Chapter 89 (2/2)

For a moment, Qin Yi couldn't figure this out.

Unable to understand, he simply didn't think about it, shook his head, threw away his chaotic thoughts and focused on the red robed man in front of him.

”You should be from xuanyang mansion or Yuanxing mansion? I don't understand why Qianqiu Pavilion, which has always been Guangming leilu, will help you murder me this time, but those who block me will die! ”

For a moment, there was a strong sense of killing in Qin Yi's eyes.

”Young, but learn to be so arrogant, worthy of death!”

In the eyes of the male vulture in red robe, the killing intention emerges: ”you are all dying people. Tell you who I am, what is the matter? Boy, listen, the man who killed you today is xuanyang Yuqing, the three elders of xuanyang house! ”

It's from xuanyang mansion!

Qin Yi knew it clearly in his heart. Suddenly, he felt that Qianqiu Pavilion might have been used by xuanyang mansion and Yuanxing mansion. Otherwise, he really couldn't think of it. He and Qianqiu snow, the leader of Qianqiu Pavilion, had no grievances. Why did she murder herself.

”Very good!”

Qin Yi smiled faintly and suddenly burst into a drink: ”then, go to hell!”

With his left hand raised, a huge golden palm suddenly appeared over xuanyang Yuqing's head and suddenly covered it.

However, this time, the golden giant palm was not photographed, but directly grabbed xuanyang Yu Qing and fell hard outside the iron cable bridge.

Beyond the iron cable bridge, there is an abyss.

If you fall, you will be crushed to pieces and die without a burial place.

”Ah!”

Xuanyang Yu Qing exclaimed and fell straight into the abyss.

However, he was worthy of being a master of xuandao. When he fell about a foot, his body rushed up again, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the iron cable bridge.

With this, he was shocked into a cold sweat, and a cold wind swished on his spine.

”Little rabbit, dare you plot against me and try to die!”

Xuanyang Yuqing suddenly had a half moon machete in his hand. Up to now, he hasn't seen what it was just now and threw him off the iron cable bridge.

Shua!

The half moon machete in xuanyang Yu Qing's hand drew a suffocating blade and suddenly cut to Qin Yi. The half moon machete seemed to cut into a void. In an instant, it cut in front of Qin Yi.

How strong!

Feeling the sharpness of the half moon machete, Qin Yi dared not neglect it at all. ”Kua Fu bu” was suddenly displayed, and his body retreated. The half moon machete in xuanyang Yu Qing's hand was like a shadow, always an inch from Qin Yi's chest.

For a time, they were chasing each other on the iron bridge deck. Qin Yi gave full play to Kuafu step, turned his body into a remnant, and his feet left the bridge deck directly.

”This is... Yukong?”

Xuanyang Yu Qing's face showed a strong shock color.

”Is this a demon? Only 15 years old! In this way, we can't stay in this world. ”

Xuanyang Yuqing suddenly accelerated. The half moon machete in his hand was about to cut into Qin Yi's chest.

”The devil!”

So between life and death, Qin Yi is very decisive, and his hand is his strongest card.

”Pa pa pa...”

For a moment, Qin Yi's left hand soared to Zhang Kuan, and a shout suddenly fanned to xuanyang Yuqing.

The left hand with a width of Zhang seems to be taken from the ancient times, breaking the endless time and space, and capturing the present world, with an incomparably strong smell of death.

”What the hell is this? Little rabbit, are you a man or a ghost? ”

Looking at the suddenly soaring left hand, xuanyang Yu Qing was stunned and shocked. He had never seen such a terrible palm.

It's amazing that a person's palm can rise at the sight of the wind. Xuanyang Yu Qing subconsciously raised his knife to stop it.

”Click!”

Qin Yi's left hand, however, was invincible. He directly smashed xuanyang Yuqing's half moon machete. The shooting momentum did not slow down at all. ”Bang” hit xuanyang Yuqing.

The devil in Xiaocheng realm is in the same form. Even the man who lost his sword can't resist it. He can't resist it directly. He can't separate him from the split earth green sword. Xuanyang Yuqing is not stronger than the sword. How can he resist it?

”Bang!”

The whole Zhang wide left hand slapped on xuanyang Yuqing's body and directly flew him out. There was a sound of bone fracture in his body.

At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes were red, and it was obvious that he also moved the idea of killing.

His movements did not stop, and the whole man blasted out and hit xuanyang Yuqing in the horizontal flight.

”Bullying and killing three types - the first type!”

”Boom!”

Xuanyang Yuqing's body flew directly out of the iron cable bridge and fell straight into the abyss below. There was no place to bury him.

Xuanyang Yuqing, the three elders of xuanyang mansion, was thus blasted down by Qin Yi under the ten thousand foot iron cable bridge!