The God of War Challenging Heaven

“Sixth move. ”

“Hua Xia boy, give me the fall! ”

“Seventh move. ”

“ …… ”

The whole large training field was quiet to the extreme. Only Tan Zong's roaring voice, and Qin Yi faintly counted the sounds of the tricks, kept ringing.

Everyone present, including His Majesty Daliang, staggered with his mouth open, dementia, chin smashed to the ground.

Seven moves, Tan Zong, the first master of Daliang, has made enough of seven moves. However, even Qin Yi's coat is still not sticky. Every knife he strives to cut out is just a shadow of a Huaxia teenager.

They never dreamed that their leading beam player, the teenager from Huaxia, would fight like this, and they couldn't accept the fact.

Daliang's number one expert, that's the god in their minds, how can they fight so hard, they should kill this Huaxia teenager with absolute strength, that's right.

“Hua Xia, die! ”

Tan Zong roared, holding the “Canghai”, and approached Qin Yi with all his strength.

Qin Yi, however, took the "Praise Father's Step" to its ultimate level. His body flashed and disappeared directly in place.

Next moment.

He appeared behind Tan Zong and said with a faint voice: “Ninth move. ”

Tan Zong turned angrily, his eyes had become red, his heart had long held to pieces, he did not delay at all, and tried hard to chop out the tenth knife.

“Ten moves. ”

Qin Yi's faint voice came from behind.

Tan Zongru was struck by lightning, his body was tall, and he trembled suddenly.

Turning quickly, Tan Zongna's reddish eyes stared round and opened their eyes. There were two bloodstains of red in the corner of his eyes. His hair fluttered with long hair, like a mad beast.

Ten moves!

This Huaxia teenager really gave herself ten moves. Now, after ten moves, he didn't even get his coat.

Being the first master of Daliang, such a battle situation made him feel swept away. In front of the world, not only did he not show the superiority he was supposed to have, but he also made it so wolfish, which was a nightmare for him.

The whole field was quiet to the extreme and almost smelled like a needle dropping.

Everyone in the place, including His Majesty Daliang, stayed there and could not return to God for a long time. Their first master in Daliang, chopped ten knives, did not hurt the Huaxia teenager in any way.

The poetry in the crowd was also stunning, full of red sexy mouth, stunned open, not even close for half a day. Since the second move, she has seen Qin Yi's own imagination is stronger. Tan Zong wants to kill him, it is a certain difficulty, but she did not expect that Qin Yi was strong to this point.

“I grass, isn't it true, this Huaxia teenager, how can he really escape Tan Zong's ten knives? ”

Someone cautiously said, breaking the silence on the field.

Suddenly, the whole practice field blew up the pot and shouted at each other.

“Huh...”

From consternation, the poetry returned to God, and a series of joyful laughter like UnionPay was emitted in his mouth. The far-sighted vision towards Qin Yi's eye sect has hidden the colour of worship.

“Poetry, looks like you're having fun. ”

A cold hum, coming from around, is exactly what Gengde is.

Gong Jiande, but his master ancestor in the field of alchemy, touched his cold eyes, poetry hurriedly shut his mouth, dare not laugh anymore, but in those eyes, it is still obvious that there is a strong liking.

“What exactly is the origin of this Huaxia boy? You can avoid Tan Zong's ten tricks in a row! ”

His Majesty Daliang, his face at this time has become a little dull, turning his face to poetry.

The poetic face was straight and respectfully replied: “Go back to Your Majesty, this Huaxia teenager, I only met in Kyoto, in the Kingdom of Baydan, when he disgraced my teacher in order to save the summer palace. So I hated him. Later, knowing that he was going to come to our beam, I wanted to ambush him halfway. Who wanted to, but met the attack of the floating beast herd. He showed up and rescued me when I was about to die in the mouth of the floating beast. ”

Poetry never said that Qin Yi is the identity of the Holy See of Kyushu.

Turns out this Huaxia teenager is the savior of poetry. No wonder she's always been partial to him.

His Majesty Daliang, Gong Jinde and the other Minister of Culture and Wu, are all in their hearts.

“Tan Zong, I'm sorry, ten moves have passed. ”

Qin Yi took out the Yanyun long gun again, pointing remotely at Tan Zong, full of dark hair, no wind automatic, in the chest, gradually ignited the fierce will, faint voice, from his mouth, slowly exhaled: “Now, it's my turn. ”

“Young Huaxia, do you think you can beat me by letting me do ten tricks? Joke, I didn't kill you with 10 tricks, just to say that you have amazing speed, but trying to beat me, just having speed, is not enough! ”

Tan Zong drinks cold, suddenly a blueberry muscle thicker than chopsticks, skin turns red, all over and down, trembling intrathoracic strength, the space around him, all squeezed up and distorted.

