Facing Jiang Yichen, who was rushing quickly, Qin Yu's voice was extremely low and said, "You dare to kill me?"

Jiang Yichen smiled coldly in his heart, how could he be shocked by Qin Yu's words, and every word was murderous: "Killing you is like killing a dog!"

When the words fell, he was only ten meters away from Qin Yu, and his spiritual power momentum had climbed to the peak, making him full of spiritual power.

Qin Yu took a deep breath, with an incomprehensible luster in his eyes.

Three days ago, he was promoted through the three-star alchemist in the Alchemist Guild and became a potential alchemist recognized by the Alchemist Guild headquarters.

Although Liu Chen did not announce the news, Prince Yan Wuji was also present at that time, how could Jiang Yichen not know?

Suddenly, Qin Yu's pupils shrank sharply, and he quickly understood.

Jiang Yichen is just a substitute for the dead!

The Grand Prince hid the matter and did not tell anyone in the camp.

Even if Qin Yu was killed by Jiang Yichen, and the people from the Alchemist Guild headquarters came to ask for an explanation, the eldest prince could completely shirk the responsibility, saying that he didn't know about it, and Prince Yan Wuji didn't tell him.

It's just that sacrificing Jiang Yichen, a chess piece that has already been placed on the surface, can solve Qin Yu's big problem!

Facing the menacing Jiang Yichen, Qin Yu didn't have time to say anything more, and the demonic power of the ghostly flame in the sea of qi suddenly surged, moving rapidly in the meridians.

"Die!"

Jiang Yichen let out a low roar, his right hand condensed into a sword finger, and the powerful spiritual power aura rippled out, and his two fingers were under the light of spiritual power, as if forming a sharp sword, slashing towards Qin Yu.

The spiritual power sword finger reached a length of about half a meter, and the terrifying and sharp aura in it was comparable to a real sword mang, this was the strongest Xuan-level high-grade martial art that Jiang Yichen had cultivated, the Yuan Destroying Sword Finger!

It is rumored among the Yan clan that if this Yuan Destroying Sword Finger is cultivated to the Great Perfection Season, the condensed spiritual power sword blade is like a substantial sword blade, which can sharpen iron like clay.

Jiang Yichen just didn't get its essence, and only cultivated it to Xiaocheng Huo.

The condensed spiritual power sword blade is half virtual and half real, and there is a big difference between it and the actual sword blade.

But Qin Yu didn't dare to underestimate the power of Jiang Yichen's blow because of this, and used all his strength to dodge, although his current physical strength was comparable to that of a demon beast and far superior to a martial artist of the same level, he didn't dare to easily touch its edge.

"Today you will die!"

With an angry shout, the blow was not successful, Jiang Yichen continued to attack again, and the sword blade of spiritual power was suddenly magnificent.

The sword-like fingers burst out from between his fingers in an instant, like a sword stabbed by a sword cultivator.

The sword finger of the extinguishing yuan can be condensed into spiritual power, and the blade of the sword can be attached to the finger like a sword-like melee attack, and it can also shoot out for long-range attacks.

"Not good!"

Qin Yu, who dodged Jiang Yichen's melee sword point, secretly screamed in his heart.

The fingers that broke away from Jiang Yichen's fingers and shot through like a sword, drawing an ethereal trajectory that seemed to be traceless, and attacked him.

"Demon transformation, block me!"

Even Qin Yu, who had the ability to perform primary battles, couldn't figure out the direction of Jiang Yichen's finger's attack, and there was no way to avoid it, so in desperation, he had no choice but to cast the overall demon transformation and mobilize all the ghostly flame demon power in the sea of qi to protect his whole body.

It was too late, it was too fast, and just the next millisecond after completing this series of actions, Qin Yu's chest and heart were subjected to the piercing attack of this Yuan-destroying sword finger.

A muffled snort sounded from his mouth, and bright blood flowers poured down.

Syllable~!

Qin Yu, who was being killed by the Exterminating Yuan Sword Finger, his figure that maintained a fast-moving dodge movement suddenly lost his balance, and his body was supported by his feet and one hand and dragged out a distance of several meters.

In the heart area, a bloody wound was constantly bleeding blood, and the sharp pain that hit it made Qin Yu frown.

Even if Qin Yu used the demon transformation, the strength and defense of his physical body were doubled, and coupled with the protection of the demon power of the ghostly flame, he still suffered such a trauma.

The gap in the cultivation realm is too big, Jiang Yichen has the eightfold cultivation of the Chong Pulse Realm, while Qin Yu only has the threefold.

What's more, what Jiang Yifei is using is still a high-grade martial art, and Qin Yu is naturally invincible.

"Not dead?"

Jiang Yifei looked at Qin Yu, who was slowly standing up with one hand on his back, with a slight look of surprise in his eyes.

He was extremely confident in the power of his Yuan Destroying Sword Finger, even if a martial artist of the same rank as him was hit, he would suffer heavy losses, but Qin Yu could still stand up?

"It's really a little strong who can't be beaten. ”

Jiang Yifei pursed his lips coldly, and then mobilized the spiritual power in the sea of qi again, ready to make up for it and finish Qin Yu.

However, he didn't have a chance to make another move, Han Ping and his three Cangyan Janissaries had already rushed over, and the four of them firmly protected Qin Yu behind him.

"Han Ping get out of the way for me, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!"

Jiang Yichen drank lightly with a cold face, and pressed step by step, and the middle finger and ring finger of his right hand once again had the sword-like spiritual power fingers of the Yuan Destroying Sword Finger condensed and formed.

"Alright, almost. ”

It was just when the two sides were about to start a fierce battle in this Cangyan Hall that Yan Yong, who was full of sickness on the dragon chair, spoke extremely weakly.

His voice, though weak, was clear to everyone present.

"I can pretend I don't know what you are doing in private, but this is the Cangyan Palace, you are so messing around, where are you putting me!"

Yan Yong suddenly sat up straight, and released a powerful imperial majesty all over his body, and everyone present was calm.

The two clan elders beside him spread out the momentum of the martial artists on their bodies without reservation, enveloping everyone's bodies.

Suddenly, Jiang Yichen and Lei Qing and the others on the other side all stopped moving.

At this moment, if anyone dares to make a move again, I am afraid that these two Yan clan elders will not scruple to make any moves.

Seeing that the chaotic scene in the main hall was stopped, Yan Yong, whose spirit was slightly shocked, seemed to have used up all his strength, and leaned weakly on the dragon chair.

He looked at the people below with sleepy eyes, and said weakly: "If there is something to discuss, if there is nothing to do, it will be dispersed, and Hugh will do it again in the main hall." ”

When the words fell, King Yanyong returned to his previous appearance, as long as no one fought in the hall again, he would not care about anything.

No matter how the people of the two camps of the eldest prince and the third prince are directed at each other, and how they pull their strings, he will not participate in half of the opinions.

At most, he waited until the two sides were almost over and made the final decision.

"Hmph, count yourself lucky, I'll let you go today. The coming day is long, and the account between us will be settled slowly later. ”

King Yanyong spoke, Jiang Yichen didn't dare to make another attempt, he glanced at Qin Yu coldly, waved his hand and left the hall with those henchmen, waiting outside the door.

Qin Yu snorted, forcibly suppressed the sharp pain in his chest, and said with color: "You're right, the coming day is long, I'll write down this finger first!"

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