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There is no doubt that this war was the most difficult one for Qin Yi in history. His clothes were worn and tattered, and there were dozens of knife wounds on his body.
"Young man, take your life!"
Di Junjie shouted angrily. He was so crazy that he split with a long knife. The blade was more than three feet long. With a sharp sound of breaking the air, he cut hard towards Qin Yi.
"Rage formula!"
Qin Yi waved his fist and directly smashed the huge knife awn. Then, the power contained in the knife awn hit his chest like a mountain, which made it difficult for him to resist. The whole man flew out and fell to the ground.
"Brother..."
Behind him, sakura'er's worried voice came.
Qin Yi looked back and saw that Ying'er's eyes were full of tears. The long eyelashes blinked and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Yinger doesn't cry. Yinger is the strongest child! I believe my brother will take you out of here unharmed. "
Qin Yirou comforted.
"Yes. Sakura believes in her brother. Sakura only cries for her brother. "
Ying'er nodded her head with a crystal clear little nose, gently fanned, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. She looked very sad.
Qin Yi almost cried for Ying'er's words. He bit his teeth and faced Di Junjie again. His eyes were burning with crazy war spirit. His body was already covered with dense wounds.
"At this time, you still have the confidence to take the witch out of here safely - die!"
Dijunjie roared again, holding a long knife in both hands and plundering madly.
Qin Yi's body was suddenly haunted with a trace of ancient evil spirit. His left hand soared to Zhang width in an instant.
"Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!"
Qin Yi drank coldly. Zhang Kuan's left hand suddenly patted Di Junjie fiercely. With one palm, di Junjie flew out and fell to the ground.
However, di Junjie soon stood up again. Although the first form of the seven forms of demons is powerful, it is still difficult to hit a strong man like Di Junjie who is at the top of the three realms of Taoism.
"Kill!"
Holding a long knife in both hands, he killed Qin Yi crazily again.
Qin Yi didn't give Di Junjie a chance to get close. The second move of the seven forms of demons followed and slapped Di Junjie again.
"Wow..."
This time, give Dijun finally a mouthful of blood, burst out, and his face was a little pale.
But he's still alive.
The strongman at the peak of the three realms of the patriarchal Road, physical defense is really strong and unimaginable.
"Ha ha, boy, your magic skill can't kill me!"
The corners of Di Jun's mouth were dripping with a trace of blood, which looked very tragic. He wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, his eyes shone crazy light, laughed and said, "what martial arts do you have? Just make it out. "
Even the second form of the seven forms of heavenly demons could not kill Di Jun. Qin Yiwei frowned. The third form of the seven forms of heavenly demons has not been successfully cultivated. He has no stronger martial arts.
"No more martial arts? Then prepare to die! "
A touch of cruelty appeared on di Jun's face. The whole person stood there proudly like an iron tower. He is the most powerful warrior in the kingdom of worship the moon.
The strongman at the peak of the three realms of Taoism is unimaginably powerful. He is not a cultivator at the level of Qin Yi at all. He can't compete, even with the seeds of mysterious left hand, earth and fire, and immortal ancient martial arts.
At the moment, Ying'er on her back was very quiet. Qin Yi looked back and saw that she fainted because she was too sad.
There are too many things today. She is only a child of three or four years old. Her heart is quite fragile and she can't bear such sadness at all.
"Well, today, let me fight for you!"
Qin Yi took a deep breath, untied Ying'er from his back, looked around, and finally landed on the face of an old man with kind eyebrows. He didn't say much, holding Ying'er towards the old man.
Seeing him coming, people all around gave way one after another and looked at him warily, as if they saw a bloodthirsty beast.
Qin Yi came directly to the old man and handed Ying'er over to him. Between his eyebrows, there was a faint sadness. He respectfully said, "Grandpa, please help me take care of her. She is not a witch, but a strange woman. In the next battle, if I die, please raise her..."
Qin Yi felt that he couldn't speak any more. He paused for a long time before he continued: "I'm a disciple of the magic trace. My name is Qin Yi. After I die, you go to the magic trace fairy, find a girl named Yang Shiqi, and tell her that I have gone to a far, far place. I won't go back for the time being. You can also get a certain number of Kyushu Lingyuan stones from her, or give Yinger to her and tell her that Yinger is a strange existence. In any case, you can't hurt her at all, We must let her grow up happily. "
Such last words made all the people around watching the war feel pity, and some even couldn't help crying secretly. Just because of a sword debate, these two people ended up in such a miserable end. They killed a river of blood here. Finally, they had to face the strongest warrior in the kingdom of worship the moon.
