The Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 142: Appointing Halberd at Luo Qianqiu

Qin Wentian weaved the ancient spear in his hand in a perfect dance, powered by mountain-type Divine Energy as a faint shadow of the embodied Black Tortoise Xuan Wu, his defense as strong as a mountain. Despite the sharpness of the ancient slaughter word prints, they could not break through Qin Wentian's defenses.

"Hgm." Sikong Mingyue let out a cold snort as he stepped forward, arriving in front of Qin Wentian. Expanding his palm, a large number of traces of ancient word slaughter were formed when they merged into an extremely sharp sword form that seemed to solely exist for the sake of killing. As it pierced forward, a crack appeared on the illusionary Xuan Wu Turtle as Qin Wentian retreated a few steps.

A gentle breeze blew on Sikong Mingyue's long hair. He looks so amazing! He and Qin Wentian were existences belonging to two different worlds. Today, Qin Wentian would die under his hands; he would absolutely not show mercy.

"Treating you like thin air? How about that? Since you want a death trial, I will help you. "

Sikong Mingyue slowly continued walking forwards as the surrounding area exploded with a storm of killing intent. His entire being was akin to a god of slaughter. No matter who blocked his path, he would kill without question.

Qin Wentian closed his eyes as he took a deep breath. His actions left the crowd dumbfounded. Close his eyes at this point? Has he gone to his death?

The crowd did not understand. Countless gazes from the various spectators were fixated on Qin Wentian. There were some who were worried, and others could not wait until Qin Wentian died.

However, at this moment, a terrifying aura emanated out from Qin Wentian's body. The blood in his body began to evaporate.

His long hair fluttered in the wind, as the color seemed to turn into a black color that was blacker than black. At this moment, it was as if the crowd was under an illusion. To them, Qin Wentian, was actually undergoing a transformation in this instant.

And as for Sikong Mingyue, who was standing in front of Qin Wentian, this feeling was very clear. The storm of killing intent seemed to slow down as he frowned and furrowed his brows. Is this the Bloodline Limit?

The bloodline power that Qin Wentian possessed was currently being awakened.

Qin Wentian's frame seemed to grow stronger and larger in an instant. The aura of an ancient ferocious beast emanated from him, as if he was the ruler of Heaven and Earth.

Buzz! Suddenly, Qin Wentian's eyes jerked open. At that moment, the aura of a godly King gushed out, demanding the absolute obedience of all things under Heaven, causing Sikong Mingyue to tremble involuntarily.

And amidst the crackling and crackling sounds, Qin Wentian's body expanded in height and thickness. He stood there like a King, an Ancient God, looking down at this miserable world from Heaven above.

Qin Wentian's body was filled with endless power. His grasp was like steel as he held the ancient spear, pointing it at Sikong Mingyue.

"The Terrible Bloodline Limit. It's like the host's body undergoing reconstruction. Such a Bloodline boundary would definitely rank extremely high. "Some of the stronger spectators among the crowd could still feel their hearts trembling from what they were witnessing. Although the Bloodline Limit was extremely rare, they still knew what the Bloodline Limit was and the value at which the Bloodline Limit could be categorized into.

Qin Wentian's Limit Bloodline not only added to his strength; it also produced an aura of absolute obedience. This was something that only high-tier Bloodline Limits possessed.

"The advantage you both share is simply that of a higher cultivation base.I really don't understand why the two of you still have such a disgusting look of arrogance stuck to your face. It was as if only you two were under Heaven. "Qin Wentian calmly continued," Occasionally, the higher cultivation base does not represent anything. When I, at the 7th level of the Artery Circulation, defeated the two of you, I wanted to see how ugly you looked after I crushed your arrogance. ”

As he spoke, Qin Wentian took a step forward, as if he was truly the ruler of the world!

On the platform, a gentle wind blew. Countless gazes were fixed onto Qin Wentian. At this moment, almost everyone was paying attention to him.

"With so many eyes on me, how could I still let them down?"

Taking a deep breath, Qin Wentian's battle intent surged to its maximum limit.

Once, he was a nobody, stepping into the Royal Capital in the face of so many risks and dangers.

Back then, as long as the Ye Clan thought it was a little more important, he might already be a dead man. But even with their low respect for him, he almost died at the hands of Orfon and Ye Zhan.

At that moment, he was alone, with no friends, and no one noticed him. But now, even though he made many enemies, he also knew that there were some people who only wanted the best for him.

Mo Clan, Divine Weapon Pavilion, Star Emperor Academy, Mo Qingcheng, Mu Rou, the fat Fan Le .. So many expectations everyone had on his shoulders, so how could he let them down?

From the moment he stepped on Jun Lin Banquet's stage, he wanted to compete for the number one position. And now, his confidence in his abilities was many times than before. This Banquet Jun Lin champion will definitely be him.

Inside him, his blood boiled as his Divine Energy surged, flowing smoothly through the Stellar Meridians as it burst out from his palm. His aura was still increasing, seemingly with no intention to stop.

Sikong Mingyue finally moved. He originally wanted to see how strong Qin Wentian was because he dared to challenge him. However, his confidence slowly faltered.

Qin Wentian's aura surged with frenzy, but he rushed over to suppress it. Otherwise, it could cause his vital organs to be damaged due to the pressure it caused.

The explosion! Qin Wentian also moved as he turned into a stream of light, exploding along with the Mountain Splitter. The ancient spear emitted a sense of peerless terror as if it wanted to destroy everything.

