Is this crazy? ?
In an instant, everyone looked at each other in shock.
Everyone thought Qin Chong was stupid.
Even if he pretends to be dead, the Eight Wise Kings may not be able to do anything to him.
But being so provocative now is simply seeking death.
As a result, all the saints in the Four Holy Lands couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, unable to guess what kind of medicine was sold in Qin Chong's gourd.
Shen Chiyue pursed her lips and stopped talking.
But the Eight Wise Kings suddenly looked towards the three elders in the direction of Taihuang Holy Land.
After seeing that the third elder was still expressionless as before, the Eighth Sage King looked at Qin Chong and said in a deep voice: "Taihuang Qin Chong, do you really want to challenge?"
"Of course it's true!"
On the first stage, Qin Chong nodded.
If the mouths of these holy places are not blocked today, they will never give up.
"good!"
"In this case, I will allow it. If you are fine, regardless of whether you have violated the rules of the competition before, I will recognize your results as the leader of the competition!"
The Eight Wise Kings nodded.
Although it sounds like he is thinking about Qin Chong, in fact he has obviously compromised with the Holy Land.
No matter how powerful the Holy Son is, how can he be a match for a strong person in the Holy Realm?
If Qin Chong falls, what is the use of the results of this competition?
However, even though everyone in Taihuang Holy Land was ashamed and angry, the Eight Wise Kings had already spoken and it was a foregone conclusion.
In this way, as the voice of the Eight Wise Kings fell, the saints of the four holy places looked at each other. It was their turn to make a choice.
Who will take on the challenge?
In terms of hatred, they all want to kill Qin Chong quickly!
"Today, I will crush you to pieces!"
But obviously, the saint of the Nangong family has now endured it no longer.
She didn't care what Qin Chong had to rely on, she wanted to avenge Nangong Biyue!
Buzz!
Immediately, the void flickered, and the next moment, the saint of the Nangong family had descended on the ring where Qin Chong was.
Although this Nangong family saint has just been promoted to the holy realm not long ago, he is still much better than An Changlun and the like of the An family.
At the moment of arrival, the Nangong family saint unleashed his holy realm pressure and ran towards Qin Chong.
Although it was shameless to attack Wanxiang's descendants with her Holy Realm cultivation, she could no longer control so much when she was so angry.
"Buzz!"
But at this time, the third elder, who had never said any words or movements, suddenly spoke. The auras of the Holy Emperor realm intertwined and turned into a black barrier, covering the arena again.
For a moment, the Four Holy Lands, the Eight Wise Kings and others all looked at the three elders, wondering what he meant.
"No one else is allowed to interfere!"
The third elder spoke and said lightly.
But obviously, she has determined that Qin Chong can still win, to prevent the four holy places from refusing to give up after this war?
"Senior's move makes sense."
"So, I will add another layer of guarantee!"
At this moment, the Eight Wise Kings also smiled, and immediately raised their hands, an ancient bell floated up, rising in the wind, but in just a breath, it turned into a giant of thousands of feet.
The aura of this ancient clock has even reached the level of a magic weapon. It is suspended above the first arena, and thick mysterious light is like a ring waterfall, once again covering the arena.
At this point, the Third Elder and the Eight Wise Kings took action at the same time, ensuring absolute fairness while also blocking out all light and shadow in the arena.
"I will only give you half a cup of tea. Once the time is up, this Holy Land Competition will be completely over. By then, no one will be allowed to take action."
The Eight Wise Kings' voices echoed throughout the venue again.
But obviously, in the eyes of everyone, half a cup of tea was enough to kill Qin Chong.
All everyone can do now is wait.
But what they couldn't see was that in the first arena, Qin Chong faced the Nangong family saint with a ferocious smile on his face.
"Qin Chong, you are on the verge of death, and now you can still laugh!?"
Qin Chong's expression made the Nangong family saint even more frightened and angry.
"The humiliation of our Qin clan's Rongcheng City was all thanks to you. Now that I can avenge my humiliation, how can I not laugh!?"
"This time, no one can save you!"
Qin Chong did not change his ferocious look, and his smile became even more crazy.
"act recklessly!"
"It's just a mere ant that dares to kill Biyue. Today I will let you know what it means to be holy and unworthy of being touched, and the emperor cannot be insulted!"
boom!
The saint from the Nangong family didn't want to waste any more time. He immediately raised his hand, and the endless surge of the saint's aura turned into a sword light hundreds of feet high, floating above Qin Chong's head.
Although no real holy weapons were used, they were also imbued with all the holy aura of the Nangong family saints.
Any descendants of Wanxiang will be killed by this sword!
Buzz!
Immediately, under the panic and pressure, the sword light suddenly exploded.