"Old man, just help him take care of this witch for the time being. I want to see what martial arts the boy has to compete with me."
Say loudly to Dijun.
The old man then took Ying'er and held her tightly in his arms.
Qin Yi returns to the field again. Facing the powerful gei Dijun, his mood suddenly calms down. He knows that his hope of survival in the next battle is almost zero.
In the distant Xiangu period, the king of Kyushu fought with emperor Ying. The king of Kyushu was able to chop nine pieces of magic knife and never die. That was because he cultivated the past life and this life. The two bodies of the past life and this life can rotate and surpass life and death.
Now, in the next war, if Qin Yi wants to survive, unless he, like the king of Kyushu, cultivates his previous life and present life and can surpass life and death.
"Come on, young man, I'm curious. What kind of magic skill does a cultivator who has just broken through the patriarchal road have?"
He shouted to Dijun, with crazy killing intention burning in his eyes.
Qin Yi didn't say much. At this moment, his whole aura changed greatly. From the previous crazy beast like appearance, he had become a dry well without waves. After looking back at the fainting Ying'er in the old man's arms, he began to operate the skill of magic Sabre Chapter 9.
With the operation of the skill in Chapter 9 of the magic knife, a dark knife shadow of about half a Zhang quickly formed over Qin Yi's head.
He has been unable to display a stronger martial arts than the second form of the seven forms of heavenly demons. Now, he can only display nine magic swords to fight for Ying'er.
He knew that once the nine chapters of the magic knife were displayed, he would declare death. The magic knife was inspired by the energy of life, and once the magic knife was released, he would go forward and couldn't stop it.
He didn't expect that Senluo king had just helped him condense into a virtual Kyushu magic knife, which would be used so soon.
The virtual shadow of the magic knife over Qin Yi's head has formed and stands there silently, like a magic light rushing out of hell.
With the formation of the virtual shadow of Kyushu magic knife, all the vitality here seems to be pulled out in an instant. It seems that this place has fallen into hell. Endless death and killing intention fill every inch of space here.
"The magic knife in the distant Xiangu years, at this moment, appeared in the Hongmeng era..."
Looking up at the virtual shadow of the magic knife over his head, Qin Yi was slightly moved.
"God, the shadow of this knife is so powerful. How can I feel that it is an eternal devil coming to this world?"
"I feel the endless war spirit. Is this sword shadow condensed from the war spirit?"
"My soul is trembling!"
Looking over Qin Yi's head, many people exclaimed at the virtual shadow of the magic knife floating there quietly.
Under the shadow of the magic knife, Qin Yi stood there quietly. At this moment, his mood was surprisingly calm. Ying'er was the reincarnation of the immortal ancient Ying emperor. He was tied to the life and death of mankind. Even if he gave his life, he must protect her.
"Damn it, in the face of this knife shadow, I can't help but breed a fear in my heart. I don't like this feeling. What kind of knife shadow is this? "
Facing the shadow of Kyushu magic knife, di Jun finally turned pale and shocked to the extreme.
Qin Yi naturally could not tell him that this was the shadow of the first magic knife between heaven and earth. He just looked at di Jun indifferently.
Before that, he never thought that one day he would fight with the magic knife of the king of Kyushu.
At this moment, the formula of the nine chapters of the magic knife runs by itself without any action. He feels that his life energy is rapidly pulling away from his body with the operation of the formula of the nine chapters of the magic knife.
Over his head, the killing intention of the virtual shadow of the magic knife became stronger and stronger, which made everyone watching the war in the distance feel out of breath.
Suddenly.
Qin Yi drank: "magic knife Chapter 9 - Chapter 1!"
With his loud drink, the shadow of the magic knife cut out silently and colorlessly, and split to Dijun in front. Dijun was shocked and lost his color. He couldn't even avoid.
"Boom!"
The half Zhang Long magic knife virtual shadow fiercely chopped on gei Dijun's body. It easily chopped his armor and didn't enter him. Gei Dijun couldn't resist this force at all. He was split more than ten Zhang away and fell to the ground.
A knife will kill Dijun?
The whole field was very quiet.
After this knife was split, Qin Yi's face was extremely pale, and the loss of life energy was very serious. The Kyushu magic knife was not used by practitioners at his level at all.
"Ha ha, I'm not dead for Dijun. Young man, your magic skill is not good. You can't kill me!"
Gei Dijun suddenly got up from the ground. There was a huge bone wound on his chest. It looked very tragic. However, he was very happy because he resisted Qin Yi's magic knife.
