The God of War Challenging Heaven

In his beautiful eyes, there was also a hidden burning of war.

Phoenix is defeated!

Just type four, defeat!

A patriarchal strongman, actually in the hands of Qin Yi, only stuck to Type 4!

The whole scene, for a moment, became quiet, and all the people, looking at the fallen Phoenix, looked at the arrogant young man standing there, in his head, appeared slightly delusional, feeling that all this was an illusion.

Feng Wenmeng was angry and unhappy, but he had to accept the fact that he had defeated himself. After staring at Qin Yi severely, he had to leave the scene in the dark.

Until Phoenix left, the whole scene was unnamed and dull before it was broken.

“This is the normal result! ”

After a slight surprise, the Fox Hall Master returned to God and smiled.

Normal results?

Everyone present, hearing the words of the Fox Hall Master, all stood still. The thought of Qin Yi losing the cheek performance of the 9 bronze men in a single breath also acquiesced to the words of the Fox Hall Master.

“Next, I challenge North Gate Hiroshi. ”

Qin Yi stood still, but just looked at the slight burning of the war spirit, looking at the north gate wide in the crowd, the black robe, hunting and sounding in the wind, seemed to dissipate the invisible war intention.

Hearing that his next challenge was the North Gate Hiroshi, not Shinto, many people's faces, even when they showed a disdainful smile.

Such a continuous challenge, extremely consuming physical energy, as normal, should be the first to challenge the strongest Sing Tang, but now he puts the strongest Sing Tang, at the end of the day, when he challenges Sing Tang, even if he is not defeated, does he still have the strength to challenge Sing Tang?

But how do they know, because the relationship that has cultivated the "Return of Life" to the peak, Qin Yi's strength is always at the peak, who to challenge first, it doesn't matter to him.

“Boy, your strength is surprising, but the next battle, I'll show you, the great shore of a mighty patriarch. ”

North Gate Guang came to the scene and stood in front of Qin Yi.

He appeared to be a bit shrewd, but with an ancient sword in his hand, the sword's body implicitly emitted a sharp sword, causing skin, slightly cold.

“This sword, known as the 'Sword of Destiny', is a medium moral instrument with the tactics of destiny in it, and what I practice is the seven swords of destiny that accompany the 'Sword of Destiny’ itself. ”

Although Qin Yi style 4 defeated Feng Wen north, at this moment, the north gate is wide, but still has an arrogance on his face.

“Don't talk so much nonsense. No matter how powerful your sword and sword are, I will defeat you in both ways. ”

Qin Yi understated, surprised words, spit out of his mouth.

- What? - What?

Two ways to beat you!

Everyone at the venue, smashing their jaw directly, winking their eyes hard, thinking they had heard it wrong.

The previous Feng Wen, Qin Yi IV defeated him. Now, he is higher than the North Gate ranking of Feng Wen, he can only allow two styles!

When he heard Qin Yi, even Yang Shiqi, the disciple outside the door, opened his mouth with dismay. Did he suffer from the after-effects of having his brain clipped to the door again?

“The previous four defeats Phoenix, challenging North Gate Hiroshi, only two styles are allowed! This Qin Yi is really Todai.” Even the lord of the fox house shook his head gently.

Dead and silent square, suddenly the noise came. Many people were extremely disdainful that Qin Yi only had the North Gate Guangdual style. He felt that he did not know the heavens and the earth was thick, and he was completely insane.

The beautiful girl sitting quietly in the white robe sighed slightly.

“Okay, okay! All right!”

The North Gate was trembling with trepidation, in both ways, which was a disgrace and disgrace for a man with a strong patriarch.

The next moment, he stopped saying anything. The ancient sword burst out into Qin Yi without warning: “The Seven Swords of Destiny, the First Sword! ”

Qin Yi only allowed him to have two styles. He had completely pissed him off. He couldn't help but hate a sword and killed Qin Yi.

However, as soon as his destiny sword had been stabbed out, he saw Qin Yi in front of him and suddenly lifted one left hand.

And then there's nothing.

What do you mean, shoot darts?

According to this action by Qin Yi, all except Yang Shiqi and Dragon Flame, who are familiar with Qin Yi, were stunned, and a guess emerged in his head: he was shooting darts!

Yet no one has yet been awaited.

“Spray! ”

A golden palm printed with two lengths wide was suddenly photographed and the North Gate, which was slightly stunned, was photographed on the ground.

This…

What the hell is going on?

Everybody's staring. They're totally stunned!

What martial arts is this?

“It seems to be an ancient martial arts school! ”

Soon, there were some magical fairy tracks at the top of the hierarchy, and I could not help but shout out the impression of the golden palm.

It's amazing, a new entrance disciple, how can it be immortal martial arts? You know, immortal martial arts, even magical miracles and fairy tracks can't exist.

