it's over
Another one dies
After the stone forest was silent for a long time, it started to stir like boiling water. Tens of thousands of people exclaimed and discussed, and countless spirit monsters roared. Before this, the contempt that most of the newcomers had had now collapsed with Qiu Shenfu's fall. No matter how arrogant and conceited they were, they had to admit that Qiu Shenfu's strength was comparable to It was at the top level, approaching the Quasi-Tiger level, especially the power of the Sky-Tearing Sword, which was enough to kill a large number of people at the same level.
However, Qin Ming once again stood at the end, with a golden divine sword that tore through the darkness, killed the ferocious beast, and suppressed the Sky-Tearing Sword!
What a fierce power, what a dominance!
Yuchan took a deep breath, it was scary! This is not the true power of the Sky-Tearing Sword, but it is already the limit of what Qiu Shenfu can display, and it is also the limit of what the eighth level of Shengwu can unleash. Yet he failed again! What is the origin of the golden sword in Qin Ming's hand? It can actually compete with the spiritual weapons on Heaven's Xuanhuang Hundred Weapons List!
Qin Ming threw Qiu Shenfu towards Haitang's furnace and pulled out the Sky-Tearing Sword.
The Sky-Tearing Sword is heavy and cold in the hand. The misty black energy is soaked in evil and killing. The blade is extremely sharp and filled with a terrifying aura, as if it can split the sky and the earth and kill all living things.
The Heaven-Tearing Sword was so heavy that Qin Ming's wrist hurt slightly when he held it in his hand. It weighed a million tons, as if he was holding a piece of heaven and earth.
"We've lost, let's admit it! Hand over the Sky-Tearing Sword!" Everyone in Huan Langtian shouted, almost killing him.
"Those who take the stage, the contract is self-contained, life or death! If you lose, your life belongs to me, everything belongs to me." Qin Ming responded to Huan Langtian indifferently, held the Sky-Tearing Sword for a while, and threw it towards the man behind him. Yan Wanming: "You have worked hard during this time, and the Sky-Tearing Sword... belongs to you!"
Clang! ! The Sky-Tearing Sword was held by Yan Wanming, causing a sound wave like the collision of steel.
"Spiritual list, tear the sky!" Yan Wanming stirred up strong evil energy all over his body and broke into the sword of tearing the sky. The sword body clanked, and a violent sword power hit the sky in an instant. It was so fierce that the sword body expanded several times, reaching ten meters long and half a meter wide, which was just right for Yan Wanming's body type.
As expected of a warrior on the Spirit List, he can actually change his scale.
Yan Wanming's whole body is as majestic and hard as steel, surging with a terrifying aura, and is ten meters tall. He is majestic and domineering. With a ten-meter-long giant sword, he is also a world-famous warrior. There is an incredible feeling of 'matching'. It is more powerful than holding it in Qiu Shenfu's hand.
"That is Huanlangtian's treasure, let go of your dirty hands." Everyone in Huanlangtian was furious. They were noble and holy and would never allow their clan's treasure to be desecrated by such monsters.
Qin Ming raised his sword and vibrated his ring to the sky: "If you want to tear the sky sword, accept the life and death battle."
"Tired of living!!"
"Am I here to die? My head is on my neck. Are you here to get it?" Qin Ming's voice was cold, but filled with domineering air.
"Bastard, I'm warning you finally, hand over the Sky-Tearing Sword."
"What are you talking about? You can't even afford to lose? The Sky-Tearing Sword is on Panlong Mountain, go get it!" The mortal enemy Tianyi clan responded unceremoniously.
Many people and forces expressed their stance: "Things that go up to Panlong Mountain belong to Qin Ming on the basis of life and death. When Qin Ming dies, all his things belong to you. When you die, everything belongs to Qin Ming. This is normal and reasonable."
Even Huang Leitian nodded and accepted this attitude.
It's not that everyone suddenly helped Qin Ming, but that in this way he could peel the Sky-Tearing Sword out of Huanlangtian in an open and fair manner. Whoever kills Qin Ming in the future will get the Sky-Tearing Sword.
The attitudes of all parties made everyone in Huanlangtian furious, but they could not find any refutation, and all their resentful anger was directed at Qin Ming.
"Huan Langtian, come and get it? Don't you dare!" Qin Ming looked at him coldly.