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There is no doubt that this war was the most difficult one for Qin Yi in history. His clothes were worn and tattered, and there were dozens of knife wounds on his body.
"Young man, take your life!"
Di Junjie shouted angrily. He was so crazy that he split with a long knife. The blade was more than three feet long. With a sharp sound of breaking the air, he cut hard towards Qin Yi.
"Rage formula!"
Qin Yi waved his fist and directly smashed the huge knife awn. Then, the power contained in the knife awn hit his chest like a mountain, which made it difficult for him to resist. The whole man flew out and fell to the ground.
"Brother..."
Behind him, sakura'er's worried voice came.
Qin Yi looked back and saw that Ying'er's eyes were full of tears. The long eyelashes blinked and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Yinger doesn't cry. Yinger is the strongest child! I believe my brother will take you out of here unharmed. "
Qin Yirou comforted.
"Yes. Sakura believes in her brother. Sakura only cries for her brother. "
Ying'er nodded her head with a crystal clear little nose, gently fanned, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. She looked very sad.
Qin Yi almost cried for Ying'er's words. He bit his teeth and faced Di Junjie again. His eyes were burning with crazy war spirit. His body was already covered with dense wounds.
"At this time, you still have the confidence to take the witch out of here safely - die!"
Dijunjie roared again, holding a long knife in both hands and plundering madly.
Qin Yi's body was suddenly haunted with a trace of ancient evil spirit. His left hand soared to Zhang width in an instant.
"Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!"
Qin Yi drank coldly. Zhang Kuan's left hand suddenly patted Di Junjie fiercely. With one palm, di Junjie flew out and fell to the ground.
However, di Junjie soon stood up again. Although the first form of the seven forms of demons is powerful, it is still difficult to hit a strong man like Di Junjie who is at the top of the three realms of Taoism.
"Kill!"
Holding a long knife in both hands, he killed Qin Yi crazily again.
Qin Yi didn't give Di Junjie a chance to get close. The second move of the seven forms of demons followed and slapped Di Junjie again.
"Wow..."
This time, give Dijun finally a mouthful of blood, burst out, and his face was a little pale.
But he's still alive.
The strongman at the peak of the three realms of the patriarchal Road, physical defense is really strong and unimaginable.
"Ha ha, boy, your magic skill can't kill me!"
The corners of Di Jun's mouth were dripping with a trace of blood, which looked very tragic. He wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, his eyes shone crazy light, laughed and said, "what martial arts do you have? Just make it out. "
Even the second form of the seven forms of heavenly demons could not kill Di Jun. Qin Yiwei frowned. The third form of the seven forms of heavenly demons has not been successfully cultivated. He has no stronger martial arts.
"No more martial arts? Then prepare to die! "
A touch of cruelty appeared on di Jun's face. The whole person stood there proudly like an iron tower. He is the most powerful warrior in the kingdom of worship the moon.
The strongman at the peak of the three realms of Taoism is unimaginably powerful. He is not a cultivator at the level of Qin Yi at all. He can't compete, even with the seeds of mysterious left hand, earth and fire, and immortal ancient martial arts.
At the moment, Ying'er on her back was very quiet. Qin Yi looked back and saw that she fainted because she was too sad.
There are too many things today. She is only a child of three or four years old. Her heart is quite fragile and she can't bear such sadness at all.
"Well, today, let me fight for you!"
Qin Yi took a deep breath, untied Ying'er from his back, looked around, and finally landed on the face of an old man with kind eyebrows. He didn't say much, holding Ying'er towards the old man.
Seeing him coming, people all around gave way one after another and looked at him warily, as if they saw a bloodthirsty beast.
Qin Yi came directly to the old man and handed Ying'er over to him. Between his eyebrows, there was a faint sadness. He respectfully said, "Grandpa, please help me take care of her. She is not a witch, but a strange woman. In the next battle, if I die, please raise her..."
Qin Yi felt that he couldn't speak any more. He paused for a long time before he continued: "I'm a disciple of the magic trace. My name is Qin Yi. After I die, you go to the magic trace fairy, find a girl named Yang Shiqi, and tell her that I have gone to a far, far place. I won't go back for the time being. You can also get a certain number of Kyushu Lingyuan stones from her, or give Yinger to her and tell her that Yinger is a strange existence. In any case, you can't hurt her at all, We must let her grow up happily. "
Such last words made all the people around watching the war feel pity, and some even couldn't help crying secretly. Just because of a sword debate, these two people ended up in such a miserable end. They killed a river of blood here. Finally, they had to face the strongest warrior in the kingdom of worship the moon.
