Chapter 105: Get out of here, old man!

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  "Ah, oh, wow, uh, ah,"

  Suddenly a furious roar echoed through the imperial city, like a fierce tiger roaring in the mountains, and the wind howled as if it was about to move the sky. The brutal aura spread out.

  Yang Kun, the fourth son of Yang Hong, died in battle.

  Yang Hong sensed it at the first moment, but he was now in a critical juncture of his breakthrough and couldn't afford to be distracted, or else it wouldn't just be a simple roar, and he might have already broken through.

  "Not good." Qinglian was taken aback, her brow furrowed, "Yang Hong is charging into the Void Boundary Realm."

  From the furious voice just now, Qinglian felt a momentum of reversing heaven and earth, undoubtedly someone was forcibly breaking through against the heavens. From the sound, it's not hard to judge that this person must be Yang Hong, who had reached the peak of the 9th stage of Lianyun and was about to break into the Void Boundary. If he succeeded in breaking through, the consequences would be unthinkable.

  "Xiao Tian, you go to Huang Cheng, he's handed over to me." Qing Lian said immediately.

  Yang Hong was in a state of shock as he entered the Void Realm, using the massive and thick dragon energy pulled out from the depths of the earth to reverse his fate and forcefully break through.

  He is just one step away from entering the virtual boundary, but for five years, he has been unable to break through.

  The great army of the Dali Kingdom pressed in, and the two powerful guardians who had entered the Void Realm mobilized. If they didn't break through to the Void Realm, they would definitely not be a match for them.

  To Qin Tian, he didn't take it seriously at all.

  Just as I sensed Yang Kun's aura disappearing, I immediately became enraged and burst out in a fury, instantly drenched in sweat, my whole body soaked. At this moment, my anger was even more intense.

  "Dad, keep your composure." Yang Lin's eyebrows furrowed, and he was also furious, but this was a critical moment, and he absolutely couldn't lose his temper, or else the consequences would be unimaginable.

  On the side, Yun Man sat cross-legged, his eyes dull and lifeless, the astonishing aura rising from his body was slowly absorbed into the formation. In the center of the formation, a golden cauldron emitted white smoke that rose gently, which Yang Hong inhaled through his nose, deeply entering his dantian, forcibly reversing it.

  Yang Hong knew this was a crucial moment and couldn't afford to be distracted.

  The pain of losing a child is unbearable, and the hatred for Qin Tian increases tenfold. His forehead wrinkles like a mountain, and his chest burns with rage.

  Qinglian said so, Qin Tian's expression changed in shock.

  However, he didn't move, but stared blankly at Yang Biao. Although he didn't know what it meant to forcibly break through against the heavens, from the sound just now, it wasn't hard to judge that Yang Hong was furious, extremely furious. In a rage, one's mind must be in disarray.

  Haven't eaten pork and haven't seen pigs run?

  In the movie "Past Life", those cultivators were not all distracted at critical moments, with their minds empty of all laws, their spirits firmly guarded, and no external evil energy entering their bodies. Yang Hong's roar had already disrupted his spirit, because of Yang Kun's death.

  The son is dead, can a father not be heartbroken?

  That kind of pain Qin Tian could not feel, but he believed it must be very unbearable, especially for Yang Hong now, who was reversing the breakthrough and worrying about Yang Biao's safety. If his willpower was slightly distracted, it might lead to a reversal failure and serious injury.

  If Yang's eldest dies again, Yang Hong's mind will definitely be greatly disturbed, and it is impossible to impact the Void Boundary.

  At this thought, Qin Tian smiled coldly and said, "Auntie, don't worry, Yang Hong wants to charge into the Void Boundary, I definitely won't let him have his way."

  "Mao Mao, Super Wind Blade."

  Qin Tianyi shouted, the six-stage demon beast's body hair suddenly retreated, its two claws crazily grasped, and two huge gusts of wind instantly condensed into wind blades. Its muscles bulged, and with a force of ten thousand kilograms, it fiercely swung them out.

  Rumble...

  Yang Biao's eyes turned red with rage as he dodged and counterattacked in an instant, his body flashing by.

  Right after that, Mao Mao quickly and incomparably swung out two super strong gusts of wind, then immediately retreated. Qin Tian charged forward at this time, staring at Yang Biao who looked a bit disheveled, and coldly laughed, saying: "Your brother is waiting for you in hell, hurry up and go keep him company."

  "Qin Tian, you evil thief, return my brother's life!" Yang Biao's entire body suddenly changed, his bones bursting with a loud crack, his body constantly expanding, in the span of half a breath, he transformed into a giant, over five meters tall, a robust and majestic giant, with power lines all over his body flashing like heat waves.

