Chapter [-] Cutting the battlefield

Lei Zhao couldn't bear to be provoked like this by Yu Yiqing.

So, he took steps with a cold expression, and the power of terrifying thunder spread around him.

Qin Yang said coldly: "It seems that your Thunder Immortal Sect will definitely have trouble with us."

"I want to investigate the people who have been contaminated and demonized. If you don't let me, let's just fight. If you have something to do with the Demon God clan, that's fine. I can kill you all."

Lei Zhao shouted: "What a shame!"

This time he brought two masters of the holy way, so he was very confident in his actions, but he didn't believe it. Two saints at the peak and one saint at the late stage could not win against Qin Yang?

"Master Chiyan Mountain, just watch from the sidelines. At critical moments, you can help."

Qin Yang's tone was unclear, but his light tone made the Lord of Chiyan Mountain a little uneasy.

Could this kid really notice something?

Just as he was thinking, Qin Yang's voice echoed across the battlefield!

"Eleven, cut the battlefield!"

"You and I are each at the peak of the Saint, Xia Dragon God Shen Qingqing, you two join forces to fight against that Saint at the ninth level!"

"Order!"

After Xia Long Shen vaguely realized something, he became silent.

Shen Qingqing didn't say anything, and moved directly in front of the ninth-level saint.

"Hmph, little girl, a mere Martial Emperor actually wants to compete with the Saint?"

"It's so ridiculous. Do you think you are Qin Yang?"

It seems that Qin Yang's reputation has been completely spread at the ancient sect level. Even these sects that were upright in ancient times kept secrets about him.

Shen Qingqing said nothing, only drew her sword, the frost was as cold as the cold moon.

She had been in a very bad mood, so she used her sword quickly and accurately, with the strongest power in every blow.

"Ok?"

The saint of the Extreme Thunder Immortal Sect's face changed slightly, and then he shattered Shen Qingqing's sword light with his bare hands.

He looked at Shen Qingqing with some surprise and uncertainty. When did such a female sword fairy appear in Daxia?

He actually has such a powerful understanding of swordsmanship, and this sword is enough to threaten the saint!

"Little girl, tell me your name."

"Kyoto, Shen Qingqing."

Shen Qingqing's cold words spread, and she immediately drew her sword with murderous intent.

The sword's light was like a tiger's, and its sword's power was like a tsunami. It looked like it was about to tear the saint into pieces.

This caused the expression of the saint elder of the Extreme Thunder Immortal Sect to change greatly.

"Little doll, do I have a grudge against you?"

"No."

"Then why are you so cruel?"

"Qin Yang said he wanted to kill you, so I will do my best."

"..."

At the same time, Xia Long Shen also came with a sword, and with a flash of sword light, the saint elder escaped into the void, and then reappeared hundreds of meters away.

Xia Long Shen jumped in the air and sneered: "Saints are all rabbits, they all run very fast!"

...

Yu Yiqing directly stopped Lei Zhao. With a flick of her finger, a large amount of flames swept across and drew a huge circle in the air.

Then the ring of fire opened up, forming a huge spherical fire prison.

Lei Zhao said coldly: "Princess of the Fire Tribe, although you are strong, do you really think you can be my opponent?"

Yu Yiqing said disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter whether you are your opponent or not! Just stop you!"

"Besides, you, an old man, please don't think too highly of yourself, otherwise you will easily fall over."

"Today's young people are much more capable than you think."

Lei Zhao looked disdainful: "Arrogant!"

A thunderous force pierced away like an arrow. In an instant, it came to Yu Yiqing, and Yu Yiqing's pupils suddenly enlarged!

Yu Yiqing's expression remained unchanged, the flames automatically generated and defended themselves.

The power of the thunder was directly burned away, and Yu Yiqing continued to say calmly: "Your offensive is not good, old senior."

Lei Zhao said indifferently: "It's just a small test, little girl, don't show that you are too ignorant! How can a person like you be able to figure out the peak of a saint at will?"

"Tsk, tsk, old wall lamp, it's really hard to listen to!"

Yu Yiqing stepped forward and turned into a flame, rushing out in an instant!

...

Qin Yang stood in front of the second peak saint.

"Are you the fourth elder?"

"Hmph, you have some sense!"

"Fourth Elder...your number is unlucky. If you change it, you might not have to die."

The fourth elder's face darkened: "Boy, you are so arrogant!"

A sword light stabbed suddenly, without any warning, piercing the space and arriving.

Qin Yang raised his hand to block, and the sword light struck his arm, but it only left a faint silver mark.

"Fourth Elder, you can't conduct a sneak attack like this!"

The fourth elder's pupils suddenly shrank: "You...you were struck by my sword so suddenly, and you didn't even bleed at all?"

Qin Yang said calmly: "Is your attack strong? Why do I have to bleed?"

He wiped it casually, and the faint silvery white traces disappeared!

"I've already said that you underestimated my strength."

Qin Yang transformed into a dragon directly, and then used Shrink to the Ground, directly sticking to the back of the fourth elder.

The fourth elder suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was extremely stiff, and his throat could not stop gurgling.

Speed, how could it be so fast?

This is no longer a saint, this is a fucking saint!

But... But how can Daxia Sixth have a level above that of a saint? !

If such strength is only sixth in Daxia, what about the top five?

What a joke!

Don't they, the ancient sects, not understand Daxia's strength at all? !

Qin Yang turned his back to the fourth elder who dared not move, looked up at the sky, and asked, "There is something I really don't understand."

"Did you misjudge Linglong Pavilion's ranking, or do you know nothing about Daxia's strength?"

"I always feel that I shouldn't. Why do you think that a mere peak saint can do anything to defeat me?"

"What exactly went wrong here?"

The fourth elder turned around crazily and swept across with his sword!

Qin Yang appeared again a few meters away, his left hand dragging the elbow of his right hand, and his right hand touching his chin, with a worried look on his face.

"I won't kill you, even if you are the devil's people."

"I will capture you and pry out information that is useful to me from you."

The Fourth Elder yelled, and he lost control of his emotions. He suddenly swung his sword randomly, and the chaotic sword light struck Qin Yang in a torrent.

"How could you have such strength!"

"With your strength, you should be number one in Daxia, how could you be only number six!"

The fourth elder was frightened and angry, and he lost control and took action.

Qin Yang blocked all his sword energy with his bare hands, and then turned into a beam of light and swooped down.

This speed is beyond what the fourth elder can react to.

With a bang, the fourth elder's face was filled with pain!

Qin Yang's left arm was swept away directly, and the saint's blood essence overflowed into the world.

"Yeah, I'm also very confused as to why I'm sixth in Daxia. Logically speaking, I should have reached the top of Daxia."

Before he could detoxify and restore his immortal power, he could already crush the Xuan-level Demon King head-on.

This means that he already has the combat power of a heaven-level demon king.

But after his immortal power is restored, his strength will only become stronger. Even the so-called heaven-level demon king can no longer be his opponent!

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