The God of War Challenging Heaven

And the last three!

Qin Yi exhaled lightly. At this moment, in his chest, he also swept up a tremendous war will, full of dark hair, no wind automatic.

He had to admit that Zong He Wang was strong and even surpassed his expectations. If he hadn't been in the magic before, he would have gained gold element seeds and doubled his strength directly. At this time, after Zong He Wang's six knives, he would have been afraid of only being quite brutal.

Of course, defeat is impossible, because he still has the ancient martial arts of the Seven Types of Celestial Demons, which has not yet been implemented.

“Hung Wan Jiu - Seventh Knife! ”

Zonghe Wang burst into shout, the tall body suddenly burst out of the road as if it were a giant wave, the surrounding air, all violently twisted up, as if it were going to break directly.

“Boom!”

Zong and Wang Cuanxian's feet, on the ground, stamped hard, the whole earth, suddenly trembled, the ground directly cracked a gap half a metre wide.

Others were using this stamping force to burst out toward the teenager in front of them, while holding the blood knife in their hands, splitting it apart from each other, creating a bloody knife full of thirty feet, directly penetrating the long sky, to chop off everything, and slashing it toward Qin Yi.

When Hundred Brothers went out, the teenager felt the knife, like a mountain falling into the sea, rushing towards himself.

His eyes curled slightly, looking at the razor-sharp Gestapo, his handsome face, and he became murderous.

“Pfft, pfft...”

As he poured the magic of the Seven Types of Celestial Demons, it had appeared countless times, reappeared, heard only in his left hand, suddenly a sound of bone turning, the palms rapidly enlarged, between that, became sufficiently wide, the demonic temper haunted, black.

At the same time, Qin Yi's body was also haunted by a faint ancient magic. His rhythm changed greatly in an instant, as if a great immortal demon had suddenly arrived here, mysterious, ancient and powerful.

Zong He Wang's seventh knife is incredibly powerful. It is no longer possible to fight empty-handed. The best option is to activate the Seven Types of Celestial Demons.

“Oh, my God, this ancient magic trick again! ”

Seeing Qin Yi's left hand, all of a sudden, it was pitch-black. Everyone around him shouted, his body, and he couldn't help but tremble suddenly.

“Phew…”

Jong-won's left hand, with a wind rolling up, slapped towards the bloody knife, the speed of the slap, seemed slow, but in fact, it was fast to the limit.

“Knock! ”

At the moment of touching the left hand of the demon, the bloody knife of thirty feet collapsed and turned into nothing.

“My anger, your immortal magic, cannot defeat me! ”

Zong and Wang roared, the whole person was like a crazy giant beast, full of dark hair, roots upside down, all over and down, emitting a strong and violent atmosphere.

He held the blood knife in his hands, facing forward in the open air, which was already like the head of the immortal demon, and struck a stronger knife: “The Hungry Nine Knives - the eighth! ”

Outside the hundred feet, he severely cut out the blade, the bloody knife, as long as thirty-five, will reflect half the sky into a bloody color, towards the demonized teenager in front, chopped off.

“Ids_pjuh002_suo ”

Juvenile voices, indifferent to the extreme, as if they were from hell, causing blood in the body, as if they were solidified in that room.

“Phew…”

Jong-woon's left hand, with a thundering whistle, slapped toward the raging bloody knife.

“Knock! ”

Without any accidents, the 35-length bloody knife flash broke apart the moment it touched the demon's left hand.

The battle between the Seven Types of Heavenly Demons and the Nine Knives of the Hungry Falls is so fierce!

Everyone on the field, including the Knife River King and Fiber King, is staring at each other.

The super giant of the Holy See, colliding with such a big show after the peak, makes people see only the heat and blood boiling in their bodies.

Such a duel scene, absolutely a thousand years of misery!

At this time, Huangfu's memory, Fu Qing Qing, Leaving Luo and others in the crowd were already too excited to speak. The only thing that could be excited about was the elevated breasts, where they stood and landed violently, shaking the wonderful ripples, and not being able to speak attractively, just looking at them was enough to make people spray nosebleeds.

To date, Zong He Wang's "Hung Fall Nine Knife" has broken eight knives. However, Qin Yi did not only take all eight knives next, but did not suffer any injuries.

This is 18,000 miles apart from the scene where the original zodiac and the king predicted that he would be killed with one knife!

This is unacceptable to the Sovereign and King, whose hearts have long been broken into pieces.

