"What's going on?"

Everyone's eyes stared unblinkingly at the area in the villa compound that was covered in a large flame.

The flame cage was cut off by the sword, and the truth inside was gradually revealed.

With a "poof", a line of blood rushed out, sprinkled several feet into the air, and fell to the ground, dyed red.

The body of the old man with the hidden sword was directly separated from the middle, and the bloody flow flowed all over the place, which was very terrifying.

Seeing this scene, the crowd could barely make a sound.

Isn't this the head of the Huashan Sword Sect? Why did he die so quickly? Those who don't know think it's cannon fodder or some kind of small character who doesn't enter the stream.

In one word, it is, vulnerable.

Feng Lingzi and the Daoist opened their mouths, it was just a tentative attack by the old man with the hidden sword, and the two of them were ready to make a move, how did they know that such a scene would happen?

Song Fei and the man in white next to him were dumbfounded.

Especially the white-clothed swordsman, the old man who hid the sword is the head of their Huashan, why did he die like this?

Feng Lingzi looked at each other, exchanged a look, almost subconsciously, a powerful force was condensed around them, but this power was not used to fight Qin Yi, but ran away and slipped away.

"Ran away?" Countless guests below looked at this scene blankly, coming like a king in the world, fleeing like a lost dog, the most important thing is that this group of people came to pretend to be forced, and they were beaten for three minutes before their original form was exposed, and they lost their lives in vain.

The countless disciples in the rear didn't know what to do at all, they came with the head to crusade against the thieves, and now that the head of the house has run away, what are they staying here for?

"Do you want to run when you're here?

Qin Yi sneered, the murderous intent in his heart skyrocketed, and the silver manglong sword that had just been put into the ring was pulled out again, and he spit out a mouthful of true yuan, and suddenly the sword light was infinitely elongated.

In the eight hundred years of cultivation, I have never taken people's heads with flying swords!

Today, I will dye the blood of the monks with this flying sword.

On that day, the dragon lord died under the sword, and he drank the blood of the evil sword, which directly stimulated the ability of the protector to protect Qin Yi from dying under the god-destroying weapon, so it can be seen that this weapon loves the blood of the strong.

This is the last thing to do in battle, and every time you kill an opponent, you can have a full meal.

"Spread out!"

The sense of crisis in Feng Lingzi's heart skyrocketed, and he turned his head slightly, and found that a touch of silver light was quietly coming, extremely fast, and it was even difficult to notice.

This is Qin Yiyu's direct attack with spiritual power, and the spiritual power is the most mysterious, this is the power that only a Venerable can comprehend if he can break through a human immortal, and the Venerable Realm is definitely unable to understand, perceive and comprehend.

At the beginning, Qin Yi had the qualifications to kill the dragon lord, who is the dragon lord? demigod and half immortal, double cultivation of law and martial arts, half a foot into the most mysterious realm.

These people were not necessarily the opponents of the Dragon Lord when they fought alone, and Qin Yi didn't need to spend any effort to kill them.

"What?"

The Daoist in a Dao robe heard Feng Lingzi's voice and his face changed, he hurriedly turned around and found that a silver light was coming in the blink of an eye.

"Ten Thousand Fu Array!"

The void was in a formation, and a series of runes and seals were pulled out of his body, as if his whole person was wrapped in runes, otherwise he really didn't know where these runes were hidden.

Those talismans condensed into a formation in an instant, flashing with colorful brilliance, and they looked extremely beautiful in the sky, making people dizzy.

Many of the guests of the Lan family below were stunned, seeing that the silver light and the multicolored light were about to collide together, and suddenly the silver light went around at an incredible angle.

The silver flying sword seemed to have its own consciousness, dodging the opponent's defense, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the rear.

The Daoist who was staring at him with all his attention suddenly felt a chill in the back of his neck.

"Puff~"

The flying sword entered and came out from the back of his neck, bringing a touch of scarlet.

Feng Lingzi's face was shocked, and he barely hesitated, stepping on the void and sweeping into the distance, frightened the souls of the dead.

How many seconds has it been? The two half-step God Realm masters fell one after another, almost all of them were killed in seconds.

In terms of strength, Feng Lingzi didn't feel that he was much stronger than those two, and in the face of this kind of miraculous attack, he didn't have much ability to resist.

