"What's the rush?"

Qin Yang replied, and then flashed out, and afterimages appeared, like clones, surrounding Han Jindao.

"Oh? Are you moving extremely fast?"

Han Jindao looked slightly sarcastic, and immediately hit one of Qin Yang directly.

Qin Yang flew out, and all his clones disappeared.

His extremely fast movement was directly cracked, and speed seemed to have lost its meaning when faced with a Martial King-level powerhouse.

“It’s so boring!”

Han Jindao said coldly: "I should have tortured you slowly, but you really made me feel unhappy."

"So I plan to suppress you and kill you instantly with one move, and then destroy your martial arts."

Han Jindao's body suddenly flashed and he opened the distance between him and Qin Yang.

Qin Yang raised his head and stared at him, only to see Han Jindao shout loudly, clasping his hands together, and the energy in his body burst out instantly.

A brilliant golden light condensed behind him, which was a substance that looked like golden mist.

These golden mist slowly condensed and turned into a huge blade under the urging of Han Jin Dao.

Inner strength takes shape!

Han Jin Dao is a powerful King of Martial Arts. Although his inner energy is endless, it is extremely difficult to use it up.

Ever since Qin Yang entered Dzogchen, he rarely had any anxiety about lack of internal energy.

So let alone a strong man like Han Jindao.

A powerful sword power emerged. Han Jin Dao did not hold a weapon, but he was still able to gather the power of the sword.

And the power is very terrifying!

Han Jindao's expression was extremely indifferent, and then he shouted softly, "Go!" as if he was following his words.

Buzz!

The blade behind Han Jindao, which was condensed with surging strength, turned into a golden stream of light and slashed down towards Qin Yang.

In the long dark night, a golden light fell from the sky.

The Blood Fury Sinking Sand in Qin Yang's hand probably activated the instinct to protect the Lord, and in an instant there were bursts of blood energy.

This blood energy formed a huge protective shield to protect Qin Yang.

Qin Yang's true energy and Vajra Kung were activated at the same time.

He also used all his defensive methods.

Bang!

The golden light struck the blood-colored light shield hard, and there was only a click. After holding on for three seconds, the light shield shattered.

After the light shield shattered, Qin Yang was overwhelmed by the endless terrifying sword power.

Qin Yang's body fell from the sky uncontrollably, and finally smashed into the earth.

In the huge sinkhole, Qin Yang lay covered in blood in the center.

With one blow, he was defeated by King Wu who did not use any weapons!

Han Jindao stood in the sky and looked at Qin Yang condescendingly: "Do you feel it? This is the gap between heavenly beings and King Wu."

"Only King Wu can deal with the powerful King Wu!"

"Heavens also want to defy heaven and kill the king? You are so whimsical!"

Han Jindao's tone was full of contempt.

In the large pit, streaks of green light clung to Qin Yang.

I saw that Qin Yang's injuries continued to heal, recovering at an inhuman speed.

Han Jindao frowned: "I forgot, you seem to have a very powerful healing ability!"

Whoosh!

Han Jindao disappeared, and in another flash, Qin Yang was approaching.

He punched Qin Yang in the throat, obviously intending to end Qin Yang's life with a follow-up blow.

Just when his fist was about to shatter Qin Yang's neck, a faint light flashed in Qin Yang's pupils.

A whistling sound was heard, and Qin Yang appeared dozens of meters away.

Han Jindao raised his eyebrows and said, "Taoist's ability to shrink to an inch is indeed an annoying spell!"

"However, there are many ways to crack it by shrinking the ground into an inch!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure moved!
Chapter completed!