Chapter 1480 Flower of Civilization

Now Qin Tian has cultivated the fifth-level Truth Fist and the fifth-level Truth Illusion Body. Before, he only revealed the second-level Truth Fist when he killed Ye Fan, the King of Eternal Night, which was far from revealing his strongest strength.

Therefore, even if the killing king is far more powerful than Ye Fan, he is still very confident.

The next moment, Qin Tian walked toward the ring where the Killing King was. Originally, other masters would follow him on the stage, but when they saw this scene, they all stopped.

The Holy Son Dongchen was secretly happy and said in his heart: "Qin Tian, ​​Qin Tian, ​​do you really think that after killing Ye Fan, you will be invincible? The Killing King is much more powerful than Ye Fan. If you fight against him, you will definitely die." !”

"Qin Tian, ​​come back quickly!"

Huang Puxue said again that she did not expect that Qin Tianzhen was going to fight the killing king, and she was a little angry at Qin Tian's impulsiveness.

"If he succeeds, he will go wild. He is doomed!"

Some of the leaders of Xihong were shaking their heads secretly. They were very unfavorable to Qin Tian.

As for the masters of the Eastern Mongolian side, most of them had a look of amusement on their faces, thinking that Qin Tian was dazzled by the victory.

Soon, Qin Tian stepped onto the ring and faced off against the Killing King.

"I didn't expect you to dare to come up!"

The Killing King did not take action immediately, but rather acted in a playful manner.

"I'm not the Holy Son of Dongchen, why don't I dare to come up!"

Qin Tian said with a smile. After hearing his words, the Holy Son Dongchen couldn't help but turn pale, and the masters of Xihong couldn't help but laugh.

Isn't it right? Qin Tian took the initiative to invite the Holy Son Dongchen to fight, but the other party didn't dare to say anything.

"Okay, don't talk about those useless things, we still have to see the real deal!"

The Killing King waved his hand. He did not want to continue chatting, so as not to irritate Dongchen Holy Son. The other party was also the son of the Great Emperor. He did not need to worry about the other party's face, but he had to save face for the Great Emperor.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Killing King raised his hand and covered it with his palm.

The opponent's palm did not change in shape, but in his mind and artistic conception, Qin Tian dared to feel that the palm seemed to have turned into a giant curtain covering the sky. Under the cover of the sky, everything became small, and he himself became A tiny ant.

"The second level of the Truth Fist, the artistic conception is reversed!"

Qin Tian shouted softly, with holy radiance bursting out from his whole body. He raised his hand and punched, facing the opponent's palm.

Sure enough, actual combat is the best teacher. After mastering the Truth Fist, Qin Tian cared about the improvement of his strength, but during the fight, he discovered that the artistic conception contained in the Truth Fist was the real trump card, and strength was not that important.

"not good!"

Before Qin Tian's fist completely touched the opponent's palm, his expression changed slightly, because he discovered that the second level of the Truth Fist was not enough to reverse the opponent's artistic conception.

Moreover, he also loses the opportunity to use the third level of Truth Fist unless he uses the Illusion Body of Truth.

But with a change of heart, Qin Tian did not choose to use the illusion of truth.

"Boom!"

Fists and palms meet, artistic conceptions collide, and the fire of civilization bursts out.

Qin Tian let out a muffled groan, flew upside down, and landed on the edge of the ring, with wisps of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Compared to Ye Fan, this killing king is indeed very strong. With a casual strike, the damage caused is at least twice that of Ye Fan's full-strength strike.

"Let me tell you, Qin Tian was arrogant and arrogant. After killing a king, he would not be afraid of the king. Now he will suffer a loss!"

Seeing this scene, a certain ruler from Xihong sneered secretly. In fact, he was not qualified to laugh at Qin Tian, ​​because he himself only dominated the middle stage, and it would be easy for Qin Tian to kill him. All of this was due to jealousy.

