"Qin Tian, he's not dead … …"
"Why, why, why would he appear here?"
"Patriarch, what should we do now? If he came to save someone and offended the third prince, then … then … then our Qin clan is finished … … "Qin Kuang stared at Qin Tian in a daze. His face was filled with anxiety as he stared at Qin Tian. An indescribable anger rose in his chest, and he could not wait to rush up and skin him alive.
Qin Zhantian's expression changed and a faint killing intent was emitted from his body. Qin Tian's appearance had shocked him, but in an instant, he had already made a decision. Kill. For his future, Qin Tian must die!
Qin Zhantian bowed towards Yang Hong, indicating for him to fight.
Yang Hong was very calm. From time to time, a faint smile could be seen on his face. Other than ordering others not to go near the stage, he did not send anyone to capture the assassin on the stage. It was as if he had everything under control. Seeing Qin Zhantian requesting to fight, Yang Hong smiled faintly and nodded.
Not far behind him, Yang Han stared at Qin Tian. His eyes were like fire, revealing a strong killing intent … …
In an instant, Qin Zhantian and Qin Kuang's Qigong surged and they rushed up the stage. Their hatred towards Qin Tian grew. Messing up the third prince's wedding, if Yang Hong were to vent his anger on them, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thinking about Yang Hong's cruel methods in Qinghe city, Qin Zhantian's pupils dilated. Anger rose in his heart and a scimitar condensed from Qigong appeared in his hand. Behind him, a gigantic scimitar war god appeared. He wanted to kill Qin Tian in one move.
Once Qin Tian dies, he would no longer be involved, and his future would be limitless.
"Die … …"
Qin Kuang roared. The two white hairs on his temples shot up to the sky. His long blade transformed into thousands of blade shadows. The blade shadows continued to stack on top of each other, forming a huge steel blade. The blade Qi was rampant and filled with killing intent. It was incomparably fierce.
At the same time, Yang Lin's spear drew the power of heaven and earth, striking out … …
"Rank one berserk!"
"Explode!"
In an instant, Qin Tian did not even think about it. The anger in his chest overflowed to the heavens. Immediately, the gray sky above the stage was filled with the roar of a dragon. Two hundred thousand elephants roared, causing the heaven and earth to tremble. A huge force gushed out.
Power, great power.
Qin Tian's hands were empty, the force rushing out of his body was like a substance, clenching tightly.
His eyes flashed with a faint red light, and the Blood Demon's Battle Armor on his body revealed a sinister blood-red color.
At this moment, as if possessed by an ancient ferocious god, a monstrous baleful aura swept over like a huge wave …
"Buzz …"
Under the berserk divine ability, the milky white light shot out from Qin Tian's body, causing his attributes to increase by four times.
Quadruple strength, quadruple Qigong, quadruple speed, quadruple HP, quadruple Law of Aura, quadruple Virtuous Draconic Might …
His aura underwent an earth-shattering change, stunning everyone in the square. Those who were running away stopped and stared at Qin Tian in a daze. Their Adam's apple rolled and a milky white aura swept out like a huge wave. When it shone on their bodies, there was actually a faint warmth … …
In that instant, Yang Lin was shocked. His eyes were filled with disbelief, and his heart was filled with loathing. "Divine ability! Divine ability … How … How is this possible? He's not even twenty yet, how could he possibly comprehend a supreme divine ability? "
"Impossible."
Divine abilities are existences that surpass abilities. Without tens or hundreds of years of cultivation, one would not be able to comprehend it. Some extremely strong cultivators could not comprehend a divine ability even after cultivating for their entire life. Qin Tian was only eighteen years old, yet he was able to comprehend such a powerful divine ability. The high and mighty Yang Lin felt as if his reverse scale had been picked.
With a roar in his heart, the Qigong on the steel spear surged. His eyes were like fire as he struck out with all his might.
Yang Lin, rank three spirit refining, a talented disciple of Nantian immortal sect.
Qin Zhantian, rank two spirit refining, Qin clan's patriarch.
Qin Kuang, rank one spirit refining, Qin clan's elder.
Three spirit refining cultivators ganged up on Qin Tian. The killing intent and pressure they emitted could shake an ordinary person to death. Qin Tian activated the Heavenly Dragon Form Scripture and used the Law of Aura to resist the aura of the three. Inside his Dantian, the azure dragon force and the divine elephant's might interweaved together. Primal chaos force seemed to flow out from another time and space.
The current Qin Tian's strength was at its peak.
Facing three spirit refining cultivators, he was not afraid and his eyes were filled with determination.
In the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint, Qin Tian raised his head and roared, "Explode … …"
"Rumble … …"
"Rumble … …"
"Rumble … …"
Three loud sounds resounded in the sky, causing the entire royal city to tremble. On the square, people fainted continuously. The strong aura spread out, and those who came in contact with it turned into dust. With a gentle breeze, the dust dissipated.
The entire arena was built with a giant boulder. At this moment, cracks began to appear everywhere, emitting unbearable "creaking, creaking" sounds.
"Hualala … …"
The stage was unable to withstand it and collapsed.
Yang Hong stood up and his expression changed. A faint black flame aura rose from his fists … …
"Hu, hu, hu … …"
Qin Tian breathed heavily. The blood in his chest churned and the stench of blood assailed his nose. Gritting his teeth, he swallowed the blood that was about to come out of his mouth. The red light on the Blood Demon's War Armor dimmed and it let out a groan, as if it was extremely uncomfortable.
"You are very strong, but today, you will die." Yang Lin's face was pale and a chill ran down his spine. That attack just now almost caused him to fly backwards. If not for the spirit armor, he would have been seriously injured. Such a strong enemy, he had always been decisive.
He cannot be allowed to become stronger. For a rank nine spirit gathering cultivator to have such a strong Qigong, and to have comprehended a divine ability, this is not something a human can do. If he is allowed to grow for a period of time and step into the spirit refining realm, he would not be his opponent.
Yang Lin's eyes twitched. The Deity Juzun that was dissipated reappeared behind him, emitting a dense killing intent … …
"How is this possible? For him to grow so fast, what ability did he cultivate? " Qin Zhantian's face was extremely pale. He swallowed Dans in a frenzy to suppress the pain in his chest. He could not believe that Qin Tian was actually this strong. A rank nine spirit gathering cultivator was actually able to withstand the joint attack of three spirit refining cultivators.
Strong, unimaginable speed of growth, this child must not be allowed to live.
Killing intent rose!
"Qin Tian, return my son's life … …"
Qin Kuang's anger was monstrous. He waved his blade and slashed out thousands of blade shadows … …
Another joint attack from the three?!
Qin Tian sneered without any fear. However, he raised his head and looked at Yang Hong. Yang Hong's strength was beyond his imagination, to the point that his aura seemed to be one with the heaven and earth. "Hu … …"
Qin Tian let out a long breath and looked at the tearful Yun Man, "Close your eyes, it will be fine … …"
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