This battle, before it began, they already knew the ending: Zong He Wang was defeated, and there would be no second situation!

In the center of the arena.

Zong He Wang was very uneasy, he didn't expect that after the three swords he tried his best, Qin Yi, a boy who was angry with God, would still be able to stand here unharmed, and even his fur could not be hurt.

Such a battle scene is not what he wants.

At this time, he was shocked and annoyed in his heart, but he still forced himself to maintain his due demeanor: "Boy, you have indeed exceeded everyone's expectations, but the final result of this battle will definitely break your heart!"

"If you want to fight, you will fight, if you don't fight, get out, where is so much nonsense?"

Qin Yi said lightly.

"You're looking for death!"

Zong and Wang roared, completely furious, and could no longer maintain any demeanor.

The next moment.

He carried the blood-colored war knife and slaughtered Qin Yi again.

"Nine Swords of the Flood - Fourth Swords!"

"Nine Swords of the Flood Desolation - Fifth Swords!"

“......”

The furious Zonghe King slashed out one after another, and each time he slashed out, the blood-colored sword was more than the previous one, and it grew five feet, and the end was extremely violent.

Endless sword qi wreaked havoc on the audience, filling the lack of space here.

The people around him, even their souls, couldn't suppress a shudder, that endless sword qi, they had never seen such a powerful attack before.

In the blink of an eye, Zong He Wang slashed three times in one go.

In the face of the crazy Zonghe King, Qin Yi was always quite calm, and his battle was very direct, that is, he swung his fist upwards and faced the blood-colored sword that was stronger than the other.

At this moment, his fist, as if it was a fist made by the Immortal Gu Emperor, shattered everything, and the blood-colored swords that split out of the sect and the king were all shattered one by one.

It's too strong!

The entire martial arts arena was extremely quiet, only the sound of Qin Yi and Zong and Wang fighting, and everyone on the field opened their mouths in astonishment, and their jaws shattered.

Even the King of the Sword River and the King of Slender Fiber, the faces of the two of them showed a look of shock, they knew that Qin Yi was very strong, but they didn't expect that this young man had unknowingly become so strong that he took the six knives in King Zonghe's "Nine Swords of the Flood Wilderness" with his bare hands.

Moreover, it is still unsurpassed.

If you only talk about this strength and physical defense, even the two of them feel that they are not as good as sighing.

Seeing such a scene, the Huangfu Xiangyi, Fu Qingqing, and Liluo in the crowd finally felt a little relieved, and they could feel that this Demon Domain trial did indeed make Qin Yi have a lot of improvement.

However, they did not completely relax because of this, Zonghe Wang is not an ordinary court guard, but the pinnacle of the Holy See, his "Nine Swords of the Flood Wilderness", only six knives were chopped, and there are still three knives.

The next three swords are absolutely unimaginably powerful, you know, this is the strongest three blows of Zonghe Wang.

"Boy, your excellence is indeed beyond everyone's imagination, but I still have three knives, and I haven't cut them, it depends on whether you have the ability to resist my last three knives!"

Zong Hewang's chest rose and fell violently, and at this time, no adjective could describe the shock in his heart. Above his face, there was a strong killing intent.

The better Qin Yi behaved, the stronger his jealousy became, and the more he wanted to strangle it in the cradle.

And the last three cuts!

Qin Yi exhaled lightly, at this moment, in his chest, there was also a monstrous battle intent, full of black hair, and there was no wind.

He had to admit that Zong He Wang was very strong, even beyond his expectations, if it weren't for the fact that he had obtained the gold element seed in the Demon Domain before, so that his strength would have doubled directly, at this time, after the six swords of Zong He Wang, he was already afraid of being quite miserable.

Of course, defeat is impossible, because he still has the immortal ancient martial arts of "Seven Heavenly Demon Styles", which has not yet been displayed.

"Nine Swords of the Flood Desolation - Seventh Swords!"

Zong He Wang roared, and on that tall body, the internal strength of the sect suddenly rushed out like a huge wave, and the air around him was violently twisted, as if it was about to collapse directly.

"Bang!"

The broad soles of Zong Hewang's feet stomped fiercely on the ground, and the entire earth shook suddenly, and the ground directly cracked a gap half a meter wide.

Hundreds of zhang away, the others used this stomping force to blast out towards the young man in front of him, and at the same time clenched the blood-colored war knife with both hands, and slashed out through the air, splitting out a blood-colored knife that was full of thirty zhang, directly penetrating the sky, smashing everything with the momentum of slashing everything, and slashing towards Qin Yi.

A hundred feet away, the young man felt that the knife qi, like a mountain and a sea, rushed towards him.

His eyes were slightly condensed, looking at the sword that slashed wildly, and his handsome face suddenly became murderous.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

As he surged the magic of the "Seven Heavenly Demon Styles", the picture that had appeared countless times reappeared, only to hear the sound of bone transformation in his left hand, and the palm of his hand quickly became larger, and in an instant, it became wide enough, and the demonic qi lingered, and it was pitch black.

At the same time, Qin Yi's body also had a faint trace of ancient demonic qi lingering out of thin air, and his aura changed dramatically in an instant, like an immortal ancient demon who suddenly descended here, mysterious, ancient, and powerful.

The seventh sword of the king of Zonghe is incredibly powerful, and it is no longer possible to face it with his bare hands, and it is the best choice to activate the "Seven Styles of Heavenly Demons".

"Oh my God, it's this Immortal Gu Demon Skill again!"

Seeing Qin Yi's left hand, it was suddenly pitch black and became a foot wide, and everyone around the scene exclaimed, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

"Hoo ......"

The left hand of the Heavenly Demon was wide, and a gust of wind swept towards the blood-colored knife that slashed wildly, and the speed of the palm seemed to be slow, but in fact, it was fast to the limit.

"Click!"

The blood-colored sword, which was full of thirty feet, shattered violently the moment it touched the Heavenly Demon's left hand, turning into nothing.

"The boy who is angry with the people and gods, your immortal and ancient magic skills can't defeat me!"

Zong He Wang roared, and the whole person was like a crazy beast, full of black hair, standing upside down, up and down his body, exuding a strong violent aura.

He held the blood-colored war knife in both hands, and faced forward in the air, and the young man, who was already like the Great Demon of the Immortal Gu, slashed out a stronger knife: "Nine Swords of the Flood Desolation - Eighth Swords!"

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