Chapter 1285

Qin Yichen didn't feel that he would give him a chance like this. Although the move of the fourth commander just surprised him and even caught him by surprise, Qin Yichen was not very flustered. He was confident that he could control everything!

"It's a pity that we are enemies after all. Only when you die can I feel at ease!" The fourth commander tilted his eyes and looked at Qin Yichen fiercely. He couldn't figure out that Qin Yichen was calm from beginning to end. He didn't know whether he was pretending or really not. In fact, Qin Yichen was nervous. It was human instinct, but it was panic he didn't show. It was his nature!

"If you have the ability, use it all, and I'll take it all!" Qin Yichen put away the ghost knife and stood up with his hands in his hands. His appearance was very like his natural and unrestrained appearance before.

"Good!" As soon as the words came down, the four commanders flew fiercely into the air. It's normal for people of their level to fly in the air, but the general duel is still on the ground. Otherwise, how can they fight if their opponents fly around in the sky?

Qin Yichen did not immediately guard against anything, but quietly watched what the fourth commander would do next.

"Ring seal, ring light!" The fourth commander gives a big drink, wriggles around the corner of his mouth and recites a spell. Qin Yichen calculates the time curiously. This time, the spell time is much longer than last time. It seems that he has to be more careful. Now there is a ghost Dao master who shakes hands.

"Can you take it easy, I'm in pain!" Qin Yichen was stunned when a cold voice came. Then he found that the ghost Dao was talking to him. Unexpectedly, the ghost Dao was able to cultivate his own wisdom and spew words. However, the Dao Ling was oppressed by Li Sandao every day. He couldn't be allowed to kill every day. He was allowed to be honest. The Dao was fierce! Sabre art is originally the art of killing people. The character of sabre spirit bred by this ghost Sabre is not much better. Almost every Sabre spirit is bloodthirsty. But the sabre spirit of ghost Sabre is obviously different from other Sabre spirits. He didn't lose his mind. It's obvious that Li Sandao contributed to this.

"I see. Don't bother me. I'm fighting. Can you be quiet?" Qin Yichen impatiently scolded, directly back to the past.

"Yes, I'm cruel, right? Believe it or not Dao Ling threatened. It seems that his trusting master has a bad temper. He has to cure himself.

"What do you like? Don't compare, OK?" Qin Yichen looks at the four commanders not far away without blinking. He doesn't care about Dao Ling's words, but just perfunctorily. Now he just wants to make Dao Ling shut up.

"Yes Dao Ling just said one thing. The red light on the ghost knife suddenly disappeared. Then, with a bang, Qin Yichen fell to the ground holding the ghost knife and directly smashed out a human shaped pit. How funny that look is, how funny it is. Even the four commanders on the opposite side were stunned. They thought that the boy would not commit suicide, which is too boring, Know to see Qin Yichen pout buttocks bow waist, this just continue to launch secret skill.

"You his Niang can --" Qin Yi Chen words didn't finish, holding the ghost knife hands and fiercely sink into the ground, painful Qin Yi Chen tears flow out.

"Brother, brother! I'm wrong, am I wrong? I'm sorry, is that ok? " Qin Yichen shouts. The pain on his palm is so real. He just feels that his palm seems to have fallen off. He can't feel it at all. He just feels a deep pain. He immediately asks Daoling for help.

"That's about the same." The ghost sword appeared again. Qin Yichen quickly got up from the ground and checked the injury. It wasn't so serious. His hands could still be used.

In fact, when the ghost knife is not willing to be used, it will return to its original weight, 18 tons! This is not something that ordinary people can move. Even Qin Yichen, a low-level immortal, can't move it! It can be seen that this ghost knife is powerful!

Qin Yichen now has an idea in his mind. Li Sandao, the old thief, cheated himself by saying that he was the master of blood. He did what he did. He lost so much blood. Is it in vain? This Dao Ling is obviously a white eyed wolf. If Qin Yichen hadn't just saved himself, he would have wanted to throw this ghost away.

If Dao Ling doesn't intend to be used by people, the weight of 18 tons can't be picked up by anyone who wants to. There are only a few in the whole world.

"If you are not convinced, we can have a fight!" Dao Ling doesn't agree with Qin Yichen's face. He thinks that Qin Yichen is just a counsellor. Now he wants to compare with Qin Yichen. However, Qin Yichen finally stops Dao Ling's behavior. He humbly admits his mistake. He doesn't know how many times he shouts, but Dao Ling stops talking.

Qin Yichen quickly holds the ghost knife and looks at the fourth commander. The fourth commander has just finished. Behind the fourth commander, the golden ring suddenly rises, and finally stops over the head of the fourth commander. Then he can see that the halo continues to spread to the center of the ring, and finally forms a round surface. The sound of "boom" is like a shell firing, From the round surface of the halo, a beam of light shoots out at the front door of Qin Yichen.

"Hum!" Qin Yichen hummed coldly, holding the ghost knife horizontally, and the corners of his mouth wriggled "ghost knife, wooden ox!" With the knife in hand, an energy wooden ox shoots out, lifelike, and runs directly to the projectile. With a "boom", a deafening explosion breaks out at the moment when the two are relieved, and the sawdust is scattered all over the ground.

In fact, this wood ox is a bad taste of Qin Yichen. He just wants to experiment with the effect of adding wood energy to the ghost sword. It's fun to see the result.

The fourth commander didn't stop attacking. The corners of his mouth kept wriggling and chanting incantations. So did Qin Yichen. In the sky, a wooden bull ran into the beam of shells. In a short time, the ground was covered with sawdust, which was left by the wooden bull.

"The speed of energy absorption can't afford to be consumed at all. Forget it, fight for it!" The fourth commander thought in his heart and said, "ring seal, ring blast!" The ring seals on the leader of Si Tong began to split, and finally they split into dozens before they stopped. One by one, the ring seals absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, and quickly formed a light beam on the circular surface.

"Blow it up!" With a wave of the fourth commander's hand, he pointed to Qin Yichen on the ground. In an instant, dozens of golden shells swept Qin Yichen, just like a golden egg rain in the sky.

Qin Yichen is not flustered. He puts away the ghost knife, puts his hands together, wriggles around the corner of his mouth, and says a mantra. Suddenly, Qin Yichen opens his eyes, his eyes are like electricity, and his eyebrows emit a light!