The God of War Challenging Heaven

This war is so terrible, imaginable.

The original Six or Seventy Lifes practitioner is almost dead, and the irony is that so far even the Holy Refinery has not been seen!

Pfft...

Femme Yan, Xin Bamboo, Xia Jiuyu and other seven people, rushed up into the air and surrounded the public pine club.

“Kobe Matsu, obviously, you're out of breath! ”

Feminine delicacy, the blue sword in her hand, more than a dozen lengths long, blue magnificent, pointing remotely at the public household pine.

“Kobe Matsu, are you satisfied with the situation today? ”

Lu Yutang drinks cold, that black face, killer.

That Xiao Zhengchun's fighting power was excellent. Even if he joined forces with the public gate Asakawa, he was severed several times by Xiao Zhengchun, and he was not seriously injured.

Of course, this is mainly due to the reason that they are still taking care of Fang Baiyi in the wild war, the strength of Fang Baiyi is a little weak for the strong, if it weren't for Lu Yutang and the public gate Ashogawa, she would have fallen.

“There is nothing unsatisfactory about the path of cultivation, as it is, full of bloodshed and cruelty, which is exacerbated in this mausoleum. ”

Public Household Song Li stood there, saying so in his mouth, but his heart was filled with dissatisfaction.

This was supposed to be a pretty perfect plan, but in the end, it turned out to be the end, and all the practitioners who came to practise were almost dead, and their “dark night” was a complete disintegration!

From the second floor, he began to cross the "dark night” with this mausoleum, completely disintegrating into his own hands. Until now, he doesn't understand. How did he get to this point?

“The path to cultivation is bloody, yes, but demons like you, you should have thought at first that one day you would die without a burial place! ”

Qin Yi handled “Ten Hells”, the corpse of Qingyang Zi, and the three shadows in front of it, “one breath, three clean”, stood still there, without any perception.

“Qin Yi, now, I finally understand why Qian Qiushui would go to great lengths to destroy you, and if I were you, I would do the same. ”

The public household loosened its foresight to Qin Yi, and the words spouted in his mouth were as if he had frozen 10,000 vectors.

When Qin Yi four people first entered this third floor, the game between them had quietly opened the prelude, and they had not even touched each other's faces at that time.

The current situation is obvious, in this game, the public loses!

Kobe Song's flying knife, there is only one last layer left, the sixth floor, even his sixth layer of flying knife is so horrible, it is not possible to kill Qin Yi and others.

But he had to fight to death, so he shook his right hand slightly, and the sixth flying knife appeared between his index finger and his middle finger.

With the emergence of this sixth layer of flying knife, an invisible chill, and with the hectares, filled every inch of space here.

The sixth flying knife, the public household pine in the previous days, hid deep in the stone mountains, cultivated successfully.

“This flying knife is so strong! ”

Everyone looked at the flying knife that had to fall on the hands of the public household and looked slightly frightened.

“Let's go together and destroy this demon! ”

Seikawa's temper has never been so impulsive.

“Seniors in the public household, no, you can all leave. Since I raised this pig, I will have to kill it myself. ”

Qin Yi touched his nose and said softly. Then, he stepped towards the public household in front of him with "Ten Hells”.

“Qin Yi, I know you are some good, but when you can't be a hero, try not to be a hero! ”

The clock is the calmer form, immediately called: “Together, even if the power of this flying knife of Kobe Pine is stronger, it will not instantly kill us all. ”

“The old man in the robe above ‘Ten Fang Hells' is the second disciple of our blood witch ancestors Qingyang Son. I believe in his strength. Everyone back off, and the hatred between Qin Yi and the public household Song must be resolved by themselves. ”

Says Yan Zhuxin.

The flaming lady beside her also agreed to nod her head and waved her hand: “Let's back off, if the body of Qingyang can't, it's not too late for us to do it together. ”

Everyone immediately retreated to the side.

Qin Yi slowly stepped away. Every step taken, the air beneath the foot, was squeezed into a visible ripple by his emperor. One lap swung away, as if walking on the water.

In the eyes of everyone, Qin Yi, relying on the “Hell of the Ten”, came to a position about 300 meters from the public household pine and stood still: “I told you, you are my pig, you must be my pig, you cannot change your fate! ”

“Don't be arrogant here, Qin Yi Boy. Do you think you can walk out of this mausoleum? Even if you kill me today, when you reach the fourth level, you will be crushed by the mightier Divine Guard! ”

The public household stared at Qin Yi for a cold drink.

Today is a dead end, and he has no hope of survival.

He could not have imagined that a 29th-ranked peak on the Divine Guard list would end up dead in the hands of a boy who had not been promoted to the Divine Guard for many years.

“Are you talking about the grandfather's book? And then, naturally, I'm going to meet him for a while, and there's the fifth floor of rain. ”

Touched his nose, Qin Yi said faintly.

Rumor has it, the public household is flustered: “How do you know that the fourth floor is the public ancestral record and the fifth floor is the rains? ”

“Why should I tell you? You're just a pig. ”

“You?”

The public servant was furious: "Go to hell! ”

His big hand suddenly dumped, the sixth layer of flying knife, was suddenly struck out by him, and the flying knife was divided into two parts, two parts into four parts, and four parts into eight parts...

In the blink of an eye, that sixth layer of flying knife is a huge piece of dense numbness that divides into hundreds and hundreds of thousands, and looks choking.

Shh...

A constant voices of emptiness.

The hundreds of flying knives, at the time of the destruction of the heavens and the earth, went towards Qin Yi, who was 300 feet away, and stabbed him hard.

Eyes curled slightly, looking at the locust swarm generally crossed the long sky, towards the flying knife that stabbed at its own speed, Qin Yi dared not be slightly lazy, powerful Xuan qi, suddenly rushed into the second layer of "Ten Fang Hells”.

Qingyangzi's breath was also instantaneous and it worked again. Three Qingyangzi's fictional shadows, moving quickly, waving the wooden sword, treading at the foot and sword in the hand were all quite subtle, and seemed to be integrated into some form of formation.

Next moment.

A huge Yin and Yang image appears in front of three Qing Yang Zi fictional shadows, standing there, spinning at great speed, with a faint white light.