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Chapter four hundred and twelfth nothing is not magic

Before the sword edge penetrated Qin Yi's throat, Qin Yi had disappeared.

People can only see the shadow of a dragon flying, coiling behind before the sword strikes.

The Dragon's Shocking Step!

After melting the drop of blood from the dragon, Qin Yi really had a trace of dragon image.

Coincidentally, the other party also has a dragon's name, as if it was a battle between two dragons.

The demon-subduing pestle then swept across Lu Longting's waist.

The qi suddenly burst out, like the roar of an angry dragon. It was difficult for the bystanders to identify the power of the Chaos Source. It seemed like dragon power. What dragon blood treasure is likely to have obtained?

Lu Longting's sword tip was tilted, and golden light suddenly appeared on the edge, just like the sun emerged from the sea, breaking through the darkness of the world.

Penglai Jiange Rin Sun God Sword vs Qin Yilong's power bursting power.

Li Qingjun's palms were covered in cold sweat.

She used the same skills and needed a shorter sense of power accumulation, but her senior brother didn't want it at all. Qin Yi used a random shot, could he resist the famous sword force of Penglai Sword Pavilion?

With a crisp "ding" sound, the two of them took a few steps back. Qin Yi took a step back. He frowned and looked at the demon-subduing pestle in his hand. He had been poked into a pit.

The weapons are not powerful... Not only are the materials competing to suffer losses, but the combination and bonus of Gangqi are also much weaker. If it is a mace, Lu Longting will retreat more this time.

But that's good... It's always not a good thing to rely too much on external objects, even if it's a magical tool.

"Swoosh!"

There was another cold light in front of me, as bright as a star.

Even Lu Longting's figure was blocked by this sword light. In the eyes of many people outside the field, it was a meteor that cut through the sky and shot into the lightning.

Penglai Sword Intention, Star Chasing Sword!

The golden light of the demon-subduing pestle surged, and the energy surged out. From a distance, it looked like a brilliant golden light, like a scorching sunlight wheel.

The shooting star hit the sun.

"boom!"

The entire Burning Sky Island was shaking, and the rocks reinforced by the formation burst into pieces, rocks flying, falling in all directions, and the qi surged, sweeping across the island.

So magma splashed, and the covered magma on the island flowed down, and it was like a floating stone slab when stepped on the rock.

With a moment of conflict, the venue almost collapsed...

Even the elders such as Mo Wuzi and Huiyang were unconsciously twisted their beards, and their eyes could not blink.

Such a martial arts power can already pose a certain threat to them! Is this still Junior Tengyun?

These two young people are so terrible! Now they are already worried that if something goes wrong in this battle situation, they will not even have time to save them!

The explosion of "boom boom boom boom" continued to sound, and the people watching realized that this was not a conflict. Under the obstruction of the golden light and the sword light, the two had already fought countless hundreds of times. The energy was twisted away and fell into the magma, splashing everywhere, like a prelude to the rise of a volcano.

"Bang!" As if it was the center of the battle, the two left palms collided, so the two figures quickly moved back and opened the distance.

Before people could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw Lu Longting's expression cold and fierce sword floating in the air, as if sword shadows appeared, filling the island.

Li Qingjun suddenly stood up: "The Moon God Sword!"

A type of flying sword technique may be one of the relatively high-end skills of Penglai Jiange. It can be seen that Lu Longting has poured great energy into it.

It was also the first time Qin Yi saw the flying sword technique in this life. At first sight, he was extremely high-end, and it was not easy to see it from the sword-controlling technique...

His expression was empty of ancient wells, and the already broken demon-subduing pestle also flew up in the air.

This is because he only has his form but not his spirit. He has never sacrificed any weapons and cannot achieve the effect of a flying sword. He can only treat this thing as a throwing object, pour all his power into it, and release another characteristic.

The sword light came from the ground, and the divine power was infinite.

However, the golden light of the demon-subduing pestle became extremely thin, and the demon-subduing pestle began to compress and became like a needle.

A real iron pestle is ground into a needle...

"Nine Ning Guiyi Tings"!

"Swoosh!"

The supposedly sharp sword energy was like a mountain, and the supposedly powerful pestle and weapon broke into it like a needle.

