Then he attacked Xue He without slowing down.
Xue He on the opposite side had his five senses and six consciousnesses taken away, and he instinctively activated the Eternal Golden Body. Golden dragon scales appeared all over his body, protecting him.
"The Great Perfection of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Body!"
Tao Mo was shocked: "He has already reached the state of eternal immortality."
Xue Ping, who had been worried because his Hundred Battles Art was broken, finally felt relieved.
The next moment, the sword flashed like lightning!
Directly pierce through his eyebrows.
The sword intent burst out, directly destroying his soul.
Cheng Yun was not surprised at this result.
Lin Feng, a man of great luck, was able to kill a virtual immortal as soon as he entered the realm of Heavenly Venerate, and even rivaled the combat power of the true immortal.
As a person with great luck, Qin Wushuang was also cultivated by Cheng Yun, so he was naturally not inferior to Lin Feng.
For them, killing people of higher levels is as easy as eating and drinking water.
Plop!
Xue Ping was furious as he watched his brother die in front of him.
"You are so brave! You actually killed my brother in front of me!"
His eyes were bloodshot, murderous aura surged throughout his body, and he was roaring there.
Qin Wushuang was not afraid at all: "You can't even block my sword, and you still have the nerve to say you are from a top-level powerful clan."
Seeing that Xue Ping was about to go berserk.
Hu Lingling shouted, "Enough, Xue Ping."
"You guys raised the challenge."
"Wushuang also warned that there would be danger to life, but you did not stop it before the battle."
"If Wushuang wasn't strong enough just now, she would have been the one to die."
Tao Mo's butt was crooked, and he said, "Friend Hu, this was just a martial arts competition, but now someone has died. The Blood Dragon Clan is right to demand an explanation."
Lin Tian of the Huolin tribe nodded: "That's right, the human race must give an explanation."
Lin Su smiled and said, "I think this little sister is very good at fighting. Why not have another fight?"
Su Jiujiu quickly grabbed Hu Lingling and said, "This matter has nothing to do with us, just watch."
Hu Lingling said angrily: "She is my friend."
This is the standing position.
Yinglong simply picked up the wine glass and took a sip slowly, as steady as a rock, as if he was watching a group of clowns.
Tianhai Linglong had already stood up and said, "This fellow Daoist from the Huolin Clan, Wushuang is only at the Heavenly Venerable Realm. If you want to fight, why not let me fight with you?"
"After all, everyone's cultivation is comparable."
"Or, Xue Ping, you can go and stand up for your brother."
When these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked.
Everything fell silent.
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