Chapter 315: Angry to Death!

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"Why!?Why is this happening!?"

Johnson Charles knelt on the ground, his eyes wide, his teeth gritted, his forehead bruises exposed, and the nails of his hands embedded in the picture, he was now a little skeptical.

My heart is twitching, and the strength of my whole body seems to have evaporated, and I can't use my strength at all!!

Why!

Why is this happening!!

Ever since he inherited the title of Lancelot and possessed the legendary armor and sword, he had never been defeated, and he had the confidence to fight even the legendary Holy Spirit powerhouse.

However, this time he was defeated by a little-known Chinese warrior who had never heard of it!!

And!

Or a full-fledged crush!!

With just one finger, the other party easily shattered the indestructible lake!!

How is this possible!!

Why is there such a thing!!

Johnson Charles raised his head suddenly, staring at Qin Heng with his eyes, and roared in a low voice: "Who are you, who are you, why are you so strong, why!!"

Qin Heng's strength is completely beyond the imagination of Johnson Charles!!

It can actually shatter the Excalibur with one finger!

It's incredible!

This is simply the power of a miracle of destruction!!

Even the girl in London who holds the holy sword and inherits the title of King Arthur may not have such power!!

She's a Holy Spirit level powerhouse!!

Why!

Why is this Chinese warrior so powerful!!

"You want to know, why am I strong?" Qin Heng looked at Johnson Charles with some amusement, as if he was looking at a fool, as if he had heard a funny question from the Ten Princes.

"Tell me!!!" roared Johnson Charles almost frantically.

He really couldn't understand at all, why there was such a terrifying existence and strength of Qin Heng in the world, why he was unknown in the transcendent world, why he had never heard of such a peerless celestial arrogance!?

Anyone who becomes strong has a process, and there will never be an unbelievably powerful person out of thin air!!

"This is a question that many people have asked me. Qin Heng smiled and said, "The Hedao Immortal in the starry sky of the universe, who is the master of the Great Sect, has asked me, the Buddha Tianzun of the Immortal Realm, and even the Heavenly Emperor have asked me.

Why am I so strong, why am I able to match them in such a short period of time, and even surpass them so much, and why is this, they can't understand.

Actually, there is no secret to this, let alone a trick, everything is just because I am diligent enough, if I hadn't cultivated hard for a few seconds, I would definitely not have the strength I have now. ”

"You...... You, you !??" Johnson Charles was stunned, completely stunned, his eyes widened, he looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't say half a word!!

What do you mean by practicing hard for a few seconds!!

Why did you only practice for a few seconds!?

It's so strong in a few seconds??

He still claims to be diligent enough!?

Practicing for a few seconds is called diligence!!

Nima!!

Damn it!

It's really disgusting!!

Johnson Charles was completely speechless, he only felt the qi and blood in his whole body surge, his eyes were red, his whole face was bloodshot, and he felt that his heart was going to explode!!

It's so angry!!

It's really infuriating!!

Why, why is there such a pretending person in the world!!

Why is he still so strong!!

Why!!

"Ahhh

"Huh?" Qin Heng was stunned when he saw this, and when he approached to take a look, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, and he said in amazement: "Dead? ”

Just in my own right, I really just told the truth, and there was no half a lie.

If you don't cultivate seriously and cultivate immortals hard, how can you refine qi at the age of seven, become a primordial infant at the age of eight, and soar to immortal at the age of fifteen, without this diligence, how can you achieve the position of the Great Luo at the age of eighteen, and achieve the position of the eternal immortal emperor at the age of nineteen, and be independent for eternity!

All this is because I am diligent and hardworking enough.

After being reborn in this parallel world, if he hadn't cultivated the plane for a few seconds, how could he have reached the peak of qi refining, and how could he have the strength he has now?

It's all true!

It's a pity that Johnson Charles doesn't believe it at all!

He couldn't understand this situation at all, he resented the injustice of heaven, and he was extremely angry, the dignified S-level peak powerhouse, the British Knight of the Round Table, was actually angry to death!!

"He, is he really dead?" Song Ningran looked at Johnson Charles's corpse with an incredulous expression, and said in disbelief: "He is, this is angry with what you just said??"

"Perhaps. Qin Heng sighed helplessly, shook his head, and said with a disappointed expression: "This foreign cultivator's spiritual cultivation is so poor that he can't even bear a few words of truth from me, no wonder his strength is as weak as an ant." ”

"Yes, is that the case?" Song Ningran was a little confused, she didn't know much about the things between martial artists, and she didn't have a clear idea of what Qin Heng said just now.

"Well, don't be afraid. Qin Heng thought that Song Ningran was shocked, gently touched her hair, and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you home, Yun Lingsu's meal should have just been prepared, just go back to eat." ”

"Return, go home?" Song Ningran was stunned for a moment, then hugged Qin Heng violently, cried, and buried her head in Qin Heng's arms, "Woo woo, go home, take me home!!"

Tonight, she was really aggrieved.

If it weren't for Qin Heng to save her, she wouldn't dare to imagine what would happen later, fortunately, fortunately, Qin Heng came!!

Go home!

The home is really stable!!

......

At the same time, London, England.

In a Gothic castle on the outskirts, a blonde girl in a white nightgown sits in the air, levitating, her whole body glowing with milky white light.

Her face is extremely beautiful, holy to the extreme, as if she is a holy envoy of heaven, sacred and inviolable, as if she has a natural majesty, like a king who rules the world, above all living beings.

On the table not far in front of her, there were twelve silver chess pieces, located around a round table model, which were very delicately carved and ingenious.

Syllable!!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and one of the pieces shattered, with the name "Lancelot" engraved on it.

The girl then opened her eyes.

Her turquoise eyes, like the jewels of the finest kindness in the world, were brighter than the lights in this bedroom, and her gaze was indifferent and calm, and she looked at the chess piece that symbolized Lancelot.

"Ancient land of gods, China......?

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