However, Qin Xuan did not hesitate to endure the harm and came here, how could he let He Jiong escape easily?
The Tianlong Halberd stabbed forward, and a sharp dragon roar came out in the void, shaking the air. He Jiong's face changed drastically, and he felt that his eardrums were shaking, as if they were about to be torn apart, and there was a buzzing sound in his mind.
The buzzing sound made even my thinking slow down for a moment.
Qin Xuan raised his hand and slapped it out, and a series of mountain-like palm prints were wrapped up in the sky and blasted forward. The situation changed and the killing was terrifying. The spiritual energy around He Jiong's body violently rioted, and ancient seals were formed in his hands, and he actually summoned
The silhouettes of silver rocs swept through the void with their sharp wings, their palm prints were continuously destroyed, and the silver rocs were also blasted away.
"What a powerful killing power!" He Jiong's heart trembled. Could a person at the sixth level of Yuanhuang release such a powerful magical attack?
Although He Jiong is not good at close combat, he is only weaker than the top talents of the same realm. In fact, he is still much stronger than the ordinary Yuanhuang ninth-level people, but the person in front of him is lower than him. Not only does he have extraordinary
His physical body and even his killing methods are so tyrannical, no less powerful than those of some powerful emperors. Who is he?
At this moment, He Jiong was certain in his heart that this person was definitely not an ordinary talented person, he must have a great background!
Moreover, he is probably on the same level as Peng Jing, otherwise how could he be so strong?
"Go away, I won't chase you anymore." He Jiong said loudly. He didn't want to be entangled with Qin Xuan anymore. Since Qin Xuan wanted to fight against Peng Jing, let Peng Jing fight with him personally and continue to fight against him.
There is nothing good about him.
Hearing He Jiong's words, Qin Xuan felt a little funny. Let him go now?
"It's too late." Qin Xuan said coldly. He clasped his palm forward, and an extremely tyrannical space rule merged into the surrounding space. He Jiong's face turned pale. He wanted to continue to retreat, but found that he could not do it. The space was blocked.
Confined!
Qin Xuan glanced at He Jiong indifferently, and slapped a palm print with his backhand. This time, He Jiong had no choice but to face Qin Xuan's attack. He pushed his hands forward, creating a defensive light curtain in front of him.
The power of the surging storm spread out from around him, turning into countless sharp swords and shooting them out, wiping out everything.
Even when he was forced to have no way out, He Jiong still remained calm enough. The rules of the storm itself are extremely destructive rules. As long as he gets a chance, he can give his opponent a fatal blow.
As long as Qin Xuan cannot break through his defense, he will be trapped by his attack, and within this period of time, he will be able to break through the spatial confinement and leave here.
Everything is within his calculations.
However, what made him somewhat unexpected was that Qin Xuan still had no intention of stopping. He raised and lowered his demon-god-like palms, and powerful figures of demonic beasts descended from the sky, including the Xie Niu, the sacred beast Qilin, and the Xuanwu Divine Turtle...
...A monster beast crashed down like a divine beast coming into the world, crisp sounds continued to be heard, and the storm sword seemed to be vulnerable to a blow, and was directly buried in the void.
"boom!"
Xie Niu's huge hooves trampled He Jiong's chest hard, directly crushing his chest. He Jiong screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, countless bones in his body were broken, and his whole body fell rapidly.
However, Qin Xuan did not stop. He grabbed his hand forward and released a strong suction force, causing He Jiong's body to suddenly freeze in mid-air, as if he was nailed there.
Qin Xuan didn't look at He Jiong anymore, and drew his palm downwards casually, and a bright ray of sword light bloomed out.
The cold sword light penetrated through He Jiong's body and split it into two. He Jiong's body gradually became illusory and disappeared the next moment.
After doing all this, the space around Qin Xuan suddenly fluctuated, and a dazzling divine light enveloped his body, and then disappeared into this space.
Almost at the same moment that He Jiong was killed, Peng Jing's pupils suddenly shrank, and a strong desire to kill flashed through his eyes, mixed with a bit of disbelief.
He Jiong was unexpectedly killed!
This result was beyond his expectation. He even thought that He Jiong might not be able to capture that person, but he never thought that He Jiong would die in that person's hands.
"Crack!" Peng Jing clenched his fists slightly and made a crisp sound, causing several people around him to look at him, wondering, what happened?
Peng Yuxuan knew Peng Jing best. Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she vaguely realized something, and asked tentatively: "Did something happen to He Jiong?"
Peng Jing's face was gloomy and he said: "He Jiong, he was killed."
After saying these words, Peng Yuxuan, Xiang Daolong and others trembled in their hearts, with a look of shock in their eyes.
He Jiong, was killed?
Xiang Daolong, Kong Huan and Ke Ao all looked a little solemn. Although they had not seen He Jiong take action, they thought they should be on par with them, otherwise they would not be taken seriously by Peng Jing. That person could kill He Jiong.
