"Before I get angry, you'd better get out of the Fallen Moon Courtyard!"
A voice rang out.
Qin Tian stepped into the courtyard and saw Fu Hai on the ground with blood spurting out of his mouth. The two maids had fainted and their faces were pale. With a glance, it was obvious that they had suffered a heavy blow. If they were not treated, they would die in less than a day.
"Courtyard Master, run … …"
Fu Hai saw Qin Tian standing at the entrance and immediately shouted.
"Eldest Senior Brother, it's … … it's him." Cheng Chong turned his head and looked at Qin Tian. He took half a step back but immediately remembered that his Eldest Senior Brother was beside him. He stood up and pointed at Qin Tian's nose. "Laozi has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Scram!"
Qin Tian spat out the word 'scram'. His tone was filled with killing intent. The entire courtyard had turned into a huge killing field. It was as if a slight movement would lead to death. He stared at Cheng Chong indifferently. With a sway of his body, he landed behind Cheng Chong and said coldly, "Scram, I won't say it for the third time."
Cheng Chong's expression changed, and a chill ran down his spine. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
Qin Tian's ghostly speed shocked everyone in the courtyard. Even Feng Cangsong, who was in the middle stage of the Saint realm, was stunned.
Cheng Chong did not dare to turn his head. He looked at Feng Cangsong who was sitting on the stone bench with a trace of pleading in his eyes. His body could not help but tremble. The last time he consumed Dans, he was not Qin Tian's opponent. Now, Qin Tian's speed was even more powerful than before. Fear rose from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, he wanted to run out of the courtyard and never see Qin Tian again.
"Eldest … … Eldest Senior Brother … …"
"I … …"
Cheng Chong's voice trembled as he looked at Feng Cangsong.
"Hmph."
"Third Junior Brother, don't be afraid. I'm here."
Feng Cangsong bellowed and a thick aura erupted from his body. It clashed with Qin Tian's murderous aura and forced Cheng Chong's murderous aura back. Frowning slightly, he clenched his fist and said coldly, "You are Qin Tian? The person from the Tian Yuan Continent who underwent the Great Perfection Heavenly Tribulation? "
His tone was full of ridicule.
"And what are you?"
Qin Tian helped Fu Hai up and glanced at Feng Cangsong. He was secretly unhappy with the sneer on his face.
Ever since he entered the Yao Clan, other than a few people, everyone else looked at him with disdain. Although he was unhappy, he didn't want to prove anything to anyone.
Towards the attitude of some people, Qin Tian was simply dismissive. He did not put their disdain in his eyes at all.
He knew that his inexplicable intrusion made some people unhappy.
As a result, he tried his best to keep a low profile in the past few days. He would avoid some people if he could, and even if he could not, he would try his best to avoid them. He had no one to rely on in the Saints' World. He understood his status in the Yao clan.
However, whether it was the Heavenly Will Continent or the Saints' World, there would always be some people who liked to be cheap. Fuck, he doesn't know you're his father!
Towards such a person, Qin Tian could not hold back the killing intent in his heart.
His eyes narrowed, and the pressure on his body surged out, surging toward Feng Cangsong.
Boom!
There was an explosion in the air.
This was the first time Feng Cangsong had been called a 'thing' in his entire life. The anger in his heart soared. Originally, he only wanted to teach Qin Tian a lesson, but now, killing intent surged in his heart. He had 100% confidence in dealing with a low rank saint.
"Courting death!"
Feng Cangsong shouted. His body suddenly disappeared and turned into a sky full of illusions, closing in on Qin Tian.
Layers of illusions, layers of killing intent!
In an instant, the courtyard was filled with illusions.
Qin Tian retreated a few steps. Feeling the power of a middle rank saint, he shouted, "Rank nine berserk … …"
"Rumble!"
The rank nine divine ability berserk was displayed. Within Qin Tian's body, it was as if there was a thunderous rumble. His strength surged and filled his body in an instant. Looking at the illusions in the sky, the corner of his mouth hooked up and he smiled coldly.
Rank 9 Berserk, 1024 times the attribute power on the body.
At this moment, Qin Tian seemed to have grasped the law of strength and speed. Everything in the world seemed weak to him.
Looking at the illusions in the sky, the killing intent was getting closer and closer.
In the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint.
Qin Tian suddenly moved. It was so fast that it made people tremble.
"Boom!"
"Ga … …"
The moment Qin Tian moved, the illusions disappeared and the dense killing intent disappeared.
Qin Tian grabbed Feng Cangsong's neck with one hand and stared at him coldly, "Who do you think you are?"
Shock!
Incomparable shock.
Fu Hai looked at the sky with his mouth slightly open. He never thought that Qin Tian would be able to restrain the middle rank saint Feng Cangsong in one move. Moreover, it was so gorgeous that it made people suffocate. He had never seen such a domineering move.
Who was Feng Cangsong?
The strongest disciple under the grand elder Yi Chen.
He had a very important position in the Yao clan. Be it his cultivation or alchemy ability, he was a peak existence among the disciples of the Yao clan. Unexpectedly, he was lifted into the air like a half-dead duck, unable to resist at all.
