Supreme Soaring Immortal

Chapter 987: They all want to kill Qin Shuang

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Although Jiang Ao knew that Qin Shuang was only at the late stage of the ninth level of the elixir stage, he did not dare to underestimate Qin Shuang. Condensing ten golden elixirs put a lot of pressure on him. Therefore, he had no intention of fighting Qin Shuang with his bare hands. With a "clang" sound, he pulled out his spiritual sword and thrust the sword diagonally towards Qin Shuang. The sword beam exploded and stabbed Qin Shuang's head. Forechest.

"Bah..."

As if there was a sound of thunder and lightning, Qin Shuang stepped on the lightning steps, nimbly and quickly dodged Jiang Ao's sword. He had already approached the opponent and punched the opponent.

Jiang Ao also had pride. Seeing that Qin Shuang still refused to draw his sword, he made a fist with his left hand and attacked Qin Shuang. At the same time, he held the long sword in his right hand, ready to counterattack.

"Boom..."

The two people's fists collided together, and a circle of fluctuations visible to the naked eye erupted in the middle, spreading rapidly to the surroundings. Neither of the two people's bodies moved, but their clothes and hair were flying behind each other, making hunting noises. Jiang Ao relied on King Wu's ninth-level cultivation, while Qin Shuang relied on King Wu's ninth-level cultivation. Nine levels of ontological power.

This is evenly matched.

"So strong!"

Jiang Ao was stunned. He thought that Qin Shuang, who condensed ten golden elixirs, would be very powerful, but he did not expect that Qin Shuang would be so strong.

"drink!"

Jiang Ao shouted loudly, and then thought about using the still water and waveless style with the sword in his right hand, and slashed towards Qin Shuang from the waist.

"boom!"

In front of his eyes, Qin Shuang's figure exploded like fireworks, splitting into nine figures, pointing like swords, with nine sword beams shooting out from nine different directions.

In such a hurry, Jiang Ao had no time to resist the sword attacks coming from nine directions.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

In the end, four sword gangs hit Jiang Ao's body, but Qin Shuang did not have a spiritual sword in his hand at this time, so there was no increase. The power of the sword gang was only the fifth level of King Wu's cultivation, and it could not cause any harm to Jiang Ao. It just pushed Jiang Ao's body back a step.

But that's enough.

When masters compete with each other, just one flaw is enough to defeat them. Jiang Ao watched helplessly as a small, slightly black fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes and then hit his chest. Then his figure kept staggering back, and finally, each fist pulled out blurry afterimages in the air, and bombarded his chest quickly and continuously, making him stagger back, and there was no way to fight back. Opportunity.

"boom!"

When Jiang Ao felt that his feet were empty, he knew that he had fallen off the ring. There was a trace of sadness in his eyes. He straightened his waist and landed on the ground. He staggered a few steps, stabilized his figure, and took a look. Qin Shuang, who was on the stage, left sadly.

"Whoosh..."

As soon as Jiang Ao landed on the ring, a figure flew up from the crowd and landed on the ring. Qin Shuang raised her hand and took a Wenwang Pill first, feeling the recovery of her spiritual power and the peace of the Yin God in her soul. Then she raised her eyes and looked at the opposite side. It was a thin man with a somewhat wretched appearance. At this time, the man looked at Qin Shuang with eyes full of murderous intent and greed, and sent a message to Qin Shuang into the secret passage:

"Qin Shuang, give me your storage ring and I will spare your life."

Qin Shuang's eyes narrowed. At this moment, she understood why there were so many people under the ring looking at her with greed and murderous intent. She had almost forgotten about the one hundred thousand spirit stones. These people should be Coming for the one hundred thousand spirit stones. Even the students of the Imperial Martial Arts Academy who didn't know about this originally should have known about it by now. No wonder Jin Yue didn't challenge before. It turned out that they were all eyeing her Qinshuang and the one hundred thousand spirit stones.

As long as you kill Qin Shuang, you will not only win a quota, but also get 100,000 spirit stones!

"Since you want me to die! Then you should die first."

Qin Shuang now knows very well that she is just a piece of fat, and everyone wants to take a bite. If she just defeats the opponent, more people will want to take a bite of her. She can only kill, kill cleanly, kill those people with fear, and let them know that as long as they dare to enter this arena, what awaits them is not a hundred thousand spiritual stones, but death. Only then can we stop those people from doing crazy things. Otherwise, if Qin Shuang is challenged continuously, even if Qin Shuang is full of iron, he will be exhausted to death.

"Qin Shuang, don't give up your life rather than your wealth. Otherwise, your people will die, and you won't be able to keep the spirit stone." The thin and wretched man transmitted his voice into the secret passage.

Qin Shuang remained silent, but his slightly narrowed eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent. Seeing Qin Shuang's murderous intention, the thin and wretched man knew that Qin Shuang also had a murderous intention towards him.

"Buzz..."

His thin body straightened up, boundless murderous aura emanated from his body, and he said coldly towards Qin Shuang:

"King Kong, a golden elixir, the peak of the ninth level of King Wu."

Qin Shuang did not introduce herself again, it was no longer necessary. She had already introduced herself once. Everyone knew that she was the ten golden elixirs and the late ninth level of the elixir formation stage. So, she just held her fist and said:

"please!"

"please!"

At this time, almost everyone under the ring looked towards Qin Shuang, and there were no challengers in the other ninety-one rings. Those who wanted to challenge gathered under Qin Shuang's ring. Looking at King Kong, his eyes were full of naked jealousy and resentment. They deeply hated themselves for being a step too late and not flying onto the ring before King Kong, thus taking advantage of King Kong.

However, their gazes instantly turned into boundless murderous intent...

After a while, King Kong killed Qin Shuang, and then he jumped up and killed King Kong. The place and the spiritual stone were still his.

"Qiang..."

King Kong came to kill Qin Shuang and grab the spirit stone, so he was not polite at all. He drew out his long sword at the first moment and stamped his foot on the ring. There was a buzzing sound like a bell. The figure shot towards Qin Shuang like a sharp arrow.

While in the air, his right arm holding the sword was pulled behind him, and then he stabbed forward suddenly.

"Qiang..."

The sword body trembled, and hundreds of sword swords buzzed out, violently friction with the air, pulling out white lines, like hundreds of meteors falling towards Qin Shuang.

"Bang bang bang..."

Qin Shuang's soul power spread out, and all the flaws of the Hundred Sword Gang were clearly displayed in the world enveloped by her soul power. There was a hint of surprise in King Kong's eyes across from him. He didn't understand why Qin Shuang was still bare-handed and didn't pull out the spiritual weapon.

"Why doesn't she move?" People under the ring were talking one after another.

"Are you scared out of your wits?"

"boom!"

At this moment, Qin Shuang moved. Then he saw her fists swinging rapidly, pulling out blurry and dense afterimages in the air. There was no punch on her fists, it was entirely the power of her body. The hundreds of sword gangs half a meter away from Qin Shuang's body were struck at weak points by Qin Shuang's fists, and shattered into pieces. The fragments of the sword gangs shot out in all directions, making bursts of tooth-wrenching whistling sounds.

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