“Boom!”

His broad foot slammed hard on the ground, directly stamped the ground, stamped out a huge crack, he held a hegemonic knife of war and burst towards Qin Yi. For a moment, the entire training field, was hit by Qin Yi's strong road strength, the wind of the formation.

All ten tricks failed to kill Qin Yi. Tan Zong went completely insane and vowed to kill this young man from Huaxia under the knife.

Looking at that wild slaughter of Tan Zong, Qin Yi's body was mighty Xuan Qi, floating wildly, carrying a long gun of smoke cloud, quickly facing Tan Zong.

“Ping-pong! ”

In the meantime, the two were at war.

Long guns and knives, colliding with each other, a pounding wave of energy, swept away, impinging on all sides.

The people who watched the war around them only felt that the energy wave, like a huge wave of waves, hit themselves hard, people hurriedly retreated, afraid to harm the pond fish.

At the same time, one can see the blood boiling, eyes wide open, not blinking, for a moment, even forgetting to breathe.

Once upon a time, they saw such a wonderful battle.

At the same time, however, their hearts were shocked, and this Huaxia teenager, with incredible speed, began to give Tan Zong ten tricks, and now, against Tan Zong, there is no sign of any wind.

This Huaxia teenager, young and so powerful, what kind of history does he have?

In the hearts and minds of all the people in the place, such a question arises, for a moment, only this Huaxia teenager, mysteriously terrified to the extreme.

“Ho!” “Ho! ” ……

In the fierce battlefield, Tan Zong, utterly furious, in his mouth, made a roar like a beast, full of dark hair, fluttering and horrible face, like a wildlings rushing out of the ancient forest, crazy to the extreme.

He waved every knife, doing everything in his power, enough to kill the cultivators of the Patriarchal Five Realms, directly in seconds.

In contrast to Tan Zong's madness, Qin Yi has always behaved comfortably. Although Tan Zong is the number one master of Daliang, his strength, if placed in the Holy See of Kyushu, would have existed at that level of Yu. Qin Yi had no need to fight him at all.

If he strikes with all his strength, Tan Zong is in his hands and can't even get out of five moves.

The smoke cloud gun in his hand was completely integrated into the Nature Avenue, and each hit was a distortion of space, as if it were a strand of running water, forming a wonder.

“Junior Warsaw, get down! ”

In the fierce battle, Tan Zong roared, tall body, between that, is the explosion to the front of Qin Yi, the lenient war knife, severely split to Qin Yi.

“Get out!”

Looking at the standing war knife, Qin Yi had a cold drink. He had a long gun with a smoke cloud in his hand. He stabbed it with his hands. He was impartial and centered on the blade of the war knife.

“Ding!”

The knife collided and made a huge thud, almost puncturing the human eardrum.

Tan Zong only felt the power transmitted by the blue long gun, out of the tens of millions, his whole arm, was suddenly numb, under the foot, and the sound of "shuddering”, suddenly drew more than ten long distance.

“Tan Zong, with your strength now, trying to scrap me, even trying to kill me, is still somewhat difficult! ”

Qin Yi Xu Xuyang gun, pointing remotely at Tan Zong, the whole person, always behaved lightly: “Although you can't do anything about me because of your strength now, please, poetry is low three times four, you can actually hurt her so much, so this war between us will not be a peaceful end. ”

The poetry in the crowd, Qin Yi's words were truly listened to. Na Yi Na's moving delicate body, suddenly trembled, instantaneously, tears orbit, mumbled in her mouth: “Qin Yi...”

For the first time, she found that this teenager called Qin Yi was so handsome and so attractive.

The Jane De next to her looked like she was demented. In her mouth, she smoked without a trace: “Poetry! ”

His Majesty the Great Leung in his noble royal robe, as well as other ministers of Chinese and Wu Dynasty, the face, is also ugly. Tan Zong, the first master of the Great Leung, in this battle with Huaxia teenagers, as the poetry of the Great Leung people, even has the identity of one of the six Great Railway Guards of the Great Leung royal family, has been on the side of Huaxia teenagers, instead.

At this moment, I was moved by the tears and flowers of Hua Xia's teenager.

Huaxia Juvenile was the lifesaver of poetry, so some acts of poetry are understandable, but at this time, she did not hide anything against Huaxia Juvenile, revealing a silly appearance. Under the present circumstances, there is no Big Liang Zimin, can bear it.

The center of the practice field.

Tan Zong in the fierce war, turning his face to look at the poetry, take away the demented expression of the poetry face, in the chest, suddenly burst into fiery jealousy, roaring: “Huaxia teenager, go to hell! ”