Qiu Changkong laughed loudly, fearless.

"hateful!"

Lin Xueyi, Ling Potian, and others all gritted their teeth and were furious.

But in my heart, I felt helpless.

They understood that Qiu Changkong was right. Just because of them, the half-step kings of a few small empires, had no weight in the eyes of the Emperor Tian Divine Palace. Even if they reported it, no one would pay attention to them.

"Qiu Changkong, don't be arrogant. Lu Ming is the Dongtian Divine Guard. If he knew about this, he would never give up."

Huachi shouted on the peak of the mountain gate of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

"Lu Ming, hehe, you advise you not to look forward to Lu Ming. He probably has seen the King of Hell long ago."

Qiu Changkong sneered.

"Impossible? Qiu Changkong, are you farting? How could Lu Ming have something wrong? You are not dead. How could Lu Ming die?"

Hua Chi shouted.

"Huachi!"

Qiu Changkong roared, and a cold murderous intent burst out from his body, and a mountain-like aura appeared on his body, which was extremely terrifying.

"Half-step king, you... have you actually reached the realm of half-step king?"

Lin Xueyi screamed incredibly.

At this moment, the aura emitted by Qiu Changkong was indeed the aura of a half-step king.

It seems that during this period, Qiu Changkong's cultivation has also made great progress. His cultivation has broken through to the peak of the ninth level of the Wushu Sect. With a trace of thunder, he is indeed a half-step king.

Ling Potian, Huachi, Shangguan Ming, Yan Quan and others all turned extremely ugly.

It took so long that Qiu Changkong's cultivation level had actually reached the level of a half-step king, which was really terrible.

Qiu Changkong sneered, proudly looking at Lin Xueyi and others like an ant. Finally, he looked at Huachi and shouted coldly: "Huachi, you are so brave. I am the Emperor's God Guard. You, a prince of a devastated country, dare to scold me. You are simply seeking death. Now, I will give you a chance, kneel down, kowtow to me in public and admit your mistakes. I can consider giving you a dog's life."

"Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. Qiu Changkong, if you have the ability, you can kill me. If you want me to kneel down and admit your mistake, it is impossible!"

Hua Chi shouted coldly, not giving Qiu Changkong any face.

"court death!"

Qiu Changkong's eyes turned cold, his palm was like a sword, and he slashed out with one palm.

call out!

A sword of lightning instantly crossed the void and slashed towards Huachi.

It’s too fast to describe it. It’s too late for Lin Xueyi, Ling Potian and others to rescue him.

"Eighth Prince, be careful!"

An old figure suddenly rushed out beside Huachi, with a vast aura rising from his body and a sword light slashed out.

But this sword light was broken like tofu under the sword light of Qiu Changkong.

puff!

Blood light burst out, and this old figure was split into two halves by Qiu Changkong's sword light.

"Grandpa Emperor!"

Huachi let out a shocking roar.

The one who stood in front of Huachi was the last old emperor in the royal family and the last strong man from the ninth level of Wuzong, who died like this.

The old emperor has always stood beside Huachi so that he could take action in time and save Huachi's life.

"Ah, Qiu Changkong, I and you will never stop!"

Huachi's eyes were red and he stared at Qiu Changkong.

"Just relying on you, an ant thing, I want to die with me, die!"

Qiu Changkong shouted coldly, and another sword light slashed out.

Clam!

This time, Lin Xueyi was prepared, and her aura surged. A sword light slashed out and slashed towards Qiu Changkong's sword light.

boom!

A shocking roar followed by a figure retreating wildly.

It was Lin Xueyi. At this moment, he was trembling all over. Everyone saw that there was a deep scar on Lin Xueyi's chest and blood was flowing.

Sisi...

A sound of gasping sounded.
Chapter completed!