Chapter 2987: Good luck, or you will die

"Boy, who are you and why are you here? Have you ever seen that strange treasure born here?"
The brawny man looked at Qin Yi, who was silent, and his brows suddenly frowned.
The red-robed man and others also noticed Qin Yi, their expressions condensed slightly.
At this time, meeting someone here is not a good thing no matter how you look at it.
Practice is in contention!
It is too common for practitioners to fight against each other in order to compete for the natural treasures and other treasures.
The man in the red robe lifted his eyelids, glanced at Qin Yi and then retracted his gaze.
It's just a quasi emperor.
As an evildoer in the clan, he practiced martial arts, supernatural powers, and martial arts, all of which are superior, and he is proud of his peers.
In this side of the secret realm, the quasi-emperor of the same rank, except for a few, few people can see him.
Obviously, Qin Yi does not belong to any of those few.
"Boy, I want to ask you something!"
The brawny man looked bad, and his tone was even more angry.
Qin Yi turned a deaf ear to his words, as if he hadn't heard his questioning, how could he not be angry?
He thought to himself and lost face in front of his son.
When?
Naturally, I want to get my face back!
"What a kid who doesn't know the so-called, doesn't speak?
Do you think I can't help you if I don't speak? When I capture you and extract your soul, I can know everything you want to say and what you don't want to say! "
The brawny man was extremely angry and grinned, his eyes sharp.
He has been in Qingmingzhou for millions of years, and he has been rampant.
Since entering Jiang's family, he has rarely walked around, his reputation is not as good as in the past, but his strength has never faded.
His hands were stained with the blood of Emperor Zhun, no less than a palm.
It's not worse than this kid!
"drink!"
The strong man exhaled and made a sound, his blood rushed like a dragon, like thousands of heavenly dragons roaring and roaring at the same time.
"Huh!"
A huge phantom was wrapped in blood from the weather, whizzing from behind him, and instantly turned into a battle flag hundreds of feet high, piercing the sky.
Hunting in the battle flag, erupted with extremely terrifying murderous aura.
Murderous intent permeated, tearing mountains and forests, ordinary trees stained with murderous intent, withered and died in a blink of an eye.
The strong man stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Yi's head.
"boom!"
The mighty murderous aura swept in like a tide.
As soon as he shot his hand, the strong man revealed the tyranny of the old Zhundi, and he sealed the void of Qin Yi's place in one palm.
Within this hundred meters, all the secrets of escape were forbidden, and the void was condensed into a piece of iron, and there was no way to escape.
But, does Qin Yi need to escape?
"cut!"
Just when the strong man was about to grasp Qin Yi with a palm, Qin Yi suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as ice.
"Chang!"
What followed was a sword of light piercing through the world.
Like a divine sword wielded by a god, a sword cut through the endless darkness and shredded the void of the sealed town.
"what!"
The brawny man let out a stern and miserable howl, as if suffering great pain.
"Puff!"
I saw that the right hand of the brawny man, which was able to contend with the high-level sacred war weapon, was cut off by the sword light.
Countless red blood spewed from the strong man's arm.
that moment.
Everyone present was shaken.
Everyone looked at Qin Yi with surprise.
Even the man in the red robe was slightly moved.
And Qin Yi stood with his hand on his back, without moving, as if he was not the one who severely injured the brawny man.
Just a glimpse of the brawny:
"Good luck, otherwise, you were already dead just now."