In fact, everyone can see that when the original sect and the king challenged Qin Yi as a great grandmaster, they wanted to take the opportunity to abolish him, but even the high-level of the Holy See did not make a sound to stop him, and they were not good at forcibly stopping each other.

Qin Yi didn't pay attention to the noise around him, he was calm, and there was always a faint smile on the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Zong He Wang spread his legs slightly, not squinting, this posture that looked quite domineering, he had maintained it for more than three hours!

Qin Yi came to a position about twenty zhang away from the king of Zonghe, stood still, and in an instant, in his calm and bright eyes, there was a faint surge of war intent, up and down his body, and the internal strength of the sect was slowly surging.

"Boy, you didn't disappoint, you're here after all. ”

Zong He Wang looked at the young man in front of him lightly and said word by word.

"Let's make a move, why are you talking so much nonsense? In this world, there are so many strong people, who are you pretending to force to see?"

Qin Yi didn't bother to say anything more to him, and waved his hand directly.

Teng Teng Teng!

As he spoke, the four elemental seeds of gold, water, fire, and earth in his dantian burned violently under his urging, allowing his strength, speed, and physique defense to reach their peak in an instant.

At the same time, Qin Yi secretly urged his left hand to enter an ethereal state.

"Boy, in front of my sect and the king, you are still so arrogant, I really admire your courage!"

The corners of Zong Hewang's mouth twitched violently, and his face was terrifyingly blue.

Swish!

The next moment.

He took out his sword.

It was a sharp knife that was one and a half meters long, the sharp knife was slender, less than two fingers wide of an adult, and the whole body was blood-colored, and there was constantly blood surging.

With the appearance of this blood-colored sharp knife, the entire martial arts arena was instantly filled with a terrible smell, as if it had fallen into an eternal killing field.

"Medium-grade holy weapon!"

Qin Yi quickly made a judgment on the weapons of the king of Zonghe.

In this regard, Qin Yi was not surprised, it was not uncommon for a pinnacle grand master of the Kyushu Holy See to have a medium-grade holy weapon.

"It's so powerful!"

Before Zong He Wang made a move, he just took out his weapon, and around the martial arts arena, there was an exclamation, the sword qi was too strong!

"The myth of this god-wrenched kid is finally coming to an end!"

In the crowd, including Cheng Ye, those court guards who usually hated Qin Yi were all quite happy and let out a light breath.

And the looks on the faces of Huangfu Xiangyi, Liluo, Fu Qingqing and others became more and more bitter.

The blood-colored war knife was clenched in his hand, and Zong and Wang himself also became as sharp as the blood-colored war knife in his hand in an instant, and his eyes were burning with a strong killing intent!

A knife!

With just one sword, he will kill this boy who is angry with the gods!

Neat!

Zong Hewang's face was extremely gloomy, for today's battle with Qin Yi, he had already planned it, with one sword, he would kill this kid who was angry with the gods and gods, and would not give him any chance.

This battle is destined to end as soon as it begins.

He suddenly poured the majestic Xuan Qi into the blood-colored war knife, and the blood-colored war knife trembled violently, and even a blood-colored figure faintly appeared in the sky above the battle knife.

The next moment!

After waiting for more than three hours, he couldn't wait, and the king of Zonghe, who wanted to kill Qin Yi, stomped on the ground with his wide soles, and the whole person directly turned into a huge golden mang, holding a blood-colored war knife, and slashed at the young man in front of him: "Nine knives of the flood - the first knife!"

With this knife, he exerted all his strength, and all the anger and grievances were contained in this knife.

As this knife was slashed out, I saw that on the sharp blade, a sword that was five zhang long suddenly burst out, piercing through the sky and splitting the void.

Yes......

It's unimaginably strong!

Everyone watching the battle around them exclaimed, it was the first time they had seen the peak grand master of the Holy See make a move.

The Huangfu Xiangyi, Liluo, and Fu Qingqing in the crowd even looked at their hearts, and their faces were slightly pale.

The five-zhang long blood-colored knife has not yet been chopped, and the endless knife qi is like a monstrous wave, rushing to think of Qin Yi, making Qin Yi's cheeks all shaved painfully, his body is dressed and hunting, and the black hair on his head is all backwards.

Qin Yi never took half a step back, his eyes were slightly condensed, looking at the huge blood-colored knife that broke through the air, he suddenly rushed forward, and met the blood-colored knife with a punch.

"This kid, his brain has really been caught by the door!"

Looking at the young man who did not dodge at all, but instead swung his fist to meet him, the corners of Zong Hewang's mouth suddenly hung a grim smile.

With this all-out sword, he may not even be able to dodge, but he still has to swing his fist to meet it, so he will only die faster.

However, the smile on the corner of his mouth was suddenly frozen, and he could only see Qin Yi's fist, as if it was made of steel.

"Click!"

Qin Yi's fist touched the blood-colored knife that was five feet long, and the sword suddenly shattered.

Well?

He actually smashed the sword slashed by Zong He Wang with one punch!

Everyone watching around was dumbfounded, they could feel that Zong He Wang seemed to be bent on causing Qin Yi to die, this knife, he used all his strength, however, Qin Yi was a punch, and the blood-colored knife that was five feet long was shattered!

"The expected picture did not appear, this knife did not cleanly kill this angry kid......"

Zong He Wang was carrying a blood-colored war knife and stood there in a daze, slightly distracted, with a faint feeling of heartbreak.

This battle was not as he expected, just at the beginning, it ended!

"King Zonghe, do you want to kill me with a single sword? It seems that with your current strength, you still can't accomplish such a great feat. ”

Qin Yi stood there calmly, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

Zong Hewang's thoughts, he knew at a glance.

It was difficult for King Zonghe to calm down, he couldn't understand that Qin Yi's cultivation was only in the middle of the Five Realms of Zongdao, but it was so strong that it was difficult to kill him with even a knife with all his strength.

With a long breath, Zong He Wang forcibly suppressed the shock and anger in his heart, slowly raised the blood-colored war knife in his hand, pointed at Qin Yi from afar, and said coldly: "Boy, you have to be less stubborn, this is the first sword." ”

Any martial art is more powerful than the other, and Zong He Wang's "Nine Swords of the Flood Wilderness" is naturally no exception.

He believed that with the next knife, he would definitely be able to kill this kid, and there would be no second situation.

This book was first published in Book King