1922: C1922 He Couldn't Even Withstand a Single Blow(part I)

C1922 He Couldn't Even Withstand a Single Blow(part I)

Qin Sheng's voice wasn't loud, but as soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of most of the people in the city.1

The Black Dragon Mountain Temple could only be considered as the lowest existence in the city. It had never had any sense of existence.

Until Qin Sheng's appearance, not only did he challenge the Azure Sun Sects and Black Ice Gates, he also challenged the Flowing Light frescoes at the mysterious merchant's place. With just a single Heavy Saint realm's Cultivation Level, he had broken the record and successfully challenged six Flowing Light frescoes!

This had stirred up quite a number of vortices in the city.

No one knew who Qin Sheng was.

Furthermore, after Qin Sheng succeeded in his challenge, he immediately left the city and headed to the Cloud Dream Pool.

"He is Qin Sheng?"

"Looks like he has some talent, but unfortunately, he's going to be buried in the Black Dragon Mountain Temple. "

"That's right. He can even complete the joint mission of the four inheritances. It seems like his strength and talent are not bad. It's a pity that he has offended the Azure Sun Sect. He's destined to have a bad ending. "

Within the city, a group of Onlooker was whispering to each other. Although his voice wasn't loud, everyone present had already cultivated to the Saint realm. How could their hearing be weak? They could easily hear him.

There were many grudges and grudges between the Azure Sun Sect and the Black Dragon Mountain Temple. Back when the Black Dragon Mountain Temple was at its peak, even the ten great families, and even the four Divine Beasts and Family weren't in its eyes. Now that it had fallen into decline, how could the Azure Sun Sect let go of the hatred and hatred it had for the past?

This caused many of the Black Dragon Mountain Temple's heaven's pride to die prematurely.

"Hahaha!"

As soon as Qin Sheng's voice faded, Dong Dongge let out an arrogant laugh, as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

"You were in the dying stage, and now you want to add another sword attack?" Dong Chenge's facial appearance was twisted, and the space between his brows was filled with evil qi.

"That's a wanted criminal from the four inheritances Land. You're just a lowly nominal disciple, and you haven't even refined a few layers of the Saint realm. What right do you have to be able to do this?"

Dong Chenge's voice was cold and detached, and a cold aura was flowing out from him. The evil qi between his brows was like a billowing smoke, causing some nominal disciples of the Cultivation Level to jump up in fright. They all stepped back, not daring to get close to him.

Hearing this, Qin Sheng looked at him with disdain and sneered, "What a joke. What does it have to do with you if I do it?"

"You!!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Dong Dongge was actually retorted by a mere Black Dragon Mountain Temple like Qin Sheng. How could he still have any face left to speak of? He was extremely furious. Rolling elemental energy shot out from his body, as if a Devil Emperor had descended, causing the sky and earth to change color.

It had to be said that Dong Dongge still had some strength. He had raised one Heavy Saint realm in his ancient battlefield to the peak of six Heavy Saint realm. His combat strength had doubled.

"No matter how good your mouth is, it's useless. You said you killed the wanted criminal. What about his corpse? " Dong Chenge asked in a deep voice. He was overbearing, high and mighty, and didn't put Qin Sheng in his eyes at all.

"The corpse has sunk into the Cloud Dream Swamp and was swallowed by a Xiao Sheng level ferocious beast. " Qin Sheng frowned. A hint of displeasure flashed across his Eye Light, "Now, there is no one to prove it. Do you want to go down and ask?"

"Boom!"

Facing Qin Sheng's repeated 'provocations', Dong Dongge could no longer bear it. There was no rule that prohibited fighting within the city. The zodiac that was aimed at Qin Sheng was the slap. . .

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