Qin Wentian danced Fang Tian's painted halberd crazily. The wild beast halberd technique was used with the divine energy of the 'mountain'. Suddenly, a mountain-like basalt giant turtle seemed to appear in front of him. The ancient word "killing" contained a terrifying edge. Sharp intention, but still failed to break through his defense.
"Hmph." Sikong Mingyue snorted coldly, and saw him step forward again. In an instant, he walked in front of Qin Wentian, and stretched out his palm. In an instant, the ancient characters of killing around him gathered together and turned into a wave. The killing sword was blasted towards the Xuanwu shadow. In an instant, cracks appeared in the shadow, and Qin Wentian's body was knocked back many steps.
The gentle breeze ruffled Sikong Mingyue's long hair, she was so arrogant. Qin Wentian was not at the same level as him. Today, Qin Wentian was to be executed, and he would never show any mercy.
"I treat you like air, but you want to talk too much. If you want to die, I will help you."
Sikong Mingyue continued to walk forward, and a terrifying killing storm appeared around him, getting stronger and stronger. He seemed to be the god of death. Anyone who stood in front of him would be killed.
Qin Wentian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, which made the crowd stunned. At such a moment, he was still in the mood to close his eyes. Was he waiting to die
The crowd was puzzled. Countless people's eyes fell on Qin Wentian. Some were worried and some wished Qin Wentian would die soon.
However, at this moment, a terrifying aura filled the air within Qin Wentian's body, and his blood began to roar.
His long hair was flying, and even seemed to become darker. At this moment, the crowd had an illusion, as if Qin Wentian was undergoing a transformation.
Sikong Mingyue, who was standing in front of Qin Wentian, felt it most clearly. The killing storm was stagnated, and she was quite surprised. Is this the power of blood
Qin Wentian, he has the power of blood and has awakened.
Qin Wentian's figure seemed to be gradually getting taller, and the aura that permeated his body was like a wild beast and the monarch of heaven and earth.
"Buzz!" Suddenly, Qin Wentian's eyes opened. At this moment, it seemed as if there was an imperial aura permeating the air, dominating the world, making Sikong Mingyue have the illusion of surrender.
There was a crackling sound, and Qin Wentian's body really became taller. He stood there like an emperor or an ancient god, overlooking the world.
Qin Wentian's body was filled with endless power, and the hand holding Fang Tian's painted halberd was so firm.
"What a terrifying bloodline. It actually changes a person's body, as if it is reshaping the body. This bloodline is definitely a high-level bloodline." Some powerful figures on the stands were shaking in their hearts. Although the martial arts warriors with bloodline Xiu is quite rare, but they still know the power of blood, and the power of blood is also divided into levels.
Qin Wentian's bloodline not only enhances his strength, but also has a domineering aura, which is definitely only possessed by high-level bloodlines.
"Your advantage is only in realm. I can't understand why you have such a condescending expression, as if you are the only one in the world." Qin Wentian said calmly: "Sometimes, the advantage of realm is, It doesn’t represent everything. When I defeat you with the strength of the seventh level of chakras, how embarrassed will your pride be when you are trampled on?”
After Qin Wentian finished speaking, he took a step forward, as if he really wanted to dominate the world!
On the battlefield, a breeze seemed to blow, and countless eyes fell on Qin Wentian. At this moment, he was watched by countless people.
"With so many expectant looks, how could I let them down?"
Taking a deep breath, Qin Wentian's fighting spirit rose to the extreme.
Once upon a time, he was unknown and risked his life to enter the imperial city.
At that time, as long as the Ye family paid more attention to him, he would probably become a dead person; even if the Ye family did not think highly of him, he still almost died in the hands of Ou Feng and Ye Zhan.
At that time, he had no friends and no one paid attention to him. But now, although there are many enemies in the imperial city, he knows that there are also many people who wish him well.
Mo Family, Shenbing Pavilion, Emperor Star Academy; Mo Qingcheng, Mo Shang, Mu Rou, Fatty Fanle... With so many people's expectations, how could he disappoint them.
From the first moment he stepped onto the Junlin Banquet Arena, he wanted to be first. Now that he also has such confidence, then the first place will definitely be his.
Within his body, the blood was roaring and the divine energy was boiling. Following the star chakras, it was gathering crazily towards his arms. His momentum was still rising, as if there was no end.
Sikong Mingyue finally moved. He originally wanted to see how strong Qin Wentian was and compete with him. However, his confidence gradually wavered.
Qin Wentian's momentum is rising crazily, while his momentum is being suppressed. As one goes up and downs, he will lose his momentum.
How can we fight if we are weak
"Boom!" Qin Wentian also moved, his whole body turned into a stream of light, and he shot out with a mountain-breaking attack. Fang Tian's painted halberd was extremely terrifying, as if it was going to break through everything.
