Chapter 579

And the last three knives!

Qin Yi gently breathed out a breath. At this moment, his chest was also filled with the sense of war. His black hair was windless.

He had to admit that Zong he Wang was very strong, even exceeding his expectations. If he had not obtained the seed of gold element in the demon kingdom before, he would have doubled his strength directly. At this time, after Zong he Wang's six sabres, he was afraid of being quite tragic.

Of course, defeat is impossible, because he still has the immortal ancient martial arts of "seven forms of heavenly demons", which has not been displayed.

"Honghuang nine knives - the seventh knife!"

Zong and Wang burst into a roar. On their tall body, they suddenly burst out the internal strength of the Zongdao as if it were a huge wave. The air around them was violently twisted, as if they were going to break directly.

"Bang!"

The soles of Zong he Wang's wide feet stamped fiercely on the ground. The whole earth trembled suddenly, and the ground directly cracked a full half meter wide gap.

When he was a hundred feet away, he rushed out towards the young man in front with the help of this stamping force. At the same time, he clenched the bloody war knife with both hands and cut it out across the air. He cut a bloody knife with a full 30 feet, which directly ran through the sky and cut everything to Qin Yi.

A hundred feet away, the boy felt the knife Qi and ran towards himself like an avalanche.

His eyes were slightly frozen, looking at the unparalleled blade and handsome face, which suddenly became murderous.

"Pa pa pa..."

As he surged up the Dharma formula of the seven forms of heavenly demons, the picture that had appeared countless times appeared again. Suddenly, there was a sound of bone transformation in his left hand. The palm of his hand grew rapidly. In a moment, it became wide enough, haunted by magic and dark.

At the same time, Qin Yi's body is also haunted with a faint ancient magic spirit out of thin air. His charm changes greatly in an instant, just like an immortal ancient devil who suddenly came here. It is mysterious, ancient and powerful.

Zong he Wang's seventh sword is so powerful that it is impossible to fight with bare hands. It is the best choice to use the seven forms of heavenly demons.

"God, it's this immortal ancient magic skill again!"

Looking at Qin Yi's left hand, it was suddenly dark and wide enough. Everyone around the scene exclaimed, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Hoo..."

The Zhang wide left hand of the heavenly devil rolled up a gust of wind and beat away at the bloody knife. The speed of the palm appeared to be slow, but in fact, it was fast to the limit.

"Click!"

At the moment of touching the devil's left hand, the bloody blade of thirty feet suddenly broke and turned into nothing.

"Man and God are angry, your immortal ancient magic skill can't defeat me!"

Zong and Wang roared. The whole person was like a crazy beast with black hair. His black hair stood upright, and his whole body was full of strong violent Qi.

He held the bloody war knife in both hands, facing the front across the air. The young man who had been like the immortal ancient devil cut a stronger knife: "Honghuang nine knife - the eighth knife!"

A hundred feet away, he slashed it out with a fierce knife. The bloody blade was 35 feet long. It would reflect half of the sky into a piece of blood and split it towards the demonized youth in front.

"Seven forms of heavenly demons - the second form!"

The young man's voice was indifferent to the extreme, as if it came from hell, and the blood in his body seemed to solidify in an instant.

"Hoo..."

Zhang Kuan's left hand, with a harsh roar, patted away at the shocking bloody knife.

"Click!"

There was no accident. The thirty-five foot long bloody blade suddenly broke when it touched the devil's left hand.

The duel between "seven forms of heavenly demons" and "nine swords in the wilderness" is too fierce!

Everyone on the court, including the existence of Daohe king and Xianxian king, was stunned.

The Holy See's super giant collided with a rising star, which made people only see the blood boiling in their bodies.

Such a duel scene is absolutely difficult to meet in a thousand years!

At this time, in the crowd, the forehead Huangfu Shangyi, Fu Qingqing, Li Luo and others were too excited to speak. Only the towering beauty chest, where the violent ups and downs and beautiful ripples, was unspeakably attractive. As long as you took a look, it was enough to make people spray nosebleed.

So far, eight of Zong he Wang's nine swords in the wilderness have been cut. However, Qin Yi not only took all the eight swords, but also did no harm.

This is eighteen thousand miles away from the scene that Zong he Wang expected to kill him with a knife!

The emperor and the king could not accept it. Their hearts had already broken into pieces.

