Chapter 1433 Demon Soldier Shura, All-Out War

Chapter 1433 All-out war

ended?

Another death?

After the stone forest was silent for a long time, there was a commotion like boiling water. Tens of thousands of people exclaimed and commented, and countless spirit monsters roared. Before this, most of the newcomers still had contempt, but now it has collapsed with Qiu Chenfu's fall. No matter how arrogant and conceited they are, they have to admit that Qiu Chenfu's strength is worthy of praise. It's at the top, approaching the quasi-tiger list level, especially the fighting power of the Sky-Tearing Sword, which is enough to kill blockbusters at the same level.

However, Qin Ming stood at the end again, a golden divine sword tore through the darkness, beheaded the beasts, and oppressed the Sky-Tearing Sword!

What ferocity, what dominance!

Yuchan even took a deep breath, it's scary! This is not the true power of the Tear Heaven Sword, but it is already the limit that Qiu Chenfu can display, and it is the limit that the Holy Martial Eightfold Heaven can release, and it is defeated again! What is the origin of the golden sword in Qin Ming's hand? It can actually compete with the spiritual weapon on the list of Xuanhuang Hundred Soldiers in the Heavenly Court!

Qin Ming threw Qiu Chenfu to Haitang's refining furnace, and pulled out the Tiantian Sword.

The Heaven-Tearing Sword is heavy and cold in the hand, and the misty black air is soaked in evil and killing. The blade is extremely sharp, and it is filled with a terrifying aura, as if it can split the sky and the earth, and cut everything.

Holding the Sky-Tearing Sword in his hand made Qin Ming's wrist hurt slightly. It weighed a million tons, as if it was holding a piece of heaven and earth.

"You've lost, let's admit it! Hand over the Sky-Tearing Sword!" Everyone in Huanlangtian yelled, almost killing them.

"The person on the stage, the contract is self-contained, there is death but no life! If you lose, your life belongs to me, and everything belongs to me." Qin Ming responded indifferently to Huan Langtian, grasped the tearing sword for a while, and threw it at the back Yan Wanming: "It's been a long time of hard work, the Heaven Tear Sword...is yours!"

Clang! The Tiantian Sword was held by Yan Wanming, and there was a sound wave like steel colliding.

"Lingbang, tear the sky!" Yan Wanming aroused a strong evil spirit all over his body, and broke into the sky tearing sword. The sword clattered, and a violent sword power hit the sky in an instant. It was so fierce that the sword body expanded several times, reaching a length of ten meters and a width of half a meter, which was just right for Yan Wanming's body shape.

As expected of a warrior on the Lingbang, he can change the scale unexpectedly.

Yan Wanming's whole body is as majestic and hard as steel, with a terrifying aura, and is ten meters high, majestic and domineering. With a ten-meter-long giant sword, he is also a famous soldier in the world. It is more imposing than holding it in Qiu Chenfu's hand.

"That is the treasure of Huanlangtian, let go of your dirty hands." Everyone in Huanlangtian was furious, they were noble and holy, and they would never allow the treasure of the clan to be desecrated by such monsters.

Qin Ming raised his sword and shook his finger around Langtian: "If you want to tear the sword of heaven, accept the battle of life and death."

"Tired of life!"

"I'm here, isn't it just to die? The head is on the neck, you come to get it?" Qin Ming's voice was cold, but full of domineering.

"Asshole, I warn you at the end, hand over the Heaven Tear Sword."

"What's the matter, you can't afford to lose? The Heaven Tear Sword is on Panlong Mountain, go and get it!" The mortal enemy, the Sky Wing Clan, replied unceremoniously.

Many people and forces stated: "Everything that goes to Panlong Mountain belongs to life and death. When Qin Ming dies, all his things belong to you. When you die, everything belongs to Qin Ming. It is normal and reasonable."

Even Huang Leitian was nodding, accepting this attitude.

It's not that everyone suddenly helped Qin Ming, but that in this way, the Tiantian Sword can be stripped from Huanlangtian in an open and honest manner. Whoever kills Qin Ming in the future will own the Tear Heaven Sword.

The attitudes of all parties made Huan Langtian furious, but he couldn't find a rebuttal, and all the anger of resentment was directed at Qin Ming.

"Huanlangtian, come and get it? Don't you dare!" Qin Ming treated it coldly.

