The old man wielding the Iron Hook was so terrified that his soul nearly left his body, a chill ran from his tailbone straight to the back of his head, cooling his blood.
Qin Yi's strength was sothing he had experienced firsthand.
He frantically stimulated his Cultivation, pushing his strength to the extre, as if a century of Cultivation was all for blocking just this one strike from Qin Yi.
Qin Yi moved, swift as a stream of light, trailing layers of afterimages behind him.
"Ah..." the old man wielding the Iron Hook roared, as if to bolster his own courage, and flung the Iron Hook with a lightning speed toward Qin Yi's face.
The Big Halberd swung, sweeping horizontally with a clang, sparks flying in all directions, and the Iron Hook was directly knocked away.
"Hoo!"
The fierce wind stung the opponent's cheeks painfully, the Flood Dragon Spear lifted up, as if cleaving Mount Hua, and slashed down viciously toward the old man's head.
The old man let out a roar, grasping the chain connecting the Iron Hook with both hands, raising it over his head in an attempt to block Qin Yi's strike.
"Zheng!"
The chain, made of Cold Iron, was directly severed by the powerful blow from Qin Yi.
"Pfft!"
Flesh and blood flew apart, and the old man turned into two halves, flying off in different directions, as Qin Yi cleaved him into two.
The scene was a bloodbath, and the dense stench of blood was sickening.
Xiong Zixian and the others were so terrified that their livers and gallbladders seed to crack, as though they had been plunged into Hell.
Qin Yi's expression was indifferent, looking at the old man wielding the sword with a blank face.
The opponent trembled violently, eyes full of terror. Seeing Qin Yi slowly raise the Big Halberd, he scread and turned to flee.
No one is unafraid of death, especially not those who have cultivated for two hundred years. They don't want to die, they don't want their two hundred years of Cultivation to beco nothing in one move, so he fled.
But it must be said that this was a very smart decision, nothing is more important than preserving one's life.
But would Qin Yi give him a chance to escape?
"Since you're here, why bother to leave?"
Even before Qin Yi's voice faded, he had already turned into a stream of light, and the Big Halberd, like a beam of light, stabbed straight toward the opponent's back.
The old man wielding the sword felt a chill on his back and scread in terror. He knew he couldn't escape, so he abruptly turned around, and terrifying Sword Qi erupted from the blade, roaring as he slashed at Qin Yi with one strike.
The terrifying Sword Qi extended over ten ters, turning into a giant sword that pierced the sky, its power astonishing.
A strong person at the Early Stage of tamorphosis fighting desperately, even Qin Yi dared not be careless, he didn't want to be caught off guard.
"Boom!"
Rolls of Purple Light surged out from Qin Yi, a fierce wind arose around him, the Purple Light condensed into countless sharp blades, the violent wind rolled the Wind Blades, forming a mad dragon, directly pouncing toward the falling giant sword.
Ting ting clang clang, sparks flew.
The Wind Blade wildly encircled the giant sword, continuously attacking it with dense layers of sealing.
Cracks began to appear on the massive sword shadow, and eventually it burst apart with a boom.
"Pfft!"
The old man wielding the sword spewed a mouthful of blood, staggering back.
However, in the next second, he scread in terror, as he was overwheld by the dense array of Wind Blades.
The terrifying screams echoed constantly in the cave, sending chills down the spine.
For a long ti, the Wind Blade Mad Dragon suddenly dissipated, and the sword-wielding elder who was overwheld disappeared, leaving only the blood spreading in the air, as he was torn into a blood mist by the Wind Blades.
Qin Yi's eyes were cold as he turned to look at Xiong Zixian.
Xiong Zixian's legs trembled, his face was full of horror.
At this mont, there was a thud.
Qin Yi looked over at the sound, only to see Yun Chengtian's face turn ashen with fear, collapsing to the ground.
Qin Yi sneered disdainfully, turning his head to look at Xiong Zixian again.
Xiong Zixian's legs buckled, and he actually kneeled down to Qin Yi, trembling and saying, "Qin, Young Master Qin, spare , I beg you to spare ... I'm worse than a pig or a dog, I am shaless, I have no face, I'm not human..."
He was afraid, regretting, regretting his actions, regretting ever touching Yun Qinglian, regretting ever opposing Qin Yi.
In front of death, this strong person at the Early Stage of tamorphosis was behaving worse than so ordinary people, and dignity, status, were all nothing.
Qin Yi's eyes were indifferent as water, "If I hadn't woken up, would you have spared my friends?"
Xiong Zixian trembled in horror, banging his forehead on the ground without any pretense, and making his forehead bloody with a few knocks.
"Qin, Young Master Qin, spare , treat like a fart and let go. I beg you, I'm willing to be your servant..."
Qin Yi's figure flashed, directly appearing in front of Xiong Zixian, the Big Halberd, with purple ripples, swung down, with a puff, Xiong Zixian's head rolled, blood gushing like a fountain.
"For those who dare to harm my friends, no one has ever survived; what makes you think pleading would spare you?" Qin Yi said coldly.
With that, the Big Halberd left his hand, turning into a red light and flying out.
Qiu Ben was still embedded in the stone wall, barely clinging to life, with a puff, the Big Halberd pierced through his chest, his head slumped weakly. Subsequently, he turned into a dried corpse, as the Blood Flood Dragon drained him of blood.
At this point, all of Yun Chengtian's strongest combat forces had died.
Qin Yi turned to Yun Chengtian, who was ashen-faced, seemingly mourning the death of his parents, slumped on the ground, with no trace of sympathy in his eyes.
As they say, those who kill will always be killed in turn.
"Will you do it, or should I?" Qin Yi asked Yun Qinglian.
Yun Qinglian snapped back to reality, having been completely stunned by Qin Yi's thods just now, killing strong ones at the Early Stage of tamorphosis like cutting vegetables, unbelievably strong.
Yun Qinglian looked at Yun Chengtian, her eyes full of disgust, shook her head and said, "I can't bring myself to do it. He's a beast, but I'm not."
Yun Chengtian might have watched as she was humiliated, but she couldn't personally kill her own blood-related brother, disgusting as he made her.
Qin Yi said indifferently, "In that case, I'll have to do it."
He slowly extended his hand, and the Flood Dragon Spear transford into a red light, flying back to his hand.
Qin Yi, holding the Flood Dragon Spear, walked step by step towards Yun Chengtian.
Yun Chengtian slowly raised his head, his gaze shifting from Qin Yi's legs to his face, trembling all over like a quail, as if frightened out of his wits.
Qin Yi said indifferently, "At first I was still thinking about how to deal with you? Unexpectedly, you delivered yourself to . Dealing with you here, no one will know, saving lots of trouble."
"I, I am the Eldest Prince of the Yunyue Empire, the future Emperor, you can't kill , you can't kill ... I am the future Emperor, I am the Emperor..." Yun Chengtian seed to be scared out of his mind, muttering to himself.
Qin Yi said indifferently, "You are mistaken. Whoever I say is the Emperor of the Yunyue Empire, is."
"No, I am the future Emperor of the Yunyue Empire, I am the Eldest Prince, this position is rightfully mine, it is mine... no one can take it away, I am the Emperor..."
Yun Chengtian's eyes were vacant, muttering to himself in a low voice.
Yun Qinglian slowly exhaled, feeling a sense of pity, "Qin Yi, it seems he's been frightened out of his mind, I think better not to kill him."
Qin Yi turned to Yun Qinglian, with amusent, "Is he really scared out of his mind?"
At that mont when Qin Yi turned, Yun Chengtian, who had a vacant look monts ago, suddenly had eyes turning as ruthless as a Poison Snake, pulling out a dagger from his waist, with a crazed face, fiercely stabbing toward Qin Yi's back.
Yun Qinglian's face turned pale with fright, exclaiming, "Be careful!"
Qin Yi's lips curled slightly, but he didn't turn, thrusting the Big Halberd backward.
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