At this moment, even the first arena under Qin Chong's feet collapsed in an instant.
The arena prepared for the Holy Land Competition cannot withstand the Saint's attacks!
Visible to the naked eye, the rising holy fire energy on Qin Chong's body began to shake and disillusion.
This is definitely the most terrifying aura suppression he has ever endured so far.
"Haha, really?"
"Before Rongcheng, I, Qin Chong, survived your thunderous punishment. At that time, I swore that you would have to pay for this shame with your blood!"
"Fortunately, this day is not too late!"
“It’s time for you to meet Nangong Biyue too!”
Facing the holy sword light that fell from the top of his head, Qin Chong suddenly sneered. The power of flesh and blood in his body was like a raging sea tide, and with the blessing of the aura of the princely realm, it burst out of his body.
The holy fire that was almost extinguished was now like a doomsday torch, boiling and blazing to the extreme.
Within the dragon's chanting sword blade, the dragon soul roared, thunder wandered among the flames, the extremely domineering sword intent rose, and the sword energy began to surge in an instant.
There was also an ancient Brahma form with three heads and eight arms, rising from behind Qin Chong, holding the thunder flame sword tightly in his hand.
At this moment, Qin Chong's aura was no longer as strong as when he faced Chu Qianfan.
"Haha, you do still have a trump card, but it's useless against the Holy Realm!"
"Qin Chong, you can give up struggling!"
But even though Qin Chong's momentum continued to surge, the saint of the Nangong family still disdained him.
The saint's sword that fell in her hand is unshakable!
"struggle!?"
"That should be something you consider!"
But Qin Chong raised his hand, and the extremely rich and extremely poisonous water appeared on his palm. As the poisonous water evaporated, the endless aura of destruction condensed on his fingertips.
And Jie Mie's pointer fell on the sword's edge, and in an instant, the flames and thunder and the dragon soul inside turned into black.
The frightening evil spirit wandered above the sword energy. Although it was not as huge as the holy sword light, the black sword swept across the sky and seemed to be able to kill everything.
Extremely killing!
Buzz!
As Qin Chong unleashed his fusion sword technique, the sharpness of his sword energy chopped everything into pieces.
Even the power of the holy realm is like a mirror, a flower in the water, disappearing in an instant!
"What's this!?"
At this moment, the face of the saint of the Nangong family finally showed unprecedented fear.
Today's Qin Chong looks like a god of death who stepped out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, like an ancient sword master.
The black thunder flame, transformed into sword light, gradually enlarged in his sight and approached!
At this moment, the holy sword shines like a chicken or a dog, vulnerable to a single blow!
Until the Sword of Destruction had struck in front of him, the Nangong family saint used his top-notch ancient royal weapons to try to resist.
But the roar of the dragon soul in the sword caused the royal ancient weapon in her hand to shatter like ordinary iron!
boom!
In this way, in just a breath, the saint of the Nangong family was completely swallowed up by the Sword of Destruction.
The holy light above her head was cut off, and her holy body was destroyed.
The poisonous water eroded and the holy flame burned, causing the soul of Saint Nangong to endure unparalleled pain in an instant.
But until this moment, she couldn't believe that she would be killed by a junior!
This Qin Chong is so terrifying. If he is not eradicated as soon as possible, her Nangong family will one day be destroyed in his hands.
But unfortunately, she no longer had the chance to remind her family.
boom!
It wasn't until Qin Chong's Sword of Destruction penetrated her body and shattered the original magic circle of the arena that everyone in the venue who was anxiously waiting for the result was shocked.
Even though they were isolated by the Holy Emperor's aura and the power of the magic weapon, they could still feel the trembling of the arena.
It seems that the battle is over!?
Everyone looked at each other, everyone in the Taihuang Holy Land clasped their hands and felt nervous. The Four Holy Lands, especially the Yaoguang Warrior, could not hide the smiles on their faces.
If it ends so quickly, Qin Chong must have been killed.
To kill the prince with the Holy Spirit, only one breath is enough.
After the Eight Wise Kings could no longer sense the aura of competition in the arena, they quickly raised their hands and took back the ancient magic bell.
However, just as the aura barrier of the third elder gradually dissipated, the eyes of everyone in the entire venue could not help but freeze for an instant.
Shocked and confused!
Because, in the hazy light and shadow, they unexpectedly saw a figure floating on the arena that had been completely reduced to ruins.
There was still an ancient sword hanging low in his hand, and there was no sign of any fluctuations in his breath.
But the saint of the Nangong family was left with only a streak of flying ashes and the aura of the holy realm that gradually dissipated on the ring.
The saint of the Nangong family is dead! ?
This Qin Chong killed the saint!
