Douluo's dragon fist

Viscount Qian's Mansion, courtyard.

Qian He turned into a three-tailed swallow, flapping his wings like a gust of wind.

"The fourth soul skill Feather Blade Slash!"

When he approached He Qi, his wings turned into huge blades and chopped towards his neck.

"The third soul skill Titan Punch!!"

He Qi shouted loudly, and his entire right fist suddenly multiplied in size, and it struck towards the blade-like wings.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and sparks even appeared when the two phases collided, followed by a sound like metal breaking, and then a scream.

Qian He's blade-like wings were broken, which meant that his arm was also broken.

Looking at He Qi again, his right arm turned into an extremely thick arm. The diameter of his fist exceeded one meter, which seemed extremely uncoordinated with his body.

This was his third soul skill. It had the fist power of a -year-old Titan ape, coupled with the power of the golden holy dragon. This blow was definitely not something that the three-tailed swallow's blade wings could withstand.

They thought they could restrain He Qi by relying on their great advantages in speed and flight, and then give him a fatal blow at a critical moment, but they still thought it was too simple.

Breaking the steel wings with a single punch was not at all expected by the Qian family.

"asshole!"

Qian Zhuang yelled and cursed, but he didn't even care about his daughter Qian Yulu, and suddenly flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

"Don't want to run!"

He Qi yelled, the huge Titan's heavy fist disappeared, a golden holy dragon bloomed from his right palm, the first soul ring accelerated, and he punched the sky.

"Quadruple Realm King Fist Zhenlong Fist!"

The shock wave surged towards the sky at a high speed, and quickly bombarded Qian Zhuang's body.

Immediately, Qian Zhuang felt as if a huge boulder was crushed all over his body, and his wings couldn't use his strength at all, so he fell from the sky.

At this time, most of Qianzhuang's subordinates were beaten to death or injured by He Qi.It seemed that he was going to escape from here and come back to seek revenge when he had the chance.

A viscount family with a dignified fifty-ninth-level soul king actually forced a six-year-old soul king to this point.

Qian Yulu's beautiful eyes widened, as if she never thought that her father would be reduced to what he is today.

Qianzhuang has become angry from embarrassment.

He flapped his iron wings again, and flew close to the ground.

At the same time, his fifth black soul ring was circulating extremely fast, indicating fluctuations in soul power.

"Fifth Soul Skill Eagle Mouth Gale Cluster!"

Then, Qian Zhuang's sharp arrow-like beak pecked at random, forming countless arrows made of condensed air in the void.

The next moment, these arrows flew towards He Qi like a violent storm.

This is Qianzhuang's strongest blow.

Generally speaking, soul masters below the soul sect can't withstand such an attack at all, and will be tied into a hedgehog in an instant.

But He Qi just took it lightly.

The third purple soul ring increased several times.

He Qi's right arm suddenly became bigger than himself.

"Quadruple Realm King Fist Titan Punch!!"

The huge fist burst out like thunder.

The arrows formed by the condensation of soul power and air are sharp and pointed, even much harder than steel.

But when these arrows hit the Titan's fist, they just made a 'clinking' sound.

It's like drizzle rain hitting the ten thousand-year reef.

Not only that.

This fist not only scattered all the arrows coming from Qianzhuang, but also struck away with the momentum of thunder.

Qianzhuang shouted with a somewhat desperate voice, but was drowned in this punch.

The overwhelming power of the punch immediately knocked him back to his original shape.

Qian Zhuang's martial soul and soul ring disappeared, and now he was lying on the ground, vomiting several mouthfuls of blood.

It seems that this blow did not hurt him lightly.

He has never suffered such a big loss.

If it wasn't for his level being much higher than that of He Qi, he might be a dead body now.

He Qi pushed forward step by step.

Qian Zhuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, showing fear.

Qian Yulu was too frightened to move.

At this time, the Qian family had no soul masters who could fight again.

They never thought that a thirty-level soul master could almost destroy them all.

"Wait... wait, Brother He Qi, please spare my life. I will try my best to satisfy any request you have!"

Qian Zhuang lying on the ground was afraid that He Qi would give him another fatal blow, so he immediately begged.

From childhood to adulthood, in Qian Yulu's heart, Qianzhuang is absolutely superior and cannot be offended, and her father seems to be synonymous with authority.

But she never thought that her father would be in such a mess like today.

But He Qi looked down at the bank on the ground indifferently: "With the current you, what can you give me?"

Upon hearing this, Qianzhuang immediately stretched out his right index finger: "This...this thing I have on my hand is priceless, take it."

He Qi took a look, he was wearing a ring finger on his index finger, and there was a blue gemstone inlaid on it.

This thing is not ordinary at first glance.

He Qi asked: "What is this, a sapphire ring?"

Qian Zhuang immediately explained: "This is not an ordinary sapphire wrench, this is a soul tool that can store fifty cubic objects."

"Oh?"

When Qian Zhuang said this, He Qi's eyes lit up slightly.

In fact, He Qi doesn't have much concept of money. He thinks that as long as there is power in this world, then money, power and so on are all illusory things. So when he first saw it and thought it was just sapphire, he thought it was just a sapphire. Not particularly tempted.

But the soul guide is different.

It can pack objects that are not easy to carry into this space, and I really don't know how convenient it is.

"Bring it."

When He Qi heard the words, he was not polite.

Qian Zhuang threw it over and He Qi caught it in his hand.

The fifty-cubic soul guide was more than twice the size of the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlit Night that the master gave Tang San. And with such a small size, it is indeed a treasure.

"Is this okay?"

He Qi played with the sapphire finger: "Do you want to exchange your life just for this?"

Qian Zhuang thought for a while and said, "Also, my daughter, as long as you are willing to let me go, take her away and let her be your cow or horse!"

"Daddy, you!!"

Qian Yulu couldn't believe that Qian Zhuang would say such a thing.

He Qi's eyes were still indifferent: "Do you want to trade your daughter's life for yours?"

Qianzhuang: "You...look how beautiful she is. You will never suffer a loss if I follow you. You have to know that many young men from rich families came to me to propose marriage, but I didn't even promise them the rain and dew."

"Ha! Even if tiger poison doesn't eat its seeds, you actually sacrificed your own daughter for your own survival. A scum like you doesn't deserve to live in this world!"

He Qi said, jumping up into the air little by little...