"Old man, just help him take care of this witch for the time being. I want to see what martial arts the boy has to compete with me."
Say loudly to Dijun.
The old man then took Ying'er and held her tightly in his arms.
Qin Yi returns to the field again. Facing the powerful gei Dijun, his mood suddenly calms down. He knows that his hope of survival in the next battle is almost zero.
In the distant Xiangu period, the king of Kyushu fought with emperor Ying. The king of Kyushu was able to chop nine pieces of magic knife and never die. That was because he cultivated the past life and this life. The two bodies of the past life and this life can rotate and surpass life and death.
Now, in the next war, if Qin Yi wants to survive, unless he, like the king of Kyushu, cultivates his previous life and present life and can surpass life and death.
"Come on, young man, I'm curious. What kind of magic skill does a cultivator who has just broken through the patriarchal road have?"
He shouted to Dijun, with crazy killing intention burning in his eyes.
Qin Yi didn't say much. At this moment, his whole aura changed greatly. From the previous crazy beast like appearance, he had become a dry well without waves. After looking back at the fainting Ying'er in the old man's arms, he began to operate the skill of magic Sabre Chapter 9.
With the operation of the skill in Chapter 9 of the magic knife, a dark knife shadow of about half a Zhang quickly formed over Qin Yi's head.
He has been unable to display a stronger martial arts than the second form of the seven forms of heavenly demons. Now, he can only display nine magic swords to fight for Ying'er.
He knew that once the nine chapters of the magic knife were displayed, he would declare death. The magic knife was inspired by the energy of life, and once the magic knife was released, he would go forward and couldn't stop it.
He didn't expect that Senluo king had just helped him condense into a virtual Kyushu magic knife, which would be used so soon.
The virtual shadow of the magic knife over Qin Yi's head has formed and stands there silently, like a magic light rushing out of hell.
With the formation of the virtual shadow of Kyushu magic knife, all the vitality here seems to be pulled out in an instant. It seems that this place has fallen into hell. Endless death and killing intention fill every inch of space here.
"The magic knife in the distant Xiangu years, at this moment, appeared in the Hongmeng era..."
Looking up at the virtual shadow of the magic knife over his head, Qin Yi was slightly moved.
"God, the shadow of this knife is so powerful. How can I feel that it is an eternal devil coming to this world?"
"I feel the endless war spirit. Is this sword shadow condensed from the war spirit?"
"My soul is trembling!"
Looking over Qin Yi's head, many people exclaimed at the virtual shadow of the magic knife floating there quietly.
Under the shadow of the magic knife, Qin Yi stood there quietly. At this moment, his mood was surprisingly calm. Ying'er was the reincarnation of the immortal ancient Ying emperor. He was tied to the life and death of mankind. Even if he gave his life, he must protect her.
"Damn it, in the face of this knife shadow, I can't help but breed a fear in my heart. I don't like this feeling. What kind of knife shadow is this? "
Facing the shadow of Kyushu magic knife, di Jun finally turned pale and shocked to the extreme.
Qin Yi naturally could not tell him that this was the shadow of the first magic knife between heaven and earth. He just looked at di Jun indifferently.
Before that, he never thought that one day he would fight with the magic knife of the king of Kyushu.
At this moment, the formula of the nine chapters of the magic knife runs by itself without any action. He feels that his life energy is rapidly pulling away from his body with the operation of the formula of the nine chapters of the magic knife.
Over his head, the killing intention of the virtual shadow of the magic knife became stronger and stronger, which made everyone watching the war in the distance feel out of breath.
Suddenly.
Qin Yi drank: "magic knife Chapter 9 - Chapter 1!"
With his loud drink, the shadow of the magic knife cut out silently and colorlessly, and split to Dijun in front. Dijun was shocked and lost his color. He couldn't even avoid.
"Boom!"
The half Zhang Long magic knife virtual shadow fiercely chopped on gei Dijun's body. It easily chopped his armor and didn't enter him. Gei Dijun couldn't resist this force at all. He was split more than ten Zhang away and fell to the ground.
A knife will kill Dijun?
The whole field was very quiet.
After this knife was split, Qin Yi's face was extremely pale, and the loss of life energy was very serious. The Kyushu magic knife was not used by practitioners at his level at all.
"Ha ha, I'm not dead for Dijun. Young man, your magic skill is not good. You can't kill me!"