, it seems that the strength must be extremely strong.
The crowd in the distance seemed to have noticed something, and they couldn't help but started talking in low voices. The man Peng Jing sent out to chase has not returned yet. Could something have happened?
"Young Master Peng, let me catch that man!" Xiang Daolong said again, with a sharp look on his face. This was the second time he asked for a fight.
Peng Jing glanced at Xiang Daolong, then looked forward again, regaining his composure, and said calmly: "No, just wait for him here."
Xiang Daolong looked stunned and refused again?
"There is really no need to look for him. Counting the time, it has been two and a half hours since we entered the phantom killing field. If we wait at most half an hour, he will definitely appear in front of us and there will be no way to escape." Kong Huan said calmly.
He said, as far as he knew, the fastest record in the Phantom Killing Field was two hours, and the slowest was three hours. In half an hour, the person would die.
"Hmph, it's best not to let me catch that person, otherwise he will be cut into pieces!" Xiang Daolong punched the space, and the light of the fist contained extremely powerful rules of force and rules of destruction, as if he wanted to destroy
Everything in that space collapsed and shattered, turning into countless fragments and scattered.
Everyone in the crowd was frightened when they saw this scene. Such a domineering power. Even some powerful emperors at the peak of their powers would not be able to withstand the power of his punch, right?
At this time, many people were waiting outside the Phantom Killing Field, all staring nervously at the door in front of them.
Many people have puzzled looks on their faces. It has been almost an hour. Why has no one come out? What happened inside?
At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and an embarrassed figure was thrown out. Then the door closed again, as if nothing had happened.
"Look, someone is coming out!"
When the sound fell, the crowd's attention was immediately drawn to the figure that was thrown away. The man climbed up from the ground, his hair looked a little messy, and his expression was a bit frightened, as if he was in trouble.
Something extremely tragic happened inside.
Some people recognized the man's identity, their expressions were slightly frozen, and they couldn't help but exclaimed: "He is He Jiong, He Jiong from the Yinpeng tribe!"
After being reminded by this person, a strange look flashed in many people's eyes. This person turned out to be He Jiong from the Yinpeng tribe. They had also heard of He Jiong's name. It was said that this person had good talent and was very strong among his peers.
, why were you eliminated so quickly?
Those who had been eliminated before looked at He Jiong with a bit of shock in their eyes. Others did not know what was going on inside, but they knew that He Jiong was following Peng Jing, and at this moment He Jiong actually
Out of the game, could someone be competing with Peng Jing?
Who is it that has such courage?
He Jiong felt the strange looks from around him, and heard the discussions in their mouths. He felt his face was burning, and he felt very ashamed in his heart. With his strength, he should not have been eliminated so early. It was only his fault for chasing him.
I fell in love with someone I shouldn't have chased, and now that I think about it, I feel quite regretful.
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In the phantom killing field, the space was eerily silent. Thirty or forty talented people gathered together, but no sound was heard, let alone a fight.
Peng Jing sat quietly in the middle of the crowd, practicing with his eyes closed, looking calm and calm. As he sat there, he exuded an invisible aura, and no one dared to ignore him.
Many people looked at him with a bit of awe. This must be the style of the genius of the ancient demon clan. This has nothing to do with the realm of strength, but an innate temperament that flows in his bones.
The word pride is engraved in the blood, and people can only look up at it.
Time passed slowly, and everyone was waiting quietly. Pengjing summoned them here, but he didn't say a word, so they could only continue to wait.
At a certain moment, a powerful fluctuation came from the space where Peng Jing and others were.
At the same moment, Peng Jing opened his eyes, and an extremely sharp light shot out from his eyes, saying: "It's finally here!"
As soon as Peng Jing finished speaking, everyone saw a peerless figure dressed in white walking out of the space. He had an outstanding temperament and was unrivaled. At this moment, countless eyes fell on that person.
The moment he saw that figure, there were several figures in a certain direction whose expressions suddenly froze there, as if their hearts had been hit. It was him!
These people were naturally Qiao Cheng and others. They recognized the figure in white at a glance. It was Qin Xuan who was driven out by them.
They had almost forgotten about Qin Xuan, thinking that he had been eliminated long ago, but at this moment, he appeared in front of them again, safe and sound.
"How could it be him?" Zu Jun's mind trembled violently, and he felt that the scene in front of him was a bit psychedelic. He was only at the sixth level of Emperor Yuan, and should be the lowest among the three hundred people. How could he be still alive?
Did it?
Not only him, but Mo Jiang and Zhai Chu also looked stunned, unable to say a word at this time.
This is incredible!
However, the one who was most shocked at this moment was none other than Qiao Cheng. He vaguely realized that he might have missed something. Qin Xuan had survived to the present with the cultivation level of Yuanhuang 6th level. Is it luck or strength?