Chapter 64 Damn! You dare to attack this holy son!
After knowing the identity of the other party, which was Yan Jinghong, Qin Dong's expression changed again and again, almost as if he was desperate for his life, he accelerated like crazy and fell towards the bottom of the cliff.
With his current strength, even if he falls from a high altitude, he can use the rock wall to slow down his fall and save his life.
But once Yan Jinghong catches up, it will be completely different.
The opponent is not only a master of the ninth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, but also the Holy Son of the Emperor's Dao Palace. In terms of strength and strength, he is the best at the same level and can be called a top-notch existence.
But Qin Dong...hasn't even entered the Pulse Condensation Realm, so what can he do to fight against Yan Jinghong?
If it were an ordinary ninth level of Pulse Condensation Realm, Qin Dong might still have the strength to fight, but he is a genius, isn’t Yan Jinghong the same? What’s more, Yan Jinghong has been in the ninth level of Pulse Condensation Realm for a long time, and his cultivation level is
When Zhen reaches the peak, he may only be one step away from entering the Heavenly Soul Realm and truly becoming a strong person.
If Qin Dong dares to take any chances after encountering such a person, he will undoubtedly be a moth flying into the flame and bring about his own destruction.
"Meteor falling!"
In order to fall to the bottom of the cliff faster, Qin Dong suddenly accelerated, turning his whole body into a meteor and falling crazily towards the bottom.
Hoo ho ho!
As the speed increased, the sound of the biting wind was like a knife, plowing through every part of Qin Dong's body.
In less than ten breaths, his body was already very close to the bottom of the cliff.
"Tinyunzong!"
Suddenly, Qin Dong used another move to borrow force, kicking continuously in mid-air. He also released the power of chaos several times, turned into tentacles, and climbed on the cliff to slow down his fall.
Power.
Otherwise, if Qin Dong's whole body really hits the ground like a meteor, wouldn't it turn into a cloud of blood mist?
"Huh?"
Noticing that Qin Dong's speed suddenly increased and then slowed down, Yan Jinghong was slightly surprised and couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise, because to him, this weird movement technique seemed to have no rationality at all.
, it’s like a fantasy.
But the strange thing is that it actually appeared in front of him again.
The next moment, something even more strange happened to Yan Jinghong. After Qin Dong landed, not only did he not receive any counterattack or damage to his body, even his speed was not affected at all. Instead, his body swayed and he rushed into a
It disappeared among the bushes.
"Damn it!"
Yan Jinghong cursed secretly, he didn't expect that the duck he was about to get would actually fly in front of his eyes?
In anger, he simply accelerated again and fell from the top of the cliff. He fell hard and hit the ground heavily with his strong body.
Regrettably, although Yan Jinghong was extremely powerful, he could not fall from the top of the cliff to the bottom of the cliff without a trace of rebound power, so this hit made his blood surge all over his body and his throat felt sweet.
, he almost failed to control his strength, so he was injured.
The speed of the whole person was slowed down as a result, and he did not immediately pursue him into the bushes.
"It's broken. Could it be that falling to the bottom of the cliff is just a trap for this kid? To delay time? Damn it, chase me!!"
Yan Jinghong was shocked and angry. He didn't have time to check his injuries. He took out a handful of pills and forced them into his mouth. He then increased his speed and chased after him.
I originally thought that after delaying for so long, Qin Dong would have fled far away.
"boom!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Yan Jinghong got into the bushes, he noticed a terrifying sound of breaking through the air behind him, and hearing the sound, more than one sword of vitality was fired at him.
"Thousand Layer Sword! Three Thousand Sword Power!"
I saw Qin Dong hiding in the dark, already activating the Thousand Layer Sword to the extreme. After Yan Jinghong entered the attack range, he immediately activated it.
Swish! Swish! Swish!...
In just an instant, the countless swords of vitality turned into a sea of swords, and then they arrived instantly, sweeping towards Yan Jinghong, and each sword was exerted with extremely violent power.
Not only did he want to kill the Holy Son, he also wanted to seriously injure him.
"What? You...you dare to sneak attack on this Holy Son!!"
