Chapter 3197
Seeing this, Qin Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Your grandma, the Saint is indeed in trouble!"
He pulled out his arm, endured the stinging pain all over his body, and said fiercely: "I want to see how hard your saint's body is!"
boom! boom! Bang bang bang...
Qin Yang blasted the third elder's body with crazy punches. The impact was so powerful that even the mountains were shattered.
The third elder vomited blood continuously. Although he was a saint, Qin Yang also had the combat power of a saint. These attacks were not something that an inexperienced person like him could easily withstand.
"Qin Yang, get out of my way... Poof!"
Qin Yang casually shook his hand, and the thunderbolts gathered together and turned into a long sword!
Qin Yang held the long sword, pierced the third elder's neck directly, and then slashed hard.
His other hand is tightly holding the third elder's body!
"madman!"
Remember in one second: //fo
Which saint-level warrior fights like this?
It’s totally a gambler’s style of play!
Even so, it works well.
Qin Yang's sword almost split his neck completely.
But the third elder is a saint after all. Even if his neck is cut in half, he can still have a terrifying counterattack.
Several saint auras came, one blinded Qin Yang's left eye, one pierced Qin Yang's right leg, and one pierced Qin Yang's organs from behind!
Qin Yang's whole body was bathed in blood.
"Die!"
Qin Yang shouted violently, no matter how seriously injured he was, he would not let the third elder survive.
"You are wishful thinking!!!"
The third elder shouted angrily, then cut off his arms and broke away from Qin Yang.
At this moment, a golden light emitted, and a shadow enveloped the three elders.
Astonishingly, the cauldron given by Sword Emperor Fa Tian was smashed!
boom!
The giant cauldron smashed the third elder so hard that his consciousness was blurred for a moment.
Qin Yang seized this opportunity and used the power of thunder and sword fusion to crazily destroy the saint's body.
"Qin Yang..."
The third elder let out a shrill scream.
"What are you calling your grandpa for?"
Qin Yang looked crazy, but under his blood-covered eyes, there was a calmness like a pool.
"Aren't you a saint? Aren't you very capable?"
"Why can't you kill me?"
"Come on! Kill me! The third elder of the Alchemy King Palace!"
"I, Qin Yang, am the honorary elder of the Medicine Temple!"
"You should really want to kill me, just scream again!"
Qin Yang suddenly raised his hand, and sword energy condensed together, and thousands of sword shadows surrounded the two of them.
Qin Yang was hanging in the air, and the bloody sand was spinning behind him, exuding a terrifying evil aura.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Qin Yang put his two fingers together and pointed in the direction of the third elder!
Boo hoo hoo...
In an instant, thousands of sword shadows shot down at the same time, killing the saint directly.
This scene is gorgeous and shocking.
Zhang Jingshu watched with fascination and murmured: "I heard Jun's sword today, how can I like others in this life..."
boom!
Sword array, encirclement and suppression!
The saint's body was instantly shattered into pieces!
"ah..."
The screams of the third elder echoed throughout the world and lasted for a long time.
Qin Yang was panting like an ox, and his exhaustion was extremely high. Looking at the third elder who was torn to pieces by the sword energy, his eyes were full of exhaustion.
He won this battle!
boom!
Golden light illuminates the sky.
"Top 100 list updated."
"The saint beheaded in the snow ridge, the body of the ancient saint is buried in the green mountain."
"'Sword Killing Immortal', 'Fighting God', 'Thunder Immortal' Qin Yang."
"Beheading a saint once, blood will flow thousands of miles."
"Fifty-three on the top 100 list, Qin Yang."
