Chapter 759: The Arrogant Emperor Feihong

The defeated Di Feihuang and Di Feiyu did not leave, but boarded the Golden Dragon Ship with Qin Tian.

"Brother Tianqin, do you know who the next level is?"

Di Feihuang said mysteriously.

"It should be your eldest brother Di Feihong, right?" Qin Tian said with a smile.

"That's right. Since you know our eldest brother's name, you should also know his cultivation level. Therefore, I advise you to go back home!" Di Feiyu said as if he was doing his best for you.

"Of course I have to go back, but I have to wait until I pick up Bao'er and go back together!" Qin Tian's tone was decisive and firm.

"hehe!"

Di Feihuang smiled contemptuously: "Brother Tianqin, it's not that I look down on you. My eldest brother is a seventh-level demon emperor. Moreover, he is not an ordinary seventh-level demon emperor, not even an ordinary seventh-level demon emperor in the mid-term. If you fight against his opponent, you are just asking for humiliation and trouble!"

Qin Tian's face was slightly stern: "How can you know if you haven't tried it? Besides, I have promised to marry Bao'er. If I am so frightened that I run back to the Dragon Clan without even seeing her face, I will lose more than just my Dragon Clan." Even Bao'er's face can't show off, so even if the person blocking the way is a demon emperor, I'll keep going!"

When the two heard this, they were both stunned, but then a feeling of admiration rose in their chests.

"Brother Tianqin, my brothers and I admire you just for your momentum. Come on, we brothers will toast you together and wish you success!"

"Okay! Let me borrow some good words from my two brothers!"

Qin Tian raised his glass and touched the wine glasses of the two Rakshasa princes.

An hour later, the golden dragon boat was about to arrive at the Rakshasa tribe's territory.

But in the void in front of him stood a young man of medium height and unremarkable appearance. He had a restrained aura, bright eyes, and was wearing a gray robe.

The next moment, the man slowly opened his mouth and uttered a calm word: "Tian Qin, I, a woman from the Rakshasa tribe, cannot marry outside, so you should go back!"

There was no hint of threat in his words, but there was an unquestionable air and great confidence.

Qin Tian stood up from the deck, stepped out, and responded with a smile: "Tian Qin of the Golden Dragon Clan has met His Highness the Grand Prince of the Rakshasa Clan!"

"Go back!"

Di Feihong said calmly.

Qin Tian shook his head gently: "Today, no one can stop me, I am determined to marry Di Bao'er!"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Di Feihong's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing his evil aura.

"Afraid! But you can't take my life!" Qin Tian said slowly.

"hehe!"

Di Feihong chuckled, but gradually, his smile turned into sarcasm: "Do you think that you can pass my test by defeating my unsatisfactory younger brothers? If you retreat now, it's still too late, otherwise, I will show no mercy, you may lose your life here!"

Both Di Feihuang and Di Feiyu were a little unhappy when they heard Di Feihong demeaning himself like this.

You Di Feihuang said: "Brother, what you say is a bit excessive, isn't it? Although we are not as good as you, we are not bad either!"

"That's right, weren't you born a few years earlier than us? When we reach your age, we can still catch up with you!" Di Feiyu added, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"hehe!"

Di Feihong smiled.

Suddenly, the two brothers were furious, hehe, sister, if I can't beat you, I will beat your mouth into eight pieces.

The next moment, Di Feihong's eyes fell on Qin Tian's face again: "Have you thought about it?"

"Think about it!"

Qin Tian nodded, and then made a petition: "Please, the eldest prince, don't hold back!"

"You don't overestimate your capabilities. If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Feihong raised his hand and punched out.

The black fist force came to Qin Tian's chest in an instant, and there was a roar of ten thousand demons, which was shocking and could hurt the soul.

When Di Feihuang and Di Feiyu saw this, they subconsciously flew back and thought to themselves, this big brother is too cruel. He uses Ten Thousand Demon Fist every time he strikes. He doesn't really want to kill this Tian Qin.

Qin Tian was shocked. If his soul hadn't reached the seventh level of Daluo, the sound of the roar of ten thousand demons would have been enough to make him dizzy, and then he was strangled by the opponent's punch.

He took a deep breath, surged with strength, and punched out.

"Boom!"

Like a giant hammer striking a sky drum, Qin Tian's fists hit the black fist force one after another, but the fist force seemed to have existed forever and was indestructible. Even if he exerted all his strength, he could not stop the fist force. strength.

"brush!"

Qin Tian's body swayed and disappeared.

But that fist force seemed to be locked on him, and it flashed and appeared in front of his chest again.

At this time, Di Feihuang's voice sounded: "Brother Tianqin, my eldest brother's Ten Thousand Demon Fist has the effect of locking the soul from ten thousand miles. If you want to avoid this punch, you have to seal your own soul aura!"

"Thanks for the reminder, brother!"

Qin Tian responded, but did not lock the soul aura. Fuque Divine Sword appeared in his hand, and then he unfolded the Divine Sword Technique and aimed at the black Qi Jin and flew out.

"Puff puff puff!"

The sword light was like a catastrophic light, striking at the fist one after another.

And the strength of the fist was no longer unbreakable, and was actually chipped away bit by bit by the light of the sword.

After thousands of blows, the strength of the fist finally dissipated.

"I didn't expect you to be able to take my punch, which is pretty good!"

Emperor Feihong stood with his hands behind his back, speaking slowly, with a bit of appreciation in his tone, but immediately, he changed the subject: "But that was just one punch, but what if it was ten or a hundred punches, what would you use to resist?"

"Why don't you try to use it? You'll know how I can break your punch!"

Qin Tian said proudly without any fear.

Hearing this, Emperor Feihong's expression changed: "Well, if you want to die, this prince will help you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched again, and suddenly, punches burst out from his fists. In an instant, hundreds of punches that were no weaker than the previous punches appeared around Qin Tian's body.

Qin Tian's face changed, and he directly ordered the five laws of the world of Shenzang to merge, and then drew out a force to merge into the divine sword.

"Heavenly Sword Divine Art, cut it for me!"

The sword light bloomed, like divine light, as fast as lightning, and in an instant, Qin Tian chopped hundreds of swords, each of which was cut on a fist force.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

The sound of cutting continued, and in an instant, hundreds of punches were crushed by Qin Tian's sword.

"This?"

Di Feihuang and Di Feiyu were both stunned.

Even Di Feihong's eyes flashed with shock, and he secretly said: The young patriarch of the Golden Dragon Clan is indeed extraordinary.

"It's rude to come without returning the favor, eldest prince, do you dare to take my sword?"

Qin Tian stared at Di Feihong and said coldly.

"Hahaha!" Di Feihong laughed up to the sky, and a flash of disdain flashed across his mouth: "Why not, draw your sword!"

"Then you be careful!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Tian drew out the fusion law of the five laws into the divine sword, and then poured in his own divine power, then held the sword with both hands and chopped towards Di Feihong.

"Boom!"

A shocking aura burst out from the divine sword, emitting a terrifying power that could destroy the heavens and the earth. Under the cover of this power, the void trembled continuously, as if it would collapse at any time, and Di Feihong also felt a huge crisis. (To be continued)