Text Text_Chapter 1312 Is it him?

"Damn, how did he get so fast!"

"He's more explosive!"

"Here!"

Above the sky, the sound of angry shouts continued to resound, and fierce attacks continued to burst out in mid-air.

And this confusion is all caused by a ghost-like figure.

After absorbing eighty-one essence blood, the power of Qin Yichen's bloodline was already terrifyingly strong, and in the midst of the blood surge, an indescribably powerful force filled his whole body.

With this explosive power, he was already able to easily blast an ordinary saint-level powerhouse with one punch!

In the midst of the shouts, Qin Yichen's eyes were sharp, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and his figure continued to appear beside one saint-level powerhouse.

This kind of hunting has been going on for nearly a year, and at the beginning, if it weren't for the protection of the Ten Thousand Dao Divine Armor, he didn't know how many times he had died.

In order to resist this kind of pursuit, he endured unimaginable pain, and finally absorbed the essence blood left by that majestic figure.

Now, fused with essence and blood, it's time for him to shine!

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Qin Yichen's figure was as fast as lightning, and every time he appeared, he would definitely kill a saint-level powerhouse with a thunderous blow. It's just a moment of effort, and more than twenty saint-level powerhouses have fallen!

Looking at that ghost-like figure, there was a deep fear in the hearts of more than a thousand saint-level powerhouses.

This kind of speed is no longer something that a saint-level junior can resist!

For a while, more than a thousand saint-level powerhouses were in danger, and no one knew if they would be the next to die.

"Buzz ......"

In order to protect themselves, one by one saint-level powerhouses could only exude holy power, even if they knew that the holy power had no effect on that guy, but at least when the latter broke into their surroundings, they could sense it at the first time.

"Whoa!"

At this time, above the sky in the distance, the figures of Qingluan and his party also rushed over.

When he saw the scene in front of him, even Qingluan's eyes were filled with a deep look of consternation.

The situation in front of him was not that he expected Qin Yichen to be pressed and beaten in embarrassment, on the contrary, thousands of saint-level powerhouses were constantly dodging in Qin Yichen's counterattack!

More than a thousand saint-level powerhouses were forced to look like this by a kid at the pinnacle of the honorable level, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have believed that this would be true!

"What a speed!"

Behind Qingluan, the woman in red also flashed a look of surprise in her eyes, and exclaimed.

"Just kidding, don't look whose brother it is!"

Hearing this charming voice, Qingluan Fang came back to his senses from that shock, and immediately, he also laughed.

"Oh?"

The woman in red glanced at Qingluan, and the corners of her lips curled up with a beautiful arc.

"Let me tell you, in fact, my brother is just teasing them, no, look at it, what is more than a thousand saint levels, it's not that I can't help my brother!"

Under the gaze of the woman in red, for some reason, a fiery color rose in Qingluan's heart, he patted his chest and said proudly.

With that kind of appearance, it was as if it was not Qin Yichen who forced more than a thousand saint-level powerhouses into such embarrassment, but himself.

"The essence blood of the ancestors is all in that person, but why is there no fluctuation of the ancestors?

The woman in white frowned slightly, because Qin Yichen's speed was so fast that even she couldn't see her appearance clearly.

After exuding the Holy Might, the senses of those Saint-level powerhouses were also much sharper, and no matter how fast the latter was, as soon as they broke into their Holy Might, they would be aware of it.

Although they still can't help Qin Yichen, this embarrassing situation has also improved, at least, Qin Yichen can't torture them so wantonly.

After about a quarter of an hour or so, Qin Yichen's figure suddenly turned into a rainbow light and retreated, and finally stood in mid-air a few miles away from the more than a thousand saint-level powerhouses.

"Yi ...... Brother Yichen?!"

As his figure paused, the rainbow light on his body gradually dissipated, and when he saw his figure clearly, a look of disbelief appeared in the beautiful eyes of the woman in white in the distance.

A kind of crystal color gradually emerged in the eyes behind the tulle, this woman in white was the wind and snow that was taken away by the Nine Heavens Fire Sea Phoenix Clan!

At this time, Qin Yichen's face was deliberately changed in order to hide his identity, and even the original resolute silhouette became a little bookish.

However, at the first glance of seeing it clearly, Feng Qianxue recognized it!

Moreover, the ancient Ten Thousand Dao Divine Armor on Qin Yichen's body made Defeng Qianxue even more convinced of this.

Except for Qin Yichen, who would give her this feeling?!

"Hey, you look pretty good. ”

And just when Feng Qianxue couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart and wanted to throw herself into Qin Yichen's arms, the voice of the woman in red sounded next to her.

"No, you can't let Senior Sister Feng Rou know about this. ”

When she heard this voice, Feng Qianxue's heart trembled slightly, and she suddenly calmed down.

She knew what a huge sensation it would cause if Qin Yichen's identity was exposed, and moreover, the Nine Heavens Fire Sea Phoenix Clan would not allow him to take him away, at least, before Qin Yichen's strength was not enough, it was impossible.

Feng Qianxue took a deep breath and suppressed her excited heart, but fortunately, everyone's attention was on that slender figure at this time, and she didn't notice her abnormality.

"Why did Brother Yichen appear here, how did he hide his identity, and what god-level race ......?"

Looking at the figure that haunted her dreams, Feng Qianxue's heart had countless lovesick pains to tell her, at this time, she never thought that she finally got a chance to come out and be able to meet her lover here.

"Sister Fengrou, your little junior sister seems to have taken a fancy to my brother. ”

When Feng Qianxue looked at Qin Yichen intently, Qingluan's laughter also sounded.

"It's just because that guy has the same name as her lover, and I, the junior sister, have long had a place in my heart. ”

Feng Rou glanced at Feng Qianxue's cheeks, which were still full of indifference, and said with a smile.

"Oh, that's quite a coincidence, I wonder if Sister Fengrou has a sweetheart?"

Qingluan nodded, shifted her gaze to the woman in red, and said with a smile.

In this short period of getting along, Qingluan already had a different feeling for the woman in red.