C1732 Siege
Boom!
Limitless' violent force landed solidly on Soulless Judge's body.
"You overestimate yourself..."
However, before he could even finish speaking, his face went grim as an irresistible force passed through his chest and struck his body like a fierce dragon, causing him to be blasted away!
"Insufficient strength? "Let's try again!"
Qin Feng shook his fist and stomped on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. He then turned into a stream of light and mercilessly hit the judge who had yet to land on the ground.
Ka-cha! *
The sound of bones fracturing was extremely ear-piercing.
Like a broken bag, the judge rolled over a hundred meters on the ground before gradually coming to a stop.
When his hands pressed on the ground, his face filled with difficulty, wanting to struggle to stand up, a foot landed on his back.
"Conquest not sung,
I let you get up? "
Boom!
As the cold voice faded away, Qin Feng stomped his foot on the ground. Boom! The man's body was smashed into smithereens. After twitching a few times against the ground, he stopped moving.
"You don't know how to fight?"
Qin Feng scratched his head, bent down and stretched out his hand to feel the other party's nose.
After confirming that the other party was still alive, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, if he just killed him like that, Di Wudao's promised Innate Divine Martial Skills would be ruined.
"This Emperor told you to defeat him, not cripple him!"
Di Wudao's dissatisfied tone sounded in his mind.
"You are too stubborn, and your fists are weak. Once you make a move, you will either die or be crippled. I don't have that much energy, so I have to consider whether or not my opponent can take my attack while I fight. Will you beat him to death?"
Qin Feng grinned. He grabbed the judge's collar and walked towards the battlefield.
At this moment, Lan Qilin's body was covered in wounds and his elemental energy was on the verge of drying up. Facing the siege, he had already shown his decadence, like a small boat in a storm that could be engulfed at any time.
He was still holding on. With the help of the ice cube in his hand, he had repelled wave after wave of attacks.
Among them,
At the side, there were two Yin Masters. They attacked him at the same time, and one of them struck his shoulder.
There was even one person who dropped from the sky, who turned into the sharp light of the ghost claw and pierced towards the top of his head.
Lan Qilin no longer had any energy to fight back. He was in a hopeless situation, with the three Yin Masters working together, any one of them could take his life.
However, he still did not give up. With a backhand slash, he shot out a beam of sword light.
Pfft!
The Yin Master above his head had his arm chopped off, and he even sent it flying out with a slap.
However, the other two Yin Masters' ace attacks had already landed on his shoulders.
"Lan Saint Lord, give up the struggle!"
"Hand over the Heart of Frost and I'll spare your life!"
The two Yin Masters said at the same time.
"There's only one Heart of Frost, which one of you wants it?"
Lan Qilin raised his head with a cold look in his eyes. The corner of his mouth curled up into a cold smile. There was no need to care about life and death.
He was still confident that before he died, he would be able to pull a Yin Master to die with him.
It all depended on who was the unlucky one!
Immediately, the two Yin Masters looked at each other, not giving in, and almost at the same time.
"Give it to me!"
"Give it to me!"
After the two of them shouted at each other, Lan Qilin sneered in disdain. Then, he took out an azure-colored crystal and waved it in the air.
In an instant, the aura of frost spread out.
In the eyes of the two Yin Masters, there was a strong desire to grab them at the same time!
Attack!
A cold light flashed as an incomparably sharp sword ray shot out from Lan Qilin's hand!
The Yin Master on the left sensed the dangerous aura and immediately gave up on fighting for Frost Heart. His body leaned to the left.
The other person secretly rejoiced in his heart as he saw the situation. If his luck was too good, no one would be able to compete with him.
However...
The sword aura circled around in an arc, and in a split-second, it pierced through that Yin Master's throat, bringing up a bloody light.
In the next second, the Yin Master opened his eyes wide, an incredulous expression appeared on his face. His body fell to the ground, completely lifeless.
The other Yin Master had already obtained Frost Heart, his face was full of joy. Completing this mission would meet the requirements to be promoted to a judge.
The result he accumulated over a whole three years. At this moment, his eyes were red from excitement. He hit Lan Qilin's chest with a backhand slap and sent him flying. He rolled on the ground for more than ten meters before stopping.
"Don't say that I'm the sole owner of the yin division, I'll leave you with some soup, if I hand him to you, whoever kills him will become the Yin division!"
After obtaining the Heart of Frost, the Yin Si arrogantly said to the surrounding people with a kind of altruistic tone.
Immediately, the crowd looked at Lan Qilin with greed in their eyes.
At this moment, Lan Qilin's body had entered the weakest state. He saw the crowd surrounding him start to move and was closing in on him.
"Hehe …" "Since the Yin Master is not making a move, just make sure to rely on you small fries. Those who aren't afraid of death, just come at me, I'll send you on your way."
As Lan Qilin finished his sentence, the surrounding crowd all stopped in their tracks.
Kirin Saint Lord, an expert in the later stage of the Heavenly Core Stage might have his energy dried up, but he was not someone who could be killed just because he wanted to.2
Seeing the target of the mission fall into a febrile state, everyone knew that they couldn't afford to give the other party a chance to recover.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
Only a few sounds of breaking air could be heard. In the end, some people were still unable to resist and started to attack. However, they saw three cold silhouettes, which had gathered up Ling Rui's tip and locked onto all parts of Lan Qilin's body, attacking him.
Lan Qilin smirked and flicked his finger. The common weapon in his hand shot out and actually shattered in mid air. It flew in all directions and pierced through the air and pierced through the three figures that were attacking him.
A large amount of blood splattered onto the ground. The few Yin Servants who were the first to make their moves fell from the sky and turned into ice-cold corpses. They lay in a pool of blood for a few moments, then stopped moving.
"Everyone attack together, he's already exhausted!"
"Don't be afraid, let me take the lead!"
"Kill!"
However, that group of people were very firm and full of killing intent. However, when it was really time to attack, they all took two steps back because Lan Qilin actually slowly stood up.
Kirin Saint Lord's fame was not a joke.
His influence was so great that even the assassins in the hidden door organization were in the godly realm. If not for the seven great Yin Masters attacking him at the same time, even if there were many of them, they would still be serving food.
With the disparity in strength, the number of people couldn't make up for it.
There were even some experts from South Sky City who used a powerful Divine Martial Skills, even if they could kill a bunch of them.
Not far away, he had already obtained the Heart of Frost. With a sneer, he turned around and left. He had obtained what he wanted. As for whether or not he could kill Lan Que, that had nothing to do with him.
At the same time, the Yin Masters who were hiding in the shadows, seeing that they no longer had the chance, approached their comrade who was about to be promoted to judge and warmly congratulated him.
After all, the people who issued the missions were judges and their peers who had a good relationship with each other. They would receive the contents of the missions in advance, and they might even have a better chance of completing them if they took care of them a little.
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