Chapter 450: Sword for nine days, play with clouds and cut fog

"go!"
With a loud shout, these ancient barbarian masters withdrew and retreated.
This is not the king, it is a monster, how can they defeat him!
They want to flee here, and wait for Lord Changshengtian to attack this Wuyue City!
Lord Changshengtian made a move, and he would definitely kill this person and wash away the humiliation they are now suffering!
With a certain idea, these ancient barbarians made a decisive decision, fleeing from all directions!
"Want to escape?"
Qin Yi raised his eyelids slightly, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Om!"
Wang Jun's dragon sword was held flat in front of him, and his true essence was madly injected into Wang Jun's dragon sword, and the sword body buzzed softly!
The mountain breeze howled, and the sky above the Wuyue Mountains, a dark cloud was blowing at some point.
Dark clouds cover the top and shade the blue sun, and this small world suddenly becomes dark.
The cold wind followed, making people tremble.
"boom!"
The terrifying sword intent, starting from Qin Yi, is like waves in all directions!
Ji'er, even more like hell, enveloped the ancient barbarian grandmaster who had escaped.
The king's sword can be buried in the world!
"Wanzai Cangyun!"
Qin Yi whispered in his mouth, and Wang Jun's dragon sword slowly cleaved.
The terrible sword light, at this moment, turned into a ubiquitous blue cloud!
Everything in the world is covered by this sword!
Sword for nine days, play the cloud and cut the fog!
White shirt fluttering, standing in the void, Qin Yi is like a banished immortal!
On the cloud, lightly slashed a sword light, which wiped out everything and tore everything in this world.
Even this sword light cannot be said to be a sword light.
One hundred thousand!
This sword light contains hundreds of sword lights!
Just like peeling off a cocoon, this sword light split into hundreds of ways in a blink of an eye, slashing towards the masters who did not fall.
"no no!"
The ancient barbarian masters felt the sharp sword light behind them, and couldn't help looking back, their faces immediately turned pale!
Qin Yi's sword was so wonderful that the ancient barbarians had nowhere to hide!
With just this sword, the remaining dozens of ancient barbarians felt a crisis of life and death!
Facing this sword, these ancient barbarians can't even imagine how they can escape!
"no no!"
The ancient barbarians opened their eyes wide, screamed sternly, and tried their best to escape.
At this time, these ancient barbarians no longer had the arrogance they were before, and some were just dying and struggling hideously!
However, no matter how they struggled, these swords still locked them firmly!
Not the first one, the sword shines endlessly!
Just when the ancient barbarian masters were desperate, a bright blade of sword light suddenly came from the edge of the sky!
The light of the knife beats the white, like the snow!
This blade of light abruptly tore a hole under the sword light of the blue cloud woven by Qin Yi!
And it was this opening that opened up vitality for the ancient barbarians.
Immediately, a glimmer of joy flashed in the eyes of the ancient barbaric masters, each resorted to means, and quickly escaped from Qin Yi's sword light.
"Ok?"
Qin Yi raised his brows and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared.
Slender figure, black hair tied on top of his head, holding a machete like a full moon in his hand.
The blade was awe-inspiring, and the blade light just now was cut out from this scimitar!
On this full-moon scimitar, Qin Yi even felt a piercing chill.
Comes from the sword gas!
This feeling is like the ice above the Tianshan Mountains, exuding a deep-rooted chill!
Just like this man with a knife, as cold as ice!