The Peerless Emperor

The more he fought against each other, the more shocked Liu Maoyu's heart was. Lin Qian was able to contend with himself head-on for so long without being defeated when his realm was just between the Open Realm and the Palm Star Realm.

In every collision, the opponent's strength is not inferior to his own.

Of course, strength alone is far from enough. He knows this very well. If his own defense can't keep up, the strength of the shock under the impact of the force alone is enough to make people unbearable.

But at least for the moment, Lin Qian had no discomfort at all with the impact of this intensity on the force of the shock, and he completely carried it down.

"Can a human body be so powerful?" After separating from Lin Qian, Liu Maoyu's heart remained shocked. In many cases, he clearly blasted the opponent's body guard spirit.

Of course, his soul was also shattered under the collision.

Often at this time, when they are taking advantage of themselves, their body is made of metal, which is much stronger than the flesh and blood body of the other human race.

But in Lin Qian's body, it seems that this situation does not exist at all, and the opponent will not fall into the wind under the frontal collision.

It feels like the other person's body is also made of steel, not flesh and blood.

At the very least, under the current physical collision, he didn't ask for any advantage. The only thing Liu Maoyu hopes is to consume the other party alive with the strength of his soul.

But it was very obvious that his own current plan was completely in vain. After fighting for so long, Lin Qian showed no signs of exhaustion of his spirit energy. It was completely different from the spirit energy capacity that his realm should have.

"A terrible opponent!" This was Liu Maoyu's evaluation of Lin Qian. He couldn't imagine that if the opponent's realm had truly reached the palm star realm, or even reached the ninth stage of the palm star realm like him, So can I still fight with him for so long?

No way!

This is the answer in Liu Maoyu's heart. At the same time, he also clearly realizes that Lin Qian will definitely not be able to continue to live. The threat to his life is too great.

Originally, the Wei family was a threat. Wei Ziliang and his line were too tyrannical.

Now that Wei Ziliang is injured, Wei Wushuang and Wei Qingqing Hongchen have failed to train their hearts. They don't know when they will recover.

Among the fourth generation children of the Wei family, there was no one to carry the tripod. Therefore, the five overlord-level forces of the 36th World of Nandou had relaxed their vigilance against the Wei family.

But now, the Wei family has a fourth-generation leader, a true king of the fourth generation.

It was the apprentice of Emperor Zhen Wei Wushuang, Lin Qian in front of him.

"Where is he waste, where is he burden, he is simply the unparalleled figure who reappeared in the four generations of the Wei family!" Liu Maoyu roared in his heart, and looked at Lin Qian with vigilance." No, you can never live or die!"

At this moment, in Lin Qian's gaze, Liu Maoyu suddenly went mad, the spirit energy in his body was outputted wildly, and a dazzling purple thunder began to appear on the surface of his body, condensing his body.

The terrifying power and breath instantly appeared on his body.

Previously, Liu Maoyu didn't display all his strength, but wanted to test how strong Lin Qian's power was and how much his limit was.

But as the test time continued to extend, Liu Maoyu felt even more thrilling.

He knew that time could no longer be delayed, it was time to use his true power to kill Lin Qian.

Crackling!

Liu Maoyu, bathed in purple thunder, seemed to be the Thunder God alive, full of killing intent, locked on Lin Qian's body.

"It looks like I'm ready to use real life." Seeing Liu Maoyu's current situation, coupled with the intense murderous intent of the opponent, Lin Qian didn't know what he was planning in his heart.

He could also clearly feel that in the opposing party's rich murderous intent, there was also the vigilance and scruples towards himself.

Obviously, the other party felt that he was a threat and must be completely wiped out.

"Kill!" The roar from Liu Maoyu resounded everywhere, and he also turned into a purple light of thunder, dashing towards Lin Qian, as if thunder across the horizon.

In the high sky directly above, there was also a violent roar resounding, as if responding to Liu Maoyu.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and a deep black thick cloud appeared in the sky, and this area immediately became extremely dim.

boom!

After the thunder sounded, the purple thunder with the thickness of the bowl suddenly fell from the sky and slammed down at the location where Lin Qian was, full of power.

Lin Qian hurriedly backed away, avoiding the thunder pillar that crashed down from the sky!

A fool can see that the power of this Thunder will definitely not feel good if it is hit head-on by this Thunder.

In the next moment, thunderstorms, like a thunder dragon, swooped down from the sky, staring at Lin Qian's constant bombardment.

In the low altitude, Lin Qian kept turning and tumbling, avoiding the thunder that struck him.

At this moment, this piece has already turned into a sea of ​​fire, the earth is pitch black with thunder, the spirit wood is ignited, and the gas is blazing flames.

"Hmm!" At this moment, Lin Qian could not evade for a while, was hit by a thick-mouthed Thunder Dragon, and groaned in pain, unbearable.

After being hit by this thunder, Lin Qian’s avoiding figure was also greatly affected. As his figure was slow, more thunder fell on him, and under the constant bombardment, it made him seem to be bathed in Amidst the purple thunder, green smoke was all over his body.

In an instant, Lin Qian's entire body was covered in purple thunder light.

"Your Majesty!" On the one hand, Zhao Long saw this situation, furious, and hurriedly wanted to rush to help.

But at this time, a big river condensed out of thin air, and stopped in front of him. He Zhou walked along the water, looking at Zhao Long: "If you want to go to rescue, I am afraid it is too late."

"Damn it, Wushuang!" Zhao Long roared, and instantly turned on Wushuang mode, rushing over, in a desperate posture.

"Lei Hai Anger is also my fame skill, and it is your honor to die under this trick." Liu Maoyu watched the thunder gradually stop ahead, and the scorched black figure that fell from midair softly sighed. .

When Liu Maoyu turned around and was about to deal with Zhao Long and the other four generations of Wei family children, he suddenly noticed something, and turned around quickly, looking at the one who got up from the ground with a stunned look. Charred stature.

The scorched black peeled off like crumbs, revealing the unharmed Lin Qian.