The God of War Challenging Heaven

Wow!

A knife!

Endless stranger knife, in the sunshine, drew a suffocating cold light, and split towards Qin Yi, harshly facing him. Qin Yi had a long smoke gun in his hand and swept it hard. The endless stranger swept directly out by him.

“Buzz...”

Qin Yi's hand smoke cloud long gun, trembling, tremendous killing intent, his action did not stop, shouting, a circle, surrounded by his elite, was swept out as much as possible.

With Qin Yi's current strength, he rushed into the siege of the elite. The effect was undoubtedly like that of a heavy bomb. It was as pervasive as a long gun, and no one lived.

Yet, 8,000 elites, indefinitely, kill a bunch, yet more elite, the bees come up.

The scene was too intense and too harsh.

In the continuous command of the generals, one elite, all but put his life and death aside, and slaughter his life. There was only one thought in their minds, which was to chop the young man who had come to rob the prisoner with a knife in his hand and cut him to pieces of meat!

Not long ago, around Qin Yi, hundreds of elite corpses have already been traveled, when there are really mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

And Qin Yi himself, at this time, was also stained with red blood, became a living blood man, his head was full of black hair madness dance, a pair of eyes when the commotion was in the moment, the eyes emitted, as cold as a blade, the whole person was like a god killing.

Exactly 8,000 elite, this number is too large, if he has not already practiced the ancillary martial arts of "The Arts of Life Return", he has reached a half-step successful state, if he will not be killed soon, he will be tired of living and dying.

“Kill...”

The elite of dense numbness, holding a stranger's knife, tidal, waves of madness, infinite stranger's knife, a moment of chopping towards Qin Yi.

“Get out of here! ”

Qin Yi roared and threw a long gun in his hand. The long gun turned into a green stream and burst into pieces.

Shh...

In the blink of an eye, the long smoke cloud gun passed from the entire dozen elite people, Qin Yi the whole person followed the long smoke cloud gun, burst out, a big hand looked, a long smoke cloud gun that was about to fly away, tightly caught in the hand.

However, before he could react in any way, the knife that laid the heavens and earth struck him from the top of his head and drowned him all at once.

“Qin Yi! ”

The cross was accompanied by poetry, a tearing of hearts and lungs, and the whole person almost fainted.

The distant flaming lady, too, was also trembling, stunned to be there, in the face of so many elite, if she could not persist for ten minutes, she would be slaughtered to death, so not only could she not help Qin Yi, but she would only become his burden.

“Ah!”

But he heard ahead, and in the tidal elite, a voice of anger and drink came.

The next moment, it was as if there was a bomb, suddenly exploding. The elite of that one, all flew halfway up, Qin Yi reappeared. His legs were split in place, he raised his head and roared, and his body was covered with more than ten wounds. Although none of these wounds were too deep, they also made him look terrible.

Bloody battles, mad killings, even Qin Yi, at this moment, is completely out of his mind. In his mind, there is only one thought, which is to save poetry, whoever wants to stop, he kills whoever!

His eyes were staring, his whole body was full of intense violence, like a bloodthirsty beast, all over and down, and blood was pounding down.

The Wu Guild of Ling Yumen, for him, was the starting point of a battle that began his life of fighting, and since then, it has been a battle all the way to the present, but this is the first time he has encountered such a crazy and fierce battle.

An elite man in armor with a stranger's knife, swinging in front of his eyes, a strange and murderous face, he looked so clearly, these people, he had no quarrel with him, but he had to kill them, this is the battle!

With his current strength, he was caught in the middle of an entire 8,000 elite, it was absolutely impossible to be unharmed, and a little while later, the wound on his body added more than ten knives, and the body under his long gun, has reached thousands, a large piece of dense numbness, and it is frightening to see.

The battle reached this level, if he hadn't cultivated the Return of Life into a half-step state, his health would have remained at its peak, and he would have died several times by now.

Right now.

Hearing only the rear, suddenly came a sweep of loudness, Qin Yi shot and killed an elite, looked back, only to see His Majesty Daliang, being embraced by a large crowd of people and horses, rushing towards here quickly.

“Your Majesty, kill this mob! ”

With the advent of His Majesty Daliang, the elites suddenly gained morale and killed Qin Yi even more wildly.

