At this moment, Fu Heng's expression was extremely ugly.
Lin Qian's actions and words were a blatant insult to him. Fu Heng felt as if a knife had been stabbed into his heart.
"Lin Qian, stop looking down on me!" Fu Heng's face turned red after being provoked by Lin Qian, and he was about to lose his mind.
As Fu Heng roared, his body was enveloped by a scarlet soul power, and his expression was ferocious and terrifying.
The scarlet soul power carried dense Yin Qi, and it wrapped around Fu Heng's body, forming a blood-colored ghost face.
At the same time, the Origin Weapon Core and the nine components appeared, and Fu Heng's scarlet soul power poured into them.
"Origin Weapon Equipment!"
In the next moment, Fu Heng, who had completed the Origin Weapon Equipment, had a blood-colored longsword in his hand. His eyes were blood-red, and his aura was completely different from before.
At this moment, Fu Heng was like a demon that had crawled out of a sea of blood, and Lin Qian was his prey.
Seeing Fu Heng's current state, Ye Xin hurriedly reminded him, "Fu Heng's soul power is of the Slaughter attribute, so it's very aggressive. His Martial Soul is an upper-class Slaughter, and it can increase the strength, speed, and soul power of his attacks by 10%."
Lin Qian nodded lightly, and he wasn't nervous at all. "10%, that's a 10% increase? This won't do … "
Seeing Lin Qian like this, Ye Xin reminded him worriedly, "Don't underestimate your opponent, Little Qian."
The strength that Lin Qian displayed now was beyond her expectations, and after the antidote, the hopeless situation he was in had completely disappeared.
However, she was worried that Lin Qian would underestimate his opponent too much, and what if he failed miserably?
"Increase by 10%?" Lei Qian shook his head with a bitter smile. He knew that Lin Qian's Martial Soul could increase the strength of his body by five times!
Swoosh!
Fu Heng pointed the blood-colored longsword at Lin Qian. "Not going to use your full strength? I think you should be regretting what you said now. "
In Fu Heng's opinion, after he unleashed his full strength, Lin Qian in front of him should be extremely shocked and regretful of his previous boasting.
However, after hearing Fu Heng's words, Lin Qian raised his index finger and shook it. "No, no, no. After seeing your full strength, I feel that I can dispense with the Origin Tool Equipment. Why would I regret it?"
Fu Heng's veins bulged as his body trembled uncontrollably from Lin Qian's words.
"What's wrong? Just a little bit of teasing and it's enough to deal a fatal blow to your psyche? Young man, aren't you a little too weak? "
Just as Lin Qian was speaking with confidence and composure, Fu Heng had already launched an attack, his murderous attribute soul power surging like a sea of blood.
Lin Qian's verbal attack had already humiliated Fu Heng.
"Lin Qian, I'm going to kill you!" Fu Heng roared in exasperation as he charged towards the person in front of him.
Fu Heng, who had unleashed his full strength, was indeed extraordinary. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Lin Qian, the blood-colored longsword in his hand already stabbing towards his forehead.
As the scarlet tip of the blood-colored longsword approached Lin Qian's forehead, the scarlet soul power condensed into blood-colored ghost faces that howled as they pounced forward.
Just as the tip of the sword was only a finger's width away from his forehead, Lin Qian suddenly extended his right hand and grabbed the blood-colored blade.
The sharpness of the Origin Tool Equipment sword, which was filled with murderous intent, couldn't harm Lin Qian's right hand at all, not even the Origin Tool itself.
The blood-colored longsword in Fu Heng's hand, which was originally advancing, suddenly stopped. Lin Qian's right hand was like an iron pincer that gripped the blood-colored longsword tightly, preventing it from advancing any further.
Seeing this, Fu Heng was shocked. He hurriedly poured more soul power into the sword and exerted force towards the spot between Lin Qian's eyebrows.
At the same time, the soul power on the blood-colored sword in his hand also emitted rays of blood-colored sword light that twisted towards Lin Qian's right hand that was grabbing the blade.
However, Fu Heng discovered that his originally unstoppable sword qi could only leave white marks on Lin Qian's hand. It couldn't hurt him at all.
At this moment, Fu Heng suddenly recalled the rumors that the Myriad Sect's Young Emperor had a strong physical body and could fight against a Nirvana Realm cultivator at the Form Yuan Realm.
"Now that he's already at the Nirvana Realm, how can his physical body be so strong? Is he a monster?" Fu Heng roared in his heart and tried to forcefully pull the blood-colored longsword back, but it didn't budge at all.
When he raised his head to look at Lin Qian, he saw the latter shaking his head lightly with a look of disdain.
"You want it? I'll give it back to you. "Feeling Fu Heng's strength, Lin Qian smiled and let go of his hand.
The sudden release of Lin Qian caught Fu Heng by surprise, and he staggered a few steps back.
Lin Qian immediately raised his leg and kicked out, hitting Fu Heng's abdomen.
"Hua!"
Fu Heng, who had suddenly suffered a heavy blow, vomited acid from his mouth and flew out the door. Lin Qian also chuckled and rushed out the door.
"Senior Brother!" Seeing that Fu Heng had been kicked out, Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei were about to rush out in a hurry.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two air-piercing sounds rang out. Before the two of them could react, they were already kicked to the ground. When they raised their heads, they saw an indifferent Ding Zhirong and a lazy Zhao Haiming.
Ding Zhirong looked at the two people on the ground and said coldly, "This is a fair duel. It's better for us not to interfere."
Zhao Haiming nodded in agreement. "Kicking people is really cool. No wonder Lin Qian likes to kick people so much."
Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Samadhi, who had fallen to the ground, looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
From Ding Zhirong and Zhao Haiming's speed, the two of them understood that their opponents' strength was far above theirs. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to take them down before they could react.
"Let's go out and take a look." As Lei Qian spoke, he pointed at Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Samadhi. "Keep an eye on these two. Don't let them escape. As for Zhu Xiaojia …"
Puff!
Before Lei Gan could finish, everyone in the room looked in that direction in astonishment.
Zhu Xiaojia, who had been severely injured by Lin Qian's punch, was staring at Ye Xin with wide eyes. Her heart had been pierced by a starlight sword beam.
Ye Xin took a few steps back and looked at Zhu Xiaojia coldly. She gritted her teeth and said, "You deserve to die!"
The starlight sword beam in Zhu Xiaojia's chest dissipated as Ye Xin retreated. However, fresh blood continued to seep out. She blankly tried to block the wound with her hands, but it was to no avail.
Ye Xin turned around and put Liu Yueqian's body into her storage bag. Then, she walked out of the room without looking back.
Lei Qian looked at the lifeless Zhu Xiaojia lying in a pool of blood. He curled his lips and followed her out of the room.
Ding Zhirong and the other three also watched as Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Samadhi left the room.
However, when they left the room and saw the battle between Lin Qian and Fu Heng, they were dumbfounded and couldn't close their mouths no matter how hard they tried.
Ma Shaoyuan turned to look at Lei Qian and the others and murmured, "Is this Lin Qian of your Myriad Phenomenon Sect a monster?"
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