At the same time, the lion shadow that had been cut down by Qin Yi condensed again, and it was not one, but two, running wildly from the other two sides of the scarlet red flag, and the entire ground seemed to be shaking, roaring with anger, rippling with huge sound waves.

The wind is howling, the attacks are rising, and the air of slaughter is merciless!

Qin Yi squinted his eyes slightly, at this moment, his consciousness was surprisingly calm, at this moment, it seemed that the entire space was restricted, and all the attacks became extremely slow in front of Qin Yi's eyes, like a breeze in spring.

Flame Claw!

Brahman's clutches!

Spiritual Fire Restoration Swordsmanship!

In an instant, Qin Yi turned into a claw with one hand, the scorching flame, the scorching breath, instantly dispelled the chill brought by the ice thorn, and with a slight sweep, the ice spike was like a drop of water into the raging fire, instantly disintegrating.

The right hand pushed violently, and in the process of marching, the seal was playing, and a sound wave drifted away, like the sound of the temple monk knocking on the wooden fish.

The sword shadow turned, like the rebirth of branches and leaves, the flames drifted, and the five fire-colored sword lights rose to the sky, and the bright white starry sky seemed to be reflected in the brilliant sunset at once.

In the scarlet, there are faint green points of light hidden, and there are traces of white and non-white points of light, reflecting this heaven and earth.

The galloping lion shadow also burned this strange color, and the piercing ice spike instantly melted and turned into water vapor, like a rising mist.

Click!

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, galloping, a sword, a break!

The hidden disc snapped and turned into pieces, and the young man in the purple robe felt as if he had been hit by a heavy fist, his body bounced up with a bang, his abdomen shrunk, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out, floating a scarlet trajectory in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Qin Yi showed unrivaled clarity, without a trace of panic.

The figure shuttles, but the figure cannot be seen, the person seems to have turned into a sword, and the sword seems to have melted into the figure.

And in the middle of this shuttle, a sound wave rippled, into the ears of the four people, like the sound of a wooden fish knocking, but also like a bell, and in it, there was a scorching fire breath, which rushed into the ears, and finally rushed to the whole body, like a flame fluctuating in the body.

The flames soared into the sky, like fireworks, countless stones shattered in an instant, the soil flew away, and under the intrusion of the scorching breath, they instantly turned into powder.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of fierce collisions, the flesh and blood flying, unusually bloody.

Whew!

The wind blew and the rubble slammed against each other, making a violent sound, and finally fell to the ground, hot like a stream of fire, and black smoke rose everywhere.

The shadow of the sword dissipated, Qin Yi hung down with one hand, held the long sword in the other, there was no expression on his face, and his eyes were as cold as frost.

Wu Zheng fell to his knees at this moment, his hair was messy, his sleeves had become powder and were swept away by the wind, his arms were full of wounds, blood was not stopping, and his face was covered with blood, looking like a bloody man.

"You, how can you have the fifth layer of the True Qi Realm?!"

Yun Cong leaned against a stone, his face was pale, his body was full of scars, his robe and pants were all dyed red, his eyes widened, he looked at Qin Yi in disbelief, his breath was short, and he almost roared, but at this time he was injured, and after roaring, he poofed, spit out a mouthful of blood again, sprayed it in the pit in front of him, his body tilted, and his head almost hit the stone directly.

The Spiritual Fire Restoration Sword Technique was Yuan Lihang's technique, and there would be an extra sword at each layer of the True Qi Realm, and Yun Cong knew it, so he felt so shocked.

In this small formation place, it had long been turned into ruins, and the stones and dirt were completely gone, forming a large pit several feet thick, which was covered with a layer of blood, and the smell of blood was strong.

"What, True Qi Realm Five, Fifth Layer?"

Wu Zheng's eyes widened, and he raised his head suddenly, revealing a look of disbelief and deep fear.

The other two were sitting on the ground at the moment, and as soon as they moved, their bodies were as uncomfortable as being cut by a knife, their internal organs were shocked, and wounds of different sizes appeared on their hands, feet, and even their chests and abdomen, and they were unable to move at all.

After hearing the words 'True Qi Realm Fifth Layer', the expressions of the two were almost the same as Wu Zheng's, and they couldn't believe it, Qin Yi looked about the same age as them, and Wu Zheng had also told them before that Qin Yi was at most the third layer of the True Qi Realm, so he came along, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

The more the realm is raised, even if it is the smallest level of ascension, the gap between its existence is also multiplied, just like a monk of the ninth layer of the True Qi Realm, in front of the cultivator of the Peiyuan Realm, it can be said that he is vulnerable.

Moreover, the means that Qin Yi showed were even more powerful than the fifth-level cultivators of the True Qi Realm that they knew.

Qin Yi took a deep breath, carried his sword, and slowly walked over.

The footsteps remembered, like a talisman, Wu Zheng wanted to retreat, but as soon as he moved his body, there was a sharp pain in his body, and his feet seemed to be entangled in thorny iron chains.

"You, you can't kill me, I'm a disciple of Yunshan Sect. ”

The sunlight and the reflection of the sword light, like a talisman, made Wu Zheng feel scared, extremely afraid.

However, Qin Yi was not moved at all, the sword was raised, and the cold chill made Wu Zheng's body tremble, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"If you dare to kill me, my people will immediately kill those villagers in Xishan Village!"

The end of the sword pierced the skin, and Wu Zheng suddenly roared as if he was crazy.

Qin Yi's expression was indifferent, and he gently pushed his hand.

Poof!

The long sword poured into the throat, and the blood flowed.

Goo-goo!

Wu Zheng's eyes widened, covering his neck with one hand, lifting the other hand, stretching forward, he felt that life was passing, there was blood in the corner of his mouth, and he made a final voice: "You, you will regret it!"

A shadow slammed up, and the cold air was pressing, piercing straight in.

Qin Yi stretched his left hand back, and with a wave of the flame claw, under the scorching aura, the ice spike died instantly.

Poof!

A sword was drawn, and the blood rushed wildly, followed by another sword, which pierced the heart of the attacker.

Yun Cong held the blade of the sword, his hands were full of blood, he raised his head to look at Qin Yi with a calm face, his expression was full of fear, "You, the Xuanjian Sect will definitely not let you go!"

The roar sounded, like that of a wounded beast, making its last threatening sound.

It's a pity that Qin Yi doesn't care at all at this moment.

Wu Zheng fell, Yun Cong fell, Qin Yi didn't even look at them, and walked straight towards the other two.

"I, we were forced!"

The two of them endured severe pain and staggered towards the back.

Qin Yi didn't say a word, his sword light shone brightly, and he was straightforward.

Poof!

A sword penetrated, followed by a palm print, a huge bell rang in his ears, the man didn't have time to react, as if he was pushed under the big bell, the violent bell pierced the eardrum, like a sharp sword, penetrating the internal organs.