Two strong murderous intents collided, causing the atmosphere to become even more oppressive.
Qin Xiangtian took a big step forward. His face was filled with murderous intent. Finally, the chance he had been waiting for was here. The pain of losing his son struck him once again. The evil flame in his chest raged madly. The flame warhammer in his hand expanded along with the anger in his heart.
The strength of a spirit refining realm cultivator was extremely strong.
The pressure released by Qin Xiangtian was extremely huge.
His heart was filled with hatred, the hatred of losing his two sons. Both of his sons died in the hands of Qin Tian's family. At this moment, he could not wait to eat his flesh and tear out his bones to vent his hatred.
Hatred must be washed clean with blood.
Towards Qin Xiangtian's hatred and anger, Qin Tian's hatred and anger was ten thousand times stronger than his. Although he was not the Qin Tian of the past, the memories of being bullied and persecuted for five years kept appearing in his mind, affecting his anger.
Meng Lei's figure kept circling, stirring up his hatred.
At this moment, Qin Tian only wanted to crush Qin Xiangtian in one move.
His battle intent rose, his anger rose, and his hatred rose. His killing intent filled the air, ready to explode at any moment!
Qin Tian soared into the sky, and with a sudden leap, a series of afterimages shot towards the direction of the martial arts field … …
"Want to escape?"
"In your next life!"
With two roars, Qin Xiangtian's body disappeared into thin air. A strong gust of wind blew past and a string of black shadows chased after Qin Xiangtian in the direction of the martial arts field. The flaming war hammer whistled through the air, and everywhere it went, it was incomparably hot and full of killing intent.
"Martial arts field?"
"Could it be the Life and Death stage?"
"Let's go and take a look … …"
The Life and Death stage, as the name suggests, only life and no death. If two people go up, only one can leave alive. This was the rule.
It was also the only way for the Qin clan disciples to resolve their hatred.
The Life and Death Arena was in the middle of the martial arts field. At this moment, there were many Qin Clan disciples who were diligently cultivating. When they saw two black shadows flash past, everyone broke out in a cold sweat. They stopped cultivating and looked at the Life and Death Arena.
"Life and Death stage?" Qin Xiangtian coldly snorted a few times. Then, he glared angrily and shouted, "Since you want to die here, this old man will fulfill your wish."
The reason why Qin Tian came to the Life and Death Platform was because he did not want to be criticized. On the Life and Death Platform, life and death are determined by fate. Even if he broke the heavens, no one could do anything to him. To kill Qin Xiangtian, he did not care about these few seconds.
The Qin family had to be reformed.
Reform with blood.
"Old thief Qin, you've always wanted to kill me. Today, I'll give you a chance, but … …" Qin Tian sneered, "Three years ago, you might have had the strength to kill me in one move, but at that time, the patriarch was suppressing you, so you didn't dare to act recklessly. Now that I'm on the life and death stage, even if the patriarch is here, I'll still crush you … …"
"In my eyes, you are already a dead man."
"I wanted to let you live for a few more days, but you shouldn't have thrown Meng Lei off the cliff."
"I was the one who killed Qin Kun back then. He deserved to die."
"I still have an agreement with him …"
"I said, it won't be long before you go down to accompany him. After you die, he won't be lonely anymore. "
Every sentence, every word, every word, was like a muffled thunder. Under the dusky sky, Qin Tian's killing intent soared. The aura he released had already reached the realm of frightening ghosts and gods. The temperature of the martial arts field suddenly dropped, becoming extremely cold.
Along with Qin Tian's words, Qin Xiangtian's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The Qigong condensed into a flame war hammer in his hand clanked loudly. His anger soared to the sky and the muscles on his face twitched crazily. Qin Tian waved the war hammer and shouted, "Matchless Tyrant Hammer!"
In mid-air, the blazing hammer turned into countless illusions, as if half of the sky was burning. The snow on the martial arts field melted, and the spirit refining cultivations were all released. The disciples with lower cultivation covered their heads and ran away like rats. Their hearts could not bear the pressure, and some even fainted.
"Can't bear it anymore?"
"Haha … …"
Qin Tian raised his head and laughed. Under the might of the Virtuous Draconic Force, he released all of his Chaotic Force. The Blood Demon's War Armor appeared and disappeared along with his anger.
"Ao … …"
A dragon roar came from the nine heavens. Qigong surged out ferociously. Following that, a hundred thousand elephants trampled out. Qin Tian's body was filled with explosive power. Facing the illusions of the flaming hammers, he shouted, "Break!"
Qin Tian's body was like ice and his Qigong was like the aura of hell, emitting the aura of death … …
"Rumble … …"
The two auras intertwined and collided, producing a dull explosion.
Qi explosion.
Only those with high Qigong cultivation would be able to produce such a sound, extremely powerful.
The speed of the hammer did not decrease. Qin Tian gripped the machete tightly and his speed increased. The two forces collided … …
"Boom, boom, boom … …"
"Jie jie jie jie … …"
"Lie, lie, lie … …"
It was as if thunder was exploding in the middle of the gray clouds. Cracks kept appearing on the stone slab of the Life and Death Platform, which weighed tens of thousands of Jin.
"A spirit refining realm's Qigong is indeed much stronger than a spirit gathering realm … …" Qin Tian's heart tightened. From the start of the battle, he did not have the slightest bit of carelessness. His opponent was a spirit refining realm Qin Xiangtian, and he was only a rank eight spirit gathering realm cultivator.
The gap between a spirit gathering cultivator and a spirit refining cultivator was very big.
After one move, Qin Tian's blood and Qi churned. The Qigong around his body was forcefully dispersed and the pressure on his heart increased.
However, Qin Xiangtian's eyes revealed a look of disbelief. He had used all his strength in that attack, yet Qin Tian was still able to withstand it. He thought, "What kind of fortuitous encounter did he have? Just a rank eight spirit gathering cultivator, yet he was able to withstand the full power of a spirit refining cultivator. "
"This child cannot be left alive. If I don't kill him today, he will become a great threat in the future."
Thinking of this, Qin Xiangtian endured the pain in his chest and roared, "Hammer of the War God …"
At this moment, Qin Tian sneered, "Spirit refining realm … …"
"Merely so … …"
Roaring in his heart, "Rank 1 berserk!"
"Weng … …"
With a loud sound, a milky white Qi wave was released from Qin Tian's body. The Qi wave rolled out and the momentum of a monstrous wave spread out. The life and death platform could no longer withstand such a strong force. The bluestone under Qin Tian's feet turned into powder and scattered … …
The rank one berserk increased his attributes by four times in an instant.
At this moment, Qin Tian was like a death god that crawled out from hell. The sickle that was used to reap fate flashed with a cold light … …
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