Chapter 703: World War (Part 2)

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At this time, his entire face was blood red, and a strong violent gas was revealed on his body, just like a huge wild beast rushed out of the ancient forest.
The two-meter-long golden giant sword in his hand was chopped, and the golden sword was five feet long, and he slashed towards Qin Yi.
Looking at the murderous golden swordmans, Qin Yi condensed his eyes slightly, all over him, surging in the majestic power of the Zongdao.
Holding a bronze spear, he burst out and greeted the five-foot-long golden swordmand. The gun spoiled the golden swordmand directly, and the energy wave from the impact hit the Qin fiercely. Yi's chest made Qin Yi slide straight back dozens of feet before he stood still.
There was a tumult of blood in his chest, which caused him to spit out blood and almost burst out.
Frost Hui was also hit by the energy wave and fell to the edge of the ring.
However, in the next moment, his whole person burst out again, holding a two-meter gold giant sword, and madly killed Qin Yi.
"Crazy Eighth Form-Seventh Form!"
His muscles were all twisting strangely, shocking.
A violent violent air burst out from his body. It was terrible to the extreme, so that everyone watching the battle around, in their hearts, could not restrain a chill.
Everyone was in a trance, feeling that the frost glow at this time was an eternal madman, and came here generally.
He turned into a golden streamer, and he went up against the sky, holding a two-meter-long golden giant sword and slashing it down. The golden giant sword's blade was full of five-foot-long golden swordmans. , Qin Yi split below.
"It's really a crazy asshole!"
Qin Yi looked up, looking at the frosting dive down, Qin Yi shook his head helplessly, and at the next moment, he held the smoke cloud spear, and then suddenly rose up against the sky, waving his gun to meet the huge golden sword.
Punt!
The smoke cloud spear and the golden swordmantle collided again.
Endless waves of energy, once again blew open, the space of the whole performance martial field, followed by a sudden burst of distortion, seems to break apart.
Qin Yi's arm was numb, and even the tiger's mouth was cracked, a piece of flesh and blood was blurred, and the smoke cloud spear was almost out of hand, and the frost glow above was tumbling up into the sky. The waves of energy shattered and shattered.
So strong!
All the people watching the battle were stunned and horrified. They did not expect Qin Yi to be able to resist the seventh form of Shuanghui's "Crazy Eight Forms". Their physical defenses reached What a height, I dare not imagine!
The last one!
Qin Yi breathed out of the frost that slowly fell to the ground from above the sky, and the look on his face was still unhurried and confident.
At this time, Frost Hui has been completely veiled, and it is generally the same as a wild beast. His psyche is completely eroded by the crazy remnant of the seal sealed in the golden sword.
"Crazy Eighth Form-Eighth Form!"
At this time, no matter he was in power or speed, he undoubtedly reached a terrifying point. His movements, without any slight delay, carried a two-meter golden giant sword and quickly rushed to Qin Yi, holding the sword in both hands. Stand down.
The sword awn of this sword also reached ten feet long, splitting the sky, like a stunning rainbow awn, traversing the sky and fiercely slashing forward.
"Shuang Hui, everything is over now!"
Looking at the gigantic golden swordmang that came violently, Qin Yi suddenly said slowly, as the magic of "The Seven Forms of Heavenly Demon" surged, his aura suddenly changed greatly, as if a respect The ancient demon head suddenly came here, all over him, lingering a faint trace of ancient devil qi.
"Pappa ..."
There was a sound of bone transformation in Qin Yi's left hand. In a moment, the palm of his hand rose to a full width.
"call……"
Zhang Kuan's Tianmo left hand, with a gust of wind, as if in the extremely distant Xiangu years, a giant palm of the Tianmo shot, shattered the endless time and space, and swept away towards the huge golden sword.
The process of making the palms seems extremely slow, in fact, it is almost to the limit.
"Click!"
The golden swordman's foot, which was as full as ten feet, suddenly shattered from the moment it touched the devil's left hand, and completely turned into nothingness.
It is this type of ancient martial arts!
Looking at the teenager's wide black left hand, all the people on the scene had a dazzling look, and even the King of the Knife River was shocked, and showed a strong interest in it.
People are not unfamiliar with the set of Xiangu martial arts such as "The Seven Demons of Heavenly Demon". At the time of the "winning the bid" competition, Qin Yi confronted Yu Yu with this set of Xiangu martial arts.
Qin Yi's attack cannot stop there, because no one can stop him from stepping towards the guardian guardian.
As he stepped forward, the words spit out in his mouth as if frozen for ten thousand years: "The Seventh Form of the Devil-the Second Form!"
Zhangkuan's Demon, without any hesitation, shot towards Shuanghui.
Looking at the celestial demon's left hand that roared like a suicide ghost's face, Shuang Hui was startled and subconsciously raised his sword.
"Peng!"
The desperate Heavenly Demon's left hand was firmly photographed on Frost's body. The two-meter-long gold giant sword could not resist the power of the second form of "The Seventh Demon of Heavenly Demon". There were several cracks, and Frost Hui was a fierce "pedaling" and then withdrew dozens of steps.
"The Seventh Form of the Devil-The Third Form!"
At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes, cold as a sword, burst into Frost Fai, bursting out, and the left hand of the Heavenly Demon from Xiangu, once again shot Fang Hui fiercely.
Frost Hui at this time was completely stunned. Even if he was as crazy as him, he could only stand there staring blankly, and his red eyes glanced away a bit of fear.
"Click!"
Along with this palm, Shuanghui's golden giant sword broke into three pieces, and his whole person flew out directly.
However, instead of falling off the ring, he fell on the edge of the ring. He only felt that the skeleton in his body was almost smashed by this palm. In the chest, the blood was churning, and he couldn't restrain a mouthful of blood. Burst out.
Frost Hui defeated?
The whole field was extremely quiet.
All the people present were there stunned and looked at each other for a while, but they couldn't recover.
Unbelievable frost, just defeated?
However, the next moment.
"Haha, a boy resentment between man and god, your magic skills will not kill me!"
Frost Hui rose from the ring, and grabbed a piece of sword in his hand. His hair was like wild grass, messy, his face pale to the extreme, and there was a touch of blood on the corner of his mouth. <