"There's an ambush under the chain bridge!"

Qin Yi, who had entered the ethereal state, easily discovered that there were people in ambush under the chain bridge.

Qin Yi couldn't help but stop, and the Xuan Qi in his body suddenly surged, and the whole person instantly entered a state of battle, exuding a majestic Xuan Dao internal strength, with black hair on his head and no wind on his head, and his clothes were hunting.

"Whoa!"

A figure rushed up from under the chain bridge.

Qin Yi fixed his eyes and saw that the person who came was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, wearing a red robe, with a violent aura all over his body, and his eyes were quite yin.

"Boy, yes, you can actually detect an ambush under this chain bridge. The red-robed man looked at Qin Yi with some surprise.

Looking at the red-robed man with murderous intent, Qin Yi instantly understood in his heart that Qianqiu Xue, the master of Qianqiu Pavilion, would invite him to the main hall to talk about it, and his real purpose was to isolate himself and then intercept and kill him.

But what Qin Yi couldn't understand was that Qianqiu Pavilion had always been in a neutral position and did not favor any of the forces?

Could it be that Xuanyang Mansion and Yuanxing Mansion impressed Qianqiu Pavilion with what heavy treasures?

But that seems unlikely?

If Qianqiu Pavilion could be impressed by Chongbao, the pattern of the five major forces in Phoenix City would not be what it is now.

For a moment, Qin Yi couldn't figure this question out.

Unable to figure it out, he simply didn't think about it, shook his head lightly, shook off his chaotic thoughts, and concentrated on facing the red-robed man in front of him.

"You, you should be from Xuanyang Mansion or Yuanxing Mansion, right? I don't understand why Qianqiu Pavilion, who has always been bright, would help you murder me this time, but, whoever stands in my way, die!"

In an instant, a strong killing intent surged in Qin Yi's eyes.

"At a young age, but he learned to be so arrogant, he is innocent of death!"

In the eyes of the red-robed man's vulture, killing intent also emerged: "You are all people who are going to die, so why not tell you who I am?" Boy, listen up, the person who killed you today is Xuanyang Yuqing, the third elder of Xuanyang Mansion!"

It turned out to be someone from Xuanyang Mansion!

Qin Yi knew in his heart, and suddenly faintly felt that Qianqiu Pavilion might have been used by Xuanyang Mansion and Yuanxing Mansion, otherwise, he really couldn't think of it, he and Qianqiu Pavilion, the master of Qianqiu Pavilion, had no grievances and no enmity, why did she murder herself.

"Good!"

Qin Yi smiled faintly, and suddenly burst into tears: "Then, go die!"

With a wave of his left hand, a huge golden light giant palm suddenly appeared above Xuanyang Yu Qing's head, and suddenly covered it.

However, this time, the golden giant palm was not slapped, but directly grabbed Xuanyang Yuqing and threw it out of the chain bridge.

Outside the chain bridge, there is an abyss.

If you fall, you will be crushed to pieces, and there will be no place to bury you.

"Ahh

Xuanyang Yuqing exclaimed in surprise, and his body fell straight down to the abyss.

However, he is also worthy of being a master of the Xuan Dao, and when he fell about a zhang, his body suddenly rushed straight up, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the chain bridge.

As soon as this happened, he broke out in a cold sweat, and a cold wind swished on his spine.

"Little rabbit, you dare to plot against me and find death!"

Xuanyang Yuqing's hand suddenly had a half-moon scimitar, and until now, he hadn't seen what it was just now, and threw him off the chain bridge.

Swish!

The half-moon scimitar in Xuanyang Yuqing's hand drew a suffocating sword and slashed towards Qin Yi. In the flash of the sword, the half-moon scimitar seemed to have sliced a piece of void, and in an instant, it cut into the front of Qin Yi.

It's so strong!

Feeling the sharpness of the half-moon scimitar, Qin Yi didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, "Kuafu's Step" suddenly came out, and his body retreated, but the half-moon scimitar in Xuanyang Yuqing's hand was like a shadow, never leaving Qin Yi's chest an inch.