Domineering.
Incomparable domineering.
Indeed.
Qin Tian's speed and strength were too domineering.
Feng Cangsong was unable to react at all. Qin Tian was gripping his neck tightly. As long as he exerted a bit of force, his neck would be separated from his body. Although the primordial spirit did not die and it was not difficult to reconstruct the corporeal body, it would consume a large amount of cultivation. This was a great taboo for cultivators.
Not to mention the consumption of essence, the rebuilt flesh body wouldn't be as strong as before. It would need to be tempered again.
Being restrained by Qin Tian, Feng Cangsong's expression changed. He became like an old man without any sharpness.
Qin Tian did not show any mercy and slammed him down.
"Peng."
The ground in the courtyard shook and the bluestone floor cracked, forming a huge pit. Dust rose up, making it hard for people to open their eyes.
"Senior brother … …"
"Senior brother … …"
Cheng Chong's heart trembled. He immediately rushed towards the pit, and the others did the same.
Qin Tian landed and carried the two maids, placing them to the side. He looked at Cheng Chong and said, "Bring him out of my courtyard."
"Wuhaha … …"
"A grand perfection tribulation is indeed different. A low rank saint is much stronger than a middle rank saint."
"Qin Tian, you're indeed extraordinary."
"However, if I don't kill you today, I, Feng Cangsong, am not a human."
"Rumble … …"
The dust from the pit dispersed. Feng Cangsong's face was covered in blood. His withered body looked even more horrifying. Step by step, he walked out of the pit. Both his eyes locked onto Qin Tian. The aura he emitted was completely different.
He was restrained by Qin Tian earlier and did not dare to resist, fearing that Qin Tian would destroy his body. The moment Qin Tian threw him out, he could not help but laugh wildly in his heart. He was laughing, laughing at Qin Tian for being a complete idiot who did not know what a combat alchemist was.
An alchemist's cultivation wasn't scary.
What was truly frightening were the pills. Against Alchemists, one could not relax for even a moment. Even if they were beaten half to death, as long as they took a small pill, they would immediately be filled with energy, making them extremely difficult to deal with. Battle type Alchemists were the rarest in the Yao Clan, and they were also the most valued. Especially after Fierce Sun Monarch started to attack, battle type Alchemists became even more important.
There were many types of Dans.
Combat Dans were one of them. Combat alchemists would spend all their effort in researching Dans. A single Dan could change one's strength by a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times. It was extremely terrifying.
Feng Cangsong was a combat alchemist.
After ten years of seclusion, he focused on researching a type of Dan. Just yesterday, he broke out of seclusion and successfully created the 'Tyrannical Dan'.
In the pit, he was glad that Qin Tian did not attack again, giving him time to consume the 'Tyrannical Dan'. As long as he consumed this Dan, not to mention Qin Tian, even if an undying expert appeared in front of him, he would not feel the slightest bit of fear.
The Tyrannical Dan was what he relied on the most.
After consuming it, Feng Cangsong's entire person changed. White Qi rose from his body and Qi raged under his feet. His eyes were ferocious and his limbs and bones were filled with an incomparably powerful strength. Looking at Qin Tian, a sinister smile gradually appeared.
It was indeed Qin Tian's first time fighting against a alchemist.
Seeing Feng Cangsong's aura becoming stronger, Qin Tian could not help but think of the tool refiner Shen Yan. Her two sword spirits released a powerful aura. This was the advantage of a tool refiner. And now, Feng Cangsong displayed the advantage of an alchemist, a powerful Dan.
Regarding Feng Cangsong's sudden increase in strength, Qin Tian did not feel shocked. On the contrary, he felt that it was normal. Cheng Chong could have such a powerful Dan, not to mention the grand elder's disciple, Feng Cangsong.
Feng Cangsong stared at Qin Tian coldly. Qin Tian's lips curled up and he said in disdain, "Seems like you really want to die."
"Die?"
"Haha … …" Feng Cangsong laughed madly. He raised his right hand and pointed at Qin Tian, "The absolute rank Heavenly tribulation is indeed powerful, but you do not understand the strength of a combat alchemist, just like how you do not understand Dans. I do not know why Li Maoran would choose you, but you will definitely not be able to save the Yao clan … …"
"Because you will die miserably."
His tone was cold and filled with killing intent. His words were filled with an oppressive aura. The Tyrannical Despair Dan's medicinal effect exploded within his body. At this moment, in his eyes, Qin Tian was like a corpse.
As long as he moved, Qin Tian would definitely be lying on the ground.
"Die miserably?"
"So what if a Dan is powerful?"
"It can indeed give you great strength, but no matter how powerful you are, it is useless to me. I gave you a chance just now, I had the intention to spare your life. Unfortunately, you did not know how to cherish it. For those who do not know how to cherish their lives, I will never give them a second chance."
"And today, you will definitely die, and you will die miserably."
In Feng Cangsong's eyes, Qin Tian was a corpse.
In Qin Tian's eyes, Feng Cangsong was a corpse that was split into two.
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