with blood on the snow.
"So strong." The crowd around him didn't expect this young man to have such courage and strength.
The thin figure stood there as tall and straight as an ancient pine. Yan Yuhan under his feet seemed to be forgotten.
"Space Divine Pattern Ring." The crowd looked at the silver spear and then at Fang Tian's painted halberd. Both of these divine weapons appeared out of thin air. It was obvious that Qin Wentian had a divine pattern ring with a built-in space.
It is impossible for ordinary people to have such treasures.
At this time, next to Qinchuan's prison, an old man walked out and walked towards Qin Wentian on the snow.
"Wentian, be careful, this old man is a strong man from the Yuan Mansion." Qin Chuan shouted, the old man was his guard, of course he knew that the opponent's strength was at the Yuan Mansion level.
I saw the old man's expression flashing with vicious light as he approached Qin Wentian step by step. But at this moment, a figure silently appeared behind Qin Wentian. The moment he stood there, the old man's footsteps suddenly
He stopped, looked at the man, and then glanced at the Yuanfu realm strongman fighting in the void.