Chapter 155: There is no escape, no need to escape anymore.
The shocking bombardment from behind once again reached the ears of the three of them, and the three of them didn't care about anything else and rushed out as fast as possible. As long as they left here, there might be a glimmer of hope. They walked through the forest for more than ten miles.
After that, the three of them suddenly stopped because there was no way ahead, only an endless abyss.
At this time, the majestic aura behind him was getting closer and closer. He rushed in front of the three of them in an instant and said fiercely, "Escape? Let me see where you are running away now."
Qin Yi took a look and saw that this person was none other than the most powerful person from Qianhua Sect. Qianhua Sect, I haven't even come to the door yet, but now you actually attack in advance. I, Qin Yi, swear that as long as this time
If you survive the catastrophe, you must destroy the Qianhua Sect in the future, whether it is for yourself or for the sake of your master Tian Canzi. Your Qianhua Sect is a big sect, right? You have a rich foundation, right? Then I will use something stronger than yours in the future.
Strength will trample you underfoot.
"Old Immortal, you master is really despicable. You are so powerful that you actually attack weak cultivators like us. I wonder if you will blush." Qin Yi said disdainfully.
"Hmph! You little bastards, stop using your rhetoric. If I kill you today, who will know that I have killed such a weak person? You should all feel lucky that you can die in the hands of the strongest!" Qianhua Sect's Supreme Leader
Qiang Leng snorted.
"Stop talking nonsense, even if you are the strongest, you have to show your true skills if you want to kill me." After saying that, Qin Yi's spiritual consciousness sank, and the silver armor appeared with a "clang" outside his body, wrapping him up.
He got up. He held the Red Blood and Withered Spirit Swords in his hands. This is Qin Yi's most powerful equipment at present.
As for Fire and Thunder, Qin Yi doesn't plan to use it for the time being. Such a powerful killing move must wait until the end, and it must be caught unprepared. Otherwise, if this old immortal is allowed to escape, he will not be able to hurt him at all.
If you use up all your strength, you will really become meat on the cutting board.
Looking at Qin Yi's battle armor, the blood-red sword and the dark heavy sword in his hand, the eyes of Qianhua Sect's strongest man shone brightly. No wonder this kid was able to kill so many strong men with such low strength. It turned out that the treasure in his hand was still there.
There are so many. His eyes are vicious, and he can tell at a glance that these three things on Qin Yi's body are not ordinary. Although there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuation, he is sure that these three things are not comparable to ordinary spiritual weapons.
Yes, not even the top-grade spiritual weapon in my hand can.
Such a treasure can only be used by stronger people to achieve better and more powerful purposes. Suddenly, the old man became greedy. Not only did he want the Nirvana Mud in Qin Yi's hand, but he also wanted to get these three treasures.
Qin Yi has also been designated as a dead person by him.
"You should feel honored to die in my hands!" The powerful momentum was overwhelming, and he thought Qin Yi was sweeping over him. This momentum alone made Qin Yi feel terrible. It would be better if he didn't come into contact. Only through contact can he know the strength ratio of the strongest.
The ninth-level warriors are countless times stronger.
"Get away, it's me he wants to kill." Qin Yi turned around and roared before rushing towards the old man.
Yan'er and Ling'er hesitated for a long time, should they take action? If they did, their little strength would have no effect at all in front of such a strong man. But if they didn't take action, would they have to watch Qin Yi face it alone?
For such a powerful person? With a melancholy sigh, Yan'er, regardless of anything else, sacrificed a green Ruyi, which was her most powerful magical weapon, and stood up and jumped towards Qin Yi.
"Senior sister~~" Ling'er shouted, frowning slightly, then she also took out the spirit sword and rushed forward.
"Don't you hear me telling you to leave? If this continues, we will all die. I don't care if I die alone, I don't want to hurt you. Leave quickly!" Qin Yi looked unhappy, and finally shouted loudly at the two women.
Qin Yi yelled at them, and the two of them were stunned. They didn't know what was so special about Qin Yi, but they all knew that their grandma would not help someone randomly, and Qin Yi would definitely be able to
Helping their sect. Whether it is for public or private purposes, the two women have not chosen to back down. The joining of these two women may make the strongest of Qianhua Sect more fearful. After all, Piaomiao Palace is also a powerful one.
Bulk.
If Qin Yi were to face this powerful man from Qian Hua Sect alone, he would most likely kill him without any leeway. Under consideration, the two women held their spiritual weapons in their hands and did not let Qin Yi yell.
Take a step.
"Since you also want to come and die, I will help you."
The most powerful Qianhua Sect did not use spiritual weapons, and fought with their physical bodies. You must know that after reaching the most powerful, the power of the body is also extremely strong. The ten fingers are like swords, and a little light bursts out with each strike. "Dang."
"Clang, clang." This extremely strong finger force hit Qin Yi's body, making bursts of sounds. Fortunately, Qin Yi's body was strong, and with the sin of nature outside his body, such a finger sword could not hurt him.
"I underestimated you! Die!" He turned his hand into a palm and struck down hard with a palm, directly hitting Qin Yi's chest and blasting him ten meters away.
