The royal city square was in a mess. The golden armored guards were either dead or injured.
The bluestone platform in the middle of the square turned into dust. Only the bluestone pillars were left. However, as long as they leave, the pillars would disappear.
A powerful force flowed, making the square feel oppressive.
The commoners who were fleeing could only crawl on the ground, gasping for breath. It was as if they were at the bottom of the sea, unable to breathe due to the pressure.
Yang Lin, Qin Zhantian and Qin Kuang circulated their Qigong and attacked Qin Tian again.
Three spirit refining realm cultivators working together to kill a rank nine spirit gathering realm Qin Tian. This was unimaginable. How strong was Qin Tian? Was he able to resist the combined strength of the three? Even Yang Hong was shocked. This was beyond his imagination. This child's future was limitless. He could even become the strongest in Tianyuan continent.
Since there was enmity, he had to be killed.
He could not leave behind a scourge for the Yang clan and Sky Border dynasty.
"Kill!"
Yang Hong suddenly waved his arm, Yang Lin immediately attacked. At the same time, the three assassins attacked at the same time, attacking Yang Lin with all their strength …
"Scram … …"
Yang Lin, who had completely erupted, swept his spear and his aura changed. Before the three assassins could even get close, they were forced back by the aura released by the spear. They were shocked. Could it be that Yang Lin had not revealed his true strength?
Frowning, the three assassins used their strength at the same time. They condensed their Qigong into weapons and slashed towards Yang Lin's head.
"Overestimating yourself."
"Die!"
The muscles at the corners of Yang Lin's eyes twitched rapidly, and his killing intent surged. With a wave of his hand, a gigantic pagoda suddenly appeared. The gigantic pagoda was shrouded in baleful aura, and evil spirits cried out in alarm, causing the heavens and the earth to shake.
An offensive immortal tool, extremely powerful. It was created by an ancient almighty expert using hell's baleful aura and ghost flames.
Qin Tian was startled. He did not expect that other than the Horsetail Fairy Dust, Yang Lin would also have a powerful offensive immortal tool, the Soul Suppressing Pagoda. Looking at the gloomy and baleful aura on the pagoda, his heart trembled, "An immortal tool is indeed powerful … …"
Greed appeared in his eyes, "Killing you should be able to get one or two good things right?"
"Qin Tian, immediately surrender. Defying the might of the heavens, you will suffer." Qin Zhantian snorted coldly as his Qigong faintly appeared.
"Heavenly might? Where is the might of heaven? " Staring at Qin Zhantian, he scolded, "As the patriarch of the Qin clan, you gave away the foundation of the Qin clan. As the patriarch, you are narrow-minded, allowing the elders to do whatever they want, allowing Qin Xiangtian to do whatever he wants. As the patriarch, you are unjust, willing to compromise to protect your position. The Qin clan is ashamed to have a patriarch like you."
A string of curses incited Qin Zhantian's anger. No matter how wrong he was, it was not Qin Tian's turn to reprimand him. His eyes were bloodshot and the Giant God behind him expanded fiercely. It was truly frightening.
"I don't care about what you did to the Qin clan, but you shouldn't have allowed Qin Xiangtian to throw Meng Lei off the cliff. As the patriarch of the clan, your words are bullsh * t. People like you deserve to die!" Qin Tian roared angrily and reprimanded again.
"Qin Tian, you are a traitor of the Qin clan. What qualifications do you have to reprimand the patriarch?" Qin Kuang roared in anger. He pointed his long blade at Qin Tian.
Qin Tian circulated his Qigong and the long purple flame on the bone blade swept out. In an instant, the imposing aura was shattered into pieces, unable to withstand a single blow.
Qin Kuang had just stepped into the spirit refining realm and had yet to cultivate deeply. Thus, his aura was much weaker than Qin Zhantian's. This was the reason why Qin Tian was able to easily destroy his aura with his rank one berserk.
After scolding Qin Zhantian, Qin Tian's gaze changed. He stared coldly at Qin Kuang and said, "In the Autumn Hunting event, life and death are determined by fate. Your son Qin Yang was killed by me, he deserved to die. As an elder and the son of the previous patriarch, you knew the rules but still wanted to kill me. If not for my luck, I'm afraid I would have been killed by you in the gathering."
"Both of you shall die today."
"Qin Tian, you are too savage … …"
"Return my son's life."
Qin Zhantian and Qin Kuang were angered to the extreme. The two of them joined hands and a hurricane formed in the royal city's plaza. The Giant God behind Qin Zhantian held his crescent blade and drew the power of heaven and earth.
Qin Kuang brandished his steel blade again. Tens of thousands of blade shadows stacked on top of each other. The Eight Barbaric Blades were unleashed by him and slashed downwards!
"Go to hell for Laozi … …"
"Mao Mao!"
"Battle form!"
"Rumble … …"
The square of the Royal City suddenly shook. A devastating power suddenly descended. The rank six Blood Eyed Lion descended from the sky. Its huge body was like a huge Vajra Buddha. Its dark red eyes were like two bloody holes, looking extremely sinister. Its body released a powerful demonic aura that immediately shattered the tens of thousands of blade shadows that Qin Kuang had created in the air.
"Peng … …"
Mao Mao landed on the ground and grabbed with both of his claws. The visible power stripes in the air seemed to have materialized. He grabbed onto the claws and swung them with all his might. A huge wind blade that was several hundred feet long swept out with the force of a thousand catties …
At the same time, Qin Tian roared towards the sky. The Azure Dragon coiled around his body and the Blood Demon's War Armor emitted a dazzling blood-red light once again. With the strength of a giant elephant in his hands, he leapt into the air and slashed downwards at the Giant God behind Qin Zhantian!
"Boom, boom, boom … …"
Qin Kuang was forced into a corner by Mao Mao's wind blade. Without any hesitation, Mao Mao clenched his claws and smashed downwards like a heavenly hammer. Qin Kuang was caught off guard and the power of the rank six monster smashed into his chest, causing it to split open. White bones could be seen and blood flowed out … …
On the other hand, Qin Zhantian's face was red and his sweat was like soybeans, rolling down. His eyes were red as he stared at Qin Tian who was still increasing his strength. His anger had reached the extreme. The curved blade in his hand suddenly swung out, turning into a huge wheel in the air, directly attacking Qin Tian's back … …
"Explode!"
"Lie, lie, lie … …"
In the air, Qin Tian's eyes were like torches. The corner of his mouth rose into a cold smile. On his hands, purple flame aura surged out. His Qigong value decreased rapidly. The core in his body revolved quickly to replenish his Qigong value.
In his Dantian, his Qigong was constantly replenished. The Virtuous Draconic Force became purer and purer. His Qigong was beyond imagination, causing Qin Zhantian to be unable to breathe.
The word 'explode' was shouted. Qin Tian once again used his inexhaustible Qigong to increase his strength. He forcefully pressed Qin Zhantian's upper body into the bluestone. How overbearing was his strength?
Facing the sharp wheel, Qin Tian suddenly shot out. With a sway in the air, the two bone blades struck against it. "Zheng … …"
The wheel broke into pieces and the Qigong dissipated!
Qin Tian did not even blink. Once again, he ruthlessly slashed at the struggling Qin Zhantian.
"Die!"
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