I rely on krypton gold to be invincible

"Father, please rest assured, fellow elders, I will not risk my life."

"I'll make the deal for this day, I'm sure."

"Besides, even if I really can't win, I still have the cards to get out."

He still has 85 krypton gold points left, and he can summon another temporary bodyguard at the peak of Wuwang.

This is his last hole card and cannot be used easily.

But if the situation is really critical, he will not be stingy with krypton gold points, and he will summon them directly to kill all directions.

"This……"

Qin Zhentian still hesitated.

But at this time, the eight escaped lights had already arrived in the sky above the Qin family, Zhang Tiancheng gave an order, and said solemnly:

"Kill these rebels from the Qin family, and give Qin Yi to me."

As soon as this remark came out, the rest of Wan Jianzong Wu Wang immediately cursed inwardly: Damn it, save the hard bones for us to gnaw on, and choose soft persimmons for ourselves?

But the other party was the true disciple of the Shangzong, and once the decree came down, they didn't dare to disobey, so they could only bite the bullet and rush forward.

"Fight them."

The great elder of the Qin family shouted angrily, turned into a light and soared into the sky.

Qin Zhentian didn't have time to think about it, and together with the rest of the elders, they all rushed into the sky, leaving only one sentence:

"Yi'er, be careful in everything."

In an instant—

The breath surged, the strong wind exploded, and more than a dozen martial arts powerhouses all shot together.

"Rumble..."

The aftermath of the strong wind swept and raged, and in the depths of the Qin family's mansion, the palace buildings collapsed in pieces, the ground rolled up, and the rubble burst.

If a large number of clan members hadn't been transferred in advance, the Qin clan would have suffered heavy casualties just by doing so.

"Qin Yi..."

Zhang Tiancheng slowly descended from the sky, with his hands behind his back, looking down at Qin Yi:

"The outside world says that you are a cripple who is born with no veins and can't practice."

"But I didn't expect that you are actually the pinnacle of a great martial artist. It seems that you are hiding very deeply."

He said so in his mouth, but his face was indifferent, obviously he didn't care: "Catch me without a fight, I can give you a happy death."

"Ah!"

Qin Yi sneered, staring at Zhang Tiancheng in front of him: "Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"

Chapter 22 The Power of the Dragon Fist of the Son of Heaven

"Soft persimmon?"

Zhang Tiancheng raised his eyebrows, and said in a neutral tone: "No, you are wrong."

"In front of me, you are not even worthy of a soft persimmon, you are just an ant."

Qin Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly asked, "I'm curious."

"You are a true disciple of the dignified Tianxuan Sword Sect, with a respectable status, do you want any woman?"

"Why, would you fall in love with someone like Tantai Mingyue, and even send elders to go 10,000+ miles away to support the Tantai family?"

This is a big doubt in his heart.

His intuition told him that there must be some dark secret hidden in it.

If it wasn't for Tantai Mingyue, who possesses some special physique that is suitable for making a cauldron:

Then this piece of Tiancheng must have no conspiracy.

As for whether it is possible, Zhang Tiancheng simply fell in love with Tantai Mingyue at first sight, with deep affection, life and death, and so on...

Give me a break……

This kind of words can only be used to deceive children. We are all adults and very busy.

Zhang Tiancheng was startled, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing traces of murderous intent.

He didn't expect that Qin Yi was so keen, and he vaguely guessed something, which made him very afraid.

"Your words are too much."

The voice just fell...

Zhang Tiancheng flicked his fingers, and a pale silver sword energy suddenly popped out from between his fingers.

Then, the sword energy flickered indistinctly, splitting into two.

Then two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, sixteen into 32...

In just one breath, that light silver sword energy changed into 120 eight paths, like a rain of swords.

The secret biography of Tianxuan Sword Sect——Xiao Yan travels around with sword energy.

120 The eight sword qi, like swimming fish, went straight to Qin Yi's body's vital points and various acupoints.

Once penetrated, they would immediately transform into chains of sword energy, connecting with each other, binding him tightly, making him unable to move, and his life fell into Zhang Tiancheng's hands.

With this move alone, let alone a peak martial artist, an ordinary martial king would be subdued immediately.

Zhang Tiancheng thought to himself that this casual blow would be enough to take Qin Yi down and establish the victory of the decisive battle above the Nine Heavens.

After all, he never regarded Qin Yi as his evenly matched opponent.

"Well done..."

Qin Yi was fearless.

In the body, the Xiaoyao Zhenqi swelled and turned into golden Tianlong Zhenqi, and then punched out.

"Boom!"

