Ji Qianming walked out of the portal, and the students tied in the corner, and Claire, who was beaten to death, frowned slightly.

Kidnapping? It's indeed a scum!

"Who are you? Where are you across the river?" Moge asked vigilantly when he saw Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming didn't say anything, and secretly sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power on these people, one Tongxuan and three Qianjun.

Qianjun is the second realm of the practitioners in the divine realm, corresponding to the second-level ability of the earth. However, if you fight against the Ye Wen ability, it is difficult to beat Qianjun, because Ye Wen's extraordinary ability does not have much attack power at this time. Instead, Qianjun realm can beat the second-level ability by using physical fitness and magic weapons.

This is the case with the second level, let alone the first level. Before the Ye Width is developed to the third level, it is difficult for those with abilities to fight with practitioners.

"He is dead." Ji Qianming, who entered the state of spiritual power, spoke coldly like a ruthless machine.

The practitioners in the house looked darker, looked at each other, and took out their magic weapons at the same time.

"A boy who is still not dry actually dared to come over alone, and there was another gift to Adam." Mogo sneered.

Ji Qianming stared at them coldly with scarlet eyes, and the fantasy Ye Wen flashed in his mind. Bai Xueji was embodied in his hands, his body sank slightly, and the power of the morning light condensed beside him.

The next moment, a afterimage dragged out in the air by the light golden holy robe, and Ji Qianming arrived in front of Li Ping in the blink of an eye.

"There is a sword in Beichen, [Summer Slash]!"

Everyone felt their eyes blurred, and a snow-white knife light was like a shallow crescent moon, gently passing by Li Ping's neck.

Li Ping's eyes widened, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Then he saw the house standing in a dizzy way, with his headless body standing there.

Blood gushed out and Li Ping's head fell to the ground.

Li Ping, a practitioner from Qianjun Realm, killed instantly with one sword!

The faces of the remaining three people changed instantly. Moge looked at the calm young man as if he was facing a great enemy. The attack just now was too fast, and when he realized it, he had no time to save people.

But he didn't care about these things. He was just a small pound of pounds. One less person can get one less reward when he went back, but the speed of this young man made him a little afraid.

Ji Qianming gently put Bai Xueji back into the sheath, suppressing the slight discomfort in his heart, and looked at the remaining three people.

Although Zhu Yan's spiritual power temporarily raised him to the third level, his chances of winning against four people were still not high. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness to kill the weakest one in seconds, the pressure would be reduced a lot.

Before, when facing the river, Ji Qianming used his mirror pupil to replicate Hanyuhara's sword skills. With the blessing of Chenxi and Zhu Yan's spiritual power, he burst out with a faster speed than Hanyuhara, so that he could kill one person in seconds.

However, the remaining three people were on guard, and the same moves might not work.

The bald man shouted loudly and took off the big sword behind him. His powerful spiritual power rolled over and his body was covered with a yellowish light.

"The second method of the Earth-breaking Sword Technique, Mountain Tribulation!"

The big sword in his hand flowed through it, and it was obviously a magic weapon. At this moment, he waved it very quickly, and a phantom of a mountain vaguely smashed towards Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming's expression remained unchanged. A finger pointed out from afar. The surging power of the morning light condensed on his fingertips, turning into a golden thread, and shooting towards the mountain.

boom!

A loud bang came, and the golden silk just fell gently on the mountain shadow, crushing the unparalleled mountain and making a collapse sound.

The bald man's big sword magic weapon could not stand the little golden thread and it collapsed into pieces. The bald man even spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Ji Qianming raised his eyebrows slightly, and this finger was pointed out naturally according to his appearance in the memory fragments. Unexpectedly, the lethality was so terrifying!

But the consumption is quite large. After this point, the dawn spots around Ji Qianming became much dimmed, but it was worth it to be able to kill another person in seconds!

"It's interesting, I can actually kill two of my subordinates in a row." Moge stood aside with his hands behind his back, watching his subordinates die tragically, but he had no intention of taking action.

As the only Qianjun Realm left on the field, Qingyi's face looked very ugly.

Fortunately, he was prepared, and a small blue bottle suddenly appeared in his hand, and a blue formation slowly emerged under Ji Qianming's feet.

"Ziwu Qinggang Formation, get up!"

Several mysterious runes flashed in the air, and countless sword auras formed a large blue formation, tying Ji Qianming into it.

Ji Qianming's expression became solemn. This was the first time he encountered the formation in the divine realm, and he did not dare to relax at all at this moment.

The array patterns flashed on the small green bottle, and the sword energy in the Ziwu Qinggang array shot out, stabbing Ji Qianming in all directions without leaving any blind spots.

Ji Qianming instantly calculated the trajectory of all the sword auras in his mind. Thirteen mirror swords rose into the sky, blue light burst out from the surface, and quickly rotated around him.

The thin and thin lenses are so sharp that they are about to cut the space. A light sweep is used to cut off the large area of ​​sword energy in the half.

Thirteen fragments of mirror swords formed around Ji Qianming, forming an absolute defense. None of the thousands of sword auras could enter Ji Qianming.

The cyan bottle in his hand is the eye of the array!

Ji Qianming's scarlet Zhu Yan's eyes saw through the flow of spiritual power at a glance. A mirror knife cut out the formation like lightning, directly cutting the blue bottle and the blue-clothed one into two pieces!

The Ziwu Qinggang Array suddenly dispersed.

At this moment, all three people in Qianjun Realm died!

Among them, Qingyi, who had been delaying Ji Qianming for the longest, only lasted for thirty seconds.

The people around Adam Academy were shocked, and the young man in light seemed to be a god of war, supporting all their hopes.

Not only them, but also the Adam Academy fighters who were hiding in the darkness were also confused. Who was this young man? He walked out of the portal and easily killed three people in a row. Should he go up?

Ji Qianming took a deep breath and looked at Moge coldly. The combat power of Tongxuan Realm was far beyond Qianjun's. Even if all the three people were resurrected just now, Moge only needed one hand to slap them to death again.

"Awesome!" Mogo applauded gently, his eyes full of surprise, "You are not from Adam Academy, are you? You can have such combat power at this age, and you are a rare genius even in the God Realm!"

"It's a pity... what I hate the most is the genius!"

Moge's face looked like a book, and he sneered in a ferocious way. The blood-colored spear in his hand buzzed, and it slowly twisted, turning into a bright red giant snake!

The giant snake spitted out a letter, and a strong smell of blood flowed out of its mouth, and Ji Qianming frowned.

"Damn, die!"
Chapter completed!