Chapter 1429: Chapter 1528: The Intent Is Set
Qin Feng hadn’t killed anyone these days. He was kind-hearted. But these three wanted to kill Tiantian.
"Dead!"
Qin Feng’s killing intent was resolute. He immediately charged towards the man in the black robe with long hair and the silver-haired woman.
Though neither could barely awaken from their illusion, their power was too severely suppressed, far less than the bald man. Facing Qin Feng’s assault, he didn’t retreat at all and was quickly killed.
"Brother Qin of high rank..." Everything was so calm, Tiantian plunged into Qin Feng’s arms, thrilled and excited.
"We have fought for quite some time; we are sure to attract many experts. Let’s leave here first." Qin Feng couldn’t help but speak up. He immediately waved his hand, grabbed the space rings left by the dead bald man, the silver-haired woman, the long-haired man in black robe, and the "Sword Saint Order." Then he brought Tiantian, and Tiantian quickly flew away.
As he flew away, he also released his spiritual power, roaming around. Sure enough, within ten miles, eight people were watching him; within a hundred miles, nearly two hundred were approaching him.
"Who is that young man in white clothes? How could they be so fierce?"
"This is so powerful. It should be before one hundred and twenty-eight times Sword Destiny Meeting. This seems similar to what Qin Weentian recorded in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion Intelligence. Such a young man can have a real yuan strength of nine levels. It should be Qin Weentian. But his clothes have changed. It seems even he can’t swagger too much."
"Hmm, it must be him."
"This is really powerful. One-on-one, I’m afraid top experts like Zheng Yuandao and Yu Da would kill him. We must keep away from here."
Hidden experts retreated one by one secretly. Qin Feng ran very fast, without enough manpower. They dared not provoke Qin Feng.
Ring~
Finally, confirming the surrounding area was safe. Two figures flying at high speed stopped, Qin Feng and Tiantian both sighed in relief.
"How did you get here? Don’t you know it’s more dangerous than the Xu Yuanjing’s test ground? Qin Feng was a bit angry."
Master Qin’s virtual elder arena is also dangerous. People are everywhere, and fights happen all the time. The spell you gave me was forcibly used on the third day. I don’t know how I can stay there for a month." Tiantian pouted, saying wrong: "I really supported it later. I didn’t want to give up so quickly, so I wanted to try my luck here since I had the charm of nine layers of true yuan. The virtual zone does not allow its use, but it can be used here."
Qin Feng was dazed for half a day. Thinking, perhaps he really wronged Tiantian.
To real Origin Crystal experts, the virtual Origin Crystal competition site naturally wouldn’t be dangerous. However, for practitioners of the virtual Meta Realm, its danger level might far exceed the real Primordial Realm’s master of Origin Realm. Because in the virtual Meta Realm, the number of people participating in the Sword Blade Meeting is several times more than the real Primordial Realm, but the competition site doesn’t have the size of the real Primordial Realm, causing the entire arena to be overcrowded, constantly fighting. Unlike here, at least there are safe places where one can stay for a while.
Moreover, in the virtual Meta Realm, with so many people but only 32 slots, it makes the competition in the virtual Meta Realm extraordinarily fierce. Tiantian’s competition in the virtual Meta Realm wasn’t very dangerous?
"Brother Wujiang misunderstood you.
"Hahaha, there are solitary people here. So far, they dare to wander alone. They really want to die."
Adong had just participated in the competition for more than ten minutes before laughter suddenly came.
Oh!
With a gust of wind, only 13 people appeared on the road, among them, a big man colder: "Kid, please hand over all your ’Holy Sword,’ I can spare your life. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
Dong looked up seriously and said: "I also want a copy of Martial Arts Outsiders. Give it to me."
"Damn it, die!" The brawny man coldly chuckled, suddenly pounced towards Adong like a great bird spreading its wings.
However, his move was only halfway done, but time seemed to freeze, everyone appeared to be leisurely, the scene fixed on the sword.
The sword was initially tilted on Adong’s belt. Such a broken sword, no one dared look up. But suddenly, the sword pierced into the big man’s throat; hardly anyone could see.
The big guy’s Adam’s apple moved up and down. He wanted to speak but was stuck by the blade, unable to utter a word.
Adong’s expression remained unchanged. He was indifferent. "Now, can I have a Swordsman Order?"
He said seriously, so seriously like an innocent child.
"Wow..."
The long sword was pulled out, the injected blood finally flowed out, sprayed out, and the big man fell to the ground, shivering, er, er. He was originally Xu Yuan Level 9 Master, but died unexpectedly.
"Where’s your Swordsman Order?" Adong laughed at the other 12 people.
"Mother, let’s go!"
"Kill him!"
Despite fearing the other 12 people, 12 virtual Meta Level 9 Masters joined hands. In this virtual Meta environment, the competition site has become a top power, nearly invincible.
However, the shield’s sword is faster. Although his power is very limited, his killing power far exceeds all.
Only ten steps, three died.
The other nine finally began forming a frontline,
In battle formation, they stuck to a hundred steps, breaking the battle formation, instantly killed three people,
"Escape."
"My God."
"How can it be so strong! No such youth is recorded among the strongest in Heavenly Treasure Pavilion intel."
The six survivors completely collapsed. They threw their space rings one by one, trying to escape, but were killed by the young Dong. Only two people escaped the battle formation.
The virtual Meta Era’s arena is crowded, competitive, almost meeting opponents every time a distance is walked. Dong stepped by step, no matter who, and how many people he encountered, they crumbled away at one pace. It also shocked countless people.
The young Dong returned, bent down to pick up the 13 space rings one by one,
"Wow..."
In the space rings, a large number of "Swordsman Orders" flew out. He casually left the space rings only took away "Sword Saint Order"—the space rings contained many treasures, but he only wanted "Sword Saint Order," did not care about anything else in front of him.
If Qin Feng saw it, he would understand. No wonder the young man was so poor he couldn’t even drink 50 silver coins.
"Master, look, look!"
Above the Nine Heavens, a Master Ji Jin suddenly screamed, pointing down the mountain:
There aren’t many people observing the virtual environment. Most are in stronger real environments. But just now, he saw a scene, a Dong Clan person fighting with 13 real yuan Level 9 experts.
"Hmm?"
On Nine Auspicious Clouds, a white-clothed swordsman, holding a terrifying sword, looked back at the past. Not only him but many others around him looked curiously back at the past.
At this time, Adong was picking up the Sword Saint Orders one by one.
"Master," said the extreme master, "He killed them alone. At this time, thirteen Xu Yuan and ninth layer masters surrounded him; finally, nine masters also formed a battle formation, but all got defeated; only two escaped urgently."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, everyone felt somewhat unbelievable.
The battle formation formed by nine virtual Meta and nine Level masters, its strength absolutely can reach or even exceed the real elemental level, but even so, failed?
Look at this young man’s age. He’s not even twenty.
Before twenty having such talent, how terrifying can it be?
At that time, more and more people began focusing on Adong.
In the virtual meta exam site many people, they almost encounter opponents every time they walked a distance. Dong walked step by step, gambling regardless of encountering whom, a meeting how many people, they crumbled away under one pace. It also shocked countless people.
