Against five great martial arts sects, Qin Cheng actually won with the same move!

Fang Xiaodie let out a cheer, but Fang Jingyao was stunned.

Mr. Su grabbed the armrest, his fingers almost embedded in it.

"You three, come along too."

Qin Cheng still stood where he was and raised his fingers towards the president and others.

The provocation was obvious, and his eyes were extremely mocking, as if he were looking at three ants.

"Brother, we can't continue fighting like this, we have to use the weapon of transformation." The second guild leader squinted his eyes and slowly stretched his hand towards the hilt of the sword.

The president gritted his teeth. Qin Cheng was so strong, which was completely beyond his expectation.

Several other presidents also came closer and looked at the president.

"It's difficult to destroy him without using the weapon of transformation."

"Use the weapon of transformation to kill." The conference leader finally made up his mind.

He raised his hand, and a copper ring appeared in his palm.

The second guild leader drew a long sword, and the third guild leader held a round shield.

Several other guild presidents also took out their own realm transformation tools.

In an instant, waves of terrifying aura poured out. It was as if a prehistoric giant beast was born, letting out a shocking roar that shocked people's hearts.

Everyone sensed the power of these treasures, and many of those with insufficient cultivation turned pale. Just seeing these realm-transformation weapons made their hearts tremble.

One handle, two handles, three handles.

When the eight presidents took out the eight realm-transformation tools, many people almost stopped breathing.

Realm Transformation Weapons, treasures that countless warriors dream of obtaining, the Kyoto Martial Arts Association actually has eight of them.

Terrifying, extremely terrifying strength.

Many warriors suspect that if such a magical weapon touches them even slightly, they will be split in half. Even if Qin Cheng has the body of Jin Xuan, he will never be able to stop it.

They looked at Qinmen with pity in their eyes.

The Qin Clan was established not long ago, so there would be no treasures like this. It seems that the Qin Clan's destruction today will be unavoidable.

Even though he had felt this terrifying aura last night, Qin Cheng was still a little stagnant in his breathing. The weapon of transformation seemed to be standing in front of eight masters of transformation. The pressure was unbearable.

"Qin Cheng. You died under the weapon of transformation today, so you can rest in peace." The president of the conference waved the copper ring, and the air was shaken by turbulent currents.

"Come on." The president of the conference shouted and rushed out first, followed closely by the other seven people.

The eight realm-changing weapons were all aimed at Qin Cheng.

"Qincheng is finished."

"It's so sad that a generation of talented people died under eight artifacts."

"But if you can die with such treasures, you will have no regrets in life."

Everyone was deeply moved, and some couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"You think we don't have the weapon to transform the realm." Xu Beichuan suddenly shouted.

An ancient harp suddenly appeared in front of him. Xu Beichuan plucked the strings, and powerful breaths flew out, blasting towards the eight presidents.

Then there was a sword roar, and a bloody beam of light suddenly appeared in the square. Yin Chun flew out with the bloodthirsty sword in his hand.

Jiang Molian sighed softly, turned her jade wrist, and a jewel floated up. The light was dazzling. Like a star, the air was split wherever the light passed.

The president's expression changed with shock. He didn't expect that there were so many realm-transformation weapons on Qin Cheng's side.

Before he could take a closer look, the flying copper ring made a crisp sound and flew back upside down.

Qin Cheng stood on the spot, with a green long sword in his hand. The sword was bright and sharp.

Astonishingly, it is another tool of transformation.

boom!

The whole audience was shocked again.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Kyoto Martial Arts Association, eight realm-changing weapons have shocked everyone.

And how long has the Qin Sect been established? In less than a year, they were able to produce four realm-transformation weapons. This is simply more shocking than the Kyoto Martial Arts Association.

Seeing this, the eight presidents temporarily stopped attacking and stood together.

"Jiang Molian, are you going to fight with me in the same room?" the president of the conference said with a cold expression.

He could accept the actions of several other people. But Jiang Molian's action made him extremely angry.

Because he is also from the Jiang family.

"President of the General Assembly, you and I have been expelled from the Jiang family, so how can we fight in the same room?" Jiang Molian's expression was still lazy and she reminded lightly.

"Why did the Jiang family's realm-changing weapon appear in your hands?" the conference leader asked.

"You don't need to worry about this." Jiang Molian said coldly.

"Okay, okay." The president of the conference sneered, and the copper ring flew around him, sending out circles of light: "If you persist in your obsession, I will give you a ride. For the sake of the Jiang family, I will leave your body intact."

"I will do the same." Jiang Molian said with a faint smile.

"Do it."

The president of the conference let out a low groan and flew out again.

Yin Chun, Xu Beichuan and others also rushed forward.

Several people fought together, and the weapons of transformation collided and entangled. The momentum was overwhelming.

Among them, Yin Chun faced off against the second guild leader. Both of them used swords and were equally matched.

Jiang Molian held the orb in her hand. She was walking around the field, as if she was spotless. The Eighth Guild Leader and the Sixth Guild Leader were fighting with her.

Xu Beichuan thought to himself that it was terrible, but he didn't expect that he would meet the fifth president, the same person who had enmity with him in the morning.

With a sneer on his face, the fifth president took out a flute and played it. The sound of the flute disturbed people's hearts.

Xu Beichuan quickly played the ancient harp, and the sound of the harp was long and long. The music produced by the two people continued to bombard, bursting out bursts of harsh sounds.

The remaining four people, or should I say three people, all came straight to Qincheng.

The reason why one is missing is because the fourth president did not take action.

Instead, he retreated all the way to the edge of the square. He touched the ring and actually placed five coffins in front of him.

The coffin was extremely dark and densely covered with various talismans and patterns. The fourth president took out a golden writing brush and wrote words in the air, mumbling words in his mouth.

Qin Cheng's pupils shrank. Compared to the conference president or several others, he had an intuition that this person was the most terrifying one.

But before he could think about it carefully, the president of the conference was already approaching.

The copper ring roared out.

Qin Cheng grunted and slashed him away with his sword.

The third president was approaching, and the shield flew out. The edge was extremely sharp. It split the air, and there was an explosion in the void.

Qin Cheng put his foot on the ground and stepped on the center of the shield. Then he used the force to move upward, and the green blood sword burst out with light and slashed towards the conference leader.

Use Zhou Tian Thirteen Slashes again.

But this time the light was dazzling several times. The weapon of transformation has the aura of a powerful person at the level of transformation.

With the blessing, Qin Cheng's slash actually transformed into thirty-nine rays of light.

"Little tricks."

Guild Leader Seven roared, and the weapon of transformation flew out from her hand. Her weapon was the most special. It turned out to be a fishing net.

This object is crystal clear, rising in the wind, and is like a pair of big hands, wrapping towards the sword light.

Thirty-nine rays of sword light crashed down on it, and the great net of light circulated and absorbed all of it.

"Some tricks." Qin Cheng hummed, without panicking, he raised the green blood sword again.

"See how much you can block!"
Chapter completed!