I want you to experience what true despair is, so I will let you die!

Ling Tuya laughed fiercely, the four sword rays became more and more brilliant, and that kind of fierce momentum was enough to tear anything.

The sword was as fast as lightning, and finally fell towards Qin Yichen's limbs.

He is going to cut off his limbs, and he is going to wash his stain away from everyone, so that everyone knows that he, Ling Tu Ya, is not to be offended!

Airplanes!

In the midst of the sharp sound of breaking wind, a faint voice suddenly resounded, and some eyes that were staring closely into the enchantment suddenly shrank sharply.

I saw that Qin Yichen, who was originally a little difficult to breathe, stood up straight at the moment, and the most palpitating thing was that on his hands, a pair of strange arm guards were covered at some point.

The pair of arms guards didn't look conspicuous, and I didn't know what material they were made of, but the black gas on them made countless people's hearts palpitate, and there was even an illusion that their minds had been swallowed.

In the midst of the rise of the black qi, a violent and powerful aura also spread out, making people can't help but want to avoid it.

At this moment, the hideous smile on the corner of Ling Tuya's mouth suddenly froze, and he stared at Qin Yichen with wide eyes in disbelief.

Because, he saw that the four sword rays that were enough to easily cut off Qin Yichen's body actually stopped, unable to move forward in the slightest!

And in these four sword rays, they were actually grasped by two hands with black qi in their palms!

Click!

Then, with a grip on the palms of the two hands, the four sword rays that seemed to be able to cut through everything were actually pinched and shattered.

How is this possible?!

Seeing this scene, someone suddenly let out an exclamation in horror.

Ling Tuya's heart shook, and he looked at the embarrassed Qin Yichen in disbelief, at this time, the latter also slowly raised his head, and he found that the latter's eyes were also filled with black gas, as if they were burning with raging black flames!

At this moment, Qin Yichen's body was full of black gas, and his body was full of violent aura, making him look like a demon god who had come out of hell, which was soul-stirring.

At this moment, Ling Tuya's heart actually gave birth to a feeling of fear.

It was the first time he had felt fear since he had obtained the Canglan Sage Inheritance.

Even when he faced the Radiant Holy Lord, he had never felt this way.

However, at this time, he was frightened and even wanted to flee.

Although he tried his best not to admit it, his consciousness was telling him to stay away from those black gases.

This kind of thought just flashed in his mind, and the next moment, Ling Tuya's heart was filled with anger, and he roared angrily, hateful boy!

Go to hell!

He held the Canglan Holy Sword, full of holy might, and killed Qin Yichen, it seemed that only by killing Qin Yichen could he wash away the humiliation in his heart.

Scold!

Looking at the Ling Tu Cliff who was carried away by anger, the corners of Qin Yichen's mouth hooked up a cold arc.

Facing the Ling Tu Cliff who was holding the Canglan Holy Sword, he actually stepped forward and grabbed the sword body of the Canglan Holy Sword directly with his palm.

What the hell is he doing, does he want to take the holy soldiers with his bare hands?!

On the scene, after seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath, and those eyes were full of surprise and incomprehension.

Even the Taihao Holy Lord and the Tianya Pavilion Pavilion Master couldn't keep their composure.

No, he wasn't barehanded

Only the envoy from the Holy Martial City quickly focused on Qin Yichen's arms with the strongest black qi.

It was a pair of armguards, and even he couldn't tell what kind of material it was made of.

Although the arm guard was not so eye-catching, the black gas on the arm guard made him palpitate for a while.

That kind of black gas

For the first time, the eyes of this envoy from Shengwu City showed caution and hidden worry.

He sensed ominousness and evil in the dark air.

Even, he could clearly perceive that after the appearance of these pair of arm guards, Qin Yichen's entire aura changed.

No longer peaceful, indifferent, but violent and killing!

And at this time, in the competition platform, the two had already come into contact

Clang!

Just when everyone thought that Qin Yichen's hands were about to be cut off, the Canglan Holy Sword, slashed on the fist lacking black qi, and actually made a sound of gold and iron, as if it was slashed on the iron.

Of course, it can't be just a piece of iron, even if it is an incredible spiritual weapon, under the Canglan Holy Sword, it will definitely be cut off.

And that's just a fist!

How can it be?!

This scene of his eyes made Ling Tuya lose his mind suddenly.

Golden opportunity!

Of course, Qin Yichen would not let go of this excellent opportunity, his palm turned into a fist, and he grabbed the blade of the Canglan Holy Sword.

You're looking for death!

Ling Tuya came to his senses, instantly urged the Holy Power, and followed the Canglan Holy Sword, mightily, and pressed towards Qin Yichen.

Scold!

The corners of Qin Yichen's mouth once again set off a mocking arc, and the black qi spread up his palm, climbing up the body of the Canglan Holy Sword.

Snort!

Suddenly, a piercing sound came from the sword body of the Canglan Holy Sword, and I saw that the sword body that was originally shining with holy light actually showed signs of corrosion after encountering the black qi.

Moreover, the signs of corrosion were very fast, and in an instant, the entire brilliant sword body was covered with a layer of black gas, and the black qi quickly spread to the sharp soldiers, and moreover, it extended to the palm of Ling Tuya's hand.

Yes!

Suddenly, a scream that did not look like a human came from the mouth of the Lingtu Cliff, and he quickly retreated, not even caring about the Canglan Holy Sword.

His pupils dilated, staring at the palm of his sword.

On his palm, there was a wisp of black qi swirling, and he urged Shengwei to annihilate this wisp of black qi, however, the black qi was not to be outdone, devouring Shengwei and rapidly growing himself.

In just a moment, the original wisp of black qi turned into a mass, enveloping Ling Tuya's palm and gradually spreading towards his arm

No!

Ling Tuya screamed, he watched his palm be corroded by the black qi, leaving only bones, and then, as soon as he gritted his teeth, the holy power condensed into a knife and cut off the palm that lacked black qi.

The whole process happened in a very short period of time, and even before many people could react from the shock of Qin Yichen's sword, they saw that the Canglan Holy Sword in Ling Tuya's hand was taken away by Qin Yichen, Ling Tuya quickly retreated, and then, cutting off his hand, blood sprayed.

At this moment, the originally noisy scene was eerily quiet, leaving only the sound of the wind and the stunned faces.

In those eyes, there was shock, surprise, and even confusion and incomprehension.

Obviously, they couldn't understand why Ling Tuya, who suppressed Qin Yichen in all aspects, whether it was in the realm or in terms of momentum, would suddenly be snatched away from the sword, not to mention, and cut off his own hand.