Chapter 1018 The Young Master Is Dead

"King of Blood Hands, what the hell is going on?"

Ding Qianqiu's face was stunned, and he frowned and said angrily.

At this moment, he was completely stunned.

Wasn't the Blood Hand King sent to Wu Zun area to protect Shen Mengchen? How did he appear here, and he was still chasing this kid?

Hearing Ding Qianqiu's anger, the blood-hand king's face suddenly showed a trace of fear, and then he slammed and knelt in front of Ding Qianqiu, crying bitterly: "Old Ancestor, this subordinate failed to complete the entrustment of the ancestor, Master he..."

"Shen Mengchen what happened to him?"

Ding Qianqiu's face changed, and he hurriedly said angrily, his face was full of nervousness and anxiety.

"Old Ancestor, Young Master Shen Mengchen, he was killed by this kid." The Bloody Hand King trembled, only to feel a terrifying killing intent pressing down on him, and even raised his head in horror, and said in fear.

"what?"

Ding Qianqiu's body swayed, his eyes were black, and he was a little unstable.

"Ancestor?"

The rest of the Dagan Dynasty Wu Wangs on the field were shocked and looked at Ding Qianqiu nervously. They did not expect that Shen Mengchen's death would bring such a big blow to the ancestors.

Even a seventh-order third-level Martial King was a little unstable, which shows how big the impact on Ding Qianqiu's heart was.

Even the Martial Kings of other forces have some doubts, but it is just the death of a genius disciple, even if Shen Mengchen is one of the top ten rookies in the Land of Hundred Dynasties and the most outstanding genius in the Dagan Dynasty.

But no matter what, it's just a genius, it won't make Ding Qianqiu's angry body unstable, right?

"Mengchen!"

Ding Qianqiu wailed and let out an angry wolf-like roar.

How did they know that on the surface, Shen Mengchen was just a genius of the Dagan Dynasty, but in fact, he was the illegitimate son of Ding Qianqiu.

However, as the ancestor of Dagan, this Shen Mengchen was born in secret with the empress of the current emperor of the Dagan Dynasty.

Otherwise, why would he specially arrange for the Bloody Hand King to protect Shen Mengchen?

After all, other high-level dynasties are not as worried about genius as he is.

But now, Shen Mengchen is actually dead?

"Snapped!"

A slap was slapped on the face of the Bloody Hand King, and the Bloody Hand King was instantly swept away, his teeth splashed, blood flew all over, and then fell heavily to the ground, his face swelled rapidly.

"Waste, a waste, you can't do this little thing well, why don't you die?"

Ding Qianqiu's killing intent was boiling, like a real killing intent, falling on the Blood Hand King, his eyes were full of disgust.

"King of Bloody Hand, the ancestor told you to do something, but you can't do it, what do you eat?"

"You waste, the young master is dead, why are you not dead yet?"

"Like this kind of waste, living is a waste."

The Wu Kings of the other Dagan Dynasty looked at the Blood Hand King indifferently, and scolded them with disgust.

And Ding Qianqiu's eyes also fell on Qin Chen's body, and the killing intent erupted all over his body, which shocked the rest of the martial kings on the field, and they retreated one after another, with a horrified expression on their faces.

It was the first time that they felt such a lingering killing intent from Ding Qianqiu.

"Stinky boy, dare to kill Shen Mengchen, this seat will not smash your body into thousands of pieces today, and you will be the grandfather!" Ding Qianqiu roared hysterically.

"Ancestor, please give this subordinate another chance, the subordinate will definitely capture this son to the ancestor, and ask the ancestor to give the subordinate another chance."

The Bloody Hand King was covered in blood and climbed to Ding Qianqiu's side.

"Give you a chance?"

Ding Qianqiu grabbed the bloody hand king by the neck and picked him up, his eyes were full of coldness, "Shen Mengchen is dead, you still let me give you a chance?"

"Ancestor..."

The Bloody Hand King said in horror: "This subordinate will definitely live up to the expectations of the ancestors this time. As long as he captures this son, the subordinate is willing to kill himself immediately and go down to accompany the young master."

The Blood Hand King gritted his teeth, his eyes determined.

Ding Qianqiu's eyes flashed, but he did not expect that the Bloody Hand King dared to make such a determination, and said coldly: "Okay, since this is the case, I will give you another chance to capture this son, and then kill yourself!"

Ding Qianqiu threw the Bloody Hand King on the ground like throwing garbage.

"Cough cough!" The Blood Hand King clutched his neck, coughed twice in pain, then stood up staggeringly and said, "This subordinate will definitely live up to the expectations of the ancestors."

boom!

When the words fell, a terrifying real energy aura suddenly erupted from his body, and the real energy actually burned directly. At the same time, the Blood Hand King opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was burning, and the momentum of the whole person rose again.

Everyone looked at the King of Blood Hands in shock. This man deserves to be known as the butcher of the Great Gan Dynasty. As soon as he comes up, he burns True Yuan and blood essence. This is the rhythm of direct desperate efforts.

However, after seeing the blood-hand king pushing the combat power to the extreme, he did not do it, but turned around, knelt down on one knee to Ding Qianqiu, and cupped his hands: "Ancestor, subordinate, go..."

"You go." Ding Qianqiu didn't look at him at all, his tone was as cold as a thousand years of ice.

"Yes."

The Bloody Hand King said respectfully, and before everyone could react, the whole person suddenly burst into flames, banging, and slapped Ding Qianqiu with a palm.

"King of Blood Hand, what are you doing?"

"Bold."

"presumptuous."

The crowd was shocked and shouted in anger.

And Ding Qianqiu obviously didn't expect the Blood Hand King to dare to attack himself, but after all, he is a seventh-order third-level martial king. His strength is strong and his reaction is sharp, far exceeding that of ordinary martial artists. In an instant, a terrifying shield of True Essence filled him, protecting himself inside.

boom!

The Bloody Hand King tried his best to attack the True Yuan shield, but the entire shield shook violently, but it failed to break open.

Ding Ding Deng!

Ding Qianqiu stepped back three steps, his face was pale, although the shield was not broken, but the blood in the body was surging, and it was extremely uncomfortable, and suddenly roared: "King of the Blood Hand, you are courting death!"

In the roar, a palm slapped the head of the Blood Hand King fiercely.

"I'm looking for death? My blood-handed king, solves problems for the Dagan Dynasty, and kills countless enemies. Is this how you treat me, old ghost?"

The Bloody Hand King sneered, and at the moment when Chao Ding Qianqiu shot, he quickly retreated, but Ding Qianqiu's reaction was so fast, the terrifying palm, instantly came to the Bloody Hand King, and grabbed it hard.

Ding Qianqiu was full of murderous intent, apparently to slap the Bloody Hand King to death.

"Hey, it's the emperor's turn to take action!"

Seeing that Ding Qianqiu's palm was about to hit the Bloody Hand King, abruptly, a playful voice sounded in the void, sigh, a black afterimage had appeared in front of Ding Qianqiu at some point, black claws shot like lightning. Xiang Ding Qianqiu.

What?

Ding Qianqiu was shocked, and everyone else on the field was stunned. What is this black shadow? Even when they came to their side, they couldn't feel it until the other party was exposed?