But hearing His Majesty Daliang, he shouted: "Stop it! ”

Looking at the ground, the dense and numb corpse, the face of His Majesty Daliang, the shade to the extreme, is not the time of execution, long gone? Why is poetry still tied to that cross until now? The Huaxia teenager, after refining a dragon gas health and hygiene dan with nearly five products, arrived here, turning his eyes, and let him kill more than a thousand elites!

The rest of us, the scenes we see, are completely stunned there. Such scenes are so tragic!

How terrible is this Huaxia teenager? It's just a blink of an eye. He killed him like a mountain of corpses. You know, these are elite!

Meanwhile, in their hearts, they had to be moved by the behavior of the Huaxia teenager. For poetry, he could be so deadly to kill!

With His Majesty Daliang's voice stopped, the rest of the elite, though unhappy, stopped all together.

Qin Yi stood proudly there with a long gun of smoke cloud. He shouted to His Majesty Daliang from afar: “Your Majesty, poetry is my friend. I would never have watched her die like this. Today, I must rescue her. No matter how many troops you send, I can't be stopped! ”

Qin Yi's voice contained an ambitious patriarchal strength. It was like a rolling thunder. It shook the blood in the crowd.

The martial arts of "Magic Six Changes", he hasn't even developed it yet. If it did, at this moment, this 8,000 elite, fearing that it has become 8,000 corpses!

His Majesty Daliang, after a while, he sighed heavily, which only slowly said: “With trembling power, in the realm of alchemy, there is also an incredible creation, so important to friends, poetry wants to die, even if you kill the whole world, you must save her, Huaxia teenager, lonely, start to admire you! ”

His Majesty Daliang said this entirely out of his heart, defeating Daliang's first master, he felt it was an insult, made dragon gas health dan with infinite quality close to five products, he shocked the extreme.

Now, it seems to me that Qin Yi was suddenly deeply moved by this love for the sake of poetry. He felt that this Huaxia teenager was even more perfect than God!

Listening to His Majesty, Qin Yi stood still and opened his mouth in dismay. He thought that His Majesty would jump like thunder and wave an endless army against himself.

Who wants to, he actually says… he's starting to admire himself!

In fact, Qin Yi began to be admired from the heart, not only His Majesty Daliang, but also many of the Wenwu ministers beside him showed admiration.

“Well, Junior Huaxia, since you are so kind to poetry, then, lonely, you have a chance to save her. ”

His Majesty Daliang took a slight breath and continued: "Have you seen the thirty iron men behind you? Now, instead of poetry, you go into the thirty Ironman, and after a time, if you are still alive, poetry will be spared, and you will also be rewarded with the flame lotus, lonely, that you won in the Alchemy Contest. Do you dare try the 30 Ironmen? ”

- What? - What?

Qin Yi was sentenced to replace Poetry!

Everyone here was stunned.

However, this is clearly the best way to solve the current situation!

“Don't, Qin Yi, leave me alone. Go find the Jedi with Maiden Yan! ”

The cross and the poetry, almost fainted on the spot. Qin Yi felt for her that she could kill all the world. She could no longer describe it in words. At this moment, he still had to replace himself, enter the thirty Ironman, and accept punishment. How could she accept such a fact?

Once among the thirty iron men, there can be no hope of survival.

She'd rather die 10,000 times herself than see Qin Yi die for herself!

He lifted his hand and touched the blood on his face. The young man's handsome face reappeared and suddenly smiled slightly: "Okay, we have a deal! ”

He turned around and said to the poetry on the cross, "Poetry, don't worry, I won't die so easily. ”

“Don't... Don't...”

Poetry shook her head vigorously, tears as rain. At this moment, her heart was filled with sadness and emotion. From the thought that this young man, who had made his teacher honor, a disgrace, would eventually die for herself.

Soon, there were a few elites who rushed over and unraveled the poetry from the cross.

She has been acquitted and will now be tortured by Qin Yi, instead of the 30 Iron Men.

Looking not far away, the thirty ironmen who stood still there, the others exhaled lightly, and then without further delay, carrying a long gun of smoke cloud, walked towards the thirty ironmen and walked to the meteor.