In the sword light, the ultimate sound of Ninggang breaking the sword came. The divine sword lost its sharpness and flew backwards. Lu Longting reached out to take the sword, but couldn't help but spit out blood.

Qin Yi's extremely compressed energy was too powerful to break the target point, so he couldn't withstand it.

At the same time, the sword light that passed by inertia also flew past Qin Yi's body and was blocked by the magic robe of the Ten Thousand Demons. Qin Yi also blew blood and fell, turning over in the air, supporting the ground with one hand, and jumped up.

The two sides looked at each other for a while, and Lu Longting looked a little admirable in his eyes and whispered: "Brother Qin is indeed qualified to be a pair with my junior sister."

Qin Yi smiled slightly: "Our qualifications do not require anyone's permission."

Lu Longting didn't say this and said, "Brother Qin's weapon has been lost, and my sword is still there. Do you still want to fight?"

Qin Yiqi said: "Why don't you beat me? I just spit out blood, but I get used to it when I spit out."

Lu Longting shook his head and said, "Brother Qin is indeed a magic weapon that is admirable, but it is difficult to use the martial arts practitioners without weapons."

"Is that true?" Qin Yi laughed to the sky and suddenly stretched out his hand.

Magma rose into the sky on all sides, and a dragon formed by magma quickly formed in the air. It winded around Qin Yi. Qin Yi stood in the middle, and the scene was like a demon coming.

Lu Longting frowned: "What are you doing with Brother Qin?"

Qin Yi smiled slightly: "I am not only a martial arts practitioner."

As he spoke, he reached out to hold it.

The magma dragon was compressed and compressed, falling into the palm of his hand, turning into the size of a mace. A Vermilion Bird sacrifice fire appeared in Qin Yi's hand, as if it was wrapped in his hand, and he formed a mace to hold the magma in his hand, which seemed to be a kind of sacrifice.

In the changes visible to people's naked eyes, the magma that has been compressed to a high density condenses and becomes a tough solid.

"If all I have learned are magic weapons..." Qin Yi said slowly, and the flames rose into the air in his palm.

"Then everything will be magical weapons!" The solidified magma completely turned into a strange metallic shape.

It looks like gold but not gold, and has a strong sense of heat. You can feel the heat wave coming from afar.

The golden chapter of creation, change.

Lu Longting took a deep breath and was really shocked. He had seen many immortals and other people's transformation techniques, but with this kind of passion, it felt incomparable.

He originally wanted to stop Qin Yi from acting, but he wanted to do something, but his tendons and veins were a little painful. The sequelae of the magic Technique was not easy to dissolve.

"Brother Lu, come again!" Qin Yi laughed a long time, jumped up, swung his baton and slashed his heavenly spirit.

"Dang!" Lu Longting blocked his sword with his sword.

When the sword cultivator who was unsightly sharp began to resist, the outcome was actually decided by eight points... because that means he lost his spirit.

Qin Yi beat hard, and Lu Longting quickly resisted, and the offense and defense went against the trend.

There was a silence inside and outside the field.

Cheng Cheng and Li Qingjun could see that Qin Yi was fighting crazy. He had asked himself for weapons before, so how could he have the courage of a magic weapon? But this is how the warrior is. Li Qingjun can also understand what it feels like when he kills red on the battlefield. The bursting blood and fighting spirit are beyond imagination.

This is the charm of fighting.

"Bang!" Lu Longting finally failed to block it. He was kicked in the lower abdomen by Qin Yi, and flew across for several miles.

Chu Jiantian flew up and caught his senior brother. He turned to look at Qin Yi, and was extremely impressed. He could not have imagined that the battle between senior brother and Qin Yi would be like this.

Also injured, compared with recovery ability, no matter how strong the martial arts cultivator like Lu Longting is, he cannot compete with Qin Yi, who secretly added a healing technique to himself... The outcome is self-evident.

But even if you see it, no one dares to say that Qin Yi is called cheating. Because Qin Yi obviously did not use his most powerful weapon, maybe it was because of the "rules", which were too strong to use?

Then what else is there to say...

Qin Yi took a few breaths and pointed the baton around again, his eyes full of wild light, shouting: "Who else is there to come and give me advice!"

The surrounding magma surged, Qin Yili was in the middle, swinging his baton, and there was still blood on his lips.
Chapter completed!
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