The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 703: The Great War (Part 2)

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At this time, his entire face was blood-red, and a strong violent aura radiated from his body, just like a wild beast rushed out of the ancient forest.

The two-meter-long golden giant sword in his hand slashed, and the golden sword was five feet long, and slashed towards Qin Yi.

Looking at the murderous golden sword light, Qin Yi condensed his eyes slightly, and his whole body was surging with the majestic sect power.

He held the bronze spear and burst out to meet the five-foot-long golden sword glow. While the spear stirred, he directly shattered the golden sword glow. The energy blast from the impact was fierce. The impact hit Qin Yi's chest cavity, causing Qin Yi to slide dozens of feet away before he stopped.

There was a burst of blood in his chest, making him a mouthful of blood, almost squirting out.

And Shuanghui was also impacted by this energy wave and fell to the edge of the ring.

However, in the next instant, his whole person burst up again, holding a two-meter golden giant sword, and slammed towards Qin Yi.

"Crazy Eight Forms-Seventh Form!"

The muscles all over his body are twisting strangely, shocking.

A violent violent aura burst out from his body, and it was terrifying to the extreme, causing everyone watching the battle around him to feel a chill in his heart.

Everyone was in a trance, feeling that Shuanghui at this time was an eternal madman, coming here.

He turned into a golden stream of light. He went up against the sky, holding a two-meter-long golden sword, and severely chopped it down. On the blade of that golden sword, there was a full five-foot-long golden sword. , Dazzling, slashed towards Qin Yi below.

"Really a crazy bastard!"

Qin Yi raised his head and looked at the swooping Shuanghui. Qin Yi shook his head helplessly. The next moment, he held a long spear in a cloud of smoke, followed by a sudden rise against the sky, and swung his spear to the huge golden sword light.

Peng!

Smoky Cloud Spear and Golden Sword Light collided again.

The endless wave of energy blasted away once again, and the entire space of the martial arts field was suddenly distorted, seeming to be breaking apart.

Qin Yi's arms were numb, and even the tiger’s mouth was shattered. It was **** and bloody, and his spear was almost shot out. The Shuanghui above was tumbling and rushing to the sky. The clothes on his body were almost Was shattered by this energy wave, a piece of tatters.

So strong!

All the people watching the battle were stunned and horrified. They had no idea that Qin Yi would be able to resist Shuanghui’s Seventh Form of "Crazy Eight Forms" with his physical defenses. What a height has been reached, I can't imagine!

The last one!

Looking at the Shuanghui rising from above the sky, slowly falling to the ground, Qin Yi let out a sigh of relief, the expression on his face still calm and confident.

At this time, Shuanghui has been completely beast, and is no different from a wild beast. His mind, the crazy remnant soul sealed in the golden sword, has been completely eroded.

"Crazy Eight Forms-Eighth Form!"

At this time, he, whether it is power or speed, has undoubtedly reached a terrifying point. His movements, without the slightest lingering, carry a two-meter golden giant sword, and quickly rush towards Qin Yi with both hands. Hold the sword, stand up and down.

The sword light of this sword also reached ten feet in length, splitting the sky, like a stunning rainbow light, across the sky, and slashed toward the front young man fiercely.

"Shuanghui, everything is over here!"

Looking at the huge golden sword light that came from slashing hard, Qin Yi said suddenly and slowly, as the tactics of "Seven Demons" surged, the aura of his body suddenly changed drastically. , As if an eternal demon suddenly came here, a faint ancient demon energy lingered all over his body.

"Papa......"

Qin Yi's left hand heard a sound of skeletal transformation, and in an instant, the palm of his hand skyrocketed to a full ten feet wide.

"Call..."

Zhangkuan's left hand of the demon, curled with a gust of wind, like a giant palm of the demon that was photographed during the extremely remote age of immortality, shattering the endless time and space, facing the huge golden sword light. Away.

The palm-out process seemed extremely slow, but in fact, it was reaching its limit.

"Crack!"

The golden sword light, which was ten feet long, suddenly shattered when it touched the left hand of the heavenly demon, completely turning into nothingness.

This is another style of ancient martial arts!

Looking at the juvenile’s wide and dark left hand, the eyes of all the people present were bright, and even the King of Sword River was shocked, showing strong interest in this.

Everyone is not unfamiliar with the ancient martial arts of "Seven Demons". It was this set of ancient martial arts that Qin Yi defeated Yu Yu when he was still in the "winning" competition.

Qin Yi’s attack, it is impossible to stop here, because no one can stop him from stepping towards the guard, God defeats God, Buddha hinders Buddha!

He stepped forward, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed to have been frozen for ten thousand years: "Seven Demon Types-Type Two!"

The demon in Zhangkuan, without any hesitation, patted Shuanghui.

Looking at the left hand of the celestial demon who whizzed out like the face of a killer, Shuang Hui was shocked and subconsciously raised his sword to block.

"Peng!"

The left hand of the desperate demon patted Shuanghui's body firmly. The two-meter-long golden giant sword could not withstand the power of the second type of "Seven Demon", the sword body In an instant, there were a few cracks, and Shuanghui violently retreated dozens of steps.

"Seven Demon Forms-The Third Form!"

At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes were as cold as a blade, and shot out towards Shuanghui. The left hand of the demon from the age of immortality, once again slapped Shuanghui fiercely.

At this time, Shuanghui was completely stunned. Even if he was as crazy as him, he could only stand there in a daze, and the scarlet eyes flashed a touch of fear vaguely.

"Crack!"

Following this palm, Shuanghui's golden giant sword broke into three pieces, and his whole person flew out directly.

However, he did not fall off the ring, but fell on the edge of the ring. He only felt that the skeleton in his body was almost scattered by this palm. In his chest, the blood was tumbling, and he couldn't help it. A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Shuanghui defeated?

The whole field is extremely quiet.

All the people present were stunned, looking at each other, and for a while, they couldn't recover.

Frost, who is invincible, loses like this?

However, the next moment.

"Haha, the angry boy, your magic skills can't kill me!"

Shuanghui jumped up from the ring, holding a severed sword in his hand, his hair was like weeds, messy, his face was extremely pale, and there was a trace of blood hanging on the corners of his mouth.