Chapter 931: Murderous

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Chapter 931
Wow!
Modao!
Endless Modao, in the sun, draw out the suffocating cold mountain, toward Qin Yi, fiercely split on the face, Qin Yi's smoke cloud in his hand, struggling to sweep, that endless Modao, was He swept straight out.
"Bum ..."
The smoke cloud spear in Qin Yi's hands was trembling, and he made a tremendous murderous intention. His movements didn't stop. He cried out and made a circle, surrounded by his elite, and he was swept away.
With Qin Yi's current combat power, he rushed into the envelop of the elite, and the effect was undoubtedly the same as a blockbuster, and he had nowhere to go.
However, a full of eight thousand elites can't be killed. A lot of elites are killed, but there are more elites.
The scene is too fierce and too tragic.
In the constant order of the general, all the elites are ignoring life and death, and they are desperately murdered. Their mind has only one idea, that is, the young man who comes to rob the prisoner is chopped into Meat paste!
Soon, there were hundreds of elite corpses around Qin Yi, and it was really a pile of corpses and blood flowing into the river.
And Qin Yi himself, at this time, was covered with Yin Hong's blood all over his body, and became a living blood man. His black hair dancing wildly, a pair of eyes appeared and disappeared in the chaotic hair. The eyes from the eyes are like the coldness of a blade, and the whole person is like a of killing.
Eight thousand elites, this number is too huge. If he had already completed the auxiliary martial art of "Fate of Life", he had already practiced half a step of perfection. I am afraid that he will not be killed soon. Alive and exhausted.
"Kill--"
Densely elite, holding Mo Dao, the general tide, waves of madness came, endless Mo Dao, chopping towards Qin Yi in bursts.
"Get away from me!"
Qin Yi roared, and the spear in his hand struggled to throw it away, and the spear turned into a blue streamer and burst away.
咻咻 咻 ......
In the blink of an eye, the smoke cloud spear passed through a dozen elite bodies. Qin Yi's whole body burst out with the smoke cloud spear, and with a big probe, he flew away the forgotten forehead. The smoke cloud spear, clutched tightly in the hand.
However, before he could make any response, the overwhelming Modao came from the top of his head and drowned him at once.
"Qin Yi!"
The poem rhyme added by the cross, the heartbroken cry of grief, the whole person almost fainted.
In the distance, Yan Meiniang was all trembling, and there was a stunned stun. There she was only the early cultivation of Zongdao and Erjing. In the face of so many elites, if you participated in the war, you might not be able to hold on to ten. Minutes, he will be hacked to death, so not only can not help Qin Yi, but also only becomes his burden.
"what!"
But in front of him, there was a sound of anger from the ebb and flow of the elite.
At the next moment, it was as if there was a bomb, which suddenly exploded. The elites were all flying into the air. Qin Yi appeared again. His legs spread out in the same place, roaring in the sky, and all over. It has been covered with more than ten wounds, although these wounds are not too deep, but it also made him the whole person, and looked terrible.
The fierce battle, the crazy killing, even Qin Yi, at this moment, has completely lost his mind. There is only one idea in his mind, that is, to save Shi Yun, whoever wants to stop, he will kill!
His eyes were wide, and there was a strong violent gas all over his body, just like a bloodthirsty beast, blood was flowing down all over his body.
Ling Yumen ’s Wuhui was for him a starting point for fighting, and he opened up his fighting life. Since then, he has been fighting all the way to the present. However, he is still the first in such a crazy and tragic battle. Encounters.
One by one, wearing the armor and holding the elite sword, shaking in front of his eyes, the strange and murderous faces, he was so clear to see, these people have no injustice with him, but he They must be killed, this is battle!
With his current strength, he was deeply immersed in a total of eight thousand elites. It was absolutely impossible to be unharmed. After a while, the wound on his body was increased by more than ten knives, and the body under the long gun was already. Reached as many as a thousand pieces, a large and dense block, which made people feel terrified.
At this level of fighting, if he had not cultivated the "Fate of Life" to a half-step perfection, his physical fitness would always remain at its peak. At this time, he had already died several times.
It was at this time.
Only hearing behind, suddenly came a powerful sweep, Qin Yi singled out an elite and looked back, only to see that His Majesty Liang was being surrounded by a large crowd of horses and rushing towards here.
"Your majesty is down, kill this mob!"
With the emergence of His Majesty Daliang, the elite immediately boosted their morale, and even more madly killed Qin Yi.
But he heard His Majesty Daliang and shouted, "Give me a hand!"
Looking at the ground, the dense corpse, His Majesty's face, was somber to the extreme, it wasn't the hour of execution, had it passed? Why is poetry rhyme still tied to that cross until now? After refining a Longqi health pill with a quality close to Fifth Grade, this Chinese boy arrived here and in an instant, let him kill more than a thousand elites!
The other people, the scenes they saw, were completely stunned. Such scenes are too tragic!
To what extent was this Chinese boy terrified, even in the blink of an eye, he was killed by him like a mountain of corpses, you know, these are all elite!
At the same time, in their hearts, they have to be moved by the behavior of this Chinese boy. For the sake of poetry, he can actually be so desperate to kill!
With the end of His Majesty Liang, the remaining elite, although unwilling, were all stopped together.
Qin Yi carried a cloud of guns and stood proudly, and yelled to His Majesty Dalhou from a distance: "Your Majesty, Shi Yun, is my friend. I can never watch with my eyes. It's impossible to rescue her, no matter how many troops you send, you can't stop me! "
In Qin Yi's voice, there is a strong inner strength of the sect, which is like a spring thunder, which is shocked by the blood in the body.
He has not yet exhibited the martial art of "Six Changes of Magic Sound". If it is exhibited, at this moment, these 8,000 elites are afraid that they have become 8,000 corpses!
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