Chapter 662

The distance of 2500 Zhang was not a distance at all for the blood shortage. Just a few seconds, the blood shortage appeared over Qin Yi's head.

"唳..."

Seeing Qin Yi below, the huge unreal blood shortage, he roared excitedly, spread his wings and rushed towards Qin Yi.

"Come on!"

Qin Yi smiled and immediately went up against the sky with a smoke gun.

"Ping Ping!"

In an instant, Qin Yi fought with the blood shortage.

Qin Yi was stunned as soon as he fought. The blood shortage in front of him was absolutely comparable to the eight realms of the patriarchal road. Once the huge claw was patted, it could directly shoot a huge crack on the ground. It is estimated that the strong people in the six realms of the patriarchal road will be killed immediately if they were patted with one claw.

It is estimated that such combat power is not much different from that of the Daohe king of the Kyushu holy see.

"Kill!"

Qin Yi's chest was burning with a great sense of war. The seeds of the four elements of gold, water, fire and earth in the Dantian were burning madly, which made his combat power reach the peak.

Shua!

The blood shortage turned into a huge blood shadow in the air. From a hundred feet away, it burst and swept towards Qin Yi. In a moment, it burst and swept to the front of Qin Yi. It was a full foot long, comparable to a sharp mouth like a huge sword. It pecked hard and was too fast to describe.

Qin Yi smelled the breath of death before he pecked the sharp mouth. He brought the immortal ancient speed martial arts Kuafu step to the extreme. He raised his legs and took a leap in the air. The whole person disappeared in place and was pecked by the blood shortage.

The next moment, he appeared in the sky of the blood shortage. However, the attack of the blood shortage was like a shadow. His body shape was uncertain. A huge flying wing of the blood shortage suddenly swept over, like a blood wave, rushing towards Qin Yi.

Such a huge existence, the power of sweeping the wings, how big, can be imagined.

In the blink of an eye, the flying wings of the blood shortage swept in front of Qin Yi. Qin Yi was shocked in a cold sweat. He had to burst again.

Between the explosion and plundering, he gave a back hand and fiercely split out: "Ling Feng's palm!"

With the split of his palm, the powerful palm power condensed into a dense gray giant palm shadow and cut it on the huge body of blood shortage.

It's just a pity that Qin Yi's hard palm just split it tens of feet away. The next moment, the blood shortage in the flying suddenly broke a strange angle, and his wings fought hard. In the fierce wind, he came over Qin Yi's head in a moment.

"Hoo..."

The blood shortage was condescending. He opened his huge claws and grabbed Qin Yi down. In the blink of an eye, his sharp claws touched Qin Yi's scalp. When he grabbed it with all his strength, Qin Yi suddenly exploded.

Just, no blood!

There is no doubt that the grasp of the blood shortage is only the shadow left by Qin Yi, and the real Qin Yi has appeared dozens of feet away.

"My grass is really terrible. Now I'm almost fighting with the existence of Daohe king!"

Qin Yi raised his hand and touched the sweat on his face. After a fight, he narrowly escaped death several times. Now, he can almost infer the strength of Daohe king, which is described in two words: terror!

Qin Yi was only slightly stunned. The next moment, the sharp mouth of the blood shortage like a giant sword pecked over again. The speed was still too fast to describe.

"Get out of here!"

Qin Yi roared. His arms clenched the Yanyun spear, his powerful inner strength of the patriarchal road burst into action, swung the Yanyun spear and fiercely swept the sharp mouth of the blood shortage.

"Peng!"

The long gun collided with the sharp mouth and made a startling noise.

Qin Yi felt that his arms were numb, and the tiger's mouth was cracked. There was a blur of flesh and blood. The energy wave that came out was like a huge wave. It hit Qin Yi and the shortage of blood. Qin Yi couldn't compete with it. The whole person was hit by this energy wave and flew a hundred feet away and fell to the ground.

The huge body of the blood shortage also flew out, smashing the earth and shaking violently.

"The first time I fought so unsightly!"

Qin Yi got up from the ground with a disheartened face and laughed at himself. He only felt that his chest was stuffy and a mouthful of blood almost burst out uncontrollably.

However, in his eyes, the burning sense of war was more and more prosperous.

"Kill!"

Qin Yi took a long gun and went towards the blood shortage. Suddenly, he fought with the blood shortage again.

However, when Qin Yi fought with the blood shortage, two people stood still on a mountain in the distance, watching the war from a distance.

