Invincible Scanning System

Chapter 151

Before the punch of the strong man landed, the tyrannical wind pressure formed turned into a terrifying attack, like a knife like a sword, capable of harvesting life.

You also try my fist.

Qi Xiaosheng yelled violently, shook his fists, and a fierce energy emerged from his fists.

This aura was gray in color, and turned into terrifying grimaces, exuding a dangerous and deathly aura, as if a punch was about to catch the enemy's life and devour human flesh and blood.

Emperor Wu died.

This is a ruthless move full of death.

With this move, ghost faces all over the sky pounced away, and the surrounding wind pressure cut it, but was swallowed and crushed by the ghost faces one by one.

Actually fight me hard

The brawny man showed a sneer.

He was born with supernatural power, and with a wave of his arms, he could hold eight horses.

Such a punch is enough to kill a person.

pop.

The next moment, the fists of the two collided in one place, and there was an ear-piercing scream, and the wind pressure vented in all directions, even turning into an invisible ripple.

Under this ripple, the surrounding trees broke instantly, and sand and stones flew around, making it impossible to see.

The eighth prince also secretly thought that something was wrong, and hurriedly activated the zhenqi body protection.

pop.

With a soft sound, the ripple hit the Eighth Prince's protective body, causing the Eighth Prince's body to sway.

When he stabilized his figure and took a closer look, he found an astonishing scene.

I saw that the strong man who was born with supernatural power was knocked down on the ground, holding his fists and grinning.

His fist was originally the size of a casserole pot, but now it was like a washbasin, but his hand was broken and swollen.

Looking at the enemy, he remained motionless, like a majestic mountain.

How is it possible, the competition of strength actually lost.

The eighth prince gasped, feeling the horror of the enemy.

Zheng.

At this moment, a sword qi struck again, cutting on the strong man's neck, drawing a bloodstain.

However, the strong man survived by relying on his physical strength.

Hey, when I cultivated my grandfather, I not only have great strength, but also a strong defense. No matter how sharp your sword is, you can't kill me.

The strong man roared angrily, turned over and stood up, and punched out again regardless of the injury to his hand bones.

can't kill you

Qi Xiaosheng sneered, his hands formed into palms, and raging flames even burst out from the palms.

Emperor Wudi Shenhuo.

Qi Xiaosheng slapped his palms out like thunder, accompanied by red palms, like a dragon roaring.

boom.

The palms filled with flames hit the strong man's body, and in an instant, the scorching flames burned on his body.

The body of the strong man was thrown upside down and fell to the ground, with flames still burning on his body.

He screamed in pain and rolled on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames.

But what Qi Xiaosheng hit with this palm was not a pure flame, but a red fire transformed by a masculine and powerful qi, which was difficult to extinguish.

The red fire is fierce,

But to smelt the divine iron, although the strong man's external skills are powerful, it is difficult to resist the burning of the red fire, and it is turned into a pile of coke in an instant.

After killing the strong man, only the Eighth Prince remained before Qi Xiaosheng's eyes.

The eighth prince was glanced at by Qi Xiaosheng, his heart felt as if he had fallen to the bottom of the valley, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back.

He felt like he was being watched by the god of death.

I am the Eighth Prince of Dagan. A mere prince can't kill me, otherwise your relatives and your kingdom will be buried with you, and everyone will die.

The Eighth Prince threatened with a stern look, his face pale.

Even his most powerful subordinate was easily killed, and the eighth prince also understood the horror of the person in front of him.

I said, those who stand in my way will die.

Qi Xiaosheng ignored him at all, and walked towards the Eighth Prince step by step.

The eighth prince was so frightened that his face paled and he had no intention of fighting, so he turned around and ran away.

Qi Xiaosheng snorted coldly, and with a finger of sword energy burst out, it shot directly at the Eighth Prince's mind.

The Holy Emperor is merciful and cannot kill him.

Mu Ruying's exclamation came from behind.

It's a pity that it's too late, Qi Xiaosheng has already sent out his sword energy, and he will never take it back.

The Eighth Prince also felt this terrible sword energy, and just one sword energy made him feel the threat of death.

The Eighth Prince felt the cold wind behind him, and his feet touched the ground, trying to escape.

But that sword qi was like a tarsus, unexpectedly following it, and he couldn't dodge it.

I'm the Eighth Prince of Daqian. I was born a dragon and a phoenix. How could I die?

The eighth prince roared unwillingly, and tried his best to mobilize his true energy, and injected it into the long sword in his hand.

Zheng.

This sword is cut out, containing the universe, as if opening up a small world.

This is the mystery of the Daqian royal family's mentality.

However, Qi Xiaosheng's sword cut through the universe, split the small world, and shattered the long sword in the Eighth Prince's hand.

puff.

The eighth prince was pierced through the heart with a sword and died on the spot.

At this time, Mu Ruying and Lan Lingfeng rushed over.

Seeing the tragic death of the Eighth Prince, Mu Ruying's expression changed, and she finally sighed.

Holy Emperor, you are too impulsive.

After all, we are the princes of the Daqian Dynasty, but you killed the prince of the Dagan Emperor, and you are an enemy of the Dagan Emperor. Mu Ruying sighed.

That's right, although the Hundred Dynasties Grand Meeting is a fair competition, and life and death depend on one's ability, everyone understands that killing the heir of the Daqian prince is tantamount to courting death. Lan Lingfeng also said.

I have long been hostile to Emperor Daqian, killing his son at this moment can only be regarded as collecting some interest.

Qi Xiaosheng snorted.

The Great Emperor deliberately targeted him and sent him to the base camp of the Seventh Prince of the Demon Kingdom. How could he not guess it?

He must avenge any grudge, and from that moment on, he decided to destroy the Great Emperor.

At this moment, while he was talking, he was looking up at the sky, his eyes passed through layers of space, and pierced through the mirror map of the universe, as if he was looking at the Emperor Daqian.

This son deserves to die.

Daganhuang slapped the table in front of him with his palm, smashing the marble tabletop into pieces.

What's the reason for Emperor Qian? It's just a fair competition. If you can't compete to death, you can only blame yourself for your lack of strength. The disciple of the Rong family said seriously.

The hundred dynasties event is not only to get rid of some backward princes for the dynasty, but also to select talents for Zhongzhou.

That Great Han Sage Emperor is very good. From the current point of view, he is the most outstanding talent in this grand event, and he must not be killed.

The military disciple also glanced at Emperor Daqian, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

Disciples from other families also expressed their views that they value the Great Han Sage Emperor very much.

For a moment, Emperor Daqian looked gloomy and terrifying.

However, in an instant, Emperor Daqian lost his breath, his expression returned to normal, and he smiled instead, I'm sorry, everyone, I just got a little impulsive because of the death of my son.

But everyone is right, the grand event is a fair competition, life and death have their own destiny, no wonder people.

Besides, the Holy Emperor of the Han Dynasty is also a prince of the Dagan Dynasty and a subject of this emperor.

The emperor is equally happy that everyone has taken a fancy to him.

If Emperor Qian can really do this, that's good.

All the disciples in Zhongzhou glanced at each other, wondering how much they could believe the words of Emperor Daqian.