The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 838: The last three cuts!

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This battle has not yet begun, they already know the end: Zong He Wang is defeated, there will be no second situation!

The center of the martial arts field.

Zong He Wang was very uneasy. He didn't expect that after the three swords he tried his best, Qin Yi, an angry boy, could still stand here unharmed, even his fur was not hurt. .

Such battle scenes were not what he wanted.

At this time, his heart was mixed with shock and anger, but he still forced himself to maintain his due demeanor: "Boy, you are indeed beyond everyone's expectations, but the final result of this battle will definitely be Break your heart!"

"If you want to fight, you will fight, if you don't fight, you will go away. Where is so much nonsense?"

Qin Yi said lightly.

"You are looking for death!"

Zong He Wang roared, completely furious, and could no longer maintain any demeanor.

Next moment.

He carried the scarlet sword, and once again madly killed Qin Yi.

"Nine Great Swords-Fourth Sword!"

"Nine Great Swords-Fifth Sword!"

"..."

The furious Zonghe Wang slashed out one knife after another. With each cut, the **** sword glow would be one cut higher than that, and it would grow a full five feet tall, which was extremely vigorous.

The endless sword aura raged across the audience, filling no inch of space here.

The people around, even their souls, shuddered uncontrollably, the endless sword aura, they had never seen such a powerful attack before.

In the blink of an eye, Zong and Wang made three cuts in one breath.

Faced with the frantic Zonghe King, Qin Yi was always quite calm. His confrontation was very direct, that is, he swung his fist and faced the **** sword light that was stronger than the other.

At this moment, his fist, like a fist punched by the Great Emperor Xiangu, shattered everything, and the **** swordsmans that split Zong and Wang were all broken one by one.

Too strong!

The entire martial arts arena was extremely quiet, only Qin Yi and Zong and Wang were fighting. Everyone on the field opened their mouths in shock, their jaws shattered to the ground.

Even the King of Sword River and King of Slender, the faces of the two of them were shocked. They knew that Qin Yi was very strong, but they did not expect that this young man had already been tyrannical without knowing it. At this point, with his bare hands, he took the six swords in Zong He Wang's "Nine Swords in the Wild".

Furthermore, it's still nothing.

If you only talk about this power and physical defense, even the two of them feel inferior.

Seeing such a scene, the Huangfu Changyi, Fu Qingqing, and Liluo among the crowd finally felt a little relieved. They could feel that the trial of the Demon Realm seemed to have really helped Qin Yi, Not a small improvement.

However, they did not completely relax because of this. Zonghe Wang is not an ordinary Tingwei, but the pinnacle grandmaster of the Holy See. His "Nine Blades of the Wild" has just scored six knives. , There are still three knives.

The next three knives are absolutely unimaginable. You know, this is Zong He Wang's strongest three strikes.

"Boy, your excellence is indeed beyond everyone's imagination, but I still have three knives. I haven't cut it. It depends on whether you can withstand my last three knives!"

Zonghe Wang’s chest experienced violent ups and downs. At this time, no adjective could describe the shock in his heart. Above its face, there was a strong killing intent.

The better Qin Yi's performance, the stronger his jealousy, and the more he wants to kill him in the cradle.

There are three last cuts!

Qin Yi let out a sigh of relief. At this moment, his chest was filled with monstrous fighting spirit, with black hair on his head and no wind.

He had to admit that Zonghe Wang was very strong, even beyond his expectation. If it hadn’t been for the Golden Elemental Seed in the Demon Realm before, he would have doubled his own power. At this time Zonghe Wang Liu After the knife, I was afraid that it would be quite tragic.

Of course, defeat is impossible, because he still has the ancient martial arts "Seven Forms of the Devil", which has not been displayed yet.

"Nine Great Swords-Seventh Sword!"

Zong He Wang roared loudly. Suddenly, the inner strength of the sect rushed out of that tall body like a huge wave. The surrounding air was violently twisted, as if it were about to break apart.

"Boom!"

Zong He Wang's wide soles stomped fiercely on the ground, and the whole ground was shaking suddenly, and a gap of half a meter wide was directly cracked on the ground.

The other person was away from a hundred feet away, and with the help of this stomping force, he blasted toward the young man in front, while holding the blood-colored saber in both hands, he slashed out in the air, and split out a full thirty feet. The **** sword light pierced the sky directly, slashing towards Qin Yi with the momentum of smashing everything.

A hundred zhang away, the young man felt that sword energy, like a mountain overwhelming, rushing towards him.

His eyes condensed slightly, looking at the madly slashing sword light, Jun Yi's face suddenly became murderous.

"Papa Papa......"

As he surging up the tactics of "Seven Demons of Heaven", the scene that had appeared countless times appeared again, only to hear the sound of bone transformation in his left hand. The palm of his hand quickly became bigger, and in a short time, it became a full width, the magic lingering, and it was pitch black.

At the same time, Qin Yi's body also has a faint ancient magical energy lingering out of thin air. His aura changes drastically, like a fairy ancient demon suddenly descending here, mysterious, ancient and powerful. .

Zonghewang's seventh sword is incredibly powerful, and it is no longer possible to fight with his bare hands. It is the best choice to start the "Seven Forms of the Devil".

"Gosh, it's this ancient magic skill again!"

Looking at Qin Yi's left hand, it was suddenly dark and wide enough. Everyone around the scene exclaimed, and the body shuddered uncontrollably.

"Call..."

Zhangkuan's left hand, curled up a gust of wind, and slapped away at the **** sword light that came from slashing wildly. The speed of the palm seems to be slow, but in fact, it is fast to the limit. .

"Crack!"

The **** sword light that was thirty feet long, at the moment it touched the left hand of the demon, it suddenly shattered and turned into nothing.

"The angry boy, your immortal ancient magic skills, can't defeat me!"

Zong He Wang roared, his whole person was like a behemoth with mad hair, with black hair on his head, roots standing upside down, and a strong violent air emanating from his body.

He held the blood-colored saber in both hands, facing forward in the air, the young man who was already like the great demon of the ancient immortal, severely cleaved a stronger knife: "Honghuang nine knives-eighth knife!" /