Chapter 457: One sword destroys the master

True Yuan broke through the sky and spread all over the world.
The power of hundreds of masters and martial artists at the same time is enormous!
A path of true essence, either turned into sword energy, or turned into sword energy, or turned into fist strength.
Indistinctly, these ancient barbarian masters stood in a mysterious formation.
The power of many ancient barbarian masters immediately linked together and became one!
The power of hundreds of masters shot suddenly skyrocketed!
The surging power is like a volcano erupting, like a flame surging into the sky!
Looking around, this piece of sky is full of attacks from ancient barbarians!
The killing intent is dashing, and the light is so bright, people can't help but tremble!
Hundreds of great masters joined forces, even the great masters of Taoism dare not despise it!
"Oh, a hundred grand masters?"
Qin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his deep eyes flashed awe-inspiring murderously.
"Chang!"
Wang Jun's dragon sword shook, and the faint sword rang once again, shaking the void.
"It's just a bunch of ants!"
Qin Yisen sneered and spit out such a word gently.
"Death is approaching, dare to be so presumptuous?"
Hearing this, the hundred ancient barbarians were all angry, and said with a cold voice.
Even if they were almost beheaded by Qin Yi before, they were different now.
They used the Hundred Stars Refining Gang Formation, and the strength of everyone's joint efforts skyrocketed several times!
There is also Master Changshengtian who shot together, it is possible to surround and kill this person!
In their eyes, Qin Yi had already waited for a turtle in the urn, but still dared to speak up.
"kill!"
The ancient barbarians screamed together, and their offensive skyrocketed again!
"Humph!"
Qin Yi's eyes grew colder and colder with disdain.
How can the power of the mayfly shake a tree?
"Wow!"
Qin Yi was thinking about it again, and the real dragon and phantom roared, and suddenly a brighter Jinhui burst out!
The thunder roared and crackled!
"Boom!"
The endless chain of aurora fell from the sky above.
The horrible scene is like a thunderstorm!
The continuous thunder, intertwined into a thunder curtain!
The thunder as thick as the mouth of a bowl, blasted down in pieces, slashing towards the ancient barbarians!
Move like thunder, drive like lightning!
Thunder, the world is righteous, can extinguish all evil in the world!
Driven by Qin Yi to destroy the evil, the ancient barbarian master!
Those ancient barbarians were not close to Qin Yi's distance, before they were hit by thunder!
"Boom!"
Countless blood flowers bloomed in the sky, and then disappeared in the sky.
Gorgeous red, gestating terrible blood!
Under this indiscriminate bombardment, hundreds of ancient barbarians were directly pierced by lightning!
The breeze passed, and in the next moment, countless ancient barbarians turned into dusty fans flying in the wind!
Under the thunder, none of the ancient barbarians survived!
In front of Thunder's Huanghuang Tianwei, everything was extinguished!
"It's just an ant, I want to hurt my lonely!"
Qin Yi's eyes were extremely cold, and his white shirt was flying, hunting and hunting in the strong wind!
The thunder fell from the sky, lingering beside Qin Yi, exuding the coercion of suppressing the Quartet!
Deity!
Thor!
Fairy!
Leixian!
At this moment, Qin Yi is like the invincible king in the world!
If it is said that the Changshengtian appeared on the scene before, it was like a snow god, then Qin Yi is a and fairy king who transcends the gods!
The king of immortals!
Even if hundreds of masters and martial artists abandon their dignity and siege Qin Yi, they will not be able to hurt Qin Yi the slightest.
Lei holds in his hand, controls life and death!
Master Zhenyuan, like an ant, can easily be crushed to death!