"Go!"

Qin Yi twisted his fingers, like an ancient sword immortal, driving the flying sword, and the flying sword bypassed a delicate arc in the air according to his wishes, and chased straight towards Feng Lingzi.

"Yan returns to the nest!" Feng Lingzi's figure suddenly became illusory, and he stepped on irregular nodes in the air, and his speed soared in an instant.

"Liuyun Pavilion's strongest light skill, Yan returns to the nest, Feng Lingzi's predecessors have actually reached the Mahayana realm, this speed is unmatched by the three major factions!"

Seeing Feng Lingzi performing light skills, many people showed admiration, this skill is really amazing and yearning.

It's just that compared to Qin Yi's limelight, it's a bit of a trivial, no matter how elegant his light skills are, now he is running away in embarrassment like a lost dog, and Qin Yi is the one who chases and kills.

Looking at Feng Lingzi, who had given birth to an afterimage in the void, Qin Yi sneered, with a hint of mockery in his smile.

"Points!"

Yinmang suddenly split apart, and a long sword split into countless dense small swords.

Those small swords covered a space and completely sealed off a space.

"What?" Feng Lingzi's face was shocked again, when he saw this scene, he was directly in a hurry, and a weapon split up to attack, he had never seen this kind of strange scene, how could a magic weapon reach this realm?

"Slash!"

With a hook of two fingers, Qin Yi's eyebrows flashed with a cold color, and those small swords slashed towards the void in confusion after a short pause, like ten thousand swords piercing through the heart.

Feng Lingzi's rapidly galloping body suddenly paused, and a touch of red appeared on his chest.

Almost a second later, countless Yin Hongs suddenly appeared, and countless small swords passed through his body, like Ling Chi.

Before he could take a bite, he swallowed it completely, and a pile of minced meat fell down.

The three of them died very miserably, and they were all defeated in one move, and in the face of Qin Yi's sharp and powerful attack, they had no way to resist.

With a casual move, the silver mang was united again, returned to Qin Yi's hands, and disappeared into the ring.

There was silence in the room.

When the three major factions arrived, they all thought that the scene was about to be reversed.

However, it was only about a minute, and the three masters who had been famous in the world for decades were directly wiped out, but Qin Yi's prestige was fulfilled.

Lin Tianyu and Lin Batian glanced at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Divine Realm! Absolute Divine Realm!

Edgeworth kills, this is a realm that the old man with a hidden sword is far from reaching.

Unless there is an extremely special exercise, it means that the spiritual power is high to a certain realm, and when the spiritual power reaches this realm, what else exists except for the divine realm above the Venerable?

No wonder Qin Yi had a leisurely attitude from beginning to end.

The power of the divine realm...... It's comparable to the existence of the old man in the Yanlong Department.

How could Lin Tianyu have imagined that this young man, who looked younger than him, would actually be a powerhouse in the God Realm?

"Tianyu, you must be good friends with him! This may be an opportunity for our Lin family to rise! It is also an opportunity for you to reach the top!" Lin Batian said solemnly.

Lin Tianyu smiled bitterly, if he didn't want to be friendly with the other party, he wouldn't have helped him at the beginning.

It was precisely because of his appetite that he became friends with him, not because of his strength, and he didn't know that this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger......

Song Fei's legs were weak, and he sat directly on the ground, and the three major factions who came violently were all dead at this moment, like dead fathers and mothers, and they didn't believe the scene in front of them at all.

Perhaps this is the higher the expectation, the higher the disappointment.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yi's mouth.

If he doesn't kill the chickens and make an example, there are really people who are ready to squat on his head and.

"I let some of you go once before, but unfortunately it seems that Hades still wants to take you. Qin Yi shook his head and said.

He took a step, and the men fell to their knees in fright.

"Immortal spare!

The pleas for mercy rang out.

Lan Qinzhu's heart was pounding, and this scene was like a TV screen, passing through her mind, and by the time she came back to her senses, everything was over.

The man she loved in her heart was like a fairy, who took her from hell to heaven when she was most confused and desperate.

Happiness came so suddenly, so suddenly that she couldn't believe it.

"Do you want to spare your life?" Qin Yi said in his hand, "Go and plead with the King of Hades." ”

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