Turning around, the spiritual weapons of Yan'er and Ling'er were also in front of him. Xiqiang sneered and punched Yan'er's Ruyi away, losing its luster. He dodged Ling'er's flying sword and stretched out
With a flick of his fingers, there was a crisp sound, and the spiritual sword was knocked away. The difference in strength was too great, and such a spiritual weapon was useless against the strongest.
He dodged, his figure feinted in front of Qin Yi, and before he could react, he punched out again, sending Qin Yi flying out as he had just stood up and yet to stand firm, and hit the towering tree. There were several muffled sounds in succession,
Several giant trees behind him were broken.
Now there was really no escape. Qin Yi stood up unsteadily. Since he really couldn't escape, he didn't have to run anymore. Suppressing the severe pain in his body, General Qin increased his strength again, surrounded by hundreds of sharp knives.
Around the body, he waved the sword in his hand and rushed towards the strongest.
"Hmph! A moth flies into a flame!"
With a sneer, Qin Yi's rush towards him did not frighten him at all. When the sharp knife hit his body, he only heard a "crunching" sound and bursts of sparks flashed outside his body.
Qin Yi was horrified by such a strong body. This powerful body was much stronger than his, but the sharp knife turned into silver wings had no effect. He turned sideways and retracted the sharp knife, reorganized it behind his back, spread his silver wings,
Qin jumped up high and shouted, "Purple Yang Shattering Saber!" "Bang!" With a muffled sound, Xian Qiang stepped back a few steps and was startled. Qin Yi's blow still had some weight, but
Still didn't hurt him.
Seeing the effect, Qin Yi followed closely and charged out again, "Starry Sky Sword Technique - Destroy the Starry Sky!" The dark heavy sword slashed out fiercely, with a black sword light, slashing towards the strongest.
He stretched out his hands and clamped Qin Yi's heavy sword between his palms. Feeling the violent power contained in the heavy sword, Xiong's eyes shone brightly. This heavy sword was indeed a treasure. He held on tightly,
Be sure to get it in hand.
Qin Yi seemed to see Xiqiang's thoughts, hehe, since you want it, I'll give it to you. He took off his hand and let Xiqiang take the epee away. He turned around and jumped into the air. This time, he held the red blood tightly with both hands and slashed hard with the sword.
He came out and knocked away the heavy sword in Xiong's hand. After circling for a few times, it was inserted into the ground in the distance.
In the midst of shaking the gods, the epee was knocked away as soon as he got the heavy sword in his hand. He was very angry. His right hand immediately formed a fist and punched Qin Yi on the left chest. The power of this punch was even stronger than before. Qin Yi was like a kite with broken strings.
, drifting behind.
"Damn gangster——" Ling'er exclaimed, and Yan'er and two people instantly felt Qin Yi being lifted up.
As soon as he was lifted up, Qin Yi felt his heart surge with energy and blood, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Ling'er's goose-yellow clothes were also stained red by the blood. "Thank you... thank you!" Qin Yiqiang said with a smile.
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"You can still laugh." Linger hit him hard, causing Qin Yi to feel pain again.
"Hahaha! It is indeed a good sword. Only the strong can possess such a sword!" The strongest man raised the Withered Heavy Sword and laughed wildly.
"Hurry up and help me up!" Qin Yi stood up unsteadily with the support of Ling'er and the two girls. Looking at the arrogant Zhiqiang, he sneered in his heart, do you really think that the Withered Spirit Sword is so easy to control? The Ancient Demon God
Things are not something that anyone can control. At this moment, the strongest arm began to tremble violently, the withered heavy sword let out a low roar, and traces of magnetic storms appeared on the sword.
"What's going on?" Xian Qiang looked at the trembling Withered Heavy Sword in shock, feeling an ominous premonition.
Suddenly, the Withering Sword broke free from Zhiqiang's hands and flew away whistlingly. Then it circled around Jean and slashed hard with the sword, hitting his shoulder. This power was not from Qin Yi, but from the Withering Sword.
The power of the sword itself was not something that a strong person could withstand. The tip of the sword scratched, with a trace of blood. How could it be possible? After a moment, a sharp pain came from the strong arm, and his left arm was hammered down and fell to the ground.
"Ah!" With a shocking roar, Xianqiang covered his shoulder, and blood continued to pour out.
"It's not something you can control!" After saying that, Qin Yi's spiritual consciousness moved and recalled the Withering Sword. He stretched out his hand and a large cyan cauldron appeared in his hand. "Let you try this again!" Sparks sparkled in the cauldron,
There was a whistling sound, and then a ball of violent flames shot out, burning toward the strongest.
"Ah! I recognize this fire, it's the flame that destroys the miasma. It's really scary!" Ling'er covered her mouth and exclaimed. But Yan'er's eyes shone with light, and there was a light arc at the corner of her mouth. This guy was indeed mysterious.
Xianqiang dodged away and covered his arm with one hand, but part of his body was still burned by the flames. The flames touched his body and burned immediately, and his entire right leg was instantly scorched. It took him a long time to extinguish the flames.
He limped to his feet and glared at Qin Yi. He was so surprised that a powerful man was actually forced into such an awkward situation by a practitioner with only a fourth-level strength. He even had one of his arms broken and his legs were burned.
, this is a shame for him, a huge shame.
"I'm going to kill you!" Xeon roared viciously, his voice echoing through the sky.
"Huh! You didn't intend to let me go from the beginning, did you?"
