"How is it possible? Why are you not affected at all by my roar from the abyss?"
Ding Hao already knew that it would be futile to continue like this. He stopped his moves and looked at Qin Yi. In his eyes, in addition to confusion and anger, there was also a kind of dodge without confidence.
Qin Yi smiled calmly and said, "Is this strange? It's just that your tricks are too low-level and have no effect on me."
The Abyss Howl, the unique skill of the Holy Valley of the Abyss. Qin Yi had already seen it when he faced Gu Yuncang.
At that time, the impact of the abyss roar on Qin Yi was minimal. What's more, Qin Yi was mentally prepared and took precautions early.
Ding Hao, who had always been extremely calm, was suppressed by Qin Yi one after another, and cracks finally appeared in his state of mind.
As a genius of the Holy Valley of the Abyss, although he is not the top among the sect, he is still an extremely outstanding existence.
In the sect, he has never been suppressed to such an extent. Even when he met Gao Lin of the Luofu Sect and Xu Qing of the Jinghua Palace, he was able to compete with them by his own means.
But now, the guy in front of him obviously does not belong to either of these two major forces. He is just an ant that they despise as a prey, but he has cracked down the methods he is proud of one after another.
"Who are you? Are you a genius from other fields who came here to act like a pig and eat the tiger, trying to make trouble?"
After asking this question, for some reason, Ding Hao desperately hoped to get a positive answer from Qin Yi.
Because only in this way can Ding Hao restore the ridiculous self-esteem in his heart.
On the other hand, Qin Yi's ability has already made Ding Hao fearful. Although he still has some trump cards that he has not yet used, he is unwilling to continue fighting Qin Yi to the death.
After all, during the trial on Demon Spirit Island, his biggest opponents were still Gao Lin and Xu Qing. Fighting with these people, not to mention whether they could win, would lead to heavy losses in the end, which was obvious.
Naturally, he was worried that his vitality would be severely damaged, leaving Gao Lin and Xu Qing to reap the benefits.
As long as Qin Yi gives a positive answer, Ding Hao will immediately borrow the donkey from Poxia and turn enemies into friends with Qin Yi.
He even wanted to win over Qin Yi and use Qin Yi to deal with the other two people.
In terms of scheming, among the three people with the same name, Ding Hao is definitely the most cunning. Even Xu Qing, who is famous for his resourcefulness in Jinghua Palace, can only be compared with Ding Hao in terms of scheming others.
Qin Yi seemed to have penetrated Ding Hao's mind. He smiled teasingly and replied: "You have tried so hard to find out where I came from. Do you want to borrow the donkey from Poxia? Then turn the conflict into friendship? Don't you think that at this moment, you have such thoughts?
, don’t you think it’s too naive?”
The shame of having his thoughts exposed by Qin Yi, coupled with the anger of being despised by Qin Yi, made Ding Hao's emotions explode like a dynamite barrel that caught fire: "You idiot who doesn't know what is good! Do you think that I really do?
Aren't you afraid? Since you don't know what's going on, just go die in peace!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Hao took out a set of talisman from the storage ring. With a flash of light, the talisman transformed into the shape of armor and disappeared into Ding Hao's body instantly.
Then, a big knife appeared in Ding Hao's hand. The blade had a perfect arc, and there was a long blood groove in the middle. It was murderous and cold light shot out. It was obviously not a mortal thing.
With the sword in hand, Ding Hao's aura immediately changed. It was not only cold, but also bloodthirsty and domineering: "This sword is called the Fierce Tiger Sword, a true spirit-level weapon. If you can die under its attack, I have to say that this
It’s your boy’s honor. Even I’m a little envious of you.”
Qin Yi was unmoved and responded indifferently: "If you kill yourself with this knife, you don't have to be envious, right?"
Ding Hao chuckled and said: "I will let you use your words in the end, otherwise you will die and become a ghost. I'm afraid you won't be willing to accept it, right?"
As he spoke, Ding Hao's blood surged all over his body, and even his skin turned red. As if sensing the blood of the knife holder, the Fiery Tiger Blade's blade actually changed strangely.
A bloody tiger appeared on the back of the sword, its wide eyes seemed to be staring at Qin Yi. Even though it was carved on the back of the sword, Qin Yi could clearly feel the murderousness and violence in the tiger's eyes.
Equipped with armor and talismans, holding a fierce tiger sword, Ding Hao's pupils radiated strong confidence and fierceness.
"Die!"
After shouting, Ding Hao raised his knife and slashed at Qin Yi. The light of the knife cut through the air, leaving bloody afterimages, as if he was about to open up the world, and a huge pressure suppressed him.
Compared with Ding Hao's violence and strength, Qin Yi seemed extremely calm. He calmly took out a gourd from the storage ring and gently raised it in the direction of Ding Hao's attack.
Buzz.
The gourd swayed in the void, producing more than a dozen ripples. The area of the ripples continued to expand as the light flashed, as if a shield was being lifted up by Qin Yi.
A strange scene appeared. Ding Hao's knife, which was filled with the intention of killing, was inexplicably stuck in the air for some unknown reason.
The counter-magnetic treasure gourd will resist when it encounters gold! A mysterious repulsive force caused Ding Hao to strike hard and suddenly, instantly losing all its power.
Ding Hao's pupils shrank for a while, seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately prepared to draw the knife and retreat. But soon, he desperately discovered that when he was about to draw the knife, the original repulsive force strangely turned into a powerful suction force, and the force of suction turned into a powerful force.
Ding Hao was frozen in place.
No. To be precise, it was the Fierce Tiger Saber that was immobilized by the strange ripples.
Ding Hao, who was already simmering with anger, finally couldn't help but yell: "What the hell is this? Boy, other than these crooked ghosts, don't you dare to fight with me in an open and honest manner?
!”
Qin Yi turned a deaf ear and looked at Ding Hao indifferently: "The cry of a defeated dog. It seems that you only have so much ability left. Then try my sword."
As he spoke, the Seven Killing Sword in Qin Yi's hand moved like lightning, and was not affected by the reverse magnetic gourd at all, and stabbed Ding Hao quickly.
A bone-chilling chill, accompanied by an icy murderous aura, shot directly at Ding Hao.
Ding Hao's whole body trembled, and his soul almost suffocated. His eyes flickered for a while, and finally he calmed down: "Boy, remember this! In this life, you will never leave the Demon Spirit Island!"
Qin Yi originally thought that Ding Hao had other means, and was preparing to deal with it. However, unexpectedly, Ding Hao loosened his hands and gave up the Fierce Tiger Saber. His figure was like lightning, he swept away and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
It has to be said that Ding Hao's escape technique should have been carefully practiced. Not to mention disappearing without a trace, he didn't even leave any clues or scent.
At the critical moment, this guy actually escaped! Even the Fierce Tiger Sword and the abyss blood beasts bound by Qin Yi were abandoned.
This was obviously something Qin Yidu had not expected. Looking at the direction Ding Hao was leaving, he sighed twice after a moment: "What a pity."