470: C470 It's You(part I)

C470 It's You(part I)

It's you.

Rumble. . .

The ice dragon and Fire Dragon slowly dissipated. The terrifying saber intent also dissipated along with Twelve's death.

Hua. . .

Qin Sheng dashed out from the darkness, and glanced coldly at Twelve, whose cephalo- had exploded like a watermelon. He still had a look of disbelief on his face.

That was a super expert who had crossed the wind and thunder tribulation. This kind of expert was an existence that could call the wind and summon the rain even in a few nearby large cities. In fact, small town like the Great Yan City was an absolute ruler.

This feeling was too unreal. Qin Sheng had actually crossed two Great Realms. He took a deep breath.

Crossing two Great Yan Dynastys, only heaven's pride, who came from a Nine Dragons Holy Courtyard like the Great Yan Dynasty, or even Son of God, Goddess, who was one in ten thousand, could do such a shocking feat.

And in the Demon Dragon Wasteland, this unknown small hill, Qin Sheng had actually done it. If word of this got out, Qin Sheng would surely be dragged into the Sacred Institute.

Although Qin Sheng had already absorbed Myriad Tribulations Pill Emperor's inherited memories, Thousands of predecessors had already dominated the world in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. What kind of peerless expert had he not killed?

However, memories were memories. Only after experiencing it for real could one truly feel it.

Although he had killed Death Soldier and Twelve, who had passed the first wind and thunder tribulation, Qin Sheng wasn't too proud of himself. He knew that this magnificent feat wasn't easy to achieve.

If he hadn't set up a Fourth Grade formation in advance. . .

If it wasn't for the fact that he had two bronze weapons. . .

Qin Sheng wouldn't have been able to cut twelve of them so easily without losing a single hair.

In fact, after this sneak attack, Qin Sheng had realized the gap between him and Instant Caster, even if Instant Caster had only passed the first level of the wind and thunder tribulation.

The difference in strength was just too great.

Qin Sheng walked over and put away the woodcutter. He frowned and shook his head. Twelve was just a Death Soldier after all. Not only did he practice the earth-rank's black tide wave knife, even his weapon was only a broken three-patterned Practitioner Knife. Most of the rune had been peeled off.

Death Soldier was only Death Soldier after all, and his status was even lower than a slave's.

Ten breaths later, Qin Sheng retracted his gaze and looked back at the unconscious Zhuo Yihang in the corner.

"Hey, wake up. " Qin Sheng held a talisman stone brick and lightly knocked on Zhuo Yihang's cephalo-.

The unconscious Zhuo Yihang pursed his lips, but there was no response.

Bang!

"Hey, wake up again. "

Qin Sheng exerted more strength. Zhuo Yihang twitched a few times but still did not wake up.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qin Sheng knocked a few more times with great force. Zhuo Yihang's body was also very strong, and his scalp was covered with a layer of green luster. It was likely that he had cultivated some kind of secret body refining technique.

Zhuo Yihang finally woke up. His hair was disheveled, and there were traces of blood on his face. He felt a splitting headache, and he looked around blankly.

"Who the f * ck knocked on my cephalo-?! Don't want to live anymore?"

Zhuo Yihang roared furiously. He, the dignified Young Marquis, was actually hit by someone's Sap. His memory was a little short.

"I think I was also knocked unconscious just now, right?"2

When he thought of this, a cold killing intent emerged on Zhuo Yihang's miserable face, revealing his true colors.

Forget about this sh * tty Great Yan City, even in the Capital City, when had he, Zhuo Yihang, suffered such a loss?

This was intolerable!

It was fine if he knocked himself out with Sap, but when he woke up, he would also use Brick to slap him.

Bang!

Another black Brick responded to Zhuo Yihang.

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