Chapter 81 Totem Devouring (Fat first!) The internal organs were shaken by this blow, and Qin Yi endured the severe pain in his heart. The strength of a fifth-grade master should not be underestimated, if not for the fact that Qin Yi's body had already reached a lower-grade
The strength of the spiritual weapon could kill him directly in a single blow with these two old men.
After holding back the blood, Qin Yi was on the verge of collapse. After his strength was exhausted, his legs began to tremble violently.
The young man and woman named Xiaohua and Xiaoling looked at all this with difficulty. The strength of this young man was so strong. He could compete with two strong men at the peak of fifth grade by himself, and even broke one of their arms. Such a result.
Quite astonishing. Xiaohua knew very well the strength of one of the old men and his master. The strength of the fifth-grade was beyond the imagination of the fourth-grade. Such a strong man was actually forced to be like this by a young man.
"He had already withheld his hand just now, otherwise I would have died under his sword!" Xiaohua murmured as she looked at the deep pit.
Xiaoling was also staring at the deep pit cut by the sword in a daze. She and Xiaohua were handed over by the same master. They had already reached the fourth level in front of them. Such strength is considered very good for the same age. There is no
Thinking that the appearance of this mysterious young man broke their previous self-confidence.
Xiaohua Xiaoling's master stepped forward, helped the old man who had lost his arm, and quickly took out a piece of white cloth to wrap the wound. Otherwise, according to the speed of the blood flowing, he would die sooner or later. With the other hand, he carried a stream of true energy.
The force poured into the latter's back, and after a moment, the pale face of the old man with a broken arm showed a trace of blood.
"Junior brother, are you out of the way?" Master Xiaohua asked seriously after reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
The old man with a broken arm endured the severe pain from the broken arm, gritted his teeth, and then said, "Brother, it's okay, this little damage can't kill me!"
The old man with broken arms and Xiao Hua's master were brothers. They had been practicing in seclusion in the door for a long time. This time, they suddenly heard that the door owner said that there was a strange aura emanating around them. After asking carefully, they found out that it was the mysterious wooden sign in Shao'er's hand.
, of course, they don’t know the purpose of this mysterious wooden sign, but the Blood Demon Sect has a purpose, which is to grab something it thinks is good.
"This guy is a tough guy. I don't know who he is. Neither Chunyang Sect nor Hualian Sect has such a strong person. Could it be that he is a disciple of a major sect outside the mountain range?" Master Xiaohua said with his pupils tightened.
"It's possible. If they had such young masters, the situation here would have been reshuffled long ago. Why wait until now." The old man with a broken arm also frowned.
"No matter what his identity is, this kind of revenge must be avenged. I think the boy is almost exhausted. You, senior brother, will definitely avenge your broken arm!" Xiaohua's master reached out and patted the old man's shoulder to comfort him.
"Well, then it's time for you, Senior Brother Lao! Be careful, this guy seems a bit strange to our sect!" the old man with a broken arm reminded.
"Don't worry, I know!" Master Xiaohua nodded.
Letting go of the old man with broken arms, Xiaohua's master slowly stood up, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, and walked towards Qin Yi step by step. At this time, not far from here, dozens of auras rushed towards here at extremely fast speeds
, those auras are the remaining strong men of the Blood Demon Sect.
The Blood Demon Sect is considered a top sect in this generation. Besides it, there are two other sects, namely the Chunyang Sect and the Hualian Sect that Master Xiaohua just mentioned. The strength of these two sects is not weak either.
The individual strength is similar to that of the Blood Demon Sect, and it controls the Qiancong Mountains in its hands, forming a three-legged situation. Different from the three peripheral sects, any of the three sects here are stronger than the Blue Moon Sect and the Yinshan Sect.
Together they are even more powerful.
Feeling the murderous intention of the old man who came to him, Qin Yi frowned. The situation now became troublesome. If the old man stepped forward and struck again, he would have no choice but to stop. Moreover, there were dozens of strong auras not far away.
It's getting closer.
"Boy, despair, you should atone for what you have done!" The old man looked at Qin Yi sinisterly.
"Atonement? Hahahaha, you must be an old fool! Old dogs like you deserve to die. You are lucky enough not to be killed by me. Don't say it in such a high-sounding way, it's disgusting!" Qin Yi spat out.
Spit, laughed loudly.
At the same time, Qin Yi was also a little panicked. He was right to refuse to admit defeat, but it was also very troublesome. Now he had no strength left at all, not even the strength to activate Heavenly Sin.
Waiting to die? Impossible!
His mind sank, Qin Yi strongly absorbed the fire energy of the Red Spirit Fire, and the majestic power slowly overflowed, filling his body along the limbs and bones. The whole body was like a dry field, absorbing it crazily.
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Although the speed was not slow, such a violent power fluctuation could not escape the old man's eyes. He was not a fool and would not give Qin Yi a chance to recover.
"Suffer death! Damn boy!"