"Kill." Sikong Mingyue howled furiously. The gigantic sword formed from the traces of slaughter smashed directly into the ancient spear. A terrifying shockwave exploded, causing Sikong Mingyue to retreat a step back. Although it was only a step, to him, it was an insult.

The explosion! Yet another spear attack was unleashed. At this moment, Qin Wentian was like a peerless martial god, his strength looming over Heaven.

Sikong Mingyue grew extremely bad, as the Astral Energy in his body began to surge. Raising his palm, a gigantic sword broke out as many ancient slaughter words imprinted and formed a " ⁇ " symbol that flew forward to meet the spear attack.

And when the rumbling sounds of collisions rang out, the ancient spear smashed the " ⁇ " symbol into pieces. Sikong Mingyue took three more steps back, his face extremely unsightly

"COME!" Sikong Mingyue roared in madness. Despite retreating, his aura never weakened. His killing intent grew even stronger, as countless word traces materialized, floating in front of his palm, each containing a terrifying Sword Qi within it.

However, Qin Wentian simultaneously sent out another attack. This time, he executed Fallen Star.

The spectators looked as if they saw countless constellations turning into spirals as they furiously smashed downwards. In the end, a terrifying rumbling sound could be heard as aftershocks shook the entire platform, which easily broke apart, and devoured traces of the word slaughter. The rest of the constellations flew towards Sikong Mingyue, who hurriedly defended. The impact caused him to vomit blood and retreat madly.

The sound of a blunt impact rang out once again, as Sikong Mingyue was forced to retreat to the boundary of the platform. A large amount of his blood was pooled around him.

In the air, there was only silence.

How could Qin Wentian's attack be this powerful?

They had all personally witnessed the violence and tyranny of Sikong Mingyue's attack. But just how powerful was Qin Wentian's attack to destroy the traces of the word massacre, even causing Sikong Mingyue to be injured to that extent?

"The contestants who participated in Jun Lin Banquet actually lost by themselves this year." Many people commented. This banquet is too interesting.

Originally, they had thought Chu Chen was a dark horse, but to think that even before Chu Chen could enjoy the feeling of being part of the top three ranks, he was pulled down by Qin Wentian. Not only that, he was not even in his strongest condition when he defeated Chu Chen.

And at this time, Qin Wentian even wanted to suppress Sikong Mingyue beneath him.

"Your arrogant words, now on second thought, don't you feel ashamed? you, at level 9 Arterial Circulation, do you have the qualifications to be so arrogant? "Qin Wentian calmly spoke as the aura he emitted still remained as terrifying as before. His calm voice was similar to a slap that directly hit Sikong Mingyue's face.

"Because you want to die so badly, I will help you by letting everyone know that your existence is of no value in this world,"

"Indeed, the fool is not afraid."

"Treating you like thin air? So what about that? Since you want a death trial, I will help you. "

All of these statements were made by Sikong Mingyue not too long ago, but what was the result?

Qin Wentian held the ancient spear in his grasp as he continued forward. Sikong Mingyue's face was so unsightly that his face began to change. Qin Wentian did not directly attack but walked towards him step by step. Was Qin Wentian trying to make him concede in front of all the spectators?

As the distance between them grew closer, Qin Wentian's killing intent also gradually became stronger. There was no doubt, Qin Wentian would definitely dare to kill Sikong Mingyue.

Before this, he had already slaughtered the 2nd Sword and the 3rd Night.

As he sensed Qin Wentian's increasingly strengthening presence, an expression of extreme sadness could be seen reflected on Sikong Mingyue's face. "I admit."

A simple sentence, yet it seemed like it was draining the entire strength of Sikong Mingyue. These three words undoubtedly announced that he, Sikong Mingyue, was no match for Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian halted his steps as Sikong Mingyue lowered her head in embarrassment. Sikong Mingyue then turned around and jumped off the platform. He had actually lost to Qin Wentian!

The 2nd ranker position was stolen by Qin Wentian.

"F* handsome cking!" Fan Le took a deep breath. A stunning expression covered his face. He was currently losing himself to the thought of money. This person obtained a rank 2 in Jun Lin's Banquet! He was so handsome that even Fan Le would fall in love with him!

There were many people in the crowd who were still stunned and had yet to recover. Qin Wentian actually stole the 2nd ranker position directly from Orchon's hands?

Not only that, did Qin Wentian intend to stop here?

Only to see his gaze turn to the first towering platform. He aimed his spear straight at Luo Qianqiu.

Once, Luo Qianqiu had stood so high up, looked at him, wanting him to hand over the Blood Bucket Fruit or suffer death.

Once, Luo Qianqiu chased after him to kill him in the Dark Forest, almost resulting in his death.

Once, in the midst of a blizzard, Luo Qianqiu wanted him to receive three of his attacks, deeming himself unequal throughout the world.

And not too long ago, Luo Qianqiu was still arrogant, as if she was already the champion of Jun Lin Banquet.

To him, Qin Wentian was never worthy enough to be placed in his eyes.

And now, finally, he stood in front of Luo Qianqiu, facing her as equals.

He wanted to show Luo Qianqiu. What right did Luo Qianqiu have to be so arrogant ?!

"Your turn." Without grand heroic words, Qin Wentian's two words were spoken as if he was making an announcement.

Today in Jun Lin Banquet, he, Qin Wentian, wanted to compete for the number one position!