"You barbaric boy from the ancient sea, I'm afraid you won't succeed when I go around Langtian." An elder from the eighth level of the Holy Martial Arts shouted angrily and rushed towards Panlong Mountain. However, when he was about to step onto the top of the mountain, he suddenly stopped and his expression became slightly stiff. A large amount of sweat covered his cheeks.
On stage? A life and death battle
Even Qiu Shenfu couldn't kill him, can I
He struggled with his expression, secretly hating himself for making such a move, but he had already come this far, could he still retreat
More and more people were looking at him, and he could almost feel the ridicule and teasing in their eyes.
"Wow!" The man's heart was fierce, and he roared, his fighting spirit boiling, and he rushed towards Panlong Mountain. He summoned a giant chopping knife in his hand and swung it violently. The wind roared, sand and rocks flew, and the sound was booming and shaking. Panlong Mountain.
Qin Ming put away the Eternal Sword, his wings vibrated violently, and with an explosion, he killed the man like lightning. The right arm grew a large number of white bones, criss-crossed and protected half of the arm and right hand like armor. The white light shone and the power increased sharply.
"Great destruction... Thousands of people died!" The old man slashed wildly as he ran fast, the sword buzzed, and an endless bright light burst out, flooding the world. The light was so piercing that people couldn't open their eyes, completely hiding his... Traces, the sword light cuts forward, sharp and swift, with the power to destroy thousands of armies.
Qin Ming came face to face, unable to see but able to capture the fluctuations of life, which was more sensitive to him.
boom! ! The two collided in the endless white light. Qin Ming violently swung his fists and directly bombarded the sword with his bone fist. There was a loud crack and the thick sword shattered into pieces, turning into countless fragments and flying fiercely. Qin Ming's heavy punch It went unimpeded and hit the old man's chest hard.
The old man vomited blood and flew backwards, unable to hold on to even one move.
Qin Ming spread his wings and galloped, chasing the old man out of the white light range, punching as fast as thunder, and striking densely.
The old man endured his severe injuries and fought back hastily, but was suppressed by Qin Ming and retreated. Heavy punches flooded him like a storm. Each punch carried an astonishing power, hitting the chest, cracking the sternum, and hitting the chest. Shoulders, shattered femurs.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were hundreds of meters across. Qin Ming fired eighty heavy punches in succession as the audience screamed. The last blow penetrated his broken chest, and the huge impact force directly shattered his heart pulse. The tattered body flew off the ground, hit the alchemy furnace in front of it, and was swallowed whole.
Many people opened their mouths involuntarily and felt a chill all over their bodies. How could killing someone be like killing a dog? You just killed Qiu Shenfu, and then you fight again and you can easily kill the same level? This can only be seen in the supreme geniuses on the Heavenly Dragon and Tiger List. Could it be that this Qin Ming has tiger list level strength? impossible! How could such an astonishing talent appear in a wild land, and Qin Ming didn't seem to have any special blood heritage.
Qin Ming turned around, twisted his neck, shook the blood on his hands, and pointed at the audience.
Everyone looked at Qin Ming with different expressions, but they all looked solemn. Qin Ming's strength was beyond imagination. Even those who had witnessed him killing Lu Hui and Lu Xingkong secretly breathed in, amazed and frightened.
It's the fourth day, the tenth battle, and he's still standing! He wins again!
Qin Ming looked around the audience and said indifferently and coldly: "There is no one in heaven?"
"Arrogant!" Dozens of angry scoldings suddenly arose in the dark stone forest. No one in heaven? Extremely arrogant!
The casual cultivators from Guhai took a breath of cold air, and there was an indescribable but extremely violent enthusiasm that dared to stir up their whole bodies, and their eyes burst out with bright light. No one in heaven? What a special sentence: There is no one in heaven! Throughout thousands of years, there are a few people from the ancient sea who dare to say so!
"Haha, there's no one in heaven?"
"Start again, the eleventh battle, please!"
"Donghuang, please go to Panlong Mountain!"
A large number of casual cultivators were excited and shouted loudly, changing their previous low-key and calm attitude. It seems that Qin Ming is fighting for them, fighting for Guhai Sanxiu!
The shouts of a dozen people caused dozens of people to shout, and finally hundreds of people roared: "Donghuang, please go to Panlong Mountain!"
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