  "Giant?" Qin Tian's heart skipped a beat as he secretly marveled at how crazy this world was, and how there truly was no limit to the techniques that existed.

  The five-meter-tall Yang Biao, with the Buddha of Carnage manifesting behind him, was even more powerful, blocking out the scorching sun in the sky. The blood-colored Buddha's aura was unparalleled, and its impact force was too intense.

  "Aunt, you get out of the way first." Qin Tian put away his fur, turned his head and said. Yang Biao's aura was extremely strong, the aura flowing through his body was even more terrifying, and the power he possessed could be imagined.

  Yang Biao is walking on a killing path and it's highly likely that he will release a devastating move that can destroy the heavens and earth.

  Qinglian immediately retreated hundreds of feet, his qigong surging even more wildly as he accumulated energy in preparation for the unexpected.

  Qinglian retreated, and Qin Tian had no extra worries. The dragon elephant divine power in his body surged out, and the power stripes on his body also rose up, not weaker than Yang Biao's giant form. Immediately after, the ancient ferocious god behind him also swelled up, holding a gigantic scythe in his arms, embracing it to his chest, and gazing at the Buddha of Slaughter with a cunning and sinister smile.

  "Hmm, hmm, hmm..."

  Yang Biao's nose was breathing like smoke, his whole body was bright red, being roasted by the scorching heat of the internal power, the explosive force of the Qi Gong, and the blood-red eyes, Qin Tian looked like a dead man.

  The ultimate killing technique of the Jue Sha Sect, the Giant Slaying Scripture.

  Yang Biao cultivated bitterly for ten years, finally achieving great success. At this time, his power was four times what it had been before. He felt the thick true energy flowing within him, and his hands seemed to grasp a tangible force. The feeling was indescribably comfortable, as if he were a king descending upon the world, looking down on all living things with disdain.

  Facing Qin Tian, Yang Biao burst into a loud and arrogant laughter. Immediately after, a torrent of attacks swept in like a stormy sea, killing the Buddha's virtual shadow. The Blood-colored Buddhist Beads controlled by the Buddha's hands shot out in all directions around Qin Tian, suspended in mid-air.

  The power contained within Buddha is incredibly great.

  Qin Tian's face sank, but he was not afraid in his heart.

  The chaotic power within the body had long been rampant, facing the giant-like Yang Biao, a killing intent flashed, and the speed was accelerated to the extreme, a phantom flashed in the air, and the lightning-fast attack struck.

  "Boom, boom, boom..."

  The blood-colored prayer beads emitted a fierce explosive sound, and the surrounding area was in chaos. The houses on both sides of the street collapsed, and the ground cracked deeply. The residents hiding in their homes didn't even have time to call out before they were shattered into powder, accompanied by rolling dust that drifted through the air.

  A loud "Clang..." sound.

  Qin Tian went crazy and suddenly retreated, his eyes changed, and his mind was shocked. "I didn't expect Yang Biao's power to be so profound."

  His body suddenly stabilized, and with a loud shout, he charged up again like a ghost.

  Yang Biao's eyes were filled with incredulity, the fifth-stage cultivator Qin Tian was actually able to withstand his giant killing blow, roaring like thunder, and once again frantically counterattacking, a powerful force condensed in his hand, a force of 100,000 kilograms suddenly pressed down.

  "Rumble!"

  A dull thud shook the sky.

  Qin Tian did not retreat half a step, and once again exerted his strength to violently strike upwards.

  "Rumble!" Another powerful impact sound.

  Qin Tian refused to retreat again, the power of chaos burst out, and his fists struck out violently once more, with a strength that was even greater than the previous two punches.

  "Boom!" The third impact, Yang Biao retreated several steps, his face pale, his body in extreme pain, gritting his teeth, he took a step forward, and counterattacked again.

  "Die!"

  Qin Tian let out a loud roar, and the power on his fists surged wildly, becoming even stronger than his previous three punches...

  Rumble...

  Yang Biao's massive body could no longer support itself, unable to bear the weight, and he fell to the ground with a thud, his face deathly pale, gasping for air like an ox, and in his heart, he couldn't imagine the enormity of Qin Tian's power, having lost their first contest of strength without any room for doubt.

  Yang Biao has been deposed.

  Qin Tian stepped on Yang Biao's chest with one foot and roared, "Yang Hong, you old thief, get out here..."

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  The Supreme Swordsman

  A dull knife, cutting off all sharpness in the world. Defying the heavens and fighting spirit, defeating countless strong people in the world. Fighting for survival, fighting for self-respect, fighting for the sake of fighting... This is the against-the-heavens path of a top-notch swordsman!