Man at the top of the food chain

In the sky, a silver passenger plane was slowly descending and flying towards the location of Tianjing Airport.

In the huge cabin, only Bai Xinghe was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed. He looked like he was half asleep, but every breath seemed to drive the air flow in the cabin.

On the knees of Bai Xinghe's legs, there was a long silver-white sword. The sword body was streamlined as a whole, and the surface was extremely smooth, like a mirror, and it could even clearly reflect the surrounding objects.

The blade was cut by Emma's spatial power, and it was even sharper. Ordinary people would feel like being pricked by a needle just by looking at it.

This sword was designed by Li Anping, finalized by Emma, ​​and finally modified by Bai Xinghe. Bai Xinghe named it Chuanshi. As the name suggests, Bai Xinghe believed that this sword was famous enough to be passed down to the world and used as a national treasure.

Although Bai Xinghe will use the remaining adamantium alloy to make another Ten-fist Sword, he thinks that the Legend has cost him too much effort, and he is afraid that he will never be able to make a Ten-fist Sword that surpasses the Legend.

And he came from Xindongyang to attend the coronation ceremony this time, just to hand over the Legend to Li Anping at the ceremony.

At this moment, the whole plane suddenly shook violently, Bai Xinghe opened his eyes suddenly, and two one-foot-long blue lights burst out from his eyes.

The stewardess in front of the cabin shouted: "Sir, don't be nervous, nothing is wrong, it's just air turbulence."

But Bai Xinghe ignored her and stood up directly. Then he tied the Legend behind him, and then he stretched out his hand. The original Ten-fist Sword on the side had been sucked into his hand.

The stewardess saw Bai Xinghe standing up and hurriedly dissuaded him: "Sir, please sit down immediately, we are landing, it's very dangerous."

Bai Xinghe did not speak, but held the Ten-fist Sword in his hand and looked at the top of the plane. I only heard a constant squeaking sound coming from all around, and I don't know when it started. Countless blood-colored bats slowly wrapped up the entire plane and were constantly gnawing at the entire plane.

A terrible explosion sounded from the engines on both sides of the plane, and the entire plane had already fallen from the sky with thick smoke.

Then I saw a flash of knife light, and a big hole had been cut on the top of the plane. Bai Xinghe's body jumped and had already left the plane and came to the air.

"Hahahaha."

"Are you Bai Xinghe?"

I saw countless blood-colored bats directly break away from the surface of the plane and fly around Bai Xinghe. At the same time, a man's voice kept coming from the bat group.

As Bai Xinghe fell, the ten-fist sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, and the violent sword energy was like a white dragon, directly tearing the air hundreds of meters around him, and the destructive power like thunder directly smashed a large area of ​​blood bats into pieces.

It was the Great Thunder Sound Sword Technique.

A furious cry came from the blood bats: "Asshole! I'm going to kill you!"

All the blood bats were burning. With bursts of blood-colored flames on their bodies, they rushed towards Bai Xinghe in midair in groups.

"Hmph." Seeing the blood flames all over the sky, Bai Xinghe snorted coldly, and the Ten Fist Sword shook lightly, slowly reaching the center of the blood flames. With this sword pointing out. A cold breath seemed to fall from the sky and rolled in all directions.

Bai Xinghe pointed out the Ice Soul Xuanming Sword. The temperature dropped at a terrifying speed, and snowflakes began to float in most of the sky. The terrible coldness swallowed the blood bats with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The bats that rushed over with burning blood flames were covered with a layer of frost on their bodies, and then their movements became slower and slower, and even the blood flames on their bodies gradually extinguished. In just two or three seconds, they were frozen into a pile of ice chips and fell to the ground.

Seeing the cold air spreading over a larger area, the remaining bats quickly retreated, and the panicked voice of the Blood Demon rang out: "Samael, what are you waiting for? My blood energy is about to run out."

