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“weng! ”

The swords of countless spirits are full of light, and moved towards Qin Yi.

Zhao Cheng smiled as if to see Qin Yi being stunned by the innumerable swords of the soul!

however.

Another scene that appeared out of his expectations appeared.

The swords of countless spirits fell on the three inches in front of Qin Yi, and were blocked by an invisible Strength. It was impossible to hurt Qin Yi!

“This is impossible!”

Zhao Cheng this time can no longer keep calm.

This is the strength of his pressure at the bottom of the box, how could it not hurt Qin Yi?

“I do not believe!”

Zhao Cheng’s face is stunned and he is trying to make another killing move, but it’s too late.

At this moment, Qin Yi has come to Him.

With a punch, Zhao Cheng only had time to put the sword of Heaven on his chest, and wanted to borrow the strength of Tiandu Excalibur to block Qin Yi.

“dang!”

A clash of metal sound.

Zhao Cheng’s Tiandu Excalibur was shot by Qin Yi.

then.

Zhao Cheng’s fist was printed on Qin Yi’s chest.

“bang!”

Zhao Cheng was directly hit by a punch, blood in his mouth!

A dark fist print appeared on Zhao Cheng’s chest. If the Tiandu Shenjian blocked it, his whole person was almost beaten by a group.

Even so, the Heavenly Excalibur has a path of clear visible cracks.

“You dare to hurt me!”

Zhao Cheng Yang Tian growls, pair of eyes with a blood light.

Qin Yi would not have entered his eyes, but he did not say anything in his face, but he was hurt!

“You want to kill the Son of God, you are not qualified!”

Zhao Cheng shouted, waving the sword in the hands of Tiandu, and squatting to Qin Yi.

“bang!”

Senran’s sword light, with a faint chill.

Like a raging wave, I am coming to Qin Yi!

Zhao Cheng thinks that he is the strongest person in the emperor’s road. Even if it is a Cang Yunzi, He is not afraid. Will he be defeated by Crown Prince in this district?

“You think more, I can kill you with a punch!”

Qin Yi corner of the mouth, a touch of sneer.

While speaking, he is slightly squatting, the rhythm of the vertebral rhythm is like a big dragon curling up, saving Strength, when it breaks out, it is a stone stun!

Qin Yi is a step-by-step, rising like a dragon, and the five fingers are pinched into a fist and punched out.

This punch is directed.

The halo is like a world in which a vast world flows, and the sun, the moon and the river erupt, and in a twinkling of a terrifying relationship.

In its behind, there is a magnificent mountain of God, and there are countless God and Demon sitting on the mountain, reading the scriptures, singing in the sound of the heavens!

“bang!”

Fist strength swept, countless sword light annihilation, lost the original rays of light, and disappeared!

“I don’t believe it! You haven’t stepped into that realm yet, how could it be so tyrannical?”

Zhao Cheng feared and made an incredible amnesty.

This punch broke the sword light that Zhao Cheng took out.

Also broke the Tiandu Excalibur.

It also shattered Zhao Cheng’s heart.

Under the fist of Qin Yi, he felt a feeling of near suffocation, as if no matter how he did it, he could not avoid this punch!

And when this fist falls, it is when He is dead!

“I can not be reconciled!”

Zhao Cheng roared again and again, how could he be willing to die in the hands of Qin Yi.

He wants to win the secret of the emperor, and finally realize the god of the second emperor of the gods of heaven, how can the god of the gods of aloof and remote be defeated here?

“weng! ”

Zhao Cheng pair of eyes with red light, forehead seems to have a magnificent strength, a vague silhouette, from its forehead, holding a sword.

Straight Qin Yi.

God’s soul sword!


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