One of them was a middle-aged man in purple.

The man in purple robe is unusually tall. He has a "country" face and full of flesh. At first glance, he is a bad Lord.

The other one was wearing a silver robe and had a handsome face. Huoran came with Qin Yi. When he was at the entrance of the broken Battle Road, he was almost trapped in the crack of space by Qin Yi pit.

"Bai Lihao, that's the boy who dug my brother into the crack in the space?"

The man in purple robe looked at Qin Yi, who was fighting with the blood shortage in the distance, and slowly said to Bai Lihao around him.

"Master Cui, it's this boy."

Bailihao said quickly and respectfully.

The Cui family is also a family that was affected in the war in which the Yin corpse gate was destroyed in the distant past. Now, the Cui family has long disappeared and lost in the long river of history, but no one can imagine that Cui he, the leader of the Cui family at that time, and his brother Cui Hui, survived in the scuffle.

At that time, the Cui brothers were separated. Later, after Cui Hui's efforts, he finally knew that his brother Cui he had entered the broken road of war, so he came to the Arctic extreme cold of Kyushu mainland with Bai Lihao.

Who would have thought that in the Arctic extreme cold, they were always unable to find the entrance to the broken battle road until they met Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang.

However, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang were a nightmare for them. Cui Hui was directly trapped in the crack of space, and there was no place to bury him.

Cui he's breathing gradually became a little heavy, and his face was gloomy and terrible.

After a pause, Cui he said coldly, "however, the boy's combat power is not as good as you said. Only in the later stage of the five realms of Zongdao. In my opinion, it's shocking that a young generation should have such amazing combat power between Bozhong and you."

"Master Cui, but at that time, I think his cultivation has not broken through the six realms of the patriarchal road. However, we have never been at war. I don't know his real strength. Now it seems that this boy is afraid of his talent."

Bai Lihao said respectfully.

"No matter what kind of talent he has, he killed my brother in the pit, and there is only one end, that is: there is no place to bury!"

Cui he's words were as if frozen for thousands of years. His eyes were as cold as a blade. His tall body sent out a strong sense of killing.

"Master Cui, I won't bother you to do it. Give it to me. I will chop off his limbs, and then extract his soul and melt it into the weapon, so that he can become a part of the weapon forever."

Bailihao said mercilessly. Thinking of the scene that he was almost trapped into the space crack by the boy that day, his chest was filled with towering anger.

"Good!"

Cui he nodded his head gently.

However, at this time, a huge killing intention suddenly came from behind.

Huh?

What's going on?

Feeling this killing intention, Cui he and Bai Lihao were stunned and quickly turned around.

So, in their sight, there appeared a man wearing a wide black cloak. The man was wrapped up and down by the wide cloak, with only a pair of extremely beautiful eyes exposed outside.

However, the pair of extremely beautiful eyes, at the moment, like her hand, the extremely slender blue sword, generally cold and sharp, seemed to pierce the hearts of Bai Lihao and Cui he in an instant.

The cloak figure, holding a slender blue sword, quietly pointed to Bai Lihao and Cui he.

There is no doubt that the overwhelming killing intention came from her.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the cloaks in front of them, Cui he and Bai Lihao all gave a cold drink. They just felt that they were cold in their hearts. When the cloaks appeared behind them, they didn't notice at all.

You can imagine how terrible the other party is!

"Are you planning to kill the boy? Can you try and see if the sword in my hand is fast or your speed is fast? "

The cloak figure wrapped tightly finally sent out an extremely soft voice, but the soft voice was so cold that the blood in the human body seemed to solidify in an instant.

Bai Lihao and Cui he were stunned and looked at each other for a moment. They felt like walking on thin ice. They could see that each other's cultivation had at least broken through the emperor's way.

It will never be difficult for a strong emperor to kill them!

"Hoo..."

Cui he breathed out and tried to calm himself down. His current cultivation only broke through the nine realms of the patriarchal road. In front of a strong emperor, he had to calm down. Otherwise, the consequences would be very serious.

"Fengzu and the Dharma protector of 'Heavenly corpse' are all strong imperialists. Now, there is another strong imperialist. This broken war road is afraid that there will be a bloody storm in the near future."

Cui he sighed lightly, then slightly coagulated his eyes and looked at the cloak figure in front: "as a strong emperor, how can he be so interested in a young generation who has not broken through even the six realms of patriarchal Taoism? Take the liberty to ask, "what's the relationship between you and that boy?"