After splitting the eighth knife, Zong he Wang knelt on one knee and supported his body with a bloody war knife. His chest rose and fell violently. The eyes looking at Qin Yi opened directly. Two red forehead blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, which looked startled.

He never dreamed of such a battle scene today!

In front of him, how long has it been since he entered the Kyushu Holy See? However, after his strongest "nine sabres in the wilderness" cut eight sabres, he still stood here unharmed!

As one of the five top masters of the Holy See, he actually cut eight knives in order to hurt Qin Yi. He felt ashamed!

"Roar!"“ Roar! "

Zong he's mouth roared like a beast, and the eyes that had opened their canthus burst into towering anger.

"Nine sabres in the wilderness", there is only one last Sabre left, and it is also the strongest sabre. Whether you can kill this boy who is angry with people and gods depends on this sabre.

"Honghuang nine knives - the ninth knife!"

After gathering his strength again, Zong he Wang roared at the top of his lungs and finally cut out his strongest knife.

On his tall body in gold robes, he suddenly sent out towering pressure, and the surrounding space was constantly twisted like a stream of water.

"Boom!"

His broad soles of his feet stamped again, and the earth shook. On the ground, a huge crack full of one meter wide was directly cracked.

With the help of this power, Zong he Wang in gold robes, like a golden mutant eagle, pounced on the demonized youth in front of him.

He clenched the arms of the bloody sabre, and puffed up startling green veins on it. He did his best to split the sabre. The bleak bloody Sabre awned for forty feet, split the world and split the youth in front!

With the cutting of this knife, endless killing intention filled every inch of space here in an instant, which made the people watching the war all around, even in the depths of their souls, feel a sharp pain in a trance, as if this knife had cut in the depths of their souls.

The boy who was a hundred feet away slightly coagulated his eyes that were vaguely filled with evil spirit, looked at the bloody knife awn that was frantically cleaved with a towering momentum, and his voice was indifferent to the extreme. Again, from his mouth, he suddenly sent out: "the seventh form of heaven devil - the third form!"

The dark devil's hand roared away to meet Zong he Wang's last knife!

"Click!"

There was still no accident. The bloody knife awn, which was 40 feet long, suddenly broke into a bloody awn when it touched the dark devil's hand.

"Failed, failed to kill the boy who was angry with everyone..."

Zong he Wang was stunned and slightly lost his mind. He never imagined that he could kill Qin Yi himself by using the strongest martial arts "Honghuang nine sabres".

"Boy, I don't believe you are God. The end of our war should not be like this!"

This ending, Zong he Wang can't accept!

Suddenly.

He shouted loudly, carrying a bloody war knife, recklessly rushed to Qin Yi: "boy, I know your magic skills and skills. Show them!"

"As you wish!"

Qin Yi said indifferently. Then, without hesitation, he slapped the Zhang wide Tianmo's left hand at Zong he Wang, who had been killed wildly: "Tianmo seven moves - the fourth move!"

"Peng!"

The awesome hand that made the world tremble roared away. Zong he's eyes were dark and could not be avoided. He was firmly photographed. He only felt that the power contained in this palm was no less than ten million, as if it was a day that hit him hard.

He just felt that the bones in his body were scattered by this palm. His tall body flew tens of feet away, fell to the ground and blew dust.

The people around all shook with subconscious.

However, Zong he Wang is worthy of being one of the five top masters of the Holy See. He has a physical defense that ordinary people can't imagine. Under the fierce beat of the fourth form of the seventh form of the heavenly devil, he just fell on the ground for a while and jumped up suddenly.

"Ha ha, boy of common indignation, your magic skill can't kill me. Now, I see what else you can take to fight me!"

Zong he Wang was disheartened and embarrassed, but he was very happy. The whole man was in high spirits. He resisted the boy's magic skill. Next, the picture of his falling should appear.

The picture of Qin Yi falling is what he dreamed of and wanted to see!

The bloody sabre in his hand suddenly soared to a full foot long, and the blood light surged. His tall body was in a straight line with the sabre, drew a dazzling blood awn in the air, ran through the long sky, and blasted away towards the young man in front, with an indescribable speed.

The faces of song Yuwang, Cheng ye and others in the crowd suddenly and sincerely showed a touch of happy faint smile.