As soon as Qin Yi changed his move, Wu Tian knew that he was going to be finished!

His little cleverness was completely pierced by the other party.

When he raised his head and saw the scorn in Qin Yi's cold eyes, Wu Tian had already felt an incomparably cold aura pouring into his chest!

It was a cold he had never experienced before, deep into the soul!

In an instant, the colorful evil qi in his chest was completely sealed, and just when he wanted to dissolve it, another scorching flame gushed out, and the qi that originally erupted sharply in his body was instantly exploded, and his dantian shattered in response to his anger.

Wu Tian was still sober-minded, knowing that the mortal body could not be saved even if it was abolished, so he wanted to show the prototype and escape.

But the third song followed, this time it was purple thunder, and as soon as the thunder and lightning came out, the whole body was paralyzed, and where could it still move.

Thundered!

The bones, blood, and meridians of his whole body were destroyed by the purple thunder, and they were broken inch by inch, and green blood also flowed out of the seven holes.

Wu Tian had never seen such a terrifying martial art, Qin Yi was like a tarsal gangrene, the fourth and fifth songs attacked wildly, and the strength was heavier and more fierce than before!

Wu Tian regretted it, he finally knew why the world respected this young boy like a god, and the demons in the south were terrified when they heard the news!

His self-righteous little trick turned out to be a laughing stock for losing his life!

Qin Yi didn't give him a chance to regret it!

When the fifth qi fiercely penetrated Wu Tian's body that was known as King Kong's indestructible, this three-thousand-year-old demon, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, his body flickered, and the red glow in his eyes and the colorful qi of the seven orifices dimmed.

"You're defeated!"

Qin Yi said indifferently.

"You, what kind of exercise are you, why can you defeat my vajra body, and my external refining can avoid the thunder!"

"This, how is this possible?"

Wu Tian muttered.

"After avoiding one or two thunderstorms and cultivating into a divine body, do you think you have become a demon king? No, you are too superficial, you are too far from the true way. ”

"In my eyes, you are like a plant and a tree in this mountain and river, which can be destroyed with a snap of your fingers, nothing more."

Qin Yi said proudly.

"You mean I'm a piece of shit?"

Wu Tian vomited blood again, this was something he never expected, he originally thought that he could set off the demons to subvert the world, but he never wanted to make trouble for a long time, he was just so valuable.

"Of course, you still have some use, and that is this stinger on you!"

Qin Yi's fingers were folded, and the natal thorn hidden in Wu Tian's chest broke in response.

"Whew!"

As soon as the natal thorn was pulled, Wu Tian's last wisp of vitality also flowed eastward, and his heavy body slammed on the ground, and then a puff of black smoke rose from his body, and when the black smoke dissipated, he saw a colorful centipede the size of a car and more than ten meters long died on his back.

The thousand-year-old centipede essence is as hard as iron, and it is strange and poisonous to find, it is a rare refining creature, of course Qin Yi will not let it go, and the gourd is raised, and the centipede corpse is collected.

As soon as Wu Tian died, the little demons who were waving flags and shouting around were panicked one by one, and they scattered and fled, only in the blink of an eye, and the original thousands of little demons scattered in a hurry and disappeared.

"This damn piece of waste, stupid enough to give up the empty door to someone to beat, deserves to be killed."

Bai Shaoyang didn't know that Wu Tian had a natal thorn, but Wu Tian's temptation was counter-killed, but he could see it clearly, and he was very annoyed.

"Wu Tian is careless, but Qin Hou can break his defense with one palm, and the tricks are extremely weird and majestic, which shows that the cultivation surnamed Qin is not under you and me, and he can't be careless."

Ji Wuxian reminded.

"Next, there's Mr. Lauge."

Bai Shaoyang bowed his hand and bowed.

"Don't worry, I will kill him with this sword!"

Ji Wuxian stood up, spun around, and landed in the middle of the field.

Bai Shaoyang retracted his gaze and fell on Feng Qi, his eyes showed pity, he quietly stroked the back of his hand, and said gently: "Xiao Qi, I think Ji Wuxian may not be the opponent of the Qin thief, you go and keep an eye on the old nun, once there is a change, immediately let her open the mountain gate array and kill Qin Hou." ”

Feng Qi saw that his eyes were gentle, and his heart was infinitely moved, and he regarded Bai Shaoyang as a lifelong support, tears appeared in his eyes, and he said affectionately: "Bai Shao treats me like this, Feng Qi is willing to die, I will stare at the old nun." ”

After speaking, his face was full of determination, and he walked quickly to the side of Juexin to observe the changes of time.

Bai Shaoyang had goosebumps all over his body, and he felt nauseous for a while, and he wanted to chop off his hands.

He's had a good time following the trend, and even had some indecent behavior, but it was all about taking advantage of this damn shemale.

Because there are countless masters in the world, but there is only one Fengqi, and the value of this person is incomparable.

What's even more interesting is that this is a very simple shemale, Bai Shaoyang doesn't need a high-grade magic weapon, a genius earth treasure, just a few words of rhetoric can make him die, it is undoubtedly a good deal.

"You are the Marquis of Jiangdong Qin, why do you want to pretend to be my name and kill in the ancient stone city, and damage my reputation!"

Ji Wuxie's yin owl and ruthless gaze stared coldly at Qin Yi through the cloak, and said murderously.

"You should be glad that I use your name."

Qin Yi didn't take Ji Wuxian in his eyes at all, and said arrogantly.

"Very good, you are the first person in nearly a hundred years who dares to call me trash!"

"Look at the sword!"

"No regrets in my life!"

Originally, at this time, the sky had already appeared white, but that rare light of dawn seemed to be completely swallowed by Ji Wuxie's sword light!

Everyone only felt that their eyes were dark, as if they had fallen into the reincarnation of the black master, and there was only endless black.

That kind of darkness makes people feel the tremor of death in every pore, and the three souls and seven spirits also become muddy, and there is no thought of resistance at all, only endless despair.

It's not just swordsmanship anymore, it's an art!

It is undoubtedly admirable that a person can practice swordsmanship to this realm of integration with heaven and earth.

Qin Yi is no exception!

He has experienced the earth-shattering stab of the sword slave, the sword slave is to practice a sword in his life for a lifetime, but Ji Wuxie's sword is like a higher level in the realm, he is a sword in the world!

As soon as this sword comes out, there is no one in the world who does not cut it.

Ji Wuxian has absolute confidence in his swordsmanship!

He has been proficient in all kinds of swordsmanship in his life, but what he is best at is this sword, just like the name of the sword, and he has no regrets in his life. Since his debut, he has used this sword, and there is no need to use a second sword!

Except for Yan Jiutian, he never lost to others.

He believed that Qin Yi would never be an exception!

He is completely at one with the darkness, pervasive, and everywhere!

Sword out!

Darkness enveloped Qin Yi in an instant, and every place was a door to death!

It seems like an unstoppable sword of despair!

Ji Wuxian thought so too, but he soon found out that he was very wrong!

PS: There will be an update later.

(End of chapter)