Chapter 484 (2/2)

The endless energy wave opened again. The whole space of the martial arts field was suddenly distorted and seemed to break up.

Qin Yi's arm was numb, and even the tiger's mouth was cracked. It was a blur of flesh and blood, smoke and cloud, and almost got out of his hand. The frost Hui above rolled up into the sky. His clothes were almost broken by this energy wave.

How strong!

All the people watching the battle were stunned and shocked. They didn't expect that Qin Yi could resist the seventh form of Shuanghui's crazy eight forms. It's hard to imagine how high his physical defense has reached!

Finally!

Looking at the frost glow falling slowly from the sky, Qin Yi gently breathed out a breath, and his face was still calm and confident.

At this time, Shuanghui has been completely beast like a great beast. His mind is completely eroded by the crazy ghost sealed in the golden sword.

”Crazy eight - the eighth!”

At this time, no matter his strength or speed, he undoubtedly reached an appalling level. His action did not stay at all. He rushed to Qin Yi with a two meter golden sword, holding the sword in both hands and splitting down.

The blade of this sword is also ten feet long. It splits the sky like a startling rainbow across the sky and fiercely splits the young man in front.

”Frost Hui, this is the end of everything!”

Looking at the huge golden sword, Qin Yi said suddenly and slowly. With the surging of the Dharma formula of the seven forms of heavenly demons, his aura suddenly changed, like a great devil who suddenly came here. A faint ancient evil spirit lingered all over his body.

”Pa pa...”

In Qin Yi's left hand, there was a sound of bone transformation. In an instant, the palm of his hand soared to a full foot wide.

”Hoo...”

The Zhang wide left hand of the heavenly devil rolled a gust of wind, like a huge palm of the heavenly devil photographed in the extremely distant Xiangu years, smashed into endless time and space, and beat away towards the huge golden sword.

The process of starting the palm looks extremely slow, but in fact, it is fast to the limit.

”Click!”

The golden sword, which was ten feet long, suddenly broke into nothingness when it touched the left hand of the devil.

This is ancient martial arts again!

Looking at the boy's dark left hand, all the people present had bright eyes. Even the king of Daohe was shocked. They showed strong interest in it.

People are no strangers to the immortal ancient martial arts of ”seven forms of heavenly demons”. Qin Yi defeated Yu Yu with this immortal ancient martial arts when he was still in the ”winning” competition.

Qin Yi's attack can't stop at this point, because no one can stop him from marching towards the divine guard. God blocks the defeat of God and Buddha blocks the abuse of Buddha!

When he stepped forward, the words in his mouth seemed to have frozen for thousands of years: ”the seventh form of heaven devil - the second form!”

Zhang Kuan's demon, without the slightest hesitation, patted frost Hui ruthlessly.

Looking at the devil's left hand, which roared and came like the face of a life-threatening ghost, Shuanghui was surprised and subconsciously raised his sword.

”Peng!”

The desperate demon's left hand patted Shuanghui firmly. The two meter long golden giant sword could not resist the power of the second form of the seven forms of demons. In an instant, there were several cracks on the sword body, while Shuanghui was fierce in ”pedaling”, and then withdrew dozens of steps.

”The seventh form of heaven devil - the third form!”

At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes, as cold as a blade, burst out towards Shuanghui. The left hand of the demon from the Xiangu years beat Shuanghui hard again.

At this time, Shuanghui was completely stunned. Even if he was crazy like him, he could only stand there stunned. His red eyes vaguely flashed a touch of fear.

”Click!”

With this palm, Shuanghui's golden sword broke into three sections, and he flew out directly.

However, he didn't fall off the challenge arena, but fell on the edge of the challenge arena. He just felt that the skeleton in his body was almost scattered by this palm. In his chest, his blood was churning, and an uncontrollable mouthful of blood gushed out.

Frost Hui lost?

The whole field was extremely quiet.

All the people present were stunned and looked at each other. For a moment, they couldn't return to God.

The invincible frost Hui is defeated like this?

However, the next moment.

”Ha ha, man and God are angry. Your magic skill can't kill me!”

Shuang Hui rose from the challenge arena, holding a broken sword in his hand. His hair was like wild grass, messy, pale to the extreme, and a touch of blood hung on the corner of his mouth.