Forge An Eternal Kingdom

"Want the Slaying Immortal Sword in my hand? Then I have to take it with my life."

At this moment, Han Qiming didn't know that Lin Yi was hitting this idea.

He thought he was relying on the might of heaven-rank weapons to counter him, so he felt that he didn't deserve to have such a powerful weapon.

"Trash, heavenly weapons are not something that ants like you can have. I advise you to hand over the weapons in your hands obediently, and you can also say that you can spare your life for the sake of the same family. Otherwise, today next year will be your sacrifice day! "

Lin Yi shot out dozens of palms, covering Han Qiming, and he himself followed behind those palm prints, trying to confuse Han Qiming's sight with his attacks, and then he hid behind and took the opportunity to seize his Slaughter Immortal Sword.

After all, he had seen the power of the Slaughter Immortal Sword just now, and he could easily cut the space. If he was hit by a dying counterattack by Han Qiming, he would definitely be seriously injured.

When it is time to be besieged by other Sect elites, I am afraid that he will also hate on the spot.

Lin Yi's calculation is very good, if his plan is successful, it is really possible to seize Slaughter Immortal Sword.

However, he greatly underestimated Han Qiming's true strength.

One-to-one, Han Qiming is also invincible of the same rank, and even all the cards are on the same rank, and the leapfrog challenge is just waiting.

Yes.

Lin Yi was destined to be disappointed.

I saw Han Qiming face Lin Yi's violent attack, and unhurriedly withdrew the Slaughter Immortal Sword.

In an instant, dozens of swords were cut out.

The sword glow is prosperous, intertwined into a sword net, directly cutting the palm prints on the top of the head into pieces.

The palm print disappeared halfway before it touched Han Qiming.

"Damn it, let me see how many true essences you have to squander! If you don't reach the Martial Spirit, you will forcefully destroy the heavenly weapons. In the end, you will only backlash yourself. My true essence is more than a hundred times that of the same rank Practitioner. Some are Be patient with you!"

Lin Yi said viciously.

And after such a delay, elites from other major sects also rushed in.

"Lin Yi, don't want to swallow the baby alone, just defend it, and dare you to hinder all of us? Give it to me!"

The blood corpse sect walked out of a cold young man in a red robe, wearing a pair of sharp gloves in his hands, and red light appeared.

He tore his hands.

The mighty power of the true essence hit Lin Yi's defensive cover fiercely, and the shocked defensive cover shook for a while, and there was a feeling of collapse.

The cold youth took the lead, and the other elites of the martial arts group would hesitate. They used their strongest Martial Skills, not to bombard the defensive cover with the same cost.

Everyone wanted to break through the defense as soon as possible, grab Han Qiming, and force him to hand over the heavenly weapons in his hand.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The sound of huge explosions and impacts continued to sound.

The defensive cover laid down by Lin Yi soon faltered.

Although he is very strong, he is still not enough to face so many people.

After three or four breaths.

The seemingly strong defensive cover was pierced by everyone's concerted efforts, and the crowd suddenly rushed in and surrounded Han Qiming and Lin Yi.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this situation, Lin Yi yelled angrily, and immediately knew that he wanted to swallow the baby by himself.

Just now, he didn't overpower Han Qiming for the first time, and he had completely lost his first opportunity.

Why didn't he expect Han Qiming's strength to be so strong beforehand, he actually resisted his intensive wave of attacks without being beaten.

"Boy, hand over the heavenly weapons in your hand, otherwise my blood corpse sect will definitely make you worse than death, and tortured to the point where you can’t survive, you’ll have to refine you into a blood corpse puppet. , Just ask if you’re afraid? If you don’t want to become a puppet, just hand it over!"

The cold youth of the blood corpse sect commanded Han Qiming arrogantly and domineeringly.

"What kind of thing is your blood corpse sect, you want to swallow the baby by yourself? You have to ask whether we can answer the body training door!"

From the physical training gate camp, a sturdy man also walked out. He walked and walked to the opposite side of the cold youth and said coldly.

"Yes, our Feiyun Sect is not friendly. In the Feiyun Sect candidate core disciple spirit flying star, the treasured virtuous person lives, and we have a share in this heavenly weapon!" One person also walked out of the Feiyun Sect camp. .

"We Shushan Sword Sect don't need this heavenly weapon, but this kid must give it to us. We are very interested in some of his secrets."

A white-clothed swordsman from the Shushan Sword Sect came out. The whole person was like a divine sword rising into the sky. It was extremely sharp and seemed to cut everything. When others saw him, he would be cut.

"Tsk tusk, you guys are really overbearing, you think I don't exist, you have to allocate my weapons in front of me, who will give you the qualifications?"

Han Qiming was alone, facing the siege of hundreds of people, he still didn't change his face, but said in a cold tone.

"Boy, do you dare to be tough when you die? So many of us are here, and one person can drown you with one spit. What are you, dare to question us? A little martial arts realm waste, give daddy shoes Not worthy. If it were not for the heavenly weapons in our hands, let us be a little bit jealous, or else just like you, daddy can kill a hundred outside!"

The cold youth of the blood corpse sect said arrogantly.

He is also a genius disciple of the Blood Corpse Sect, with a high status, and he also cultivated a powerful Cultivation Technique called the Three Corpse Blood Magic Technique. He is also extremely powerful in True Qi, comparable to the True Qi reserves of ten same rank Practitioners.

Although not as good as Lin Yi, he is also a genius among geniuses.

"Oh? Really, then I want to see how good your so-called genius is."

When Han Qiming heard the words, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth. His figure flashed before disappearing into the same place. Because of the speed, he even left a series of afterimages in the same place.

Blinking his eyes, Han Qiming came behind the cold youth.

Cut out with a sword.

Hurry and be ruthless!

Han Qiming's fascinating blow suddenly changed the face of that cold blood corpse sect young man in vain.

"Skull Palm!"

The skeleton glove in his hand was waving again and again, and the powerful vigor was displayed, defending Han Qiming's sudden sword.

boom!

What surprised the cold youth was that his skeleton palm bombarded Han Qiming's offensive body, but it was directly empty.

It's still a phantom!

"not good!"

The cold youth suddenly reacted, yelled quickly, leaped forward, and dodged to the side in a hurry.

Unfortunately, it is too late.

"Ling Xu broken fingers!"

A calm voice did not know where it came from.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely bright sword finger appeared in vain, and it hit the cold young man's head.

"Do not!"

The cold youth only had time to scream in despair, and could only watch this finger occupy all of his sight.

Bang!

It exploded like the sound of a balloon exploding.

The head of the cold young man exploded like a watermelon, and all the yellow and white brains flowed to the ground.

A headless corpse fell directly to the ground, and the dead could no longer die.

At the same time, Han Qiming's figure appeared beside the cold youth's corpse, his indifferent gaze swept across the audience.

"Next, who else?"

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