Published: November 30, -0001
“Qiu Tongguang, if you seek death, then I shall grant your wish.”
Fu Qiankun exuded a chilling aura, the murderous intent spreading the moment Qiu Tongguang made his move. In the past, when Qiu Tongguang was in power, he had been cautious and dared not even breathe loudly in front of Fu Qiankun. Unexpectedly, after more than two hundred years, this person actually dared to strike at him, truly bold.
Fu Qiankun's mind raced, and he quickly understood that the other strong individuals from the Bloodline Sacred Ground might have been gradually corroded by the Piao Miao Palace over the years. However, Qiu Tongguang was definitely among the first batch of strong warriors to pledge allegiance to the Piao Miao Palace. When he was captured by the Piao Miao Palace, Qiu Tongguang must have played a part in it.
At this moment, boundless murderous intent erupted from Fu Qiankun's body like a vast ocean.
Boom!
The terrifying murderous intent permeated the air, and all the strong individuals present felt the endless killing aura emanating from Fu Qiankun. Some ordinary Martial God experts couldn’t help but shudder.
“What a powerful murderous intent.”
Many leading experts from top forces, including Wan Baolou, couldn’t help but gasp in astonishment, their expressions serious. The former number one on the continent was indeed deserving of his reputation. Just from the killing intent that made them feel a chill, Fu Qiankun truly lived up to the title of the continent’s number one.
While those around felt such terrifying murderous intent, Qiu Tongguang, who was directly facing Fu Qiankun, felt it even more acutely. The killing intent made the true essence within him tremble.
“What’s going on? Isn’t Fu Qiankun heavily injured? How can his momentum be so fierce?”
Qiu Tongguang was secretly shocked but remained unperturbed. He was very familiar with the methods of the Piao Miao Palace. Fu Qiankun had been taken to the Piao Miao Palace for over two hundred years and had suffered countless tortures. Even if he had regained some cultivation, how much could he recover?
During these two hundred years, he had diligently practiced. His current cultivation had already reached the peak Martial God realm. Even during Fu Qiankun’s prime, he would dare to compete, let alone in his current heavily injured state. Qiu Tongguang was confident in his strength.
However, he didn’t expect Fu Qiankun’s murderous intent to be so intense that it made him feel as if he were approaching a prehistoric beast, involuntarily shivering with a hint of inexplicable fear.
Just as he focused his mind to launch a fierce attack against Fu Qiankun, he saw Fu Qiankun suddenly strike out with a powerful punch.
This punch exploded forth like a vast, black ocean of fist intent, the overwhelming murderous intent intensifying and crashing down.
“Die!”
Daring to challenge him, Qiu Tongguang, as a Supreme Elder of the Bloodline Sacred Ground, had colluded with the Demon Tribe and sided with the Piao Miao Palace, secretly plotting against him. At this moment, Fu Qiankun had no thoughts other than endless murderous intent. This endless murderous intent compelled him to unleash his strongest power without hesitation.
A punch that reached the heavens, sweeping away the invincible.
As the former number one on the continent, Fu Qiankun had cultivated countless secret techniques and possessed numerous ultimate moves, too many to count. Yet at this moment, he didn’t use any secret technique but simply the most straightforward and craziest punch.
Within this punch lay the anger and murderous intent he had endured for over two hundred years.
No defense, no reservations, he unleashed a full-powered punch that condensed all his fury, a kill without retreat.
Qiu Tongguang saw that Fu Qiankun was merely throwing a punch, not even using any imperial weapon. However, facing this punch, a strong sense of fear suddenly surged within him. What kind of cultivation could unleash such a terrifying punch?