Yan Jinghong was shocked to death. He was almost stunned by Qin Dong's actions. Although the opponent's sword moves were wonderful, in terms of strength, in his eyes, he was just an ant-like character. How dare he dare to fight with him?
In anger, Yan Jinghong couldn't help but deeply feel that he had been insulted. A long roar burst out from his mouth on the spot, and then his body shook. He actually wanted to use his powerful Yuan Power to force these Yuan Qi away.
The sword was shattered on the spot.
Bang! Bang! Bang!…
have to say.
The strength of Yan Jinghong, who was at the ninth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, was extremely powerful. With just one shock, thousands of swords of vitality collapsed, turned into a sky full of vitality, and disappeared one after another.
However, the most powerful power of the Thousand Layer Sword is far more than these swords of vitality, and each sword has the ability to break Yan Jinghong's defense, so naturally he will not sit still and wait for death.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
The next moment, these swords of vitality shot out one after another, like thousands of arrows. They landed on Yan Jinghong's body one after another, and then exploded one after another!
Yan Jinghong also became a living target, constantly being attacked by the sword of vitality. Even if he gathered countless vitality and defended himself everywhere, he would still be injured on the spot.
After a while, when these swords of vitality were finally consumed, Yan Jinghong's hair was disheveled and his body was covered with bruises. Even his brocade clothes were turned into tattered strips of cloth hanging on his body, looking extremely funny.
, which makes people laugh and cry.
"ah!!!"
Realizing that he had become like this, Yan Jinghong suddenly roared: "Qin Dong, how dare you hurt this holy son, I want you to die!!!"
As a master of the ninth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, although Yan Jinghong was not seriously injured by these swords of vitality and only suffered some superficial injuries, the mental insult and torture was unparalleled.
Because, as the Holy Son and the majestic Seventh Prince, Yan Jinghong was unexpectedly successfully attacked by a junior in the Qi Gathering Realm and was injured on the spot!
He was beaten until his hair was disheveled, and he looked like this!
If this matter spreads out, how can Yan Jinghong survive? It will undoubtedly become a joke among the entire Huangji Daofu, and even the three major colleges.
What's even more disgusting is that after this blow, Yan Jinghong glanced around with angry eyes and discovered that the figure of Qin Dong, that little beast, had long since disappeared and escaped on the spot!
"Chase!"
Fortunately, Yan Jinghong's perception was so strong that even though Qin Dong was running away from him, he quickly captured the general direction and pursued him again like an electric snake.
In order to avoid another successful sneak attack, Yan Jinghong did not forget to gather several strands of vitality to protect his whole body and never give Qin Dong a second chance to allow this little beast to sneak attack.
"Is this the strength of the ninth level of Pulse Condensation Realm? I almost tried my best and used three thousand swords, but I didn't even kill Yan Jinghong?"
In the dense forest, Qin Dong was thinking quickly while running away. Even he did not expect that such a swift blow or a sneak attack could not seriously injure Yan Jinghong.
In fact, this is not Qin Dong’s fault.
If it was an ordinary person at the ninth level of the Earth Pulse Condensation Realm, Qin Dong's attack with all his strength, even if he couldn't kill him on the spot, but seriously injured him... there should be no problem, but he ignored an extremely crucial point.
That is, as the Holy Son and the Seventh Prince of the Holy Empire, Yan Jinghong is not only extremely talented, but also has extremely powerful protective magic weapons on his body, and he has more than one.
What Qin Dong could think of, the elders in the Holy Empire had probably thought of it a long time ago, and specially made a protective armor for Yan Jinghong to prevent being attacked by others and avoid any accidents.
Under this situation, no matter how strong and talented Qin Dong is, he cannot surpass the wisdom of his predecessors with one blow and knock Yan Jinghong off the altar and leave him in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain.
"It doesn't matter. Since we can't defeat him, let's run away."
Suddenly, Qin Dong's thoughts changed. Since he knew that Yan Jinghong could not be killed, he simply activated his body skills and rushed into the depths of Wanyao Mountain.
The depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains are eerie and dangerous, and powerful monsters are everywhere. Even experts like Yan Jinghong would not dare to make a big show of it and attack randomly after entering the deep zone.
In order to find a chance of survival, Qin Dong had no way out and had no choice but to take risks.