Supreme Soaring Immortal

Chapter 988: Ten major trends

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"ah… "

Everyone under the ring opened their mouths wide and looked at Qin Shuang on the ring with dumbfounded eyes. This was so unexpected.

"So strong!"

"Qin Shuang's body is so strong!"

"This should have the power of King Wu's ninth level, right?"

King Kong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was spinning. It seems that the sword alone cannot hurt her...

"boom!"

King Kong's big foot stomped on the ring, and the metal ring made a buzzing sound like a bell. King Kong's figure flew up, horizontally in the air, united his body and sword, and shot towards Qin Shuang.

A sword coming from the west!

This is King Kong's strongest trump card, an earth-level low-grade sword skill. The air was cut open by him, and in front of the tip of his sword, the air was quickly cut and the air flow formed moved to both sides, flowing rapidly, forming a white arc visible to the naked eye.

In just the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword was no more than a foot away from Qin Shuang's throat.

"Qiang..."

A dazzling brilliance rose in the air, and Qin Shuang's figure and King Kong's figure crossed each other.

"Plop..."

King Kong's body slid in the air for a distance and fell heavily on the ring.

"ah?"

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change and did not believe what was happening in front of them. No matter how you look at it, Qin Shuang was completely suppressed by King Kong's sword Xi Lai. How did this turn into King Kong falling on the ring

Where is Qinshuang

Everyone's eyes turned to Qin Shuang, and they saw Qin Shuang standing on the ring, with his back to King Kong lying on the ground, his hands hanging by his sides, both hands empty, and there was no spiritual sword in his hands.

"This...it seemed like Qin Shuang had drawn his sword just now, right?"

"It seems like I saw a sword light."

"Hiss..." Everyone gasped: "What a fast sword."

"Whoosh..."

A figure flew onto the ring.

"boom… "

The man kicked King Kong's body out of the restaurant, then shouted at Qin Shuang's back:

"Yin Wenlong, eight golden elixirs, fifth level of King Wu."

"Bang bang..."

There were two landing sounds from under the ring. Qin Shuang followed the sound and saw Jin Yue and Sun Jixian looking at Yin Wenlong in the ring with murderous intent. It seemed that the two of them started late and could not beat Yin Wenlong. , let Yin Wenlong enter the ring first.

Qin Shuang slowly turned around and looked up at Yin Wenlong opposite. This Yin Wenlong was born extremely majestic. He wielded a mountain ax in his hand, like a mountain god, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Eight golden elixirs, the fifth level of King Wu, which is already very close to the eighth level of King Wu. Seeing the low-grade earth-level mountain-breaking ax in his hand has already pushed his cultivation to the peak of the late ninth level of King Wu.

"Qin Shuang, if I'm not wrong, your fast sword can only be used in close combat, right?"

Qin Shuang just looked at him indifferently. Yin Wenlong tightened his hands on the mountain axe, and the mountain ax buzzed.

"I won't give you a chance to get close!"

"Boom..."

Yin Wenlong held the ax in both hands and slashed towards Qin Shuang. A huge ax as big as a room appeared in the air and hit Qin Shuang like a hill.

"Buzz..."

Qin Shuang raised a slightly black hand and smacked the small mountain-like ax in the air.

The big handprint that covers the sky!

A huge hand covering the sky instantly appeared in the sky and struck the giant axe.

"Boom..."

There was a deafening explosion, and the big handprint that covered the sky and the giant ax collided together, and the big handprint that covered the sky shattered. The giant ax was only slightly delayed, and then continued to slash down towards Qin Shuang.

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Yin Wenlong's mouth, but then the sarcasm froze on his face. In his field of vision, Qin Shuang's figure exploded from the middle like a firework, turning into nine figures, shooting out from nine directions. The nine swords tore through the air and made a sharp whistle. , a trance is coming.

"Buzz buzz..."

Just like the sound of a windmill turning rapidly, the giant ax rotated rapidly in Yin Wenlong's hand, and the huge ax impacted the nine swords and rushed away, like a series of hills.

"Position!"

Everyone under the ring had a look of shock on their faces. A smile appeared on Ouyang Jihai's face and he said:

"Yes, Yin Wenlong actually cultivated to the fifth level, and Qin Shuang was defeated!"

"Boom boom boom..."

With a series of explosions, the nine sword gangs shattered into pieces. The sword gang fragments shot everywhere, tearing the air and pulling out dense white lines, like thousands of pear trees blooming.

Nine figures turned into one figure and landed opposite Yin Wenlong. A ferocious smile appeared on Yin Wenlong's face. Transmission of sound into the secret passage:

"Qinshuang, die! Your spirit stone is mine."

"boom!"

Before Yin Wenlong could finish his words, Qin Shuang's figure exploded again and turned into nine figures shooting towards Yin Wenlong.

Nine Palaces Sword Skill: Nine Palaces merge into one.

"Buzz buzz..."

The space vibrated, and nine long rivers roared in from nine directions. It was the long river formed by the convergence of nine swords. It set off huge waves and flooded and slapped Yin Wenlong.

"Ten levels of power!" Ouyang Jihai couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Boom boom boom..."

The rolling hills formed by the giant axes exploded, and the nine rivers of swords instantly submerged Yin Wenlong. The sword gang dissipated, and on the arena, where Yin Wenlong stood, there was only a piece of broken limbs and flesh.

"Hiss..."

There was a gasp of air below the ring, and the faces of the ring masters on the other ninety-one rings also became solemn. Only Wu Jinsong, Situ Lue and Li Linchen remained calm and calm.

"Whizzing… "

Two figures rose from the ground and landed on the ring almost at the same time.

"Jin Yue, eight golden elixirs, the sixth level of King Wu."

"Sun Jixian, eight golden elixirs, sixth level of King Wu."

The two said in unison, then glared at each other. Jin Yuening said: "Junior Brother Sun, leave this scene to me, I owe you a favor."

"Senior Brother Jin, Qin Shuang has a grudge against me. Give this fight to me. I owe you a favor."

"Don't speak so grandly!" Qin Shuang looked at the two people in front of him calmly, then glanced at the warriors under the ring, and said in a condensed voice:

"Are you all here for the 100,000 spirit stones on my body?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, including Wu Jinsong, Situ Lue and Li Linchen who were on the stage.

"Is it true that Qin Shuang has one hundred thousand spirit stones in his body?"

"That's right!" Qin Shuang shouted: "I have one hundred thousand spiritual stones in my body."

"Boom..."

There was a buzz and discussion under the ring, and pairs of greedy eyes looked at Qin Shuang above the ring.

On the high platform, Qin Zheng, Ouyang Jihai and others looked at each other.

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