"There are only three left!"

In his eyes, burning with a raging battle intent, Qin Yi did not delay at all, carried a spear, and quickly caught up, and in an instant, he was fighting with three iron men.

In addition to the iron man's immortal body and inexhaustible strength, his real combat power is only comparable to that of a cultivator of the three realms of the sect.

With Qin Yi's current combat strength, he didn't have to exert all his strength to face the three cultivators of the Sect Dao and Three Realms.

Not for a while.

In the end, the remaining three iron men were abolished one by one under Qin Yi's spear!

The tall body stood there proudly, in Qin Yi's eyes, the fierce battle intent had not had time to retreat, and the whole body was still surging with the trembling internal strength of the sect.

Around him, thirty iron men, all lying under his eyes, none of them were intact, such a scene, he saw himself, he was slightly stunned.

After a while, Qin Yifang came to his senses, his eyes were on the thirty iron men, slowly swept over, and he couldn't help but sigh to himself: "This time, Your Majesty Daliang, I'm just afraid that I will be mad with anger, right?"

Your Majesty Liang, let yourself enter the Iron Man Array and accept torture instead of Shiyun, who would have thought that not only was he not executed, but the entire Iron Man Array was abolished!

Is there anything more bizarre than this?

Thinking that His Majesty Liang would most likely go crazy with anger when he knew the truth, Qin Yi smiled and shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

It was His Majesty Daliang himself who asked him to enter this iron man array and accept torture instead of Shiyun, which was completely not to blame on himself, and the other fire lotus he promised must still be given.

As His Majesty Da Liang, it is impossible for him to let the people of the world see him breaking his word.

It has not yet arrived at the hour set by His Majesty Daliang.

Qin Yi sat on the iron body of an iron man and waited quietly.

At this time, outside the Iron Man Array, including His Majesty Da Liang, everyone was also waiting quietly, waiting for the end of an hour.

On the faces of many people, there was a faint look of anxiety.

"No one in history has been able to hold on to the Iron Man for half an hour. It's been nearly an hour now, and even if that Huaxia boy has god-like combat power, at this time, I'm afraid that he will be blown into slag by those thirty iron men, right?"

"It must be so, there can be no second scenario. ”

"To be honest, I think it's a pity that the Chinese boy was executed like this. ”

"Who's to say it isn't?"

“......”

As time went on, there was a low voice of discussion in the crowd, and there was an inexplicable sense of nervousness in everyone's hearts.

Listening to these discussions, Shiyun always stood there quietly, her eyes glazed, looking at the huge mountain bag from afar, she was already numb.

She didn't dare to think about what kind of person Qin Yi had become when she died.

His Majesty Daliang sat there without a single glance, his face was a little gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking in his head.

However, relatively speaking, Yan Meiniang seemed relatively calm, with a pair of beautiful and charming eyes, blinking gently, looking at the huge mountain bag from afar, without sadness or joy.

At this moment, she seemed so unfathomable, as if she was a master who put everything out of the way.

Finally.

An hour has come!

"Quick, start the Iron Man Formation!"

His Majesty stood up abruptly and roared.

The elite general hurriedly waved his hand at the thirty elites who were already standing there waiting: "The hour has come, quickly open the Iron Man Array!"

The thirty elites quickly dispersed, surrounding the entire huge mountain bag.

"Do it!"

The thirty elites shouted in unison, their arms slowly stretched out to the sky, and then there were various complex handprints, and around their palms, the air quickly floated.

Disheveled!

Suddenly, thirty elites slammed their palms into the sky at the same time, and on each person's palms, a cyan light suddenly shot out, shooting straight into the sky, dazzling, illuminating this heaven and earth.

At the convergence of the thirty cyan rays of light, a huge yin-yang array slowly emerged, and the edges of the yin-yang array shot down a piece of golden light, enveloping the entire mountain.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

With the yin and yang array in the air, slowly turning, the entire huge mountain bag also slowly rotated, making a dull loud sound like spring thunder.

"Hurry!"

"I'm grass, hurry, I'm in a hurry!"

Looking at the huge mountain bag that was slowly turning, many people couldn't help but scream.

The execution of a criminal is a normal thing, but now, everyone present feels inexplicably nervous, is that young man from Huaxia really executed like this?

The boy who defeated Tan Zong, the number one master of the Great Liang with absolute strength, disappeared in this world like this?

Did the god-like boy who had refined the quality and was infinitely close to the Five-Rank Dragon Qi Health Pill just disappear from this world?

Did the hot-blooded maniac who could kill all the world disappear from this world for the sake of poetry?

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The huge mountain bag, still driven by the yin and yang array in the air, slowly turned, and the thirty elites also rotated, and they kept the palms of their palms towards the air, always maintaining this action, and endless cyan light emanated from their palms.

As time passed, everyone's hearts were almost beating out of their chests.

Suddenly.

In the golden light, a straight crack appeared, and from that crack, a very small part of the scene in the Iron Man Array could be faintly seen.

With the appearance of the crack, everyone present, including His Majesty Da Liang, hurriedly closed their eyes, and couldn't bear to see the Chinese boy being bombarded into a mess of flesh by thirty iron men.

"Qin Yi—"

And the poetry that had been standing there quietly, like a walking corpse, at this moment, was a sudden heart-rending cry of sorrow, desperately rushing towards the huge mountain bag, tears gushing out like bursting the embankment.

However, before she was halfway through, her whole body was like five thunderbolts, and she was suddenly stunned.

"Uh......"

Her lips, without a trace of blood, opened in disbelief, and her eyes full of tears blinked lightly.

With the golden mang, the crack slowly widened, and another space, in the line of sight of the poem, slowly appeared, compatible with this space.

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