How could he know that Han Jiulin was not only invulnerable to all poisons, but his own physique and strength were three thirds stronger than those of practitioners in the seventh-level magical power realm.
Under the bombardment of the silver thunder, the gun-wielding disciple of the Feihong Alliance only felt numbness and pain in his arms, and the meridians in his body were almost shattered by the silver lightning sent by Han Jiulin with his "Eighth Thunder Body".
When Han Jiulin saw this, he just sneered, then snatched the spear from the Feihong League disciple's hand, and then shot him through the chest with his backhand. With a sudden thrust, he fell out from a distance and was nailed to the stone pillar beside him.
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Blood flowed out from the chest of the Feihonghou Mansion disciple, dyeing the ground a blood red color.
Han Jiulin suddenly pulled out the spear, pointed at the people in front of him and said, "Did you see it?
I said, even if I die here today, I will definitely recruit a few people to support me!"
Qiu Xiu Ming laughed loudly, and then said: "Han Jiulin, don't think that you can be unscrupulous just by killing one of us. From now on, you can never kill anyone again!"
As he spoke, Qiu Xiuming exploded with all his spiritual energy. This Qiu Xiuming's strength was in the realm of eighth-level magical powers. The shock caused the surrounding rainwater to almost stop falling to the ground. Then he roared and slammed towards Han Jiulin.
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Han Jiulin moved his spear horizontally, but was instantly repelled by a thunderous force. Qiu Xiuming took advantage of the situation to pursue him, and held the third-grade spear magic weapon in Han Jiulin's hand with one hand, and then burst out a red spiritual fire, knocking the spear away.
It burned red for a moment, then exploded and shattered.
Fortunately, Han Jiulin used spiritual energy to protect his body in time, and his body was extremely powerful, so he was not injured.
The magical power that Qiu Xiuming cultivated is called "Red Jue Spiritual Fire", and it ranks 85th on the academy's magical power list.
It is quite difficult to practice this magical power. You have to integrate the blazing fire essence into your body for refining. The process is extremely painful, but once you successfully practice it, it is extremely powerful and can even destroy the best magic weapons in an instant.
Qiu Xiuming sneered and said, "Young man named Han, do you know how insurmountable the gap in strength between us is?
Not only are you only at the level of fifth-level supernatural power, you are three levels behind me, and it is even more difficult to match me in terms of supernatural power!"
Before he finished speaking, Qiu Xiuming once again grabbed Han Jiulin's neck with one claw, intending to crush his throat and kill Han Jiulin instantly.
Although Han Jiulin managed to dodge this fatal blow with the blessing of the "Baji Thunder Body", Qiu Xiuming scratched his chest with five bloody marks.
"Han Jiulin, even if you are extremely talented, the huge gap in cultivation between you and me cannot be bridged. Why don't you just end it on your own? As I said before, I will promise to leave you a whole body."
Qiu Xiuming kept tempting Han Jiulin to commit suicide on the spot. For him, killing Han Jiulin had no sense of accomplishment. Only by destroying his beliefs step by step could he feel a huge transcendence.
However, Han Jiulin was the Chinese God of War in his previous life, and he was so determined. How could he be affected by others?
A monstrous killing intent suddenly erupted from Han Jiulin's body, and then the raindrops in the air froze as if they were still. These rainwaters were instantly transformed into thousands of knives under the urging of the world-destroying demonic sword.
With anger, he attacked Qiu Xiuming.
"This sword intention is quite amazing, but it's a pity that with your current cultivation level, it can't cause any harm to me!"
Qiu Xiuming used a pair of red iron fists wrapped in spiritual energy to blast away the countless sword energy one after another, but Han Jiulin suddenly turned into a silver thunder and disappeared.
Then a heart-breaking howl came from behind him!
Qiu Xiuming turned around and saw Han Jiulin transforming into a thunderbolt with star sword energy. He instantly killed a disciple of the Feihong Alliance who was in the fourth level of supernatural power with one strike, and a big head drew a bloody arc from mid-air.
line, and then fell to the ground.
Just when Qiu Xiuming was about to stop him, Han Jiulin transformed into silver thunder and killed two Feihong Alliance cultivators at the fifth level of magical power.
This move undoubtedly slapped Qiu Xiuming hard in the face.
He was full of arrogance before, vowing that Han Jiulin would never be able to kill any disciple of the Feihong Alliance, but now in the blink of an eye, Han Jiulin had killed several people in a row.
Although the disciples of Feihonghou were not far behind Han Jiulin in their cultivation realm, they were not Han Jiulin's enemies. They were killed on the spot by him within three moves.
As a master of the eighth-level magical realm, he actually watched Han Jiulin kill several disciples of the Feihong Alliance in front of him. How could Qiu Xiuming endure such a shame and humiliation?
Qiu Xiuming's eyes were red at this moment, and he burst out with fierce murderous intent and shot waves of flames at Han Jiulin. In an instant, the rainwater in the air and on the ground was evaporated, and he was surrounded by walls of fire.
Qiu Xiuming felt that with the power of the "Red Spiritual Fire", even the best magical weapons would be refined and broken by it. With Han Jiulin's body, he would definitely die and would eventually be burned to coke.
Qiu Xiu Ming said loudly: "Boy named Han, aren't you very arrogant?
If you dare to kill me in front of my eyes, how can you continue?
If you don't want to kill yourself, then turn me into a ball of charcoal!"
Before he finished speaking, a wave of black flames suddenly erupted from the wall of fire and struck Qiu Xiuming's chest, instantly burning his clothes into ashes. Under the black flames, Qiu Xiuming's chest was burned.
His flesh and blood have turned into a ball of charcoal.
Qiu Xiuming was furious and quickly extinguished the black flames with his spiritual energy. He saw Han Jiulin soaring into the sky in the wall of fire, with a pair of huge "Golden Flame Wings" growing out of his back and flying in the air.
"Purgatory Flame Wave!"
Immediately afterwards, another wave of black flames suddenly shot out from Han Jiulin's eyes, bombarding the head of a Feihong League disciple, killing him instantly, and his body was instantly burned to ashes by the black flames.
In the blink of an eye, Han Jiulin killed another person.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Qishan, who was standing on the high wall beside him, could no longer sit still. It should be noted that all the disciples of Guangming Academy are elites selected through layers of selection. There are only about a thousand disciples in each academy.
Although the Feihong Alliance is the strongest alliance in Guangming Academy, the total number of alliance members does not exceed two hundred.
At this moment, Han Jiulin killed four members of the alliance in a short period of time. Not only did it bring disgrace to the Feihong Alliance, but if Han Jiulin were allowed to continue killing like this, the Feihong Alliance would suffer heavy damage at the end of this battle.
So Zhang Qishan gave Han Jiulin a cold look, then shot out of the air with his finger, turning into a purple light wave and instantly bombarding Han Jiulin's body.