With the strength of the "Six Transformations of Demon Sound" that Qin Yi is currently cultivating, the second change is still unable to kill the soldiers who possess the four realms of the sect.

"It's ......"

Fengyue Zhantian finally changed slightly, and he only now realized that this young man's magic skills were stronger than the other.

In the distance, Duanmu Xue, Duanmu Traces and other soldiers of the Duanmu clan were also stunned again, stunned there, they suddenly realized that this young man from the Kyushu continent, perhaps, really alone, can resist the entire army of the Fengyue clan.

Before the soldiers on both sides came back to their senses, Qin Yi had already shouted: "The six changes of the magic sound - the third change!"

The bronze bell above his head was also transformed into red in an instant, and in the "buzzing" vibration, a red sound wave, as if it was the rolling blood wave, surging towards the army of the Fengyue clan.

At this moment, Qin Yi's messy black hair, his faintly visible eyes were extremely cold.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

With that red sound wave, in the army of the Fengyue clan, it swept by, and the soldiers whose bodies were cracked before could no longer bear this sound wave, and their bodies suddenly exploded, and suddenly became a blood mist.

Belch......

The soldiers on both sides were like five thunderbolts, stunned and unable to move, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Yi slaughtered hundreds of Fengyue clan soldiers.

All this is as unreal as a dream!

Even the wind and moon battle sky were shocked by such a scene, and it was difficult to attach!

"Little bastard, dare to use magic skills to slaughter my soldiers, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Suddenly returned to the wind and moon battle sky, sad and angry, under the surging strength of the majestic sect, his golden armor suddenly exploded with a "peng", and his cloak was scattered, like a wild man, and he rushed madly towards Qin Yi.

In the blink of an eye, he slaughtered hundreds of his soldiers, how could he not go crazy.

The battle knife in his hand slashed fiercely, directly turning into a dense sword, rushing towards Qin Yi, and the endless killing intent instantly filled every inch of space here, making people shudder.

His eyes condensed slightly, looking at the dense knives that came wildly, Qin Yi turned around and raised his legs, and the whole person disappeared directly in place, and those dense knives were all split into the air.

The next moment, the young man's tall figure appeared out of thin air dozens of feet away.

"That kid is there, chop him up for me!"

Ahead, in the army of the Fengyue clan, Fengyue roared, and the war knife in his hand swung fiercely.

"Kill this boy!"

Suddenly, the army of the Fengyue clan, one by one, holding their swords, urged the war horses, like a tide, towards Qin Yi, killing wildly, everyone's eyes were red, and their eye sockets were almost cracked.

However, all in vain.

"Six changes in magic sound—the fourth change!"

Looking at the Fengyue Clan soldiers who were killing wildly, Qin Yi shouted, and the bronze bell above his head suddenly turned black.

The ancient bronze bell, like a magic bell from hell, was pitch black, suspended above the young man's head, as if he could suck the soul of a person into it with just one glance.

"Buzz ......"

As Qin Yi suddenly urged the magic trick of "Six Changes of Magic Sound" to rise, the pitch-black bronze bell suddenly trembled, and the trills were earth-shattering.

A huge pitch-black sound wave emanated from the bronze bell, as wide as a thousand zhang, and swept away, enveloping the Fengyue Clan's army that was riding a war horse and killing wildly.

"Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", ......

With this earth-shattering pitch-black sound wave, it swept away, and among the army of the Fengyue Clan, there was a continuous loud noise, and in the blink of an eye, the bodies of thousands of soldiers exploded all at once.

On the field, the armies of both sides, including Fengyue Zhantian, were suddenly stunned, and their jaws shattered to the ground.

The whole field was extremely quiet, and the whole world was still, only streams of blood mist were floating silently.

Although the people here are not weak in cultivation, they are all people in the army, and they have never seen such a huge martial art.

"I'm grass, am I dazzled, this is crazy......"

Duanmu Marks sat on horseback, blinked in disbelief, and muttered to himself.

"Hallucination, this must be an illusion......"

"Oh my God, is that boy a god?"

"This world is so crazy!"

“......”

In the army of the Duanmu clan, there was an exclamation, and everyone's faces were full of shock and surprise.

After Qin Yi's "Six Changes of Magic Sound" played four changes, thousands of soldiers were slaughtered, and such a battle scene was really rare for eternity.

It's bloody!

I like it, though!

"Hahaha, brother-in-law, you are so handsome, I adore you to death......!"

Duanmujin suddenly laughed wildly, and as a result, he got carried away and almost fell off the horse.

Duanmu Xue beside him, heard Duanmu Traces shouting "brother-in-law", although he was still a little embarrassed, but he suddenly felt less harsh, and saw that Duanmu Marks almost shook off the horse's back, and hurriedly kept the embarrassed appearance of the horse's neck, and the shame in his heart also disappeared, and even covered his small mouth with his hand, "poof" and laughed out loud, glaring at him funny: "Coward, fall to death!"

"Haha, I admit that I am a coward, but this brother-in-law I brought is a big hero, and when he saw it, he slaughtered thousands of soldiers of the Fengyue clan with his own strength. ”

Duanmu laughed happily.

"You die, a brother-in-law, I think you're really addicted!"

Duanmu Xue raised her slender and sturdy legs, and kicked Duanmu Mark's horse buttocks fiercely, her crystal jade cheeks were flushed, and she was embarrassed, but in the depths of her eyes, there was obviously a touch of joy.

Compared with the shock and ecstasy of the Duanmu clan's army, in the Fengyue clan's army, everyone's faces were full of anger and fear.

In just a moment's effort, this young man from the Kyushu Continent slaughtered thousands of soldiers, even if he was a strong emperor, he might not be able to achieve such an effect!

Qin Yi hung the ancient bronze bell on his head, one hand behind his back, standing there proudly, looking at Fengyue Zhantian with a calm face, and the faint words came out of his mouth: "Fengyue Clan Patriarch, have you decided to consider my proposal?"

Fengyue Zhantian held the cold light sword and stood at a position twenty zhang away from Qin Yi, his face was terrifyingly pale, his chest rose and fell violently, and his heart was shocked and annoyed.

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