Chapter 1263: Rolling

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Chapter 1263 Crushing
Above the sky, all eyes focused on Qin Yichen.
The faces of the more than ten saint-class strong men were all filled with anger, obviously, because of Qin Yichen's arrogance and anger.
Even if Qin Yichen's name is far from what they can compare, in their eyes, the latter is the most famous and the background is strong. After all, it is just a respectable junior, at best, a strong A little bit of ants.
Although the latter has a strong record against the heroes, he has never heard of his rivalry with the Holy Power.
After all, there is an insurmountable gulf between honor and sacred!
"Did you come together or come one by one?"
However, not waiting for the Holy Powers to speak out, a voice full of provocation, came out of Qin Yichen's mouth again.
"Wow!"
As soon as this word came out, an uproar broke out immediately above the sky, and those Saint-level powerful men all looked at Qin Yichen with a strange look.
They really did not understand, a respectable boy, where did the courage come, dare to say such words to them.
Does he think that these sacred powerhouses who come to the door will fear that his identity will fail?
"It seems that some vanity has made this junior forget it."
"Oh, this attitude, I'm really curious how he lives today."
"I don't know the so-called junior!"
A sound of cold humming opened up in the sky, and a powerful sacred atmosphere also firmly locked Qin Yichen.
Over Yunling City, Ling Lao's complexion changed slightly because of Qin Yichen's arrogant words, but he also knew that the short-term contact these days is not a reckless person. Since he said so, I am afraid that independent thinking.
However, in front of him, there are more than ten holy class strong men!
This kind of power, even if he is a holy intermediate, he can only avoid the edge.
"Oh, what a stupid thing can survive this year."
In the noise, the holy youth in the forefront was originally a shady face. At this time, it was much colder. He stared at Qin Yichen coldly, and the cold voice sounded slowly.
With this icy voice coming out, a kind of chilling and cold-smelling intention that makes people cold, also spreads quietly.
"It's enough for me to deal with an infamous junior!"
Behind this young man, a middle-aged man who looked like he was about 30 years old, snorted and walked out.
"Oh!"
With the moment when the sound of cold humming came to an end, the middle-aged man's face suddenly appeared with a tinge of embarrassment. The next moment, he stepped out and his figure disappeared strangely.
"Be careful!"
At the moment when the middle-aged man's figure disappeared, Ling Lao's complexion suddenly changed, and he couldn't take much into account. He just reminded him out loud.
"Oh!"
Qin Yichen's figure stood in the middle of the air, and his mental strength had spread all over. Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body suddenly receded an inch towards the rear.
"call out!"
At the moment Qin Yichen's body had just retreated, a palm with a magnificent true element, like a sharp palm knife, quickly fell off from its previous position, where the wind passed, cut Break a strand of hair from Qin Yichen.
"Humph!"
The palm of his hand fell, and the middle-aged man's figure flashed out. He grunted coldly, his arm burst, his palm was cut into a cut, and turned into a palm knife, chopped off Qin Yichen's throat.
And just as the palm knife was about to fall on Qin Yichen's throat, his palm also protruded abruptly. Above that palm, there was a faint golden light surging. Immediately, one was the cut palm. Hold on hard.
"Om ..."
The fierce energy continued to erode away from Qin Yichen's palm, and it was surprising that while Jin Mang was flashing, Qin Yichen's palm was not cut off instantly, without even a trace of blood, but instead the fierce Qi resisted.
Even an overbearing force eroded away towards that palm.
"Huh, to this extent, you want to resist me?"
The eyes of the holy strongman were slightly frozen, and then a sneer, a majestic and violent real element, whistling out of his body.
"Oh!"
When it comes to the vigor of Zhenyuan, Qin Yichen still has some gaps compared with these sacred powers. Under the impact of this magnificent true element, his palm was slightly numb, and was shaken back.
"boom!"
Immediately, Qin Yichen bombarded Zhenyuan with a punch, and his figure also receded by the force of that shock.
"What? Little beast, where did you go with that madness just now?"
With a single blow, the hoarseness on the face of the saint-class powerhouse became richer, and the sound of ridicule of Morin also changed.
Qin Yichen glanced at him, and there was a cold flash in his eyes.
However, in the current situation, even he can't help but have some headaches. Once more than ten saints have joined forces, even if they show all the cards in the hand, I am afraid he will not be able to compete.
"Boy, your perception is quite sharp ..."
The saint-like powerhouse stared at Qin Yichen, a smirk evoked from the corner of his mouth, and then a sound of drunk sounded: "However, this perception is useless!"
"boom!"
As his words came to an end, the monstrous Saint Wei swept out, and before Qin Yichen retreated, it was the latter that enveloped him.
Seeing this scene, the corners of the more than ten saint-level strong men in the back all evoked a playful smile.
In their opinion, Qin Yichen was already a dead end.
Among the sacred powers, the sacred power is almost a god-like existence. Even if he is sensitive and fast, he cannot escape the attacks from the sacred powers!
It can be said that even if there are thousands of powerful men, as long as they are trapped in Shengwei, they are lambs to be slaughtered!
"Little beast, you run away!"
When seeing the shroud of his own prestige, the fierce light on the face of the saint-class powerhouse will be revealed. He took a deep breath, as if walking, and walked in front of Qin Yichen.
"Oh!"
With a punch, Qin Yichen's figure was directly blasted.
"Oh!"
Before Qin Yichen fell, his body flickered, and his figure appeared like a ghost, appearing over Qin Yichen.
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
Among the sacred prestige spreading all over, this sacred powerhouse is like a divine residence, and easily fiddles with Qin Yichen, whose reputation is astonishing to all peoples.
The latter's body, like a ball, was blasted around.
What makes people a little surprised is that under such stormy offensives, although Qin Yichen seemed embarrassed, from the beginning to the end, there was no injuries on his body, and no trace of blood appeared.