"You brat from the ancient sea, I'm afraid you won't succeed when I'm Huanlangtian." An elder of the eighth heaven of holy martial arts roared angrily and rushed towards Panlong mountain, but when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, he stopped suddenly, his expression slightly stiff, Beans of sweat hung all over his cheeks.

on stage? Life and death battle?

Even Qiu Chenfu couldn't kill him, can I?

His expression struggled, and he secretly hated himself for making such a move, but he has already come here, can he still retreat?

More and more people looked at him, and he could almost feel the mockery and teasing in those eyes.

"Wow!" The man's heart was hardened, and he roared furiously, and he rushed towards Panlong Mountain with fighting spirit. He drew out a giant chopping knife in his hand and swung it violently. Panlong Mountain.

Qin Ming received the Eternal Sword, his wings vibrated violently, and accompanied by a burst of noise, he charged at that person like lightning. A large number of white bones grew out of the right arm, intertwined vertically and horizontally, protecting half of the arm and right hand like an armor. The white light was dim, and the strength increased sharply.

"Great Destruction... Ten thousand people killed!" The old man slashed fiercely while running fast, the buzzing sound of the war knife shook the ground, and endless strong light burst out, flooding the sky and the earth. The light pierced people's eyes and completely concealed him. The trail of the knife, the blade light cuts forward, sharp and swift, with the power to destroy thousands of troops.

Qin Ming came head-on, and he was more sensitive to the life fluctuations he couldn't see.

boom! The two collided in the endless white light. Qin Ming swung his fist violently, and directly bombarded the saber with his bone fist. With a cracking sound, the thick saber shattered in response, turning into countless fragments and flying fiercely. Qin Ming's heavy punch Unhindered, it hit the old man's chest heavily.

The old man vomited blood and flew backwards, unable to hold on to even one move.

Qin Ming spread his wings and galloped, chasing the old man out of the range of the white light, with heavy punches as fast as thunder, and dense bombardment.

The old man endured the serious injury and fought back hastily, but was crushed by Qin Ming and retreated again and again. The heavy punches flooded him like a torrential rain, and each punch carried amazing power. Shoulder, smashed femur.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them straddled hundreds of meters. Qin Ming blasted eighty heavy punches in succession while the audience exclaimed. The last blow pierced his broken chest. The huge impact force directly shattered his chest Heart. The tattered body flew up from the ground, just hit the alchemy furnace in front, and was swallowed whole.

Many people opened their mouths involuntarily, feeling cold all over their bodies. How could killing someone be like slaughtering a dog? You just killed Qiu Chenfu, and then you can easily kill your peers after another fight? This can only be seen in the supreme geniuses on the Tianting Dragon and Tiger List. Could it be that this Qin Ming has the strength of the tiger list? impossible! How could such a shocking talent appear in the barren land, and Qin Ming didn't seem to have any special blood inheritance.

Qin Ming turned around, twisted his neck, shook the blood on his hands, and pointed at the audience.

Everyone looked at Qin Ming with different expressions, but they all looked dignified. Qin Ming's strength was beyond imagination, even the people who had witnessed him beheading Lu Hui and Lu Xingkong took a deep breath, amazed to the point of fear.

It's the fourth day, the tenth battle, and he's still standing! He won again!

Qin Ming looked around the audience, and said indifferently and coldly: "Heavenly Court, is there no one?"

"Arrogance!" Dozens of angry reprimands erupted in the dense stone forest, is there no one in the heaven? Extremely arrogant!

Those casual cultivators from the ancient sea gasped, and there was even an indescribable but extremely violent fanaticism that dared to cheer up the whole body, and their eyes burst into a strong light. No one in heaven? What a sentence, there is no one in heaven! Throughout the millennia and thousands of years, how many people from the ancient sea dare to speak like this!

"Haha, there is no one in Heaven?"

"Start again, the eleventh battle, please!"

"Donghuang, please go to Panlong Mountain!"

A large number of casual practitioners were excited and shouted loudly, changing their previous low-key and quiet. It seemed that Qin Ming was fighting for them, for Gu Hai Sanxiu!

The shouts of a dozen people caused dozens of people to shout, and finally hundreds of people roared: "Donghuang, please go to Panlong Mountain!"