Chapter 839: Honghuang Sword vs. Magic Skill

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He was out of Baizhang, slashing fiercely with a knife across the air. The awn of the sword, up to thirty-five feet long, would reflect half of the sky into a color, and cleave toward the demonized teenager in front.
"The Seventh Form of the Devil-the Second Form!"
The young man's voice was indifferent to the extreme, as if from hell, the blood in the body seemed to be frozen in the instant.
"call……"
Zhang Kuan's left hand, with a harsh roaring sound, slammed towards the violent blood-stained slash of the world.
"Click!"
No accident happened. The knife that was thirty-five feet long shattered suddenly when it touched the devil's left hand.
The confrontation between "The Seven Forms of Heavenly Demon" and "The Nine Swords of the Wild" is too fierce!
Everyone on the field, including the existence of Daohe Wang and Xianxian Wang, were all stunned.
The super-giant of the Holy See collided with the rising star of the peak, which made everyone only watch the blood boiling in the body.
Such a showdown is absolutely rare in a thousand years!
At this time, the people in the crowd, such as Huangfu Shangyi, Fu Qingqing, and Liluo, were already so excited that they could not speak. Only the towering were violently ups and downs, with beautiful ripples. It's tempting, as long as you look at it, it is enough to make your nose bleed.
In the battle so far, Zonghe Wang's "Honghuang Nine Swords" has already split eight swords. However, Qin Yi not only took all of the eight swords, but also made no injuries.
This is a huge difference from the scene that Zong He and Wang had expected to kill him with a single knife!
This made Zonghe Wang unacceptable, and his heart had already broken into pieces.
After splitting out the eighth knife, Zonghe Wang kneeled on the ground on one knee and supported his body with a sword. His chest rose and fell violently. The eyes that looked at Qin Yi opened to the eye directly, and the eyes opened. On the top, there were two red blood flowing in the blood, which looked shocking.
Today's battle scenes are beyond his dream!
How long did it take for this young man to enter the Kyushu Holy See, however, even after his eighth knife in "Hong Nine Nine Swords", he still stood here unharmed!
As one of the top five grand masters of the Holy See, he actually made eight cuts, all for hurting Qin Yi, and he felt his face was wiped out!
"Roar!" "Roar!"
In the mouth of Zonghe Wang, a beast-like roar sounded, the eyes that had been split open wide, burst into anger.
"The Nine Swords of Honghuang" has only the last one, and it is also the strongest one. Whether you can kill this boy who is angry with the gods, just look at this one.
"Honghuang Nine Swords-Ninth Swords!"
After regrouping his strength, Zong He and Wang Sheng snarled violently, finally breaking out his strongest sword.
On his tall body in a golden robe, he suddenly exuded monstrous coercion, and the surrounding space, like the same stream of water, was constantly twisted.
"boom!"
His wide soles stomped once again, the earth trembles, and a huge one-meter-wide crack was directly cracked on the ground.
With the help of this power, Zong He and the King dressed in golden robes, like a golden mutant eagle, rushed towards the demonized teenager in front.
He clasped the arms of the sword, and on top of it, swollen blue muscles struck him with all his might, struggling to split the sword with all his might, the knife of fierceness, forty feet, split the world, split towards The boy in front!
As the knife hacked out, the endless killing intentions filled every inch of the space here, so that everyone watching around, even the depths of the soul, were in a trance of pain, as if this A knife, split in the depths of their souls.
The teenager who was a hundred feet away, slightly condensed the eyes that were faintly filled with magic energy, and looked at the knife that was madly chopped with a monstrous momentum, and indifferently reached the extreme voice, and from his mouth again, violently revealed Out: "The Seventh Form of the Devil-The Third Form!"
The dark demonic hands whistled away and greeted Zonghe Wang's last sword!
"Click!"
There was still no accident. The forty-foot-long awn, when it touched the black devil's hand, was suddenly broken into a awn.
"Failed, failed to kill the angry boy ..."
Zonghe Wang was stunned and there was a slight loss of soul. He couldn't think of it. He shot it himself and exhibited the strongest martial art "Honghuang Nine Swords". He still failed to kill Qin Yi.
"Boy, I don't believe you are a god. The end of our war should not be like this!"
It is impossible for Zonghe Wang to accept this ending!
suddenly.
He shouted, carrying a sword, and rushed to Qin Yi desperately: "Boy who is angry with man and god, I know your magic skills, there is another way, show it!"
"as you wish!"
Qin Yi said indifferently, and then, without hesitation, left the wide-width Tianmo left hand towards the Zonghe Wang who came from the slain, and fanned fiercely: "The Seventh Type of the Devil-the Fourth Type!"
"Peng!"
The world's trembling demonic hands whistled away, and Zong He Wang's eyes were completely dark, avoiding inevitable, and he was shot firmly in the face. He only felt that the power contained in this palm was not less than ten thousand. , As if it was a day, hitting him hard.
He only felt that the bones in the body were all smashed by this palm. The tall body flew out dozens of feet away, fell to the ground, and smashed into dust.
Everyone around, the body suddenly flickered with the subconscious.
However, Zong He Wang is worthy of being one of the top five grand masters of the Holy See, with a physical defense that ordinary people can't imagine. Bouncing up.
"Haha, a boy resentment between man and god, your magical skills will not kill me. Now, I see what else do you use to fight me!"
Zonghe Wang was gray and embarrassed, but he was very happy. The whole person was full of enthusiasm, and he resisted the magic skill of this kid. Then, the picture of his fall should appear.
The pictures of Qin Yi's fall are all dreams he wanted to see!
The sword in his hand suddenly rose to a full length, the blood surging, and his tall body held a straight line with the sword, drawing a dazzling blood awn in the air, running through the sky, toward the The young man in front of him spurs away, the speed is indescribably fast.
Song Yuwang, Cheng Ye, and others in the crowd, all of them suddenly and heartily appeared with a faint smile on their faces. <