Gei Dijun suddenly got up from the ground. There was a huge bone wound on his chest. It looked very tragic. However, he was very happy because he resisted Qin Yi's magic knife.
There is no doubt that this war was the most difficult one for Qin Yi in history. His clothes were worn and tattered, and there were dozens of knife wounds on his body."Young man, take your life!"Di Junjie shouted angrily. He was so crazy that he split with a long knife. The blade was more than three feet long. With a sharp sound of breaking the air, he cut hard towards Qin Yi."Rage formula!"Qin Yi waved his fist and directly smashed the huge knife awn. Then, the power contained in the knife awn hit his chest like a mountain, which made it difficult for him to resist. The whole man flew out and fell to the ground."Brother..."Behind him, sakura'er's worried voice came.Qin Yi looked back and saw that Ying'er's eyes were full of tears. The long eyelashes blinked and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks."Yinger doesn't cry. Yinger is the strongest child! I believe my brother will take you out of here unharmed. "Qin Yirou comforted."Yes. Sakura believes in her brother. Sakura only cries for her brother. "Ying'er nodded her head with a crystal clear little nose, gently fanned, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. She looked very sad.Qin Yi almost cried for Ying'er's words. He bit his teeth and faced Di Junjie again. His eyes were burning with crazy war spirit. His body was already covered with dense wounds."At this time, you still have the confidence to take the witch out of here safely - die!"Dijunjie roared again, holding a long knife in both hands and plundering madly.Qin Yi's body was suddenly haunted with a trace of ancient evil spirit. His left hand soared to Zhang width in an instant."Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!"Qin Yi drank coldly. Zhang Kuan's left hand suddenly patted Di Junjie fiercely. With one palm, di Junjie flew out and fell to the ground.However, di Junjie soon stood up again. Although the first form of the seven forms of demons is powerful, it is still difficult to hit a strong man like Di Junjie who is at the top of the three realms of Taoism."Kill!"Holding a long knife in both hands, he killed Qin Yi crazily again.Qin Yi didn't give Di Junjie a chance to get close. The second move of the seven forms of demons followed and slapped Di Junjie again."Wow..."This time, give Dijun finally a mouthful of blood, burst out, and his face was a little pale.But he's still alive.The strongman at the peak of the three realms of the patriarchal Road, physical defense is really strong and unimaginable."Ha ha, boy, your magic skill can't kill me!"The corners of Di Jun's mouth were dripping with a trace of blood, which looked very tragic. He wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, his eyes shone crazy light, laughed and said, "what martial arts do you have? Just make it out. "Even the second form of the seven forms of heavenly demons could not kill Di Jun. Qin Yiwei frowned. The third form of the seven forms of heavenly demons has not been successfully cultivated. He has no stronger martial arts."No more martial arts? Then prepare to die! "A touch of cruelty appeared on di Jun's face. The whole person stood there proudly like an iron tower. He is the most powerful warrior in the kingdom of worship the moon.The strongman at the peak of the three realms of Taoism is unimaginably powerful. He is not a cultivator at the level of Qin Yi at all. He can't compete, even with the seeds of mysterious left hand, earth and fire, and immortal ancient martial arts.At the moment, Ying'er on her back was very quiet. Qin Yi looked back and saw that she fainted because she was too sad.There are too many things today. She is only a child of three or four years old. Her heart is quite fragile and she can't bear such sadness at all."Well, today, let me fight for you!"Qin Yi took a deep breath, untied Ying'er from his back, looked around, and finally landed on the face of an old man with kind eyebrows. He didn't say much, holding Ying'er towards the old man.Seeing him coming, people all around gave way one after another and looked at him warily, as if they saw a bloodthirsty beast.Qin Yi came directly to the old man and handed Ying'er over to him. Between his eyebrows, there was a faint sadness. He respectfully said, "Grandpa, please help me take care of her. She is not a witch, but a strange woman. In the next battle, if I die, please raise her..."Qin Yi felt that he couldn't speak any more. He paused for a long time before he continued: "I'm a disciple of the magic trace. My name is Qin Yi. After I die, you go to the magic trace fairy, find a girl named Yang Shiqi, and tell her that I have gone to a far, far place. I won't go back for the time being. You can also get a certain number of Kyushu Lingyuan stones from her, or give Yinger to her and tell her that Yinger is a strange existence. In any case, you can't hurt her at all, We must let her grow up happily. "Such last words made all the people around watching the war feel pity, and some even couldn't help crying secretly. Just because of a sword debate, these