1975: C1975 Rule of Force

C1975 Rule of Force

You can die now!

When the Heavenly King made his move, he was just so domineering. Who cares who he was, he would be killed with a single punch.

Qing He did indeed have such strength.

As a Heavenly King of the Azure Dragon clan, his battle power was stronger than normal Heavenly King's Early Stage, especially in the area of physical body cultivation, he was practically invincible. Ordinary Heavenly King Stage Rankers would not dare to fight Qing He head on and rely on the power of the Ancient Code to fight him, then find a chance to defeat him.

However, Yang Ping did not retreat at all, calmly watching the incoming fist.

The entire space seemed to have disappeared.

There was only Qing He's fist in front of him.

This fist looked ordinary and invincible, but the power that it passed through, was annihilated one after another. Even the Void Storm felt the power of this fist being scattered.

The law of force.

After Qing He comprehended it, he was not afraid of anyone in terms of strength.

What Qing He comprehended was the rules of power, coupled with the strong body of the Azure Dragon clan, he became unrivalled.

In his opinion, even though Yang Ping was the target of a longevity wanted poster and her strength was definitely not weak, she was still just a few years old. Even if she cultivated using her mother's womb, she was only a few decades old while Qing He was the real Heavenly King.

All below the Celestial King were ants.

That was not something that could be wiped away by natural talent.

The entire Desolate Land City seemed to have sunk into mud as the laws of power unknowingly affected the stability of the void. The strength that Qing He had displayed was not any weaker than that of the War God.

Bang!

His fist finally landed on the real thing.

Qing He's expression did not waver, after finishing his punch, he stood with his hands behind his back.

He finished his work.

He was absolutely confident that he would not even be left with scum if he were to destroy Yang Ping with a single punch.

Completing the mission, was like sweeping away a speck of dust, and then, he would continue to cultivate to break through the Heavenly King's Intermediate Stage.

Qing He was not interested in many things, increasing his cultivation was his only goal.

The Scaled world.

Imperial Dragon King's body swayed, his face was pale white, just now, Qing He's punch shook the void, causing the small world to become unstable and about to explode. Fortunately it was the scales of the old ancestor. Qing He should be merciful or else even he would fall.

The Heavenly King was too terrifying!

Imperial Dragon King was shaken. He saw with his own eyes the Sky King's move and felt an increased yearning towards Heavenly King Stage.

If he became the Heavenly King, there would be no need for him to fight with his cousins for the position of heir.

The Old Ancestor would definitely send him off with cupped hands.

It's a pity about Yang Ping.

They obviously had the chance to become a Heavenly King, so wouldn't their Cloud Realm be even higher when they reach a certain realm?

Now that he had fallen, he was purely asking for it.

Imperial Dragon King did not have a shred of mercy in his heart.

This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak.

Imperial Dragon King had even planned to take Yang Ping's life as a reward and obtain the Longevity Mountain as a gift.

"Huh?"

Qing He was preparing to leave, when he suddenly realised that there was another person in front of him.

Amidst the annihilation of the countless numbers of void, a figure was firmly rooted to the ground like a pillar that supported the heavens. Qing He's pupils constricted as a trace of emotion finally appeared on his old-fashioned face, and he nodded: "That's right, no wonder you were able to become the target of the Proclamation of Longevity. "After receiving my punch, you are still able to survive. Among the younger generation, you are the strongest."

The void was stable.

Yang Ping remained as unmoving as a mountain.

The Imperial Dragon King of the small scaled world was almost scared to death as he said in a trembling voice, "If he doesn't even die from this, then if it was himself, he would probably be blown apart by Third Grandpa's punch." Thinking about how he had submitted to Yang Ping, he rejoiced.

Relying on just taking Qing He's punch, Yang Ping had the strength to kill Imperial Dragon King.

"I didn't expect Hell to have such a long hand. Even you couldn't escape."

Yang Ping's expression was calm as she received Qing He's punch. She did not feel anything, and asked, "Originally, I did not want to kill you, but you are a lackey from hell.