After chopping the eighth knife, Zonghe Wang kneeled on the ground and supported his body with a bloody battle knife. His chest rose and landed sharply. He looked at Qin Yi's eyes and opened them directly and cracked open. At the corner of his eyes, there were two bloodshed with bright red foreheads, which appeared to strike his heart.

He couldn't have dreamed of a battle like this!

The young man in front of him, how long has he been in the Holy See of Kyushu? Yet he still stands here safely after his strongest "Nine Knives of the Hungry Falls" split eight knives!

As one of the five peak archbishops of the Holy See, he actually chopped eight knives to hurt Qin Yi in no way. He felt his face swept!

“Ho!” “Ho! ”

In the mouth of Zong He Wang, he shouted like a beast. His eyes had been split open and a fierce rage had erupted.

"The Nine Blades of the Hung Dynasty", there is only one last blade left, and it is also the strongest blade. If you can kill this man who is angry with God, look at this blade.

“Hung Wan Nine Knives - Nine! ”

After regrouping his power, Zong and Wang roared and finally struck out his strongest knife.

He was wearing a golden robe with his tall body, suddenly under tremendous pressure, and the space around him, like the running water of a strand, was constantly twisting.

“Boom!”

His wide ankles stomped again, the earth trembled, and on the ground, he directly cracked a huge crack one metre wide.

With this power, the king and the king in the golden robe, like a golden mutant eagle, rushed forward towards the demonized teenager.

He grabbed the arms of the blood knife, above which, he erected a strip of frightening blues, and tried his best to split the knife, severely, a terrific blood knife, full of forty feet, split the heavens and the earth, and split the boy in front of him!

With the cleavage of this knife, endless killing intentions, hectares, every inch of space is filled here, allowing the people around to watch the war, even deep in the soul, to be tranced with a raging pain, as if it were this sword, chopped deep in their soul.

The teenager outside Hundred Patriarchs opened his eyes and gazed at the bloody knife with its raging power, indifferent to the extreme voice, coming out of his mouth again, violently: “The Seven Types of Celestial Demons - Type 3! ”

The dark Gestapo hand, whistling away, faces this last knife of the Sovereign and King!

“Knock! ”

Still, there was no accident, the 40-length blood knife, when it touched the hand of the pitch black demon, crumbled and turned into heavenly blood.

“Failed, failed to kill this man's co-angry boy...”

Zonghe Wang was stunned there, slightly lost his soul. Never did he expect to do it himself. He showed his strongest martial arts "Hung Fang Jiu" and still failed to kill Qin Yi.

“Boy, I don't believe you're God, the end of our battle, it shouldn't be like this! ”

In this end, the King and Zong can't accept it!

Suddenly.

He drank loudly, carrying a bloody war knife and rushed to Qin Yi at all costs: "The gods are angry with each other, I know your magic work, there is one more, show it! ”

“As you wish! ”

Qin Yi said indifferently, and then, without hesitation, slammed the Left Hand of the Heavenly Demon, toward the King and the King, who had come to the slaughter, into the past: “Heavenly Demon Type 7 - Type 4! ”

“Pong!”

The Gestapo's hand, which made the world tremble, whistled away. It was pitch-black in front of Zong and Wang's eyes. It was inevitable that he could not escape. He was stubbornly photographed. All he felt was the power contained in this palm, which weighed no more than ten million, as if it were a day, and it hit him hard.

All he felt was the bones in his body, all slapped apart by this palm, his tall body, flying out dozens of lengths, falling to the ground, smashing the dust.

Everyone around them, their bodies tremble suddenly following their subconscious.

However, Zong He Wang is one of the five peak archdeacons of the Holy See, with a physical defense unimaginable to ordinary people. Under the fierce beating of the Seven Types of Tian Demons, he actually jumped just on the ground for a moment.

“Ha ha, gods and anger boy, your magic work can't kill me, now I see what else you can fight me with! ”

Zong and Wang Greyhead were ashamed, but he was very happy. The whole person was very cheerful and resisted the magic work of the kid himself. Next, the image of him crashing should have appeared.

The image of Qin Yi falling, that was his dream, all wanted to see!

The blood knife in his hand suddenly surged to a full length, and the blood fluttered, while his tall body was in a straight line with the knife, drawing a bright blood in the air, penetrating the long sky, towards the teenager in front, bursting, fast and indescribable.

King Song Yu, Cheng Ye and others in the crowd, above their faces, all suddenly and wholeheartedly emerged a delightful slight smile.