At this time, his entire face was blood-red, and a strong violent aura emanated from his body, as if he was a desolate beast that had rushed out of the ancient forest.

The two-meter-long golden giant sword in his hand slashed, and the golden sword was five zhang long, slashing towards Qin Yi fiercely.

Looking at the murderous golden sword, Qin Yi's eyes condensed slightly, and his whole body was surging with majestic sect internal strength.

Holding the bronze spear, he burst out, facing the golden sword that was five zhang long, and the spear stirred, directly shattering the golden sword, and the energy wave that came out of the collision hit Qin Yi's chest fiercely, making Qin Yi slide directly back dozens of zhang away before he stopped.

In his chest, a burst of qi and blood churned, causing him to almost spurt out a mouthful of blood.

And Frost Hui was also hit by this wave of energy and fell to the edge of the ring.

However, in the next moment, his whole person burst up again, holding a two-meter golden giant sword, and slaughtered towards Qin Yi.

"Crazy Eight Styles—Seventh Style!"

The muscles all over his body were twisting strangely, shocking.

An extremely violent aura suddenly erupted from his body, terrifying to the extreme, making everyone watching the battle around him feel a chill in their hearts.

Everyone was in a trance, feeling that the frost light at this time was like an eternal madman, descending here.

His whole person turned into a golden stream, going up against the sky, holding a two-meter-long golden giant sword, and slashed down fiercely, on the blade of the golden giant sword, a golden sword that was five zhang long, dazzling, slashing towards Qin Yi below.

"What a crazy bastard!"

Qin Yi raised his head, looking at the swooping down frost light, Qin Yi shook his head helplessly, and the next moment, he held the smoke cloud spear, followed by a sudden rise against the sky, swinging the spear towards the huge golden sword.

Disheveled!

The smoky spear and the golden sword collided again.

The endless waves of energy and qi opened up again, and the entire space of the martial arts arena was suddenly distorted, as if it was about to collapse.

Qin Yi's arm was numb, even the tiger's mouth was cracked, a piece of flesh and blood was blurred, and the smoke cloud spear almost came out of his hand, and the frost glow above was tumbling and rushing into the sky, and the clothes on his body were almost shattered by this wave of energy qi, and they were in tatters.

It's so strong!

Everyone who was watching the battle was stunned, their faces were full of horror, they didn't expect that Qin Yi would be able to resist the seventh form of Shuanghui's "Crazy Eight Styles", and what kind of height his physique defense had reached, I really couldn't imagine it!

The last one!

Looking at the frost glow that slowly fell from the high sky, Qin Yi exhaled lightly, and the look on his face was still calm and confident.

At this time, Frost Hui has been completely beastized, and he is no different from a desolate giant beast, and his mind has been completely eroded by the crazy remnant soul sealed in the golden sword.

"Crazy Eight Styles—Eighth Styles!"

At this time, whether it was strength or speed, he had undoubtedly reached a terrifying point, his movements, without the slightest delay, carrying a two-meter golden giant sword, quickly rushed towards Qin Yi, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed down immediately.

The sword of this sword also reached ten zhang long, splitting the sky, like a shocking rainbow, cutting through the sky and slashing fiercely at the young man in front.

"Frostlight, it's all over here!"

Looking at the huge golden sword that slashed fiercely, Qin Yi suddenly said slowly, with the surging of the magic of the "Seven Heavenly Demon Styles", the aura on his body suddenly changed, as if a great demon of the ages suddenly descended here, and a faint trace of ancient demonic qi lingered out of thin air all over his body.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

In Qin Yi's left hand, there was a sound of bone transformation, and in an instant, the palm of his hand skyrocketed to a full zhang wide.

"Hoo ......"

The left hand of the Heavenly Demon, which was wide and wide, carried a gust of wind, just like a giant palm of the Heavenly Demon shot out in the extremely distant Immortal Ancient Period, shattering the endless time and space, and slamming towards the huge golden sword.

The process of getting out of the palm seems to be extremely slow, but in fact, it is extremely fast.

"Click!"

The golden sword, which was ten feet tall, suddenly shattered the moment it touched the Heavenly Demon's left hand, completely turning into nothingness.

It's this Immortal Gu Martial Arts again!

Looking at the young man's pitch-black left hand, the eyes of everyone present were bright, and even the King of Daohe was shocked, showing a strong interest in this.

Everyone is no stranger to the "Heavenly Demon Seven Styles" set of immortal ancient martial arts, when it was still in the "winning the bid" competition, Qin Yi faced off against Yu Yu, and defeated it with this set of immortal ancient martial arts.

Qin Yi's attack could not stop here, because there was no one who could stop him from moving towards the Divine Guard, the God blocked the Defeat God, and the Buddha blocked and abused the Buddha!

He stepped forward, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years: "Heavenly Demon Seven Forms-Second Style!"

The Heavenly Demon of Zhangkuan, without the slightest hesitation, slapped towards Frost Radiance.

Looking at the left hand of the Heavenly Demon that was roaring and looked like the face of a life-seeking ghost, Frost Hui was shocked and subconsciously raised his sword to block it.

"Peng!"

The desperate Heavenly Demon's left hand slapped firmly on Frost Hui's body, the two-meter-long golden giant sword was also unable to resist the power of the second type of the "Heavenly Demon Seven Styles", and on the sword body, in an instant, several cracks appeared, and Frost Hui was "kicking and kicking" and then retreated dozens of steps.

"Heavenly Demon Seven Forms-Third Form!"

At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes, as cold as a blade, burst out towards Frost Radiance, and the left hand of the Heavenly Demon from the Immortal Ancient Period slapped at Frost Hui again.

At this time, Shuanghui was completely stunned, even if he was as crazy as him, he could only stand there in a daze, his red eyes faintly flashing a trace of fear.

"Click!"

With this slap of the palm, Frost Hui's golden giant sword was broken into three, and his whole person flew out directly.

However, he didn't fall off the ring, but fell on the edge of the ring, he only felt that the skeleton in his body was almost scattered by this palm, and in his chest, the qi and blood were churning, and a mouthful of blood that he couldn't suppress spurted out.

Frost Radiance's defeat?

The whole field was extremely quiet.

All the people present were stunned, looking at each other, and for a while, they couldn't come back to their senses.

The invincible frost glow was defeated like this?

However, the next moment.

"Haha, the boy who is angry with the people and gods, your magic skills, you can't kill me!"

Frost Hui rose from the ring, still holding a severed sword in his hand, his hair was like weeds, messy, his face was extremely white, and there was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

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