Gao Wu: You broke off the engagement at my 100th birthday banquet, do you dare take my punch?

The fluctuations in Qin Changsheng's qi and blood were too intense.

Let alone a pseudo-eighth-rank, even a second-rank would feel the surging power of blood and qi within Qin Changsheng's body.

This power even surged out of the body, forming a storm of qi and blood.

"Heh, it's somewhat unexpected, but you don't think that having this power will allow you to turn the tide, do you?"

Although the pseudo-eighth-rank was surprised, he did not panic.

The difference in strength between a sixth-rank official and a pseudo-eighth-rank official is too great.

That's a distance of hundreds of times.

Qin Changsheng's sudden increase in power is indeed remarkable.

But it is far from being a threat.

"We'll only know after we fight it out."

Qin Changsheng looked at the pseudo-eighth-rank, a smile playing on his lips.

There are no survivors left in Liyang City.

A city with a population of over one million simply cannot withstand the antics of two seventh-rank Grandmasters.

The fake eighth-rank official disregarded the threat and made the first move.

"Since you won't admit defeat, then I'll beat you until you surrender!"

"I'll see what else you've got up your sleeve!"

This time, the pseudo-eighth-rank unleashed an even more terrifying speed.

Even with Qin Changsheng's current eyesight, he could only see the enemy flash by, and the next moment the enemy would appear in front of him.

A slash came down.

Qin Changsheng was startled, not expecting that this pseudo-eighth-rank speed could be even faster.

This speed was beyond his reaction limit.

Fortunately, his body, honed by years of combat, reacted faster, striking the side of the longsword with a palm.

A pseudo-eighth-grade weapon is no ordinary weapon, and ordinary weapons cannot withstand the infusion of a grandmaster's life force.

In previous battles, he had consistently avoided direct contact with the longsword.

At this moment, one would instinctively avoid the long sword.

However, he had only just gained a surge of power.

I haven't fully adapted yet.

This palm strike was a little slow.

Qin Changsheng retreated several steps, avoiding vital points, but still sustained another wound.

"You are not yet able to adapt to the surge in power."

"Give up."

"I don't want to accidentally kill you and be blamed by the little princess."

The pseudo-eighth-rank grandmaster, confident of victory, began persuading the enemy to surrender once again.

If it weren't for the little princess pressing down on him, he would have killed Qin Changsheng long ago.

It wouldn't have dragged on until now.

If we can't catch Qin Changsheng.

He could not escape punishment for the crime of accidentally destroying Liyang City.

Therefore, he was in a hurry.

Qin Changsheng remained calm, still adjusting to the surging power within his body.

When his bloodline was first unleashed, his power increased tenfold.

In just a short time, the surge continues.

"Thirty times the strength... I now possess nearly two million jin of vital energy."

"The feeling of having power is wonderful."

Qin Changsheng couldn't help but be captivated and intoxicated by his current power.

But he knew very well that this power was not permanent.

And there will likely be a price to pay.

"That's enough."

"Pseudo-eighth-rank..."

Qin Changsheng looked up at the enemy.

The enemy was unaware of Qin Changsheng's current terrifying power.

This is thanks to Qin Changsheng's mastery of his own strength.

He could only sense that there was a terrifying surge of blood and energy within Qin Changsheng's body.

"How about we be more peaceful? You come back with me, and I won't lay a hand on you again."

"This way, it's better for everyone."

The Blood God Clan's pseudo-eighth-rank member didn't want to continue the boring battle.

However, Qin Changsheng looked at him and suddenly threw a punch.

This punch shattered even space itself, revealing a terrifying black void.

With tremendous force, it completely sucked out the surrounding air.

This creates terrifying wind pressure.

It sounds slow, but it's actually fast.

The punch had barely been thrown when it was magnified in the eyes of the pseudo-eighth-rank.

The pseudo-eighth-rank soldier stared wide-eyed, completely unprepared for Qin Changsheng's sudden burst of such terrifying power.

He could almost see his ancestors beckoning to him.

boom!

The entire space was roaring.

After retracting his punch, Qin Changsheng coughed twice, feeling as if his whole body was about to shatter.

This power was too immense, exceeding the limits of his control.

Even with his master-level combat techniques, he can still unleash this power.

However, his body was too weak to withstand the force.

That's why he threw a punch, and he was about to die.

"It is indeed very powerful, but it can only be used as a trump card and cannot be used frequently."

Qin Changsheng glanced at it.

The fake eighth-rank official has disappeared without a trace.

It didn't run away; it died.

They died cleanly and completely.

Not even a speck of ashes remained.

Not far away, a patch of bloody mist drifted by; that was probably the corpse of the fake eighth-rank official.

"One punch to kill a pseudo-eighth-rank... even against a true eighth-rank, he might be able to kill him instantly with one punch."

"Unfortunately, I can only throw one punch."

Qin Changsheng sensed his body's condition.

If he were to force a second punch, he would surely die.

This is the real killer move.

"Let's find a place to rest and get back to normal."

Liyang City has disappeared.

All that remains are the ruins of the destroyed city walls.

It was completely reduced to ruins.

Qin Changsheng randomly chose a direction and quickly left.

After half an hour.

New figures appeared only after the ruins of Liyang City were discovered.

"Is this Liyang City? The map isn't showing anything wrong?"

One of them was shocked, looking at the ruins before him, unable to reconcile them with the once prosperous satellite city.

"Of course, but this place was destroyed in a battle."

The other person smelled the lingering scent of blood in the air.

"Can you smell it? It's a familiar scent."

"Is it Lin? He's dead?"

The person who spoke first was surprised again.

"That's impossible! According to the little princess, we're chasing a fifth-rank official!"

"Even if he broke through to the sixth rank temporarily, how could he have killed a pseudo-eighth rank?"

This is so illogical that it challenges their common sense.

"Believe it or not, Lin is dead anyway, and only that human will attack him."

"I wouldn't be surprised if a human with divine bloodline did something."

The calm man spoke in a composed tone, as if nothing could shock him.

"Okay, you're right."

"That's a divine bloodline after all, so it's normal for it to have such potential."

The first person shrugged, barely accepting this absurd explanation.

But he clearly couldn't accept this explanation.

"So here's the question: should we continue hunting him down?"

"We two are only seventh-rank officials."

Faced with a monster like Qin Changsheng.

A seventh rank is clearly not enough.

The composed Blood God Clan member nodded.

"This is our mission, unless you're prepared to be hunted down by the little princess."

"Otherwise, don't say anything discouraging."

The calm Blood God spoke, surveying the ruins and trying to gather any usable information.

"Using a sixth-rank official to kill a fake eighth-rank official will inevitably come at a huge cost."

"If we find him, we might be able to complete the mission easily."

He shared his deduction, which surprised his companions.

That's exactly what happened.

At this moment, Qin Changsheng was lying in a cave, his body covered in blood.

He even began to lose his mind.