Boom!
The terrifying momentum raged, forming a powerful and destructive airflow, and the air burst out in an instant!
The murderous intent is raging in the eyes of the master from the ghost gate.
"Crucify this guy!"
boom!
A long-haired man is holding a spear, and the spear is blood-red, as if it is a bloody spear made of blood.
In an instant, the world was torn apart fiercely, as if it had turned into a terrifying crack and reflected directly down.
Tsk.
The peak of the seventh level of the Fusion Heaven Realm.
Qin Yan looked and saw that he stamped his foot, held the Great Desolate Sword, and swung it fiercely in the air.
Clang.
The crisp sound resounded and exploded instantly.
A terrifying wave of sword energy erupted instantly, and the blood from the killing sword intent was scarleter than the opponent's bloody spear.
boom.
The sound of explosions resounded, and the air made an astonishing bone-chilling sound.
The long-haired man stepped back continuously. His eyes were extremely cold and his face was ferocious, like an evil spirit. He immediately roared out again: "This is simply unreasonable!"
"You, a member of the Ning clan, are so presumptuous!"
The next moment, he once again held the spear and rushed out.
"Blood spear critical attack!"
A spear was bright and dazzling, as if countless divine lights were split open, bursting out directly, severely shattering the space and annihilating it.
That offensive was like the most terrifying move in the world.
It was like a bloody meteor falling down, causing the air to be unable to contain the cracks within it.
The sonic boom sound lasts forever!
He didn't believe that this kid was invincible. How could he be invincible? How could a member of the Ning family reach heaven?
Well, besides that, there were several figures with ferocious faces. Under the attack of the long-haired man, their eyes were cold, they smiled ferociously, and they also struck with a critical strike!
Boom!
"Death!" These people are also masters of the Fusion Realm, and every attack contains a destructive offensive!
Qin Yan's eyes flashed with ferociousness, he immediately held the Great Desolate Sword and said ferociously: "Seven Demon-Slaying Swords!"
Clang, clang, clang! Accompanied by a cold voice.
Seven of the Thirteen Demon-Slaying Swords exploded in an instant. Each sword light seemed to illuminate the whole world, and each terrifying light was as bright as a star.
boom!
The faces of several people suddenly changed with shock. The seven demon-slaying swords were like attacks that ripped apart the sky. Each attack collided with the opponent's master of the Fusion of Heaven Realm.
A horrifying wave of air was emitted, and every attack made the faces of the Guimen group suddenly look extremely ugly.
The long-haired man narrowed his eyes and spat out a large mouthful of blood, showing off such a strong sword move.
The whole person fell back again and again, his cold eyes filled with incredible light.
So strong.
"What kind of sword skill is this?"
"So strong?"
"The Ning family really has something up their sleeve!"
The long-haired man stared at Qin Yan's Great Desolate Sword, his eyes cold and coveting.
Is this sword so strong?
It's decided.
Uh-huh.
Suddenly, Qin Yan flashed and disappeared. Before a figure had time to react, his head flew out.
The faces of everyone in the Ghost Sect were extremely ugly, as if they had eaten shit.
Uh-huh.
Qin Yan broke out again. He knew very well that with the strength of the two of them, they wanted to destroy the ghost gate.
That's just talk on paper.
So the only option was to kill. Qiu Ying seemed to understand what Qin Yan was doing, and she also shot with explosive force.
boom.
Qin Yan had a ferocious look in his eyes.
Dragon Elephant Divine Fist!
In an instant, the fist light exploded, as if it contained extremely terrifying power, compressing the space to the extreme in an instant, and suddenly exploded.
The long-haired man's expression changed and he waved his spear.
Bang, causing him to step backwards, his face gloomy, and he looked up.
And at this moment, Qin Yan disappeared instantly.
The long-haired man had an ugly expression on his face, and there was a ferocious look in his eyes: "Damn it!"
Qin Yan appeared in front of him again, holding the Great Desolate Sword directly, and a clear sword sound sounded in the void.
Coming straight.
The long-haired man roared: "Presumptuous."
Both fists exploded instantly, as if two dragons were coming out of the sea.
Clang.
Qin Yanjian crushed him directly.
puff.
The long-haired man stepped back a few feet again, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Qin Yan's soul realm killing skills stirred up, and he suddenly swung his sword down.
The long-haired man's pupils shrank, and he roared, burning the essence and blood in his body, causing his realm to explode.
The arm pressed hard, and when another immortal fist was punched out, the space instantly rioted, the dual physiques surged, and countless momentums shattered crazily, killing everything.
Poof, another stream of blood spurted out, and the long-haired man screamed in pain, his eyes wide open.
Uh-huh.
Qin Yan disappeared and appeared in front of the long-haired man in an instant.
The latter's face changed in shock, and he saw a sword light coming towards him, and then it hit his head, and he shouted viciously: "Ning Fan, you..."
