The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Emperor Qing, Qin Changqing!

How big a fist of a person, in the presence of a yf230 weighing several tons and having wings tens of meters long, it was like a small piece of gravel that fell on a huge mountain.

It could be imagined how small one would appear when facing a towering mountain.

When Qin Xuan smashed his fist, everyone had a feeling.

Mayfly shaking the tree!

Immediately, their expressions froze, and the sound of nine blood-colored flood dragons swept across the sky in the sky.

Roars!

Fight nine styles, Kowloon Teng!

Under Qin Xuan's fist, the fuselage that was able to withstand the immense pressure sank in an instant!

On Qin Xuan's arm, the blue ribs protruded, like a terrifying dragon. Under the fist, the fuselage was constantly dented, as if pressed by a mountain. Yf230 started falling in an instant. How a terrified pilot manipulated it, but it was difficult to control this war machine.

Whooshing sound!

In everyone's eyes, the war machine from a height of ten thousand feet fell down like a meteor, and then landed on the ground.

Flames, smoke, and explosions filled the ground in an instant.

Inside the enormous and extremely deep hole, there was a series of rumbling sounds, as if countless bombs were exploding, and terrifying airwaves swept west.

“Really!” Gerdrew looked at the falling yf230, his mouth open so open that he might feel disrespectful to the God of Light he admired.

Everyone around, more like a dreamy expression.

Before today, if anyone dared to say in front of them that someone shot down the YF230 from a height of 10,000 feet, they would definitely sneer, but from now on, they could no longer doubt it.

Can labor actually be so powerful?

Boom boom ...

Constant explosions rang out, and every deafening explosion seemed to explode in everyone's heart.

When the explosion subsided, everyone noticed the place the smoke billowed, and suddenly a strong wind swept over, emitting a thick smoke, as if a way out.

A figure slowly came out in smoke and dust, in everyone's eyes, like a god.

Qin Xuan's steps were slow, and the thick smoke around him seemed to be forced away by an invisible force.

Even after he killed the three yf230s, his clothes were not damaged at all, and were still as good as ever.

Walking out of the smoke and dust, Qin Xuan looked calm, and slowly said a word, "Go!"

the explosion!

A piece of earth and stone exploded, and the Immortal Sword, which had sunk in the ground to an unknown depth, rushed out from the ground as if summoned, and returned into Qin Xuan's hands again.

“He is definitely not a human, he is a demon, a devil!” Someone in the Deren family shouted in horror.

"Could he be a god in the ancient east?"

"Hurry up, stop him!"

Everyone from the Deren family showed horror, including Deren Emperor Lion with disaster-class strength.

The other party was definitely not an existence he could contend with. Emperor Deren Lion's heart seemed to have fallen into the ice warehouse, and the large sweat grains on his forehead were constantly scratching his cheeks. He is thinking of a precaution, but is desperate to find him, with him, with the Delun family, Unable to compete with this fearsome Asian powerhouse.

"Ning, who is he?"

Gerdrew finally regained his senses, he almost asked in shock.

He had never seen such a terrifying powerhouse. Even Lord Paladin had never destroyed three yf230s. This is no longer what humans can do. This was a war machine that was 10,000 feet high in the sky. Crushed in a few blinks?

Ning Ziyang looked at Qin Xuan in shock, his throat slightly rolling.

In the past few decades, Ning Ziyang had never been as shocked as he was now.

For Qin Xuan, he had noticed the calm water battle from the first side At that moment, even though Master Linhai Qin was strong, Ning Ziyang did not care about himself.

Maybe after a few decades, he might not be able to become Lord Qin's opponent, but that was after several decades.

What he could not imagine was how long it had been, less than a year, fighting in the calm waters, and then to the Great Tribulation of Haiqing, even if master Linhai Qin rushed into the treatment room and defeated Bian's kindness, Ning Ziyang was in his heart. Surprised, but still not clearly seen.

In his eyes, Qin Xuan was still not enough to truly compete with him.

She was Ning Ziyang, a kind of Bianxin, and she never looked at him, looking across China. Except the illusory earth elf in the legends, the only people who could see him were the star emperor Su Muyu and the two immortal gods.

Ning Ziyang was extremely arrogant in his heart, but the arrogance in his heart was never revealed, but it remained in his heart.

It was not until the title struggle Qin Xuan easily broke through the alliance he and Xu Ming had, and Ning Ziyang was surprised to find that Linhai Master Qin's progress had surpassed his imagination.

Even at that moment, Ning Ziyang believed that even though Qin Xuan's growth rate was frightening, he could still suppress it.

Once innate, each step did not know how long it should be, it could be described as difficult to make progress.

Until this moment, Ning Ziyang looked at the figure that came out from the smoke, and realized it clearly in his heart.

It turned out that from the very beginning, he had hated Linhai Master Qin.

To this day, he really understands.

In this world, some people could not imagine. This Linhai Master Qin had grown to be .. Even Ning Ziyang would be frightened in a short time less than a year.

Ning Ziyang did not want to believe it, let alone believe it, but the fact was right in front of him, how could he not believe it?

Because of the arrogance in his heart, he was disdainful to deceive himself.

Destroy three yf230s, with such strength, even he might not be able to do it.

Master Qin, who used to be in his eyes, but was unable to compete with the three great masters in the calm water, had now grown to such an extent that he had to deal with it. Perhaps, when facing this Master Qin, he should look a little upwards and look up a little.

Facing Gerdrew's question, Ning Ziyang looked dazed, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end, it turned into******* long and bitter.

He looked at Qin Xuan, standing with a sword, but it seemed like a figure that was out of the world.

Seeing Qin Xuan's calm face, perhaps, it was even more arrogant.

Looking at the one left under the tip of the sword, a hint of sharpness, but like a faint killing intent with a peerless weapon in the throat.

Ning Ziyang's expression gradually subsided.He looked at the figure, stopped every word, and opened his mouth convincingly.

"Emperor Qing, Qin Changqing!"