For a while, the two of them were chasing back and forth on the iron chain bridge deck, Qin Yi took "Kua Father's Steps" to the extreme, his body turned into an afterimage, and his feet left the bridge directly.

"It's ...... Yukong?"

Xuanyang Yu Qing's face showed a strong look of shock.

"Is this a demon? I'm only 15 years old! ”

Xuanyang Yuqing suddenly increased his speed, and the half-moon scimitar in his hand was about to cut into Qin Yi's chest.

"Heavenly Demon Style!"

In such a line between life and death, Qin Yi is very decisive, and his shot is his strongest hole card.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

In an instant, Qin Yi's left hand skyrocketed to a zhang width, and he suddenly fanned Xuanyang Yuqing with a snort.

The left hand, which is full of breadth and width, seems to have been photographed from the Immortal Ancient Period, shattering endless time and space, and photographing the present world, with an incomparably strong aura of death.

"This ...... What the hell is it, little bunny, are you a human or a ghost?"

Looking at the left hand that suddenly skyrocketed, Xuanyang Yuqing was stunned, and the shock was unbearable, he had never seen such a terrifying palm.

It's amazing, a person's palm can actually rise when he sees the wind, Xuanyang Yuqing subconsciously raised his knife to block it.

"Click!"

Qin Yi's left hand, however, was indestructible, and directly smashed Xuanyang Yuqing's half-moon scimitar, and the momentum did not slow down in the slightest, and with a "bang", it slapped Xuanyang Yuqing's body fiercely.

The Heavenly Demon of the Xiaocheng Realm, even the sword of the sword fluttering can't resist it, and it directly separates him from the Splitting Earth Sword, Xuanyang Yuqing is not stronger than the sword fluttering, how can he resist it?

"Bang!"

The left hand of the whole zhang wide slapped Xuanyang Yu Qing's body fiercely, and directly slapped him sideways, and there was a sound of snapping bones breaking in the body.

At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes were red, and he was obviously moved by killing intent.

His movements didn't stop, and the whole person burst out, swinging his fist at Xuanyang Yuqing who was flying sideways.

"The Three Styles of Tyranny - the First Style!"

"Boom!"

Xuanyang Yuqing's body flew directly out of the chain bridge, towards the abyss below, and fell straight down, with no place to be buried.

Xuanyang Yuqing, the third elder of Xuanyang Mansion, was bombarded by Qin Yi under the chain bridge!

"I killed Xuanyang Yu Qing ......"

Qin Yi looked at his left hand in a daze.

The first time he killed someone, he was trembling slightly, it was not fear, but excitement, an inexplicable pleasure and hatred, emerging from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the true meaning of cultivation, of course, it was not for killing, but for fighting, in order to protect himself, to protect the people who should be protected, just like the king of Kyushu, protecting the hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the Kyushu continent.

That's when it happened.

"Father!"

A heart-rending cry of grief rang out.

"Whew!"

A silver spear that was a foot long, followed by a meteor-like stabbing stab, with monstrous killing intent.

Qin Yi had already entered an ethereal state, and any wind and grass within ten zhang could not escape his spiritual power perception.

He reached out with his big hand, firmly grasped the silver spear that burst into his hand, and pulled it suddenly, and directly snatched the silver spear.

After fixing his eyes, Qin Yi realized that the other party was a silver-robed young man, his face was distorted because of grief and anger, and his head was full of silver hair, dancing wildly.

"Give back my father's life!"

The silver-robed young man drank wildly, and frantically swung his fist towards Qin Yi.

"Die!"

At this moment, Qin Yi's heart was as cold as iron, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, in this kind of fight where either you die or I die, he is unusually calm, and there is no mercy.

"Whew!"

The silver-robed man was not at the same level as Qin Yi at all, and he was easily shot through the chest by Qin Yi.

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