Uh-huh!
Qin Yan's eyes turned cold.
Clang.
Draw the sword.
puff.
The head flew out instantly.
Everyone was horrified: "The second ghost envoy has been killed."
Their faces were extremely ugly and their voices were trembling.
The faces of all the elders were extremely ugly.
"Asshole! Looking for death."
Another person burst out, his eyes full of resentment. They had always bullied others. When did someone bully them?
He slapped Qin Yan directly.
"snort."
Qin Yan smiled solemnly and suddenly struck a palm.
boom.
Gui Li's face was extremely ugly, and he stepped back several feet, feeling as if his fist was broken.
The physical body... is so strong?
"It's Lord Guili, the leader of our ghost angels!"
Everyone exclaimed in shock, and then they became ugly. Lord Gui Li was actually repelled.
Qin Yan smiled and said: "Does it feel bad to be bullied? I saw that your ghost sect killed many innocent people to improve your strength!"
Gui Li said ferociously: "Those are all a bunch of rubbish."
Uh-huh!
Qin Yan disappeared again and punched out, the Immortal Hegemony Fist. The fist seal vibrated with a hiss.
Poof, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out. Gui Li stared at Qin Yan with a ferocious face, with endless hatred and resentment: "Bastard!"
Qin Yan said: "How come you are not trash in my eyes?"
Guili's eyes were about to burst, and he was inexplicably humiliated.
"Damn it, help Master Guili!"
The man from the ghost gate shouted immediately.
Qin Yan laughed ferociously: "Haha!"
His aura was like a rainbow, his eyes were cold, and his soul-realm killing skills were violent in an instant, and his soul power was surging.
"Ouch!"
"What? Ahhhh!"
The faces of the people in Guimen suddenly became extremely ugly, and their souls seemed to be torn apart.
Uh-huh.
Qin Yan grinned, and with a swish sound, he disappeared instantly like a shadow in the wind with the help of his dual physique.
boom.
Gui Li's face was ugly. He waved his right hand, but Qin Yan still dodged it.
He was holding the Great Desolate Sword and his figure flashed.
Gui Li roared, raised his fist and struck out.
Qin Yan smiled ferociously, and also punched, and bang, Gui Li fell back several feet again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face full of horror.
"how come?"
he shouted.
Uh-huh.
Kill you while you are sick.
Qin Yan stepped out and appeared in front of Gui Li.
The latter's pupils shrank and his expression was horrified.
Clang.
A bolt of sword energy burst out as fast as thunder.
Pfft.
Gui Li's head split apart, his eyes filled with horror and pain.
Another ghost master died?
"you."
The faces of everyone in the Ghost Sect were extremely ugly, and their whole bodies were shaking with anger.
My heart aches.
Qin Yan said: "I'm just looking for resources. I actually have no enmity with you. How about we shake hands and make peace?"
"Shake hands and make peace, you are kidding!"
Gui Jie's face was as pale as the black sky. His whole body was trembling. He looked at the group of people from the ghost sect and asked, "Are they all a bunch of trash?"
"Can't even kill these two people? Is the ghost sect feeding you?"
Everyone was extremely frustrated.
And the woman holding the spear on the other side is also ridiculously strong.
All the masters of the ghost sect were also killed.
Where did the Ning clan come from with so many masters?
Uh-huh!
Suddenly, black air currents spread out in the surrounding air, like ghost mist spreading.
Guiye and the other elders had gloomy expressions, their eyes narrowed, flashing with fierce light. The sect master took action, and these two people must die.
Gui Jie said solemnly: "Ning is seeking death, and you must die here today!"
Qin Yan smiled and said, "I don't want to die!"
Qiu Ying's eyes were cold.
"You have to die if you don't want to!"
Gui Jie took action instantly, and his momentum exploded, creating an extremely powerful fist seal.
Uh-huh!
Qin Yan had a look of sadness in his eyes, stamped his foot, and disappeared in an instant, turning into an afterimage.
boom.
He also punched out, and the light of the fist vibrated, causing the void space.
Dragon Elephant Divine Fist.
boom.
puff.
Qin Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes becoming more solemn.
Qiu Ying swung her spear violently, grabbing the light and killing her, carrying her supreme will. Gui Jie's face was gloomy, and he shouted coldly: "Get out!"
boom.
A powerful yin energy struck down.
The moment the two forces started to vibrate, Qiu Ying also felt as if she had been hit hard and fell back again and again.
Gui Jie smiled ferociously: "Those who killed my ghost sect, use you to sacrifice the souls of my ghost sect!"
Boom!
The light from his fist exploded, and it was suddenly swept down from the high altitude with the power of extreme yin, as if he wanted to hit the ground like crazy.
Qin Yan's eyes flashed with fury: "Kill!"
Clang! !
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