Chapter 172

"Half step martial spirit realm?!"

With the emergence of cold thousand wasteland, amazing cold snow falls, sweeping the world and freezing everything.

The original battlefield of scuffle immediately became silent.

In the heart of all the martial saints present, there is a chill and extremely dangerous at this moment.

"Lord!"

Narcissus holy land and other martial holy places, when they see the cold and thousands of wasteland, they are like falling into the water and being rescued. They are extremely ecstatic.

"Finally willing to come out!"

Looking at the eyes like cold ice, the breath was a little messy, and Qin Yu showed a sneer on his face.

The promotion of Wushen state will sharpen the state of mind, which can not be disturbed at all.

The more he kills, the more the cold thousand wasteland will be disturbed.

Now look at Han Qianhuang's body, there is some messy smell, and he may have been eaten back.

"Last time I let you get away with it, this time, I'll let you know what life is better than death."

Seeing the Wu holy land of Narcissus holy land, it is less than 23%. Han Qianhuang's eyes are as cold as ice and looks at Qin Yu, the culprit.

His retreat has reached the most important juncture, but he has been disturbed by Qin Yu twice.

This time, you have to go through the customs in person.

Han Qianhuang's intention to kill Qin Yu has reached the point where thousands of corpses can't solve his hatred.

"It's just a half step martial spirit realm. I really think I'm powerful."

Qin Yu's bully smiled wildly and rose to the sky, standing in line with the cold thousand wasteland.

"Die!"

In the eyes of Han Qianhuang, the cold light is even worse, the artistic conception of heaven and earth surges, and the amazing cold wind condenses and roars like a thousand foot tornado.

Bang bang!

The cold wind roared through the void, and the demon family martial saints were as if they had suffered heavy losses. Even ordinary demon saints were directly crushed and their flesh and blood turned into ice residue.

"Is this the power of the profound meaning of heaven and earth? It's terrible!"

Looking at the hundreds of goblins and martial saints who fled in a hurry and the residual martial holy land of the three holy places, it shocked the scene, yearning and awe in the eyes, which is difficult to hide.

Cold thousand wasteland is only a half step in the martial god realm. It does not fully understand the profound meaning of heaven and earth, so it has such combat power.

So how powerful should the real Wushen realm be?!

"Broken!"

Qin Yu did not retreat in the face of the cold wind as fast as a tornado.

With the sound of the Dragon singing, the spear was shocked. It was like a dragon going to sea. With vast power, it stabbed in the air.

There was a click.

The Dragon spear broke through the air, and the violent cold wind was pierced immediately, and then broken inch by inch and scattered in the void.

"What power is that killing intention?"

Han Qianhuang's eyes narrowed slightly and felt it carefully.

Qin Yu was able to break his attack with one shot because of the sudden destruction.

Last time Qin Yu made trouble in the holy land, he was quite concerned. This time, he felt it clearly.

Qin Yu's killing intention is definitely not an ordinary force of heaven and earth artistic conception.

"Jiuyou purgatory!"

Qin Yu whispered. The dragon was covered with scales and black light. Within a radius of two or three hundred feet, it was dark and dark. He couldn't see his fingers.

"Dragon scale? Magic power? This boy..."

It was dark all around, the perception was completely suppressed, the corners of Han Qianhuang's eyes jumped slightly, a sense of danger appeared in his heart, and his look was dignified.

It seems that he underestimated Qin Yu.

With such means, it's no wonder that Yan Jue Dao and Cui Yangyang, who can kill the peak of wushengjing, can be killed.

"Tianling ice pulse!"

On Han Qianhuang's body, a strong cold like smoke rises and turns into dark blue ice shields around his body.

Hoo Hoo!

As soon as the handprint of the cold thousand wasteland changed, those sky blue ice shields suddenly rotated rapidly, like a rotating blade.

With the sharp sound of breaking the air, a cold knife array appears all over the body, which is airtight and makes people unable to get close.

Bang bang!

