"Senior Brother" A second-level cultivator standing next to Fan Tianzheng was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help Fan Tianzheng, who was collapsing.
But before he could see what was wrong with Fan Tianzheng, he felt a chill in his chest, and a stinging, cold feeling spread throughout his body.
Lowering his head, his pupils dilated instantly, and he saw a golden sword coming out of his chest, and blood rolled out as if it was free of charge.
Several other cultivators around, including Zhao Cheng, could clearly see at this moment that a golden lightsaber appeared out of thin air.
After inserting the second-level god realm into the ground, it immediately turned into a golden light.
Disappeared in place.
In just the blink of an eye, one member of the six-person team was killed and one was injured.
The injured one was Fan Tianzheng, a fifth-level god.
At this moment, Fan Tianzheng had no support and fell firmly to the ground.
With a bang, the helmet on his head was thrown away, revealing his unconscious face.
No one needed to be reminded at this moment, the remaining people knew that someone was taking action against them.
But not only did they not know who the other party was, they didn't even know how the other party took action.
Only Zhao Cheng vaguely felt that the golden long sword that just flashed looked a bit familiar.
"Be careful, everyone form a circle."
Zhao Cheng didn't know whether Fan Tianzheng was alive or dead at this moment, and his heart was clenched.
If Fan Tianzheng had any shortcomings, there would be no need for him to go back alive, because if he goes back alive, he will face a situation that is even crueler than death.
The remaining four people surrounded Fan Tianzheng and looked around warily.
At this moment, they were all feeling extremely uneasy, because the enemy's actions were so mysterious.
No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't figure out how the opponent managed to make Fan Tianzheng fall to the ground without him noticing, and at the same time, he looked like a ghost.
He took action to kill another person.
"I dare to ask you who you are and why you would do this to us.
It's a little too dishonest."
After regaining his composure, Zhao Cheng shouted loudly.
At the same time, all the muscles in his body tensed up.
His vitality was running wildly.
The spear in his hand was all covered with blood.
A layer of Gang Qi was condensed.
"oh" A faint voice seemed to come from the air.
"So you are only allowed to kill me.
If I resist, I will be dishonest."
"It's you."
Zhao Cheng suddenly heard Qin Yi's voice and took a deep breath.
He felt a rush of blood rushing to his head and his arms were shaking with anger.
"It's me, I'm here to kill you this time."
Qin Yi used the Hidden Edge footwork.
When he said this, he changed his position four times in order to prevent Zhao Cheng and others from locking him.
Location.
When Zhao Cheng confirmed that the person speaking was Qin Yi himself, and that he was near him, and was not using any magical power such as sound transmission, he felt his hands and feet getting cold.
He now understood why Qin Yi could approach them without anyone noticing, wounding one person and killing another.
"You actually have the magical power to hide your whereabouts."
When he said this, Zhao Cheng felt that his teeth were about to be broken.
He found that he could not capture Qin Yi's position whether he used his eyes or his mind.
That means that he can't kill Qin Yi at all, and if Qin Yi wants to kill them, it will be easy as long as he is willing.
Moreover, the other party's unscrupulous exposure of this magical power now shows that he has no intention of leaving anyone alive.
"yes."
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When Qin Yi said these two words, his voice seemed to be ringing in Zhao Cheng's ears.
Zhao Cheng even felt a cool breeze blowing against his throat.
Suddenly, he was frightened and had goosebumps all over his body.
They all stood up, their scalps felt explosive, and their bodies were frozen and unable to move.
In just this moment, he felt like he had walked through the gate of hell again, and every breath seemed to be filled with the rotten smell of death.
Suddenly, a muffled groan sounded from beside Zhao Cheng.
As soon as he turned around, a stream of hot blood sprayed directly on Zhao Cheng's face.
The second-level God Realm who was standing next to him was covering his neck with his hands, but blood still gushes out from between his fingers.
This second-level God Realm's eyes widened, he staggered a few times, and then fell to the ground, dying with his eyes open.
The remaining people, including Zhao Cheng, turned pale with fear.
Zhao Cheng really felt a sense of despair at this time.
So what if