The Tianlong Zhenqi exploded, turning into a golden dragon shadow, the Kunlun of the Thousand Machines creaked, and the chaos concentrated its fists and palms with great force.

The Son of Heaven's Dragon Fist - The Son of Heaven sweeps all directions.

The emperor goes out to fight, accompanied by ghosts and gods, and any ghosts and monsters will be punished first.

This fist, like thunder rolling from the sky, sweeps away the world, upright and unrivaled.

120 The eight pale silver sword qi were blown up by Qin Yi's punch, turning into silver lights and scattered in all directions.

"what?!"

Zhang Tiancheng was taken aback and his face changed in horror.

However, with such a surprise, he had already lost his chance.

"Get out of here."

With a long roar, Qin Yi changed his punch, took a step forward, and punched again.

On the palm of the hand, Qianji Kunlun radiated brilliance, and the mighty golden true energy converged into a phantom of a golden real dragon more than ten feet long.

Emperor Dragon Fist——Emperor Yulong Court.

In front of the emperor, even if the real dragon wants to bow his head and proclaim himself a minister, who dares to be superior to the nine heavens and ten earths?

"hold head high!"

The real dragon phantom uttered a long cry, and suddenly flew towards the sky. The dragon's head opened and bit Zhang Tiancheng suddenly.

But Zhang Tiancheng, still immersed in shock, was suddenly bitten, his body shield was full of sword energy, and he couldn't break free.

His whole body was dragged down by the phantom of the golden real dragon, and fell to the ground, filled with smoke and dust, in a state of embarrassment.

Between lightning and flint——

Qin Yi took another step, like an earth drum hammer, amidst the muffled and loud noise, his fist had already reached Zhang Tiancheng.

The mighty golden light gathered into boundless mountains and rivers, condensed into five-color altars, and suppressed them.

Dragon Fist of the Son of Heaven——The Son of Heaven entrusts Sheji.

The Son of Heaven, the real dragon, is the master of the world, the one who unites hundreds of millions of people and tens of thousands of miles of land, and upholds the will of heaven and the hearts of the people.

This punch is as heavy as the land of ten thousand people.

You, can you bear the burden of the country?

"Boom!"

The terrifying wind swept across, and the low roar was like thunder rolling in the sky. Qin Yi's fist seemed to be heavier than the earth.

If this punch is carried out, Zhang Tiancheng's head will explode like a watermelon, there is no reason for him to escape.

What body protection sword light, body protection treasures are all useless.

"not good……"

This moment...

Zhang Tiancheng's hair was standing on end, his scalp was numb, the danger warning in his heart exploded, and the shadow of death was close at hand.

he will die...

If he can't block it, if he can't avoid this blow, he will definitely die.

"Ah! Qin Yi!"

He roared wildly in his heart, and the sword energy and essence all over his body suddenly boiled rapidly.

No time to think, no time to be shocked.

At the juncture of life and death, he finally demonstrated the tyrannical strength that belonged to the second true inheritance of the Tianxuan Sword Sect and was invincible at the same level.

"Xuanyang Sword..."

A flying sword emitting a brilliant golden light suddenly appeared behind Zhang Tiancheng.

His sword qi escape light is light silver, but no one except his master knows that his real trump card is this Xuanyang sword.

When time is running out--

Zhang Tiancheng's body and sword merged into one, turning into a golden rainbow sword aura, blasting the air, and flying out.

The speed is so terrifying that behind the golden rainbow sword energy, a long white air wave is pulled out.

The sword light came first, and the voice came later.

Sword Qi and Thunder Sound!

As the number one sword cultivator sect in the Great Jin Dynasty, Zhang Tiancheng, who is second in the true tradition, has comprehended and practiced the secret sword formula of Sword Qi Leiyin.

However, his speed is extremely fast, and Qin Yi's speed is not slow.

After all, free and unfettered qi is a journey in the universe, which can ride the wind and control the electricity.

Even if he dodged in time, the rainbow light of sword energy transformed by Zhang Tiancheng was still hit by the aftermath of this punch, and the sword light was blown away.

While he was still in the air, Zhang Tiancheng spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with some light silver spots.

"What a terrifying power."

He controlled the Xuanyang Sword, stayed in the air, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Qin Yi below:

"I underestimated you."

"Everyone underestimates you."

"You, a mere peak martial artist, are so terrifying that you can easily kill ordinary martial kings."

When he said this, he couldn't help but be terrified.

What's wrong with this world?

First, a man in black robe appeared, with the body of the peak martial king, to fight against the martial emperor, forcing his master to go to the Jiutiangang wind for a decisive battle.