two people ended up in such a miserable end. They killed a river of blood here. Finally, they had to face the strongest warrior in the kingdom of worship the moon."Old man, just help him take care of this witch for the time being. I want to see what martial arts the boy has to compete with me."Say loudly to Dijun.The old man then took Ying'er and held her tightly in his arms.Qin Yi returns to the field again. Facing the powerful gei Dijun, his mood suddenly calms down. He knows that his hope of survival in the next battle is almost zero.In the distant Xiangu period, the king of Kyushu fought with emperor Ying. The king of Kyushu was able to chop nine pieces of magic knife and never die. That was because he cultivated the past life and this life. The two bodies of the past life and this life can rotate and surpass life and death.Now, in the next war, if Qin Yi wants to survive, unless he, like the king of Kyushu, cultivates his previous life and present life and can surpass life and death."Come on, young man, I'm curious. What kind of magic skill does a cultivator who has just broken through the patriarchal road have?"He shouted to Dijun, with crazy killing intention burning in his eyes.Qin Yi didn't say much. At this moment, his whole aura changed greatly. From the previous crazy beast like appearance, he had become a dry well without waves. After looking back at the fainting Ying'er in the old man's arms, he began to operate the skill of magic Sabre Chapter 9.With the operation of the skill in Chapter 9 of the magic knife, a dark knife shadow of about half a Zhang quickly formed over Qin Yi's head.He has been unable to display a stronger martial arts than the second form of the seven forms of heavenly demons. Now, he can only display nine magic swords to fight for Ying'er.He knew that once the nine chapters of the magic knife were displayed, he would declare death. The magic knife was inspired by the energy of life, and once the magic knife was released, he would go forward and couldn't stop it.He didn't expect that Senluo king had just helped him condense into a virtual Kyushu magic knife, which would be used so soon.The virtual shadow of the magic knife over Qin Yi's head has formed and stands there silently, like a magic light rushing out of hell.With the formation of the virtual shadow of Kyushu magic knife, all the vitality here seems to be pulled out in an instant. It seems that this place has fallen into hell. Endless death and killing intention fill every inch of space here."The magic knife in the distant Xiangu years, at this moment, appeared in the Hongmeng era..."Looking up at the virtual shadow of the magic knife over his head, Qin Yi was slightly moved."God, the shadow of this knife is so powerful. How can I feel that it is an eternal devil coming to this world?""I feel the endless war spirit. Is this sword shadow condensed from the war spirit?""My soul is trembling!"Looking over Qin Yi's head, many people exclaimed at the virtual shadow of the magic knife floating there quietly.Under the shadow of the magic knife, Qin Yi stood there quietly. At this moment, his mood was surprisingly calm. Ying'er was the reincarnation of the immortal ancient Ying emperor. He was tied to the life and death of mankind. Even if he gave his life, he must protect her."Damn it, in the face of this knife shadow, I can't help but breed a fear in my heart. I don't like this feeling. What kind of knife shadow is this? "Facing the shadow of Kyushu magic knife, di Jun finally turned pale and shocked to the extreme.Qin Yi naturally could not tell him that this was the shadow of the first magic knife between heaven and earth. He just looked at di Jun indifferently.Before that, he never thought that one day he would fight with the magic knife of the king of Kyushu.At this moment, the formula of the nine chapters of the magic knife runs by itself without any action. He feels that his life energy is rapidly pulling away from his body with the operation of the formula of the nine chapters of the magic knife.Over his head, the killing intention of the virtual shadow of the magic knife became stronger and stronger, which made everyone watching the war in the distance feel out of breath.Suddenly.Qin Yi drank: "magic knife Chapter 9 - Chapter 1!"With his loud drink, the shadow of the magic knife cut out silently and colorlessly, and split to Dijun in front. Dijun was shocked and lost his color. He couldn't even avoid."Boom!"The half Zhang Long magic knife virtual shadow fiercely chopped on gei Dijun's body. It easily chopped his armor and didn't enter him. Gei Dijun couldn't resist this force at all. He was split more than ten Zhang away and fell to the ground.A knife will kill Dijun?The whole field was very quiet.After this knife was split, Qin Yi's face was extremely pale, and the loss of life energy was very serious. The Kyushu magic knife was not used by practitioners at his level at all."Ha ha, I'm not dead for Dijun. Young man, your magic skill is not good. You can't kill me!"Gei Dijun suddenly got up from the ground. There was a huge bone wound on his chest. It looked very tragic. However, he was very happy because he resisted Qin Yi's magic knife.
