Dan Emperor Sword Emperor

Chapter 1422 Sect Mission 47

At the same time, Qin Yu turned around and slapped out a palm, a terrifying force surged, and slapped Fan Wangshu's chest fiercely, slapping him back fiercely.

"Pfft!"

Following a clear sound, Fan Wangshu opened his mouth and spat out a blood mist.

The disciples of the Heavenly Fate Sect who were watching on the side, looked at Fan Wangshu's appearance, and they all showed a look of horror.

"How is it possible, how can Qin Yu's strength be so strong?"

"Yeah, Qin Yu, this guy is simply too defiant."...

The eyes of many Tianyun Sect disciples almost fell out.

They did not expect that Fan Wangshu would lose to Qin Yu in just a short time.

This made it a little difficult for them to accept. After all, they could see that Qin Yu's strength was stronger than Fan Wangshu's.

But it's just a bit stronger, it doesn't mean Qin Yu can win.

"Brother Fan, how are you? Are you okay?"

A group of Tianyun Sect disciples quickly ran to Fan Wangshu's side and asked with concern.

"No! Get out of the way! I haven't lost yet!"

Fan Wangshu reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a firm light flashing in his eyes.

He was unwilling to admit defeat like this.

Although he admires Qin Yu's strength.

But he was even more reluctant to accept that he would be defeated by Qin Yu.

"Fan Wangshu, you don't have to struggle anymore. The few punches you made just now don't pose any threat to me at all. So, you should get out of the ring obediently!"

Qin Yu looked at Fan Wangshu and said with a sneer.

"Really? Then try it out. Is it your strength or mine!"

Hearing Qin Yu's words, Fan Wangshu's eyes flashed with coldness, and he shouted coldly, then stepped on the ground with both feet, and quickly charged towards Qin Yu.

"boom!"

"boom!"

One after another, the sound of breaking the air sounded, Fan Wangshu's fist kept bombarding Qin Yu, like raindrops, falling on Qin Yu's body densely, each punch was more ferocious than each punch.

Facing Fan Wangshu's attack, Qin Yu's eyelids didn't even blink.

It was as if he hadn't been hurt at all.

"Um?"

Sensing this scene, the surrounding Heavenly Fate Sect disciples, the shock in their eyes became even more intense.

Fan Wangshu's attack power was beyond doubt. Even if their strength was higher than Fan Wangshu's, they would not dare to resist Fan Wangshu's stormy attack.

But now, Fan Wangshu has no resistance at all in the face of Qin Yu's stormy attack.

Moreover, they saw a playful smile on Qin Yu's face, and they didn't seem to regard Fan Wangshu as an opponent at all.

For a moment, everyone around was dumbfounded.

"How...how is this possible? Brother Fan actually lost?"

"How can Qin Yu be so strong? Could it be that his strength has far surpassed Fan Wangshu's?"

"My God, how much strength is this kid hiding, how can he be so powerful?"

For a time, the faces of all Tianyun Sect disciples were full of amazement.

In the eyes of many disciples, Qin Yu's strength must be far greater than Fan Wangshu's. Therefore, Fan Wangshu is not Qin Yu's opponent at all.

Moreover, in their opinion, Fan Wangshu has already displayed the strongest power, but he is still not Qin Yu's opponent.

This feeling makes them very depressed.

"How could this be! How could this be?"

Looking at everything in front of him, Fan Wangshu was stunned for a while, he was unwilling to believe the facts in front of him anyway.

"Your fist is really weak!"

Looking at Fan Wangshu who was in disbelief and horror, Qin Yu grinned and said in a flat tone: "Do you only have this strength? If you have no other means, then admit defeat!"

Hearing this, Fan Wangshu took a deep breath, calmed down slowly, and then said solemnly: "Qin Yu, I admit that you are stronger than me, but it is not so easy for you to win me."

"yes?"

Looking at Fan Wangshu, Qin Yu said indifferently, "If you don't want to give up, then fight again!"

"Gun Demon Martial Soul, come out!"

While speaking, Fan Wangshu let out a low voice.

As soon as the voice fell, a huge black shadow flew out of his body and slammed into Qin Yu fiercely.

"boom!"

A loud bang came.

The shadow hit Qin Yu's body.

"boom!"

Qin Yu's figure slid back a few steps before he stabilized.

Qin Yu's figure stood still, as if nothing happened.

On the contrary, it was Fan Wangshu, who could not help but take a few steps back.

However, the shadow fell back in front of Fan Wangshu and condensed into a long spear as pitch-black as ink. The tip of the spear pointed at Qin Yu's head, exuding a chilling aura.

This black long spear is the gun demon martial spirit.

As soon as this long spear appeared, the entire battlefield suddenly became silent.

Many Tianyun Sect disciples held their breaths, their eyes fixed on Qin Yu, for fear of missing any detail.

"Qin Yu, the battle has just begun! Do you think you can defeat me like this? Although your strength is very strong, it is far from my level!"

Fan Wangshu said with a sneer, his face full of pride.

His voice just fell.

"call out!"

I saw that black spear turned into a streamer and stabbed in front of Qin Yu instantly.

"Hmph, this is just an appetizer. Next, let me see how powerful you are!"

While speaking, Qin Yu's face suddenly became serious.

"Shhhhhhhh!"

On Qin Yu's body, one after another five-element sword qi burst out, instantly converging into a sword gang outside his body.

Immediately after, the Five Elements Sword Qi, all condensed together, forming a giant Five Elements Divine Sword with a length of ten feet.

"kill!"

Qin Yu roared angrily, waved the Five Elements Divine Sword in his hand, and slashed at the spear demon spirit, completely shrouding the spear demon spirit in an instant.

"Boom!"

The Five Elements Divine Sword slashed fiercely on the body of the Gun Demon Martial Soul, splitting the defensive power of the Gun Demon Martial Soul, and slashed fiercely on the body of the Gun Demon Martial Soul, making a heavy muffled sound.

With the sound of a muffled sound, the body of the gun demon Wuhun was directly chopped in half and fell to the ground from mid-air.

"What? My Gun Demon Martial Soul was defeated like this?"

Fan Wangshu's pupils shrank violently as he looked at the spear demon martial spirit killed by Qin Yu in midair.

Although the Spear Demon Martial Spirit was his stunt, he never thought that he would be defeated so easily.

In his heart, a kind of fear and despair suddenly rose.

A strong sense of crisis emerged from Fan Wangshu's heart.

"Fan Wangshu, you lost!"

Qin Yu looked at Fan Wangshu and said coldly.

"I……"

Hearing Qin Yu's words, Fan Wang opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

However, before his words came out, Qin Yu interrupted him coldly again, saying:

"I don't like nonsense, now, do you admit defeat?"

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