Chapter 2037: The soul controls the sword, Zhao Cheng desperately

"Om!"
Countless swords of souls glowed with gloom, piercing towards Qin Yi.
Zhao Cheng smiled grimly, as if seeing Qin Yi's soul dying by these countless soul swords!
however.
Another scene beyond his expectations appeared.
Countless swords of souls fell three inches in front of Qin Yi, blocked by an invisible force, unable to hurt Qin Yi a bit!
"This is impossible!"
Zhao Cheng couldn't keep calm anymore.
This is the strength of His pressing the bottom of the box, how could it not hurt Qin Yi?
"I do not believe!"
Zhao Cheng had a hideous face, and was about to make another killer move, but it was too late.
At this moment, Qin Yi has come to him.
With a punch, Zhao Cheng had only time to lay the Heavenly Sword on his chest, trying to use the power of the Heavenly Sword to block Qin Yi's punch.
"when!"
There was a sound of gold and iron.
The Divine Sword of Heaven in Zhao Cheng's hand was fisted by Qin Yi.
then.
Zhao Cheng's punch was printed on Qin Yi's chest.
"Boom!"
Zhao Cheng was directly beaten with a punch, bloody!
A dark fist mark appeared on Zhao Cheng's chest. If Heaven Capital's Divine Sword blocked him, he would almost be blown by a group.
Even so, there were more clearly visible cracks on the Heavenly Sword.
"How dare you hurt me!"
Zhao Cheng roared, his eyes glowing with blood.
Qin Yi didn't get into his eyes, but he kept hitting him in the face without saying, it hurt him even more!
"You are not qualified to kill this son!"
Zhao Cheng roared, swinging the Heavenly Capital Sword in his hand, and slashed at Qin Yi severely.
"boom!"
The sharp sword light glowed with a faint coldness.
Sweeping towards Qin Yi like a violent wave!
Zhao Cheng thinks he is the strongest person in Dilu, even Cang Yunzi, he is not afraid, how can he be defeated by this mere prince?
"You think too much, I can kill you with one punch!"
The corner of Qin Yi's mouth raised, revealing a faint sneer.
As he spoke, he bowed slightly, his spine moved rhythmically, like a big dragon curled up, accumulating strength, and when it broke out, he was shocked!
Qin Yi leaped up like a dragon with a vigorous step, his five fingers were slightly pinched into a fist mark, and he blasted out with one punch.
The direction of this punch.
The halo was shining, like a vast world circulating in it, and the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers erupted, and in an instant there was an extremely terrifying power.
Behind him suddenly there is a majestic sacred mountain rising from the ground. On the sacred mountain, there are countless gods and demons sitting cross-legged, reciting scriptures, and singing in heaven!
"Boom!"
Fist strength swept, countless sword lights annihilated, lost the original light, and then disappeared!
"I don't believe it! How could you be so tyrannical before you stepped into that state?"
Zhao Cheng was frightened and yelled in disbelief.
This punch smashed the sword light that Zhao Cheng had cut.
Also smashed the Heavenly Sword.
It even shattered Zhao Cheng's Taoism.
Under Qin Yi's punch, he felt an almost suffocating feeling, as if no matter what he did, he could not avoid this punch!
And when this punch fell, it was when He died!
"I can not be reconciled!"
Zhao Cheng roared again and again, how could he willingly die in Qin Yi's hands.
He wants to win the Great Secret of Cheng Emperor, and eventually become the son of God of the second emperor of Tiandu God Cult. How can the son of Tiandu who is above him lose here?
"Om!"
Zhao Cheng's eyes were glowing red, and his brows seemed to have majestic power rising, and a vague figure sprang out from his brows, holding a sword and a handle.
Stabbed Qin Yi straight.
Soul controls the sword!