Chapter 340: Faith collapses

(Three shifts)
Is one punch enough?
As soon as the four characters came out, the whole world was silent.
"What are you talking about?" Doti looked at a fool and beat him with a punch? Even though he is a world-destroying-level powerhouse, he still has the confidence to survive. This Chinese person dare to say that he beat him with a punch.
Arrogant!
It is arrogant!
Countless strong people around are taking a breath, but this time, they all have learned a lesson, and they will no longer make any stupid actions like self-defeating.
"If you block the sword of the Old Testament, do you think you are determined to win?" A strong man sneered in his heart. Even if this Chinese emperor blocked the sword of the Old Testament, he would defeat a round table holy rider with a punch. This is simply ignorance, arrogant to the limitless.
Could it be that he really thought he was a world destroyer?
Others took a breath, but they had other thoughts in their minds.
What if this Huaxia Qingdi did it?
Suddenly, many people shook their heads secretly, suppressing this incredible idea in their hearts.
Impossible, defeating a Round Table Paladin with one punch is definitely not something a disaster-level powerhouse can do.
Qin Xuan smiled leisurely when everyone was shocked, sneered, and still inconceivable.
He paused slightly, just so that he was no more than ten steps away from this step.
At the moment he paused, the nine flood dragons behind Qin Xuan had completely exploded.
Nine Dragons roared together, dancing like a celestial demon, dancing wildly in the air, chanting to the moon.
At the same time, the wind was howling, and at the moment when Kowloon was rushing, a terrifying force slowly rose from Qin Xuan's body.
Qin Xuan's eyes seemed to contain the stars of the sea, as if incarnate as a giant in the starry sky, sweeping through the ages, invincible.
This is a kind of aura, but the faces of all the strong in the scene suddenly turned pale.
They had never seen such a majestic and terrifying aura. It seemed that the other party was no longer human, but the who looked down on the world.
The power of the gods is no better than this.
Duo Ti's face also changed slightly, but he still didn't believe that he would be defeated by a punch.
"The light will last forever!"
He roared, straddling the heavenly horse and glaring at the nine blood dragons flying into the sky. At this moment, all the sacred powers of the whole body erupted, dyeing the sky into daylight, turning it into a huge shield, and enclosing it.
Facing Duo Ti, Qin Xuan's expression was indifferent.
Suddenly, he moved.
The whole person seemed to disappear into the heavens and the earth, only the pair of nine dragons with Moon Changyin rushed towards Duo Ti at this moment.
Before everyone could react, they discovered that Duo Ti's figure had already retreated.
Among the nine blood-colored Chinese dragons roaring together, Duo Ti's figure resembled a shooting star, and he backed away an unknown number of meters in an instant.
"That is……"
All the people present were strong, and they stared attentively and finally found Qin Xuan's figure.
In front of the huge Shield of Light, a fist, but the size of a sandbag, seemed to contain endless power, knocking Duo Ti into the air.
Qin Xuan's fist was close to the Holy Shield of Light, and the nine dragons behind him opened their hideous mouths in the void, devouring everything.
Click!
Suddenly, a crack appeared on the light shield.
"This is impossible!"
Duotian is almost crazy, and the light and holy power in his body is all pouring out, but he can't resist it? He even began to use secret methods, his body gradually became old, and for a moment it seemed as if his whole person had been several decades old, turning into a gray-haired old man.
But the old man is now splitting his eyesight, showing bruises, and his face is hideous.
boom!
There was another explosion. He even had to use secret methods to sacrifice life span, but it was still difficult to make up for the cracks on the Divine Shield of Light. Not only that, under that seemingly insignificant fist, for an instant, the Divine Shield of Light was full of cracks. .
"This is absolutely impossible, I don't believe it! How can the stalwart God of Light, a mere pagan, outperform your most loyal believer so easily." Duo Ti's voice was hoarse, full of madness, and his eyes were almost Staring out blood.
boom!
Finally, in front of a mountain, Duo Ti's figure stopped. His body and the Holy Shield of Light were like a ball, fiercely embedded in the mountains under Qin Xuan's fist, and the surrounding forests had already turned into dust.
"I do not believe!"
Duo Ti screamed, but it seemed like a candle in the wind, unable to return to heaven.
Under Qin Xuan's fist, the hard-supported Shield of Light finally exploded and turned into countless radiances. With Dotti as the center, the surrounding mountains were constantly cracking, the surrounding soil turned up and cracks spread. .
Qin Xuan's fist was like a broken bamboo, but it suddenly stopped in front of Duo Ti's chest.
Qin Xuan stepped on his feet, and his figure soared in the air and landed on a raised rock in the distance.
Moonlight poured down on Qin Xuan's body, as if a layer of moonlight was cast on his body, dazzling.
Everyone had already been dumbfounded and dumbfounded at the moment when Duo Ti was blasted back. When the dust settled, the Azure Emperor bathed in moonlight like a god, and the old round table saint lingering in the cracks in the mountain Riding has already told them the answer.