Oh?

Qing He looked at Yang Ping, laughed, and said: "You are actually able to sense those things, you are truly worthy of being the person that the Longevity Ancestor values highly. But do you know that I only used one percent of my strength just now? "

Yang Ping declined to comment.

"One percent of your power, you can only say that you have the potential to become a Heavenly King. No, you will definitely become a Heavenly King in the future, and you don't need any external help, but you are still not a Heavenly King!"

Qing He's eyes flickered unsteadily, his heart feeling a little excited.

Killing a genius was quite interesting.

"Your goal is Ming Zhu, I actually know quite a bit about her."

Qing He laughed.

Yang Ping's eyes lit up, and nodded: "Then I'm relieved."

"But why should I tell you, tell a dead man, what's the point?"

Qing He shook his head, sighed, took a step forward, stared at Yang Ping, and said coldly. Next, I will use half of my power. Even Heavenly Kings of the same level wouldn't dare to take it head-on. Young man, you will tremble at the rules of my power. "

"Let's wait and see."

Yang Ping was still calm. His calmness made Qing He feel slightly unhappy.

This was not the attitude one should have towards a Heavenly King.

The Celestial King was supreme.

Invincible in the world.

Even ants had to revere and kowtow.

But Yang Ping didn't, sullying the dignity of a Heavenly King.

Therefore, Yang Ping had to die.

Qing He attacked again. The space behind him seemed to be covered by a layer of plastic. In the air, traces of the true essence of the power flowed as it gathered onto the fist. The laws of Universal Dimension were added onto the fist, and at this moment, the restriction of Cloud Realm that was so stable, actually showed signs of collapsing.

The place Qing He was at, was a slave who had been reduced to strength.

This was the tyranny of Qing He.

One punch!

Qing He's body became holy, and was invincible. The techniques he used were the punches and kicks that returned to their true nature, and were enough to kill the enemy.

The world in front of Yang Ping disappeared.

Space vanished.

The rules disappeared.

His body sank into a swamp.

This is the swamp of power.

With the terrifying pressure on his body, if it was Imperial Dragon King, he would probably be turned into ashes in a single move. Even if it was other experts or below the Heavenly King, without the support of rules, they would still not be able to escape from the attack of the Rules of Force.

Only experts of the same level could use a different rule to fight back.

The law of strength was overbearing and invincible.

Furthermore, Yang Ping, who was not a Heavenly King, how could she fight against half of Qing He's strength?

The Scaled world.

Imperial Dragon King was terrified in his heart. He experienced the terror of the Heavenly King and felt a shadow in his heart. His body shook violently, and cracks appeared on the surface of the small world. He was clearly on the verge of collapsing.

The minor world collapsed.

Imperial Dragon King was dead for sure.

He didn't want to die.

If it were not for Qing He deliberately protecting the small world and allowing the laws of force to suppress it, the Imperial Dragon King would have already died.

Too terrifying.

He, who was far away in the sky, was almost annihilated by the impact of the attack, let alone Yang Ping, who was at the core of the power attack. He couldn't help but think in his heart that Yang Ping had probably already died.

After all, he was too ostentatious, and attracted the Sky King to make a move.

The suppressive force converged into a single point, like a star blooming with its final rays of light, turning into a black hole.

Yang Ping was right at the heart of the black hole.

He did not resist.

They were swallowed up by the black hole.

Qing He shook his head, feeling disappointed as he saw Yang Ping being drowned by the laws of power with her own eyes.

He knew that Yang Ping would die, but he never thought that she would die so easily.1

At least resist.

At least it was something to be proud of.

No.

It seemed he had overestimated the other party. One percent of his power could take on the next, but half of his power was far from being able to endure. If he had known earlier, he would have used a tenth of his power to slowly kill Yang Ping.

At the very least, to kill someone, one had to feel happy.

Murder without interest.

Qing He turned, and was about to leave.

But the moment he turned around, Qing He's pupils contracted and his fist trembled.

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