Suddenly, the cold thousand wasteland looked like a move.

In all directions, there were ice shields, which burst out in no order, so that he could not capture the specific location of Qin Yu.

And the ice shield broke so fast that he couldn't condense in time.

"Secret skill: ice pupil!"

Immediately, a dazzling blue light flashed through the depths of Han Qianhuang's eyes.

In his sight, a light blue world emerged.

Whew!

At this time, a human figure, as fast as lightning, smashed the ice shield on the left side of Han Qianhuang, and stabbed it with a vast killing intention.

"I really think I can't help you if I understand the magic power!"

Han Qianhuang immediately shot, and a deep cold ice seal appeared in the palm.

The ice seal burst and turned into a Zhang large ice prison seal, enveloping the attacking person.

"See where you're going this time!"

The ferocious color appeared on his face. In the cold thousand wasteland, the majestic and vast Zhenyuan swept half the profound meaning of heaven and earth, and broke out without reservation at the moment.

Immediately, the frozen prisoners and prisoners were shattered and turned into ice flakes.

"No!"

But after the attack, Han Qianhuang's face suddenly changed. The man who was shattered by him didn't smell bloody.

"Is it..."

There was no time to show Bing Tong to see the figure. Han Qianhuang immediately dodged and fled away.

Pooh!

But almost at this moment, Qin Yu appeared like a ghost. Jiuyou dragon spear took the angry stab of the heaven killing array. Han Qianhuang's left arm was cut off and blood scattered in the air.

If he had not moved away in time, the heart would have been attacked by destruction.

"Cough!"

It's very difficult to stop the destruction and killing intention from invading the body, even if it has the power of the profound meaning of heaven and earth. The cold thousand wasteland coughs violently and spits blood in his mouth.

"Burst!"

At this critical moment, Han Qianhuang's right hand moved.

An ancient ice amulet burst, and countless ice awns, like a volcanic eruption, exploded in all directions, covering hundreds of feet.

Dangdang!

Qin Yu's Dragon spear is stabbed repeatedly. The ice awn hit by it is crushed and turned into ice foam.

Shua!

The figure even fled, and the cold thousand wasteland immediately fled the Jiuyou purgatory space.

Even though his accomplishments have reached the half step martial god realm, he is trapped in the dragon family magic power and Jiuyou purgatory space, and is still suppressed miserably.

"Is that... The Lord?"

"No, the Lord's arm, unexpectedly..."

"Isn't even the LORD his opponent?"

"How is this possible?! the Holy Lord has stepped into the half step martial god realm!"

Seeing the cold thousand wasteland that fled in a hurry and broke his left arm.

All the wusheng present were shocked on the spot, and the wusheng of Narcissus holy land was unbelievable.

Jiuyou purgatory dispersed. Qin Yu, holding a long gun, coolly stood in the void and looked as usual.

"Holy Lord... Really lost?!"

Han Qianhuang's left arm was broken, and his breath was disorderly and weak. Qin Yu looked as usual and didn't breathe disorderly.

Two phase comparison, strong and weak judgment.

On the faces of the three holy places, there is a thick gray despair.

Even banbu Wushen is not Qin Yu's opponent. Who else can stop Qin Yu.

What kind of enemies have they provoked in the three holy places?

"Xiaoyu!"

Qin Tianfeng, who was worried, was excited and happy.

He looked at the tall and straight Qin Yu, and an indescribable sense of pride appeared in his heart.

"Now, I know how many kilograms I have!"

Qin Yu is condescending, overlooking the cold and thousands of wasteland, and opens his mouth indifferently.

"Damn it!"

The distressed Han Qianhuang, with his blood red eyes, stared at Qin Yu fiercely.

If it hadn't been for the killing intention in his body, he would have rushed up.

"Is this your last word? Then you can die."

On Qin Yu, the Dragon Qi surges, the momentum is extremely high, a sense of destruction and killing, firmly locking in the cold thousand wasteland