Peerless Pill God

The unknown battle sword that Wei Wanjun summoned actually had spiderweb-like cracks appearing. Then, these cracks spread out at an incredible speed like a spreading plague.    

Finally, it was broken into nine pieces.    

"Uh. . . "    

Wei Wanjun coughed out blood. The battle sword was summoned by his battle spirit. With the connection of the origin, the battle sword was destroyed. Wei Wanjun felt a splitting headache coming on. It was as if the cephalo- was going to explode, and his face turned pale.    

However, Qin Sheng didn't stop. He unleashed a monstrous purple fist imprint, and it struck Wei Wanjun's chest with a tremendous force.    

Bang!    

Wei Wanjun felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow from an Eighth Order Congenital greater demon. His innate talisman armor had completely exploded, and his sternum had also been shattered. A large part of his body had collapsed, and his internal organs had all been shattered. The blood came out of his mouth with a rumbling sound.    

Bang!    

Qin Sheng didn't show any mercy. He stepped on Wei Wanjun's face, causing his originally handsome face to crack. His face was filled with bloods, and he simply didn't have the slightest ability to resist.    

Everyone on the Group Meeting was petrified, including Son of God, Shi Lian, who stood up from the courtyard in the distance.    

"He. . . He's not dead?" Shi Lian murmured in disbelief.    

Shi Lian was one of the ten great Saints of the Holy House of the Day. Although he was ranked at the bottom, he was still a Son of God. He had seen a lot of big scenes. Even the battle between the abode realm experts did not shock him as much as today.    

Not only did Qin Sheng not die, but he had also destroyed Wei Wanjun's battle spirit. He had stepped on Wei Wanjun's face and destroyed his dignity and bottom line.    

This was too powerful. Qin Sheng was so powerful that he didn't leave any bottom line for them to meet again in the future.    

"The heavens have given us great responsibilities. Break his hand, cripple his battle spirit, and then trample on his face. Only then can we become great!" Qin Sheng sneered. He had actually spoken the ancient language, but these ancient words had all been changed. He wanted to use this method to ridicule Wei Wanjun.    

"You. . . "    

When Wei Wanjun heard this, he was so angry that he spat out three liters of blood. His face was pale, and his life was hanging by a thread.    

"Stop!"    

A loud shout came from the sky. Lu Hong, who had been watching coldly from afar, moved. His speed was unbelievably fast, and he appeared in front of Qin Sheng in a split second.    

Lu Hong was wearing a gray robe and was following the wind. He was emitting a terrifying Qi. He lowered his head and looked at Wei Wanjun, who was breathing heavily and rarely. His face was so gloomy that it could drip water.    

He also came from the Ziyang Peak. Now that he saw his junior disciple being humiliated like this, his anger was ignited.    

"Let go!"    

Lu Hong's eyes were as cold as a Congenital greater demon. He stretched out a finger, and a wisp of elemental energy wrapped around it. After that, he suddenly flicked his finger.    

"Swoosh!"    

The dense elemental energy was like a divine arrow in the distance. It carried a long trail of fiery light, and it was accompanied by a terrifying and monstrous aura as it shot explosively towards Qin Sheng's body.    

The distance between them was just too close. Qin Sheng's pupils suddenly shrunk into two black dots. He threw out both of his fists with a loud bang. His fists were emitting a dazzling purple rune light. Behind him, a huge whale that made people feel suppressed swam past.    

"Bang!"    

Qin Sheng took eighteen heavy steps back. Every step he took left a shoe print of nearly half a meter on the ground. He lowered his head to look at his fist.