Everyone in the room couldn't help but measure Qin Yi with a new look. For a moment, I just felt that Qin Yi had a mysterious breath that people couldn't see.

Beimen Hiroshi is a patriarchal strongman, ranked No. 8 on the ranking of disciples in the outer door, physical defense, for the ultimate gain, but now Qin Yi's "Da Luo Tian Hand" has cultivated to its peak, its power has been elevated to an unknown grade, so this palm still beats the North Gate wide.

“Damn it! ”

The North Gate drank with anger: "The Seven Swords of Destiny, the First Sword! ”

His body burst out from the ground, heading toward Qin Yi again and stabbing him hard.

But it's all in vain.

“Death to all creatures! ”

Qin Yi did not panic and was not busy. He again lifted his left hand. The giant palm stamp formed by his palms suddenly appeared again. It was like casting gold. The gold was brilliant and slapped down suddenly.

“Spray! ”

Huge voice, deafening. The whole earth is trembling.

With one slap, he slapped the North Gate wide that had just burst out and slapped it on the ground.

“I don't believe it! ”

The North Gate roared wide and again held the Sword of Destiny. The whole man was in a straight line with the Long Sword. It was astonishing to see the sword as if it were windy.

“Destiny Seven Swords, First Sword! ”

“Death to all creatures! ”

Qin Yi's voice, however, was indifferent and horrible, as if it were a demonic sound coming from hell, making the soul of people tremble.

“Spray! ”

Like a golden palm cast in gold, he slapped the blasting North Gate wide again and slapped it hard on the ground. This time, even the ground was torn directly and a strip of crack appeared.

“Bastard! ”

At this moment, the North Gate was about to break its heart, roaring loudly: "The Seven Swords of Destiny, the First Sword! ”

“Death to all creatures! ”

“Spray! ”

Golden Glow huge palm print, ruthlessly photographed, once again slapping the North Gate wide and hard on the ground.

In such a battle scene, Yang Shiqi and Long Yan are too familiar. Ling Yumen, Tianxing Mansion, Qin Yi have all used the formula of "The Life of the Undead", which suppresses the death of the opponent.

Weird and bloody battle scenes are now reappearing.

“Huh...”

“Ha ha! ”

After staring so hard, Yang Shiqi and Long Yan finally couldn't help laughing.

Such a battle scene is too stunning. North Gate Guang's "Seven Swords of Destiny" is no longer stunning. It is suppressed by Qin Yi's "The Life of the Disappeared". Not even a single trick and a half can be played out.

“I'm going to kill you! ”

“Destiny Seven Swords, First Sword! ”

“Death to all creatures! ”

“Spray! ”

“Go to hell! ”

“Destiny Seven Swords, First Sword! ”

“Death to all creatures! ”

“Spray! ”

“ …… ”

There were no more voices in the whole vast square than those voices, and all the people at the place, with their eyes open, stared at this extremely strange battle.

Every time Qin Yi's golden palm slapped, everyone's body was forced to follow them independently, as if that horrible golden palm was slapped on them.

“This guy, why so stunning? ”

That Xi Xuan, the eyes of the Spirit of Water, filled with horror, red and small mouth, kept stunned and open. At this moment, Qin Yi showed the strength of the war, which deeply shook her.

At this moment, Makita's face was as heavy as water and his breathing was heavy. He knew that Qin Yi's potential was somewhat inferior and that there was basically no future, but at this moment, Qin Yi showed such a strong fighting power, he was still extremely competitive and victorious, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

Even his master worshipped the immortal, and over his fair face was an unquenchable shock.

“Kid, if you dare let me take a sword, just one sword will be enough to defeat you! ”

In the center of the square, the heart of North Gate Hiroshi was dripping blood. His body was strong. After enduring Qin Yi's “annihilation of the world” with more than a dozen hands, signs of tortoise had appeared, and he was covered with blood silk like a spider web.

Similar paintings appear again!

Qin Yi remembered that day at Ling Yumen, the first battle with regular snow, and finally, regular snow also said a similar word.

Qin Yi couldn't help but smile: “I'm just letting you make a sword, so what? ”

Saying, he suddenly harvested the “annihilation of the world”.

“Very good!”

The North Gate relaxed its breath and smiled brutally, pouring all its strength into the sword of destiny in its hands, and drank loudly: “The seven swords of destiny - the first sword! ”

As the sword burst out, the space around the sword immediately became distorted, and the powerful sword power was raging, shaking, instantly, every inch of space was filled here. Everyone at the venue was scratched in the cheeks by this powerful sword.

“Kill Type Three - Type Three! ”

Faced with the sword of North Gate Guangdong, Qin Yi did not hide, waved his fists to meet him, and directly burst out the three types of "Massacre Three".