As soon as the long sword danced, the figure turned into an afterimage, and appeared in front of Qin Yi by the way, stabbing his chest with a sword. The power contained in this sword was not small, and the strong killing intent made the old man's attack power stronger.
Many of them wanted to kill Qin Yi directly with this sword.
Just when the old man was waving his long sword, dozens of figures also appeared here one after another. Looking at the old man who had broken his arm, he helped him up. He was very surprised. Who could kill this strong man who had reached the peak of the fifth grade?
The old man had his arm cut off? Everyone took a closer look, and Qin Yi in the field caught their attention. Could it be this young man in black? Does this young man have such strength? There were several questions in their minds.
Seven of these ten people have the same strength as Xiaohua and Xiaoling, and three others have the same strength as the old man with a broken arm, and are at the peak of the fifth rank. There is only one middle-aged man in Jinyi who is stronger than them, and he should be a
He is a sixth-level master who is also the leader of this group of dozens of people. His name is He Feng.
He Feng took a step forward, glanced at the old man with a broken arm, and sneered, "It doesn't matter if you find it first, it's really an embarrassment to the Blood Demon Sect to be made like this by a young boy!"
When the old man with a broken arm heard this, his face turned red instantly. Their brothers and He Feng were not on the same page, so they separated and searched separately. Just as he said, they found it, but it turned out like this. No matter what
Anyway, anyone would feel displeased by being treated with contempt, and the anger in the heart of the old man with broken arms gradually rose.
"Hmph! He Feng, don't think that someone with just a little bit more strength can overwhelm us. Let me tell you, if you had met this young man before, you might have died!" the old man with a broken arm snorted coldly.
"I won't be as rubbish as your senior brothers! If you can't even deal with a young boy, then what right do you have to shout!" He Feng said with the same sneer.
"You????" The old man with a broken arm was speechless and speechless.
"Hmph, I, He Feng, can easily get rid of such a brat!"
After saying that, He Feng pulled out the sword behind him. This sword was a spiritual weapon that had been with him for two hundred years. It was a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Many cultivators died under this sword. They could use this sword.
I already think highly of Qin Yi.
Xiaohua's master's long sword struck violently, and when it was only a few centimeters away from Qin Yi's throat, it was knocked away by a sword.
Stepping away, the old man looked at the person who came with an angry face and shouted, "He Feng, what do you mean!"
"Hahaha, it's not interesting. You haven't even been able to deal with a young boy for so long. I'm just helping you!" He Feng laughed.
"Hmph, why don't you bother me if my case is not secure!" The old man snorted coldly. If he didn't wave the long sword in his hand and pounce on Qin Yi, this kid's life must be taken.
But as soon as he moved, He Feng stopped him again. The anger in his heart was even worse than before. He looked at He Feng and roared, "He Feng, don't think that I am afraid of you!"
In fact, he just couldn't let go of this opportunity. If He Feng intervened, he would undoubtedly get a big advantage. This kid has been almost exhausted, and now it is his duty to kill him, and he will not let him do this.
Watching the two of them start to compete, Qin Yi sneered in his heart. It would be better to fight. When the young master recovers some strength, not to mention that he can beat you, at least there will be no problem in escaping. Now he is just waiting for the strength to recover and be able to activate the sky.
The power of sin.
"If you want to kill him, I will do it for you! You can rest! Haha!" He Feng laughed and rushed towards Qin Yi with a big knife.
The old man didn't hesitate when he saw He Feng coming forward with his sword, and followed him with the same sword.
There are two people, and one is at the sixth level. This is a big deal! Qin Yi is even more panicked. Grandma, you have to recover quickly, otherwise the game will be over!
The swords and swords fought fiercely with each other and swung at Qin Yi at the same time. The force generated by the swords made Qin Yi's whole body tremble violently.
"Let's see which one of us is faster!" He Feng sneered, slashed out with a knife, and hit Qin Yi directly.
"Humph, it's not certain who will win!" The old man also drew out his sword, and the sword light burst out and attacked Qin Yi.
"These two damned ones can't be treated as prey by me!" Qin Yi cursed loudly and forcefully activated the power in his body. It was not his style to wait for death.
However, the strength of these two people was too strong. Seeing the two forces approaching, the God of Death had already summoned Qin Yi again, and then a strange scene appeared.
The mysterious wooden sign in Shao'er's hand instantly fell from his hand, flying in the air, emitting a burst of strong green light, hovering for a while and flying towards Qin Yi. A very strong force enveloped him, and the two of He Feng and the old man were
Dao attacks are blocked.
"What's going on?" The two of them were stunned for a while, shocked by the sudden scene.
Before a few people could react, the green light emitted by the wooden sign erupted again, and a group of green light appeared, followed by a violent tearing force that pulled the three of them towards the light group. Receiving a strong suction, the three of them
The people also disappeared here at this time, and were all absorbed into the light group.
After the three people disappeared, the green light slowly faded, and finally roared for a while before flying back into Shao'er's arms.