"Isn't it? He is too arrogant. Even if he doesn't meet the Killing King, he will still meet another master!"

A master echoed.

"good!"

Dongchen Shengzi cheered in his heart, finally seeing Qin Tian deflated, which made him feel inexplicable pain.

"This guy, you told him not to go up, but he still went up. Do you really think that killing the king is a waste of fame?" Huang Puxue's face was gloomy, and he cursed in his heart, becoming more and more angry at Qin Tian's behavior.

"End it!"

On the ring, murderous intent burst out from the eyes of the Killing King, and he was covered with another palm. This palm contained a stronger artistic conception. It seemed that he had transformed into the sky. If the sky wants to destroy you, you have nowhere to hide.

"The third level of the Truth Fist!"

Qin Tian showed no fear on his face and raised his hand to punch.

The first level of the Truth Fist is to sow the truth, and the second level is to sow the civilization into the fire of civilization, and then receive feedback and become a saint.

Then the third level is that the fire of civilization blooms the flowers of civilization, and thousands of worlds develop and prosper. He, the saint who sows civilization, is worshiped and sacrificed by countless creatures...

"Light the fire of civilization and bloom the flowers of civilization!"

As Qin Tian hummed, countless spiritual flames seemed to appear in the void. These flames quickly gathered and then condensed into a three-color strange flower.

"God, this is the third level of the Truth Fist!"

Seeing Qin Tian's punch, Huang Puxue was shocked to the extreme. She originally thought that Qin Tian's ability to master the second level of Truth Fist would be considered unbelievable, but now, he has actually mastered the third level.

As a direct descendant of the Great Emperor, she has read many secrets of combat skills, but the Truth Fist is definitely the most profound and powerful set of boxing techniques she has ever seen. After studying it for several years, she has not been able to get started. She even doubts whether Qin Tian can master the truth. Quancai sold it to her.

It wasn't until she saw Qin Tian perform the first level of the Truth Fist that she knew that the opponent had already mastered it. At that moment, she felt jealous, but she comforted herself that Qin Tian had been practicing for a long time.

In fact, she didn't know that the Fist of Truth was born from the Sutra of Truth. Qin Tian had been comprehending the Sutra of Truth for many years, so after obtaining the Fist of Truth, Qin Tian easily cultivated the first three levels.

But she had never comprehended the Sutra of Truth, so it would be difficult for her to comprehend the Fist of Truth alone.

Back to the point, the artistic conception of the Flower of Civilization has collided with the artistic conception of "Heaven" of the King of Slaughter.

The artistic conception of Heaven seems to be extremely powerful, but it cannot extinguish the fire of civilization, let alone destroy the flower of civilization.

Suddenly, the flower of civilization bloomed.

At the moment of blooming, the artistic conception of Heaven was infected, and then the King of Slaughter was horrified to find that he could not control the artistic conception of Heaven.

"Go!"

The two artistic conceptions joined forces, wrapped in the palm power of the King of Slaughter and went to kill him.

"Bang!"

The King of Slaughter was knocked away, and he was in the air, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

"How is it possible?"

"Oh my god, he actually defeated the King of Slaughter!"

"I can't believe my eyes!"

At this moment, the whole audience was silent.

In the audience area, the little princess Yaochu's eyes lit up and murmured: "Why do I feel that Qin Tian is a little stronger than Brother Beigong?"

"More than a little stronger!" Lin Jiudao smiled bitterly in his heart: "This is too much stronger, okay!"

Although Beigong Boyu is a genius, he is only comparable to the King of Eternal Night Ye Fan, and even slightly inferior to Ye Fan. Therefore, he and the King of Slaughter are not at the same level at all.

"Ahem!"

On the ring, the King of Slaughter coughed lightly, but a burst of light flashed, and his slightly weak breath returned to the peak. He looked at Qin Tian: "I underestimated you. Next, I will go all out. I hope you can survive!" (To be continued)