"Kill." Sikong Mingyue roared angrily, and the ancient words for killing converged into a sword, which collided with Fang Tian's painted halberd. A terrible shock actually knocked Sikong Mingyue back a step. Although it was only one step, for him, Still a shame.
"Boom." Another halberd came to kill him. At this time, Qin Wentian was as powerful as an emperor.
Sikong Mingyue looked ugly, and the infinite power in his body roared. He clapped his palms, and the ancient words for killing suddenly gathered together and turned into a huge killing intention, sweeping out.
With a loud bang, Fang Tian's painted halberd shattered his thoughts of killing, and Sikong Mingyue took three steps back again, his face becoming increasingly ugly.
"Fight." Sikong Mingyue roared angrily. Even if he retreated, his momentum was still monstrous, and his killing intent was stronger. Ancient characters floated in front of his palm, and each ancient character contained terrifying sword energy.
"Kill." Sikong Mingyue roared, and the ancient characters of "Infinite Killing" waved out from his palm turned into a row of killing light, killing Qin Wentian. The terrifying power was shocking.
However, at the same time, Qin Wentian's Fangtian Painted Halberd shot out again, this time in the style of a meteor.
The crowd seemed to see stars gathering together and turning into whirlpools. Finally, they crashed down crazily, continuously shaking the void. Terrifying rumbling sounds were heard. Hurricanes swept the battlefield, and the ancient characters of killing went crazy under the shock. It shattered and fell, as if stars were smashing into Sikong Mingyue. He hurriedly resisted, but his body was directly shaken to the point of vomiting blood and he retreated crazily.
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The sound of chi chi was heard, and Sikong Mingyue actually retreated all the way to the edge of the fighting platform, blood spilling all over the ground.
Void, silent.
How could Qin Wentian's attack be so strong
They had witnessed how powerful Sikong Mingyue's attacks were, but at this moment, Qin Wentian was attacking, crushing Sikong Mingyue forcefully, causing him to vomit blood.
"This King's Landing Banquet is definitely a rare occasion." Many people sighed in their hearts, it was so wonderful.
They originally thought that Chu Chen had counterattacked, but they did not expect that Chu Chen would be knocked down by Qin Wentian before he could secure his seat in the top three. However, Qin Wentian was not at his strongest when he defeated Chu Chen.
At this time, Qin Wentian wanted to crush even Sikong Mingyue.
"Those arrogant words of yours are still in my ears. Thinking of them now, will you feel ashamed? At the ninth level of chakras, what do you have to be proud of?" Qin Wentian said calmly, his momentum was still so terrifying. , this plain voice was like a slap on Sikong Mingyue’s face.
"Since you want to find a sense of existence so much, then I will let people know that your existence actually has no meaning."
"The ignorant are fearless."
"I treat you like air, but you want to talk too much. If you want to die, I will help you."
These words were all said by Sikong Mingyue not long ago, but what was the result
Qin Wentian held Fang Tian's painted halberd and continued to step forward. Sikong Mingyue's expression became extremely ugly. Qin Wentian did not take action directly, but walked towards him step by step. Was he trying to force him to admit defeat personally
The figure was getting closer and closer, and the murderous aura in Qin Wentian's body gradually became stronger. It was certain that Qin Wentian would dare to kill Sikong Mingyue.
Before this, he had already killed the Second Sword and the Third Night.
Feeling the growing momentum, Sikong Mingyue showed a painful expression and said, "I lost."
The three words of calm seemed to drain all the strength from Sikong Mingyue. These three words were undoubtedly declaring that he, Sikong Mingyue, had given up.
Qin Wentian's footsteps stopped, and he saw Sikong Mingyue slowly turning around and jumping off the fighting platform. He was defeated, defeated by Qin Wentian.
The second seat at the Junlin Banquet was taken away by Qin Wentian.
"So handsome!" Fatty Fan Le took a deep breath and showed his intoxication. He is the second seat at the Junlin Banquet. He is so damn handsome.
Many people have not even reacted. Secondly, was Qin Wentian snatched away from Sikong Mingyue
Moreover, does Qin Wentian just want to be second
He looked towards the first battle platform, Fang Tian raised his halberd and pointed it directly at Luo Qianqiu.
Once, Luo Qianqiu stood on a high platform, overlooking him, and asked him to hand over the Blood Flame Fruit. If he didn't hand it over, he would take action directly.
Once, in the dark forest, Luo Qianqiu chased him and almost killed him.
Once, in the wind and snow, Luo Qianqiu asked him to take three moves and be arrogant.
Even not long ago, Luo Qianqiu was still like this, as if the first seat at the Junlin Banquet was already his.
Qin Wentian has always been dismissive of him.
Now, he finally stood in front of him.
He will tell Luo Qianqiu what pride is!
"It's your turn!" There were no heroic words, just three calm words, but they seemed to be a declaration.
Today, at the Junlin Banquet, he, Qin Wentian, wants to compete for first place! (To be continued)