Although Zhao Shanhe's momentum was mighty, Qi Ming was not afraid.
Smiling contemptuously, a figure also appeared in the air, holding a spear.
"Everyone says that you, Zhao Shanhe, are a genius, but in my opinion, you are nothing more than that. It's ridiculous that you haven't been able to break through the solid pulse realm in forty years. Even if you break through temporarily and reach the first level of volley, it will be of no use." Qi Ming smiled contemptuously.
The others frowned slightly, as if they were a little disgusted by Qi Ming's words.
Back then, Zhao Shanhe was so famous that he was a genius. Who knew he was a genius? It could be said that he was extremely talented and brilliant. However, since the death of his master, Zhao Shanhe has been in trouble and has not been able to make progress in the Gumai realm. It is really a pity. But , Even so, when people mention his name Zhao Shanhe now, they don't dare to underestimate him.
"Ha ha……"
Zhao Shanhe laughed wildly.
"Okay, then let's see how my first-level Lingkong kills your ninth-level Lingkong."
After saying that, the giant ax fell from the sky with a thunderous force, mixed with the faint sound of wind and thunder. The surrounding air also seemed to vibrate with it, creating huge waves like a lake.
"boom!"
The giant ax fell.
Qi Ming raised his gun to resist, and suddenly felt a powerful momentum coming over him.
In an instant, there was a "bang" sound, the spear broke, and the giant ax struck directly on Qi Ming's soul. Immediately, Qi Ming flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell to the ground, and coughed up blood.
This blow directly shattered Qi Ming's sea of consciousness, causing him serious injuries.
For a spiritual master, a shattered sea of consciousness is equivalent to a useless person. It is even more difficult to rebuild the sea of consciousness than to reach the sky. What's more, it is even more difficult to rebuild the sea of consciousness and reach the ninth level of volleying. More difficult.
Everyone was stunned.
Zhao Shanhe lived up to his reputation as a genius. He actually hit the ninth level of Lingkong with one blow, which was unbelievable.
"How dare the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon? Ridiculous." Zhao Shanhe laughed loudly and flew up. The soul in the air merged into the giant axe. He held the giant ax and slammed it down.
"Peng!"
Suddenly, Qi Ming's body exploded.
The sea of consciousness shattered, the body exploded, and Qi Ming died on the spot.
Wei Hong was taken aback, frowning, and couldn't help but think to himself, if it hadn't been for that, Zhao Shanhe's talent would probably be far above his own now, right?
However, it is a pity that Zhao Shanhe will not have another chance to surpass himself.
Zhao Shanhe laughed wildly, "Come on, don't you want my life? Show your skills."
Now that he knew he would die, Zhao Shanhe completely let go. After suppressing it for so many years and enduring the humiliation, he had no idea how much grievance he had held in his heart. Now, he can completely ignore it.
The other people who followed Wei Hong were all too worried to step forward rashly. Since Zhao Shanhe could kill Qi Ming, who was at the ninth level of Lingkong, with one strike, it must have been an over-level kill. It's not difficult to defeat the enemy, right? They don't want to risk their lives for no reason.
Here, they just want to please Wei Hong and get some advantages along the way.
"Zhao Shanhe, do you have to seek death?" Wei Hong frowned and snorted coldly.
It doesn't matter to him whether to kill Zhao Shanhe or not. What he cares about is what Zhao Shanhe has in his hands. That is the purpose of his trip.
"What are you doing with all that nonsense? Come on." Zhao Shanhe smiled proudly and struck down the giant axe.
"court death!"
Wei Hong frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to grab, and saw a big hand in the void grabbing Zhao Shanhe directly.
"Peng!"
Suddenly, Zhao Shanhe's body exploded.
The difference in strength was too big, and Zhao Shanhe had no resistance at all in front of Wei Hong.
Yang Ling secretly clicked his tongue.
The strength shown by Zhao Shanhe already surprised him, but he didn't expect that Wei Hong was even stronger.
Think about yourself again, compared with them, you are nothing compared to them, not worth mentioning, right?
However, no matter what, he couldn't just watch Zhao Shanhe die like this, right? Although Zhao Shanhe's body exploded, the sea of consciousness was still there. Wei Hong obviously reached out to grab Zhao Shanhe's sea of consciousness.
If he brought it back to the Wei Mansion, sooner or later he would be able to force Zhao Shanhe to hand over the things.
At this time, Yang Ling couldn't care much anymore.
With a loud shout, he punched Wei Hong with his fist.
"Huh?" Wei Hong was stunned.
Obviously some were shocked by Yang Ling's boldness.
Moreover, there was no spiritual energy fluctuation, but he clearly felt a powerful aura pressing down on him. This made Wei Hong a little curious. This guy was not a spiritual master or a warrior, but he seemed to have a certain fighting ability.
"The mantis' arm is like a chariot." Wei Hong smiled contemptuously, and a huge fist hit Yang Ling in the air.
"stop!"
Suddenly a voice came.
Yang Ling suddenly felt a wall of energy surrounding him, and he blocked Wei Hong's punch.
"Bold Wei Hong, how dare you kill people at will in our Great Chu Mansion? Do you really think that our Great Chu Mansion has no one left?" A phantom appeared in the void, showing that it was not a real person.
But even so, the powerful momentum still makes people have the urge to kneel down.
Is this the aura of a king?
Yang Ling was secretly frightened. If he hadn't blocked the punch for him just now, he might have died, right?
"Master Chu, this guy was rude to me first, and then I took action." Wei Hong was obviously a little afraid of him.
Indeed, the other party could ignore Wei Hong and deal with Zhao Shanhe because Wei Hong did have a valid reason and the other party had no reason to stop him. However, it would be unjustifiable to attack Yang Ling who did not understand martial arts at all.
This is a very serious matter in the human world.
If Palace Master Chu went deeper, he could even be said to be a member of the Moon Worship Sect. Even if he was killed on the spot, no one would dare to say a word.
"I only see that you want his life." Palace Master Chu snorted coldly, "Wei Hong, for the sake of your father, I won't argue with you about this matter. Get out of here right away, otherwise, don't blame me.
ruthless."
"But Zhao Shanhe..." Wei Hong was obviously unwilling to leave like this.
"Didn't you understand what I said?" Palace Master Chu's eyes were sharp, like a blade.
Wei Hong gritted his teeth. Although he was unwilling to do so, there was nothing he could do about it. If he continued to pester him, Palace Master Chu might really kill him in the name of killing people indiscriminately. He even felt that Yang Ling was deliberately arranged by Palace Master Chu to give him
He creates reasons to take action.
Although Zhao Shanhe's physical body exploded, the sea of consciousness was still there, so it was nothing.
For a spiritual master, the sea of consciousness is the most important thing. Once the physical body is destroyed, it can be rebuilt, but it just takes a little more time and resources.
"Master Chu, you can't protect him for the rest of his life. Sooner or later, you have to come to an understanding of this matter." Wei Hong snorted angrily.
"I didn't protect him, it's just that you went too far." Palace Master Chu said coldly.
Wei Hong didn't dare to say any more, snorted coldly and flew away.