Forge An Eternal Kingdom

"What are you? I told you that you are nothing but rubbish. I can't even stop me, a shit-like thing!" Han Qiming mocked.

"Ahhhhh! Asshole, I want you to die!"

Ye Wudao was so angry that he roared with a terrifying face. He rushed towards Han Qiming in an instant, and at the same time, a blood-colored spear appeared in his hand.

"Blood Hell Dragon Spear, kill!"

Ye Wudao held the Blood Prison Dragon Spear and swung it out. The whole person turned into an extreme black light, wanting to penetrate Han Qiming.

Wherever the dragon spear went, there was a fierce purgatory, ghosts and wolves howling, the entire space was turned into blood, shattered!

On the floating mountain, there was a ninth-level earthquake, and the ground moved and the mountain shook, as if it was about to collapse and fall into a bottomless abyss.

This shocking shot shook the audience!

"I don't know what it means!"

Facing this shocking shot, Han Qiming did not retreat, but showed a trace of contempt.

He stretched out his hand to grasp it, the Slaughter Immortal Sword appeared in his hand, cut out with a single sword, and displayed the Nine Swords of Lonely Peak.

The sword breaks the mountains and rivers!

The sharp edge has already shocked the audience. This type of sword attack cuts out, and a dark sword light directly separates the air, slicing the space, just like cutting a piece of white cloth.

The sky was directly split into two evenly, and then the two pieces of broken space could not bear the huge pressure, they were fragmented, one by one fell and disappeared.

The Shocking Sword Light was cast unabated, carrying a huge sword light that pierced through the entire mountain, and slammed into Ye Wudao's Blood Prison Dragon Spear!

quiet!

The two collided, and the first moment was silence!

A dead silence!

No sound came out!

That's because their attack was too terrifying, too exaggerated, and the sound had already been multiplied countless times, so the sound did not come out for a long time.

But only a few seconds passed.

Rumble!

A deafening explosion finally arrived.

The movement caused by the explosion immediately shook the entire top of the Penalty Palace into powder!

Everyone was watching the duel between the two.

Most people think that Han Qiming is definitely not Ye Wudao's opponent, because the difference in strength between the two is too great, it is simply a world of difference.

Han Qiming is just a one-star Martial Spirit, no matter how talented he is, how could he be Ye Wudao's opponent to the eight-star Martial Spirit.

So when the two officially played against each other, everyone believed that Han Qiming would definitely be defeated, and he would even be killed or seriously injured in the first place.

But the result was that everyone was shocked. Ye Wudao's devastating blow not only didn't hurt Han Qiming.

On the contrary, Han Qiming threw the incomparable magic dragon war spear, but even Ye Wudao could not stop it and was injured.

"Oh my God, what kind of freak is Han Qiming? He has overtaken seven little Realm, but Ye Wudao is hard to beat?"

"It's incredible! One-star Martial Spirit can compete against Ye Wudao. Is this still a human?"

"It's too exaggerated. Han Qiming is not as strong as a human being. Is he possessed by a certain power?"

"It's amazing! Even Ye Wudao can be injured. It seems that there is really a good show this time. Who will win the two?"

...

Everyone was amazed, and speculated about the outcome of this battle. Han Qiming, who was not optimistic by everyone, suddenly became unpredictable.

In the void, Han Qiming and Ye Wudao fought countless times in an instant, and between each move, they overflowed like a mighty force, covering the entire Tianhe College.

This Martial Spirit level battle is simply extraordinary. It can destroy the world, smash the mountain, and create an indelible scene.

"Damn it, you are nothing but a rubbish of a one-star Martial Spirit. How could it be possible to have such a powerful force value that you can compare with me?"

After another fight, Ye Wudao was smashed hundreds of meters into the air by Han Qiming.

Ye Wudao's face was pale. With a heavy jealous look on his face, he no longer dared to underestimate Han Qiming, but ascension his status to the same level as himself.

With the Cultivation Base of the one-star Martial Spirit, you can compete against his genuine eight-star Martial Spirit. This kind of strength is not only a genius, but a real evildoer!

When Ye Wudao asked himself against Xiao Li, he had never been so jealous as he is now.

But from Han Qiming, he felt the pressure.

...

At the same time, in the depths of the academy, two bright rays of light suddenly burst in the air, creating a burst of explosions like the sky and the earth.

One figure is an old man wearing a purple robe. This old man has a ruddy complexion and a childlike face. He carries a breath of majesty and enlightenment all over his body.

On the other hand, it is a young, frivolous, domineering, and unruly youth.

The two of them flew out of a hidden space and constantly fought each other in mid-air. Numerous powerful Martial Skills shot out, horizontally and across the sky, with every blow that could shatter the space and then be swallowed.

The young man turned his sword into his hands, and kept clicking on sharp Sword Qi. In a blink of an eye, he shot three or four magical palm techniques. Although he learned mixed, each kind of Martial Skill is powerful and incomparable. He hit the purple-robed old man. Body surface defense flashes constantly.

"Xiao Li, are you preparing to start a full-scale war on behalf of the Holy Spirit Academy and our Tianhe Academy?" The dean of Tianhe Academy, who is Su Ziyan's father, Su Beicheng, stared at Xiao Li with deep and old eyes, and said coldly.

"Old things, you can really laugh, don't our two colleges have been in the same situation? Destroying your Tianhe College has always been the goal of our saints and leaders, and today is your death date!"

Xiao Li sneered.

"The little beast is so courageous that he dared to break into my Tianhe Academy single-handedly. Do you really think that with the strength of the nine-star Martial Spirit, the old man can't help you?!" Subeicheng snorted coldly.

"Needless to say, since I dared to come here alone, I naturally have to rely on and hole cards. I know that your Tianhe Academy must have a hole card that can be used at a critical moment, comparable to the strength of the Martial King realm, but how do you know? , I have no way to deal with it?"

Xiao Li sneered, and then said: "To tell you the truth, this saint son has reached an agreement with Ye Wudao and Long Guangmo of your academy. As long as I kill you, the two of them will divide the academy, change the dynasty, and establish an own confidant team. Now Ye Wudao is killing the Han Qiming you trained, and Long Guangmo is responsible for dealing with those who are too top Elder. Now no one can intervene in the fight between the two of us, you can go to death without worry!"

After that, Xiao Li didn't give Subeicheng any chance to speak, his figure flashed, his full strength exploded, his murderous aura was revealed, and he was extremely hideous.

"The sword moves the universe, the world shakes!"

There was a flying fairy sword in his palm, trembling violently, and an incomparable long moan came out. Between the howls, the light bloomed, and it was like an existence similar to the Sword Qi spirit.

Moreover, between the horizontal and vertical Sword Qi, countless human-shaped Sword Qi flames appeared around him, densely packed, melting gold and iron, where Sword Qi penetrated into the rock deep in Tianhe College, the hard ground, all of them were Turn into lava and flow thousands of miles!

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