Chapter 852: Yangqin is defeated!

This battle lasted a whole day and night.
The huge peak collapsed and the earth tore.
Fragmented earth and rocks all over the world, like the sky collapsed.
The countless forces who came to check it out, looked terrified, and hid tremblingly several miles away, watching this earth-shattering battle.
"That platinum and golden statue is the great sage Yangqin of the Cangri Sect!"
"Isn't she saying that she won't be out of Yaoguang Valley for two hundred years? How could she appear here?"
"Who is that golden statue, and why does it look so weird?"
"Look, there is a human being beside the golden faculty!"
"Really, and looks extremely young!"
"Where is this man sacred? He can stand up against Yang Qin!"
Li Shi stood on the void, and glared at Yang Qin.
Both sides have forgotten their original intention when they came, and are completely immersed in the battle.
Yang Qin relied on his own realm, and at the beginning it almost suppressed King Jiang III from playing.
But it was launched with the characteristics of King Jiang III, but the more he fought, the more fierce he was, and the more he fought.
Gradually, the air situation has slowly moved closer to Li Shi.
"Well!"
After Emperor Ming Wang did not know how many times he used his sword, Yang Qin's face suddenly let out a muffled grunt, but he didn't block the sword, and was sturdily chopped off a piece of armor.
"She can't do it anymore, come to the third king Ming Wang, don't let this opportunity go!"
King Ming Wang suddenly burst into golden Buddha's light, and a murderous intent appeared in his sharp eyes.
"call out--"
In a certain arm, a sharp arrow that had been concealed suddenly shot out, passing directly through Yang Qin's atrium!
"boom--"
Above Yang Qin's law, a whirlpool suddenly burst!
After a miserable scream, Yang Qin's facial features shrank rapidly, and she regained the size of her deity.
Yang Qin's body fell from the air and hit the ground heavily.
The dazzling mirror wheel lost its luster and stayed dimly beside her.
"master!"
"Master!"
Three second-level saints flew from the north and surrounded Yang Qin nervously.
"Cough cough cough! You can't die, don't worry."
Even if the high-level Yang Qin of the Tianyuan realm was penetrated into the heart, it was not killed, but his expression was extremely wilting.
"Huh! The deity is immortal, Li Shixiaoer, you can't kill me!"
Yang Qin looked at Li Shi in the sky bitterly, coughing up blood in her mouth.
"Oh? Why should this king kill you?
Keeping your soul body is slowly humiliated here, and seeing you being so angry that you can't get rid of the king, isn't it a kind of enjoyment? "
Above the void, behind Li Shi stood King Baizhangming, like the emperor of the sky, overlooking all beings.
His eyes were full of joking and humiliation, and what he said made Yang Qin angrily.
"you!"
Yang Qin was furious and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.
Li Shi was right. Although he couldn't kill Yang Qin, Yang Qin couldn't absorb the new Saint Yuan Qi in the domain of King Ming, and could not recover from his injuries.
So she can only let Li Shi humiliate!
Sadness flashed in the eyes of the three saints, when did they see Yang Qin being beaten into such a miserable appearance.
Especially Yang Qingfang, the eyes that looked at Li Shi had long since dared not to be bitter, but full of fear.
She didn't expect that a little boy who could squeeze to death with one hand a few months ago would become so strong after a while!
Now the great saint Yangqin, who was invincible in his mind, was even more defeated by Li Shi.
This kind of situation has already stopped Yang Qingfang from revenge, and just wants to leave this terrifying place as soon as possible!