The Immortal King In The City Chapter 1403: Linghe on the River

"Do you want to continue?" Qin Ming retracted the rusty iron sword, and the evil spirits all over the sky disappeared.

The sky is clear again, but the horrible scene just now remains in everyone's hearts, lingering.

Chen Jiuyang's unwilling gaze met Qin Ming's, and his face suddenly became quite hideous and crazy.

Let him admit that he was defeated? Acknowledge that you are not as strong as someone you look down on? This is totally impossible for him!

"Don't be too happy, you will not end well today!"

Chen Jiuyang cursed fiercely, he was defeated, but the other masters hadn't exerted their power yet.

Once these masters have all shot, then even the first-rate sects will feel pressure, let alone a small Changshengzong?

Qin Ming was not angry when he heard his unwilling curse, but instead laughed, "You should take care of yourself first!"

Qin Ming raised his hand and opened his palm to him, the spiritual power flowing between his fingers like golden liquid.

He squeezed his five fingers firmly against the void, as if to pinch something off, ripples appeared in the space in front of him.

Beyond a hundred zhang, Chen Jiuyang suddenly felt an extreme danger, but before he could escape, he was lifted up by an invisible force.

"Ahem!"

Chen Jiuyang encouraged the spiritual power in his body to break free, but the power outside his body was so great that he felt very weak.

"Crack!"

Qin Ming used force again, and Chen Jiuyang heard the sound of scalp numbing bones breaking, which obviously crushed his bones.

"Ah!!!"

This kind of intense pain made Chen Jiuyang cry out miserably like a pig, and trembled all over. It seemed that he had reached the limit.

Listening to this miserable cry, everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks, feeling a chill in their hearts.

Throwing down the half-worn Chen Jiuyang, Qin Ming made a single-handed move, and the fierce sword behind him was unscathed uncontrollably, and fell into Qin Ming's hands after a trace in the air.

This sword is full of spirituality and fierce. In Qin Ming's hands, he still wants to break free.

But under Qin Ming's strong suppression, no matter how hard it struggles, it won't help.

"It's a lesson to let you half use it, and then take your sword. Next time you meet my disciple of the Changshengzong, keep your dog's eyes open. You can roll as far as you can."

Qin Ming's voice seemed to come from nine heavens, which was unusually thick and full of majesty.

Chen Jiuyang coughed up blood and fainted when he fell down.

Everyone was speechless, Qin Ming was too strong, and it was just a matter of letting the family be half abandoned. He also accepted that fierce sword, which was indeed extremely arrogant.

But no one dared to say half a word, because Chen Jiuyang was also to blame for this fate.

And the people on the Linghe River and Mu Honglang all look ugly.

They came over with great fanfare, with great momentum and self-confidence. They felt that it was just a matter of getting a Qin Ming away.

As a result, after two rounds, Longyu Daogu and Chen Jiuyang both lost one after another, and the defeat was extremely ugly, which made them really dull.

Qin Ming's strength has exceeded their expectations, making it difficult for them to end.

The rest of the people looked at each other. With the lessons learned from Longyu Daogu and Chen Jiuyang, if they still stepped forward to provoke, they would be fools.

Even the people who had been clamoring the loudest just now were silent.

Everyone in the Longevity Sect was so excited that they cheered and shouted, proud and confident, and worthy of being the Lord of the Longevity Sect!

There is a great contrast between the excitement here and the silence on the other side.

Just as Lin Ning and the others were so excited as they entered and exited, a vigorous breath fell.

The appearance of this powerful breath caused everyone to look over.

The robes of the people on the Linghe River are windless and automatic, and they are full of powerful spiritual fluctuations. This is a force far beyond Chen Jiuyang and the others!

The golden core period peak!

The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations spread from his body to all directions, he is like a rolling mountain, even if it is just standing in the void, it is enough to cause endless pressure.

"Do you still have to do it after all?!"

Everyone looked at the people on the Spirit River high above, and their hearts shook violently.

As the Sect Master of Yanyue Sect, the strength and majesty of the person on Linghe can be imagined. It is very surprising that he will be there in person today.

But it's normal. After all, the elder of Yanyuezong Mutian was imprisoned in the Changshengzong, which is equivalent to stepping on Yanyuezong severely.

How could he assume that nothing happened? !

"When you were young, did you know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people?"

The person on the Linghe has a solemn face, and there are several powerful spiritual powers lingering around his body, spinning like an angry dragon.

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes, and his expression became quite serious.

Sure enough, this old guy is also a strong man at the peak of the Golden Core period, many times stronger than Chen Jiuyang and the others.

Faced with this level of power, he will still feel a lot of pressure!

Because of that kind of gap, it is not so easy to make up. Unless they break through to the ninth level~IndoMTL.com~ or encounter such a strong person, it is best to shun it.

But if this situation makes him subdued, it's impossible!

"Let's talk about it, why do you have to take action against me?" Qin Ming's mouth had a sarcasm smile, and he wanted to hear what these people would say.

The person on Linghe looked calm, but seeing Qin Ming not taking him seriously like this, there was still anger in his heart.

"Your selfish old man will not talk about your selfish crimes for the time being, but you have imprisoned my Yanyuezong Master Mutian, don't you plan to let him go?"

The person on the Spirit River spoke lightly, but when he spoke to the back, there was a glimmer of light in his old eyes, and his aura erupted like a mountain torrent.

The endless surging weather rushed to Qin Ming frantically, as if he was going to crush him directly on the spot! ! !

Perceiving that terrible pressure was coming, Qin Ming laughed disdainfully, golden flames surged on his body, and the blazing high temperature filled the surroundings, instantly dissolving the pressure.

If you do it directly, he really won't get any benefits, but just want to suppress him from the breath?

Too much underestimation, right?

"Let it go? What do you want? He violated the rules of my Changshengzong, how can he just let it go? Where is my Qin Ming's face?!"

Qin Ming said with a loud sneer, these people really have many ghosts.

"Stubbornly stubborn."

I knew that Qin Ming would give such an answer for a long time, and the people on Linghe didn't get angry. He just shook his head, seemingly disappointed with Qin Ming's response.

"Do you really think that you can contend against a small half of the realm of cultivation by yourself?"

The man on the Linghe spoke lightly, and the spiritual power in his body was surging crazily. He was full of energy, dazzling, and even more dazzling than the sun.

A more terrifying force slowly emerged from him...