It turned out that all of the Blood Demon's moves required blood as the material, but he had been resurrected for a short time. Even if he killed and injured thousands of civilians on the way to the airport, the blood he gathered was still far from enough to be consumed in the battle of the Level 5 strongmen.

And along with the Blood Demon's cry, a disdainful sneer came from the air.

I saw a black shadow flashing more than a dozen times in a row, appearing behind Bai Xinghe, and stabbed the dagger in his hand towards Bai Xinghe.

'Teleport? 'This thought flashed through Bai Xinghe's mind, and the Ice Soul Xuanming Sword continued to move, still sweeping towards the Blood Demon with today's cold air, and his left hand brought up a series of sparks, turning into the Fire God's Advice Palm and blasting it behind him.

The Blood Demon let out a miserable cry, and had already collected all the blood bats and flew towards the ground.

Samael can teleport ten times in a second, making him one of the toughest opponents among the level 5 ability users. The dagger in his hand flew up and down, and he kept flashing around Bai Xinghe and attacking him.

Although Bai Xinghe was proficient in all the secret martial arts from ancient times to the present, and his combat experience and physical fitness far exceeded Samael, he was unable to defeat Samael who teleported continuously.

After a series of rapid clashes between daggers, long swords, and palms, Bai Xinghe simply used the Ice Soul Mysterious Sword again, infusing the space around him with infinite cold air, making it difficult for Samael to get close to him for a while.

Samael sneered and was no longer in a hurry to attack. Instead, he flashed several times and fell to the ground.

It turned out that the three of them had been fighting for a long time and were falling all the way. At this time, they were less than a hundred meters away from the ground.

Seeing that Bai Xinghe was about to fall to the ground and turn into a pool of meat, a whirlwind suddenly blew under his feet, slowing down his falling speed and landing diagonally towards a forest below the ground.

He performed the secret martial arts he created with Li Anping, the Qigong technique.

But as soon as Bai Xinghe landed, a fist as big as a sand bowl hit his chest.

The violent power poured out with this fist, and the hurricane blew on Bai Xinghe's face, even making him feel suffocated.

With a bang, Bai Xinghe hit the fist with a big dragon palm at the same time, but the palm power that was enough to split mountains and rocks was directly blasted away when it touched the opponent's fist like spring snow.

The violent force directly knocked Bai Xinghe hundreds of meters away, and he didn't know how many trees he had broken along the way.

When Bai Xinghe stopped, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He felt his internal organs churning, and his left hand, which had just caught the opponent's punch, also felt a sharp pain. His hand bones were broken.

Looking at the man who slowly walked over after throwing a punch, Bai Xinghe said coldly: "Is it you?"

I saw a trace of a grim smile on Krahn's zombie-like face. His right hand, which had just punched, had disappeared completely, but strangely, as various soil particles on the ground gathered at his broken arm, his palm was slowly recovering.

"Last time, my body was not strong enough to use my own strength completely." Krahn smiled at Bai Xinghe: "But this time, my body is not afraid of being injured. Are you ready?

Bear the weight of the earth."

As Krahn spoke, Samael and the Blood Demon also appeared behind Bai Xinghe, staring at each other covetously.

Bai Xinghe frowned: ‘Your Majesty hasn’t appeared yet… So, is there something wrong with Tianjing?’

He touched the Legend behind him and thought: ‘Anyway, get rid of these three guys first and hand over the Legend to Your Majesty.’

…

When the fierce battles were raging in Tianjing and the people of Daxia Longque were at a disadvantage, Li Anping still stood in the void and thought quietly.

‘After several tests before, this is indeed a cosmic environment…’

‘The connection with the incarnation of mind energy has been completely cut off… Currently, I can’t contact Tianjing…’

‘With the energy reserves in my body, if I only maintain the most basic life, I can survive in the void for about 3,400 years.’

Just when Li Anping was halfway through thinking, suddenly, there was a wave of pressure in the void again. Li Anping frowned: “Here it comes again? Are you going to teleport me to another place? Or teleport me back?”