Chapter 248 (1/2)

There is no doubt that this war was the most difficult one for Qin Yi in history. His clothes were worn and tattered, and there were dozens of knife wounds on his body.

”Young man, take your life!”

Di Junjie shouted angrily. He was so crazy that he split with a long knife. The blade was more than three feet long. With a sharp sound of breaking the air, he cut hard towards Qin Yi.

”Rage formula!”

Qin Yi waved his fist and directly smashed the huge knife awn. Then, the power contained in the knife awn hit his chest like a mountain, which made it difficult for him to resist. The whole man flew out and fell to the ground.

”Brother...”

Behind him, sakura'er's worried voice came.

Qin Yi looked back and saw that Ying'er's eyes were full of tears. The long eyelashes blinked and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

”Yinger doesn't cry. Yinger is the strongest child! I believe my brother will take you out of here unharmed. ”

Qin Yirou comforted.

”Yes. Sakura believes in her brother. Sakura only cries for her brother. ”

Ying'er nodded her head with a crystal clear little nose, gently fanned, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. She looked very sad.

Qin Yi almost cried for Ying'er's words. He bit his teeth and faced Di Junjie again. His eyes were burning with crazy war spirit. His body was already covered with dense wounds.

”At this time, you still have the confidence to take the witch out of here safely - die!”

Dijunjie roared again, holding a long knife in both hands and plundering madly.

Qin Yi's body was suddenly haunted with a trace of ancient evil spirit. His left hand soared to Zhang width in an instant.

”Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!”

Qin Yi drank coldly. Zhang Kuan's left hand suddenly patted Di Junjie fiercely. With one palm, di Junjie flew out and fell to the ground.

However, di Junjie soon stood up again. Although the first form of the seven forms of demons is powerful, it is still difficult to hit a strong man like Di Junjie who is at the top of the three realms of Taoism.

”Kill!”

Holding a long knife in both hands, he killed Qin Yi crazily again.

Qin Yi didn't give Di Junjie a chance to get close. The second move of the seven forms of demons followed and slapped Di Junjie again.

”Wow...”

This time, give Dijun finally a mouthful of blood, burst out, and his face was a little pale.

But he's still alive.

The strongman at the peak of the three realms of the patriarchal Road, physical defense is really strong and unimaginable.

”Ha ha, boy, your magic skill can't kill me!”

The corners of Di Jun's mouth were dripping with a trace of blood, which looked very tragic. He wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, his eyes shone crazy light, laughed and said, ”what martial arts do you have? Just make it out. ”

Even the second form of the seven forms of heavenly demons could not kill Di Jun. Qin Yiwei frowned. The third form of the seven forms of heavenly demons has not been successfully cultivated. He has no stronger martial arts.

”No more martial arts? Then prepare to die! ”

A touch of cruelty appeared on di Jun's face. The whole person stood there proudly like an iron tower. He is the most powerful warrior in the kingdom of worship the moon.

The strongman at the peak of the three realms of Taoism is unimaginably powerful. He is not a cultivator at the level of Qin Yi at all. He can't compete, even with the seeds of mysterious left hand, earth and fire, and immortal ancient martial arts.

At the moment, Ying'er on her back was very quiet. Qin Yi looked back and saw that she fainted because she was too sad.

There are too many things today. She is only a child of three or four years old. Her heart is quite fragile and she can't bear such sadness at all.

”Well, today, let me fight for you!”

Qin Yi took a deep breath, untied Ying'er from his back, looked around, and finally landed on the face of an old man with kind eyebrows. He didn't say much, holding Ying'er towards the old man.

Seeing him coming, people all around gave way one after another and looked at him warily, as if they saw a bloodthirsty beast.

Qin Yi came directly to the old man and handed Ying'er over to him. Between his eyebrows, there was a faint sadness. He respectfully said, ”Grandpa, please help me take care of her. She is not a witch, but a strange woman. In the next battle, if I die, please raise her...”

Qin Yi felt that he couldn't speak any more. He paused for a long time before he continued: ”I'm a disciple of the magic trace. My name is Qin Yi. After I die, you go to the magic trace fairy, find a girl named Yang Shiqi, and tell her that I have gone to a far, far place. I won't go back for the time being. You can also get a certain number of Kyushu Lingyuan stones from her, or give Yinger to her and tell her that Yinger is a strange existence. In any case, you can't hurt her at all, We must let her grow up happily. ”