Finally, under the gaze of countless line of sight, the holy light storm in the barrier finally slowly weakened, one after another gaze is motionless looking at the storm The most central place.


    As the dust receded, a huge pit appeared in the barrier. Then, countless people shrank, and there was a silhouette standing on the side of the pit. !


    holy light The storm is gone, that silhouette, it is Qin Yichen.


    At this time, his shirt on his upper body was torn into pieces by the violent storm. On the surface of his body, densely packed wounds were crisscrossed, and blood flowed from those wounds, staining them. It’s like a bloody War God, horrible to see!


    This look, obviously at the most critical moment, he barely avoided the core of the attack, but even so, the aftermath of the offensive made him suffer. trauma.


    “Really strong fleshy body……”


    On the high platform, a surprised look flashed in the eyes of the messenger of Saint Martial City, shortly, and the color of interest in the eyes became more and more intense Full-bodied.


    “Now you are like an ant in my eyes!”


    With Ling Tuya’s sneer, the Sacred Sword of Canglan was trembling slightly. A hundred sword glow emerged.


    In every sword glow, there is an extremely powerful True Origin fluctuation. That kind of fluctuation is not inferior to the previous shock!


    Seeing this scene, the faces of Taihao Holy Land discíples outside the barrier are all pale. Although Qin Yichen evildoer is incomparable, the power of Canglan Holy Sword is a Sovereign Realm Middle Stage. What can be contended for?


    He has tried his best to stick to this step!


    Even in the sky, countless people watching the lively influence did not laugh at Qin Yichen. Being able to persist until this time really won the recognition of countless people.


    Even though, these recognitions cannot change the outcome of this battle and the fate of Taihao Holy Land.


    “Die!”


    Ling Tuya’s eyes were cold, he coldly shouted, and with a move of the Canglan Holy Sword in his hand, he saw the hundreds of sword glow whizzing out, grandiose facing Qin Yichen bursts away.


    “shua!”


    In the face of such terrifying offensives, Qin Yichen, for example, did not dare to shake it hard, so he could only increase the speed to the extreme and avoid the edge for the time being.


    “bang!”


    However, even if he dodges with all his strength, he is still shaken by a lot of aftermaths. On his body, blood is splashing out, and aura is beginning to be somewhat Fainted.


    “bang!”


    When he dodges a sword glow again, Qin Yichen’s body is directly shaken to the ground, a mouthful of blood, squirting out from his mouth. .


    “jié jié, hurry up, it’s too slow!”


    However, when he fell to the ground, the sword glow was not directly It was blasted into slag, but, behind him, Ling Tuya’s gloomy voice sounded with a touch of playfulness.


    Qin Yichen complexion turned cold, casually threw two healing medicine pills into the mouth, and his body retreated again.


    “shua!”


    Immediately afterwards, there was another one after another terrifying, extremely fast sword glow bursting out.


    “bang!”


    “Boom…”


    Did not risk the most central attack of sword glow again and again, and get caught up in the aftermath again and again He vomited blood and fell to the ground, then immediately got up and fled again.


    The appearance of this suit is extremely embarrassing, but even if it is completely downwind, life and death are unpredictable, Qin Yichen’s face is still full of coldness and solemnity, without a trace of fear and Back down!


    “Senior Brother Qin……”


    “Forget it, Senior Brother Qin, you have done your best!”


    Taihao Holy Land discíples Looking at the embarrassed silhouette, I only felt that the nose was a little sore, and some female discíples even had red eyes.


    Everyone knows that Qin Yichen persists in this way, so that Taihao Holy Land will not be replaced!


    Otherwise, with his strength, even if he can’t win, he still has time to admit defeat!


    Above the sky, countless onlookers watched the influence powerhouse and said nothing, but in their eyes, a touch of admiration emerged.


    Regardless of victory or defeat, Qin Yichen’s tenacious and persistent spirit deserves their respect.


    If it is placed in other Holy Land, it is not difficult to imagine that Qin Yichen will definitely grow into a peak giant!


    Except that he is in Taihao Holy Land.


    Perhaps, he will be the same as Yu Wenyu who once shocked the Holy Land boundary, like a meteor, bright, but short-lived.


    Perhaps, this is the destiny of Taihao Holy Land…


    Among the barriers, on the ground the size of a thousand zhang or so, there are potholes and countless cracks, almost covering the entire ground. Torn apart.


    And Qin Yichen’s body is on a protruding rock. At this time, he is covered in blood and looks extremely embarrassed. With a trembling palm, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and two medicine pills were directly inserted into his mouth.


    Shortly, in his eyes, a crazy color emerged.


    “I wanted to use you to break through to the Royal Mirror, but you were not willing to attack with all your strength, playing me like a mouse…”


    “In that case, then Let’s see who we are and play with whom!”


    Qin Yichen’s mouth has a hideous color emerging.


    Amidst the chaotic barrier, Qin Yichen’s body stood on the gravel, completely motionless, without fleeing again.


    “Is the consumption too much?”


    Countless powerhouses sighed in their hearts, and there was a look of regret in their eyes.


    Sage Master Taihao narrowed his eyes slightly, and the palms in his sleeves were also clenched tightly.


    “If you ignore the rules again, I will treat this as a provocation to Saint Martial City!”


    And when he is ready to pull Qin Yichen from the barrier at any time When he came out, the envoy of Saint Martial City made a slightly angry voice, which was also resounded.


    hearing this, Saint Master Taihao stiffened, and a flash of fear flashed on his face.


    Provocation of Saint Martial City happened once thousands of years ago. At that time, the strength of that Holy Land was similar to that of rays of light Holy Land.


    However, after the influential figure behind St. Martial City was shot, the Holy Land was almost wiped out. Finally, there were people who pleaded, and only then left some inheritance. However, the influence of that party has also been sluggish since then, and finally Engulfed by other influence.


    “hehe…”


    A sneer flashed past Ling Fei’s eyes.


    I was worried that Ling Tuya would play bad things, but now that the Lord Taihao is bound by his hands and feet, Qin Yichen is only dead.


    This kind of playing to death will help Tianya Pavilion’s future status to some extent!


    “It seems that you have no strength to escape.”


    In the mid-air, Ling Tuya looked at the embarrassed Qin Yichen with cold eyes, lightly said with a smile: “But Don’t worry, I will cut off your limbs first and let you die slowly…”


    tone barely fell, four sword glow whizzing out, with terrifying power, whistling towards Qin Yichen Out.


    Besides the barrier, countless Taihao Holy Land discíples have unbearable shifting gazes, their faces pale.