Peerless Divine Emperor

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 his 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 began to violently violently, and ancient seals were formed in his hands, and he actually summoned There were figures of silver rocs, their sharp wings sweeping through the void. Their palm prints were being destroyed and wiped out, 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 geniuses 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, not inferior to some powerful peak emperor figures. 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. He's no good.

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 catches the slightest 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 Xie Niu, the sacred beast Qilin, and the Black Tortoise... ...A monster beast crashed down like a divine beast coming into the world. Clear sounds continued to be heard. The storm sword seemed to be vulnerable and was directly annihilated in the void.

"boom!"

Xie Niu's giant 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. He casually drew his palm downwards, and a bright ray of sword light burst 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 murderous intention flashed in his eyes, mixed with a bit of disbelief.

He Jiong was actually 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 had 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 calm expression, 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. Calculating the time, two and a half hours have passed since we entered the Fantasy Killing Field. We can wait for another half an hour at most, and he will definitely appear in front of us. He can't escape." Kong Huan said lightly. As far as he knew, the fastest record of the Fantasy Killing Field was two hours, and the slowest was three hours. Another half an hour would be the death of that person.

"Hmph, it's better not to let me catch that person, otherwise I will definitely tear him into pieces!" Xiang Daolong punched the space, and the fist light contained extremely strong rules of force and crushing rules, as if to destroy everything. That space collapsed and shattered directly, turning into countless fragments and scattered.

The crowd was terrified when they saw this scene. Such a domineering power, even some powerful emperors and peak figures, I'm afraid they can't withstand the power of his punch, right?

At this time, many people were waiting outside the Fantasy Killing Field, staring nervously at the door in front of them.

Many people had puzzled expressions on their faces. It was almost an hour, why didn't anyone come out? What happened inside?

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a disheveled figure was thrown out, and then the door closed again, as if nothing had happened.

"Look, someone is coming out!"

This voice immediately attracted the attention of the crowd to the figure that was thrown out. The man got up from the ground, his hair looked a little messy, and his expression was a little frightened, as if he had encountered something extremely miserable inside.

Some people recognized the identity of the man, their expressions were slightly stagnant, and they couldn't help but say in a lost voice: "He is He Jiong, He Jiong of the Silver Peng Clan!"

After this person reminded them, many people had a strange look in their eyes. This person turned out to be He Jiong of the Silver Peng Clan. 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. How could he be eliminated so quickly?

Those who were eliminated before looked at He Jiong with a bit of shock in their eyes. Others didn't know the situation inside, but they knew that He Jiong followed Peng Jing, and now He Jiong was out. Could it be that someone was competing with Peng Jing?

Who was so bold?

He Jiong felt the strange eyes from all around, and heard their discussions. He felt his face burning and felt very ashamed. With his strength, he shouldn't have been eliminated so early. He only blamed himself for chasing someone he shouldn't have chased. Now he felt quite regretful.

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In the illusion killing field, the space was a little strangely silent. Thirty or forty geniuses gathered together, but no sound came out, let alone a fight.

Peng Jing sat quietly in the middle of the crowd, closed his eyes and practiced, looking calm and indifferent. He sat there, exuding an invisible aura, and no one dared to ignore him.

Many people looked at him with awe. This was the demeanor of the genius of the ancient demon clan. This had nothing to do with realm strength, but was an innate temperament. The blood flowing in his bones was engraved with the word "pride", which made people look up to him.

Time passed slowly, and everyone waited quietly. Peng Jing summoned them here, but did not say a word, so they could only continue to wait.

At a certain moment, a strong wave of fluctuations came from the space where Peng Jing and others were.

At the same time, Peng Jing opened his eyes, and an extremely sharp divine light shot out of his eyes, saying: "Finally here!"

As soon as Peng Jing finished speaking, everyone saw a peerless figure in white clothes walking out of the space, with an outstanding temperament and unparalleled elegance. At this moment, countless eyes fell on that person.

When they saw that figure, several figures in a certain direction suddenly froze there, as if their hearts were hit. It was him!

These people were naturally Qiao Cheng and others. They recognized the white-clothed figure at a glance. It was Qin Xuan who was driven out by them.

They had almost forgotten Qin Xuan, thinking that he had been eliminated long ago, but at this moment, he appeared in front of them again, and he was safe and sound.

"How could it be him?" Zu Jun's mind was trembling violently, and he felt that the scene in front of him was a little psychedelic. He was only at the sixth level of Yuanhuang Realm, and should be the lowest level among the three hundred people. He was still alive. How did he do it?

Not only him, Mo Jiang and Zhai Chu were also stunned, and they couldn't say a word at this time.

This is too incredible!

However, the most shocked person at this time was Qiao Cheng. He vaguely realized that he might have missed something. Qin Xuan lived to this day with the cultivation of the sixth level of Yuanhuang Realm. Was it luck or strength?