Immediately afterwards, Qin Yu made a slight grab, and a big hand emerged from the void, holding the short blade in his hand.
"You think you can control this short blade?" The Ancient God leader shouted, trying to take back the short blade.
Qin Yu just glanced at him and punched out with a force like a raging wave, pushing across quickly.
"You, a mere Daluo Jinxian in the early stage, want to kill me? Dream on!"
The Ancient God Cult leader looked at the fist falling from the sky with disdain in his eyes.
puff!
The moment he finished speaking, his body exploded into a cloud of bloody mist, leaving no corpse behind.
"Who told you that I'm in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian?" Qin Yu snorted coldly.
The moment the Ancient God fell, the short blade seemed to lose control.
Seeing this, Qin Yu grabbed it in his hand.
hiss hiss hiss!!!
Seeing the Ancient God Cult leader being killed instantly with one punch, the people who were originally marveling at the terrifying treasure were suddenly stunned and stood still like stone sculptures.
Everyone's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of their body.
The Ancient God Cult leader was killed with just one punch?
The situation reversed so quickly that no one could react.
How could the Ancient God Leader, who was originally confident of victory, turn into a bloody mist in the blink of an eye?
This was horrible, beyond their imagination.
"What did I see, what happened?"
"Am I dreaming?"
"The Ancient God Cult Leader is dead?"
Everyone was amazed and completely shocked.
All of their eyes were focused on Qin Yu.
The disciples and elders of the Ancient God Cult felt their scalps tingling and their whole bodies were shaking like sieves.
"The leader is dead? Our Ancient God Cult is finished!"
"What kind of monster is that guy?!"
Some people with lower realms were frightened to the point of collapsing on the ground with lifeless eyes.
Their proud leader was killed instantly!
"Hand over the treasure!"
Suddenly, several figures appeared a hundred meters away, all of them majestic and shining brightly.
Qin Yu glanced around and found that all of these people were at the level of Daluo Jinxian or above.
In other words, they are all the leaders of a certain sect.
"Are you here to die too?" Qin Yu asked coldly, his voice as if coming from the underworld.
"Hand over that short blade, otherwise you will die here today." The leader of a Taoist sect spoke, looking at him hungrily.
"Then you will die."
Qin Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense and disappeared in an instant.
The sword flashed and the head fell to the ground.
In just one breath, the body of a Taoist leader exploded instantly.
"Hunting time."
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