With just one punch, the Huaxia Qingdi defeated the Round Table Paladin, Duo Ti, and a peerless strong man who had been abroad for many years.
They seemed to never forget this moment forever, and seeing it, their eyes were full of awe and nothing else.
Qin Xuan stood with his hand in his hand, out of the dust like a fairy, he quietly looked at Duo Ti.
"I, Qin Changqing, never fail to speak!"
Duo Ti's face was full of despair. He didn't even look at Qin Xuan. He just lowered his head and looked at himself with his hands as old as dead wood with a trembling whole body.
He has practiced ascetic for decades, has been devout in the Holy See of the Light for decades, and he has cultivated as hard as he can.
Before he knew it, there was even a smear of dead gray in his eyes, and his pupils were dilated.
Qin Xuan looked down at Duo Ti, his eyes calm, without the joy of the winner, as if everything was expected.
"This is the light of your faith? This is the eternity of your faith?"
Qin Xuan said lightly: "It seems that what you believe in is not worth mentioning!"
At this moment, Duo Ti suddenly raised his head, he stared at Qin Xuan, his old face was full of inexplicable emotions.
"I said, there is no eternity in this world, can you be convinced?"
Qin Xuan looked at Duo Ti, his voice was like wind, he didn't yell or exerted half pressure, only the extremely plain words lingered in the night.
Duo Ti’s body was licking, and his lips were constantly licking. Finally, he lowered his head, lowered his once high above, looking down at the heads of thousands of believers, lowered his belief that light is eternal, and he believes that light is immortal. Skull.
"clothes!"
In the long enough tremor, Duo's voice was hoarse, as weak as a mosquito.
There was no sadness or joy in Qin Xuan's expression, and he said indifferently: "I once said that the light in your mouth is just the brag of the believer. Can you be convinced?"
Duo Ti’s body is violent. He once stood at the top of the world and had everything, but now, he seems to be a dying old man, and the constant confession is just like the fear in his heart.
"clothes!"
He grabbed the dirt with his old hands, almost roaring and raising his head, that old face was already full of tears.
"I once said, can you be convinced if you beat you with a punch?"
Qin Xuan was wearing Yuehui and watching quietly.
"Serve, serve, serve..."
Duoting was almost crazy, and he kept repeating a word.
Qin Xuan then faintly retracted his gaze, and with a leap, he swept the night like a real dragon.
The world is ignorant, thinking that what you believe is everything. That's why there are so-called theocracy, there are unscrupulous people who play with the world, claim that the gods are high, but sit and enjoy everything to play with the world.
He didn't kill Duo Ti. The faith of this round-table holy knight had already been destroyed by his punch. His faith collapsed and Duo Ti was no different from a dead person. Why should he kill?
In the eyes of Zhu Qiang, Qin Xuan slowly left, but this scene will be remembered by the strong around forever.
"Is this the Huaxia Qingdi?" The Duke of Ala was almost dull, and then there was only one thought in his mind.
Never provoke this person, absolutely not!
There was even a trace of fear in his heart, and he destroyed a light knight with just one punch, especially the last few words, which completely destroyed Duo Ti's beliefs.
This is definitely more terrifying than killing Dotti. Killing is nothing but death, and faith is immortal.
However, this Chinese emperor easily destroyed a devout who believed in the whole life of the Holy See of Light.
devil!
As the blood monk, the spokesperson of the devil, there is a fear in the heart of the Duke of God at this moment. Can it easily destroy the belief of a Round Table Paladin, even if it is a devil, can it easily be done?
He looked at the old Dotti who had fallen in the mountains, and listened to the vaguely ‘service’ words. At this moment, the Duke of God seemed to fall into an ice cellar, his whole body growing cold.
...
Mo Er and Mu Xi were worried, walking back and forth in the room anxiously.
In front of the door, Say was blocking like a mountain, and his expression was full of helplessness.
He was ordered to trap Mu Xi in the room, and this did not allow Mu Xi to go to the extremely dangerous place ahead.
Suddenly, the door was opened, and Say was stunned and looked at the door warily.
Soon, his face was frozen, and he looked at the Asian youth in disbelief.
"Qin Xuan!"
When Mu Xi saw the incoming person, his face was full of uncontrollable ecstasy.
Mu Xi almost confided in her voice, "You, won?"
"I won." Qin Xuan smiled softly and looked at Mu Xi.
"that……"
"I'm going back to China!" Qin Xuan smiled, and then he turned around leisurely.
Above the palace, Qin Xuan stood with his hands in his hand, and smiled faintly at the moonlight of Xinlun.
He knew that the name of Huaxia Qingdi would be famous in the world after tomorrow.
It's just that he doesn't care.
Because the two words Qingdi will be famous for thousands of years in the endless star sky and the vast immortal soil.
The moonlight is like silver, hazy like illusion, but a shadow fades away in this Xinlun Palace, and gradually disappears.

Today’s three shifts, two chapters, I feel my body is hollowed out,
Rest and fight again tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)