"What?"

When Yu Jiu heard Qin Ye's words, his head was a little confused: "zhenhun stick."

At that time, Qin ye and Yu Feng fought. Although they used the soul calming staff in their hands, Qin Ye never used the soul calming staff again after Yu Feng died in Qin Ye's hands.

Yu Jiu thought that Qin ye would only fight with him and would not use yuan weapons.

But now such a sudden reversal, so that the remaining decadent heads are some downtime.

"It's fun now. After Yu Xian was badly hurt by Qin ye, if he directly used the soul stick, even Yu Feng died in the hands of the soul stick of Qin Ye Town. It seems that Yu Xian is also going to die under the soul stick of Qin Ye Town."

Now Qin Ye wants to use the soul calming staff for Yu Jiu. At the moment when the eyes of many people turn slightly, many people suddenly show a joking smile at the corners of their mouths, as if they met something funny.

Yu Jiu heard Qin Ye's words, and then he seemed to think of something. His scarlet eyes looked at Qin ye, and there were all kinds of emotions of fear, panic and panic in his eyes.

Under his crazy face, Yu Jiu shouted at Qin ye, "Qin ye, you don't talk about martial virtue."

I don't want to fight Qin ye at all. He just wants to run as far as possible, otherwise he will die in the hands of Qin Ye.

Otherwise, Yu Feng is his lesson. He doesn't want to die, which makes Yu immortal think of Yu Feng.

Yes, the reason why Yu Feng has such terrible combat power is that he has the blessing of blood abyss sword in his hand.

At the moment, although his cultivation is higher than that of Qin ye, Qin Ye has a different fire. Xuanleijia's cultivation of Qin Ye's own extreme state in the middle of Dongtian state is no less than that of Qin Ye.

But at the moment, if Qin Ye holds the soul calming stick, Qin Ye's combat power will increase by at least 30%.

Not to mention, Qin Ye's strength of holding zhenhun stick, even Yu Feng's holding Xueyuan sword is not Qin Ye's opponent, will he still be Qin Ye's opponent?

At the thought of this, Yu Yu also gave his strength a big question mark in his heart?

In this way, Yu Xian thought of his next battle with Qin ye, and his face was very ugly at the same time.

He wants to go, but Qin ye will never let him leave. He is tangled with Qin ye now, and he can't leave at all.

Qin Ye's body flying through the void, countless black streamers swept out of his body and slowly flowed over his right arm.

At the moment when Qin Ye's five fingers of his right hand slowly clenched into a fist, Qin Ye sneered at Yu Jiu and said, "you said I don't talk about martial ethics. When you and Yu Feng wanted to kill me together, did you talk about martial ethics?"

"With the strength of your senior cultivation in the later period of dongtianjing, did you talk about martial virtue when you wanted to kill me? I hope you will have rat tail juice in the next battle."

With a bang, Qin Ye's five fingers of his right hand clenched into a fist, an incomparably violent breath swept out of Qin Ye's right palm in an instant.

With a bang, under the five fingers of Qin Ye's right hand, the void was squeezed and exploded by Qin Ye's palm, and the violent air wave swept away in an instant.

A black painted stone stick appeared in Qin Ye's right fist in an instant, and was clenched into a fist by his five fingers and held in his own hand.

Looking at the impact of the decadent sun and moon wheel prints on his body, Qin Ye directly grasped the soul calming stick in his hand with both hands, which was held high above his head.

"Strange fire, xuanlei give it to me."

In the low voice in Qin Ye's heart, I saw that from Qin Ye's Dantian, there were countless black thunder lights and golden fire swept out of Qin Ye's right arm.

The black Xuan thunder and the golden strange fire swept out of Qin Ye's right palm like two torrents and disappeared into the soul calming stick in his hand.

In an instant, the soul calming staff in Qin Ye's hands was surrounded by golden fire and xuanlei.

Under the black xuanlei, the zhenhun staff in Qin Ye's hand was more dark, like the darkness at night, without any other luster.

It is more like a black hole. Even if your eyes fall on it, there is only black.

Just under the painted black stone stick, there was a touch of light golden light on it, emitting a hot and terrible smell, just like golden magma flowing on it.

Qin Ye's hands were already holding the soul calming staff in his hands when the decaying sun and moon wheel prints bombarded his body.

Then, in his eyes, at the moment when the wheel of the sun and moon approached his body, Qin Ye's soul calming stick, which was tightly held in his hands, was already crushed down from the empty air with his hands: "break it for me."

With a bang, Qin Ye's soul calming stick smashed into the void. The violent and hot terrorist force in the soul calming stick, with a terrorist force of destroying the sky and the earth, was directly like the fall of Tianzhu.

"Is this the terrorist power of Qinye town soul stick? It's really... Too strong!"

In the shocked eyes of the people outside, the zhenhun stick in Qin Ye's hand fell from the empty air.

At the moment of falling, the sudden rise of the storm directly turned into a thousand feet, just like the falling of the Tianzhu, and directly hit the huge sun and moon wheel print of Yujiu.

At the moment of their collision, Yu's face was ferocious: "the wheel print of the sun and moon blocked Qin Ye's attack for me."

Countless terrible vitality swept out of the immortal body like a flood, turned into huge vitality and disappeared into its sun and moon wheel seal.

Under the infusion of Yu Xian's terrible vitality, I saw that Yu Xian's huge sun and moon wheel print, which was originally hundreds of feet in size, also suddenly soared to the size of kilometers.

Under the terrible red and white light emitted from it, the sun and moon wheel print of Yu immortal at the moment is like a sacred mountain, which collides with the soul stick in Qin Ye's hand.

In the loud bang, the terrible sound waves swept away in the void like the tide, and the surrounding void was annihilated under the terrible sound waves.

What is more frightening is that whether it is the zhenhun stick in Qin Ye's hand or the decaying Sun Moon wheel print, the terrorist forces of the two collide, and there are huge and terrible cracks directly above the surrounding space.

Under the crack, Qin Ye looked at Yu Xian with a sneer and said, "Yu Xian, even Yu Feng holding the blood yuan sword is not my opponent. With your Sun Moon wheel print, you still want to block my soul stick. It's better to break it for me!"

Then in the tight pupils of the people outside, Qin Ye's hands holding the soul calming stick fell from the empty air.

Even under the infusion of Yu Xian's terrible vitality, Yu Xian's sun and moon wheel is printed with thousands of feet of terror, which is as big as the soul calming stick in Qin Ye's hand.

However, Qin Ye's hands holding the zhenhun stick rolled down from the empty air, and the terrorist force it carried was like the collapse of mountains and rivers.

The terrible golden strange fire and xuanlei, like two huge torrents, erupted from the zhenhun stick in Qin Ye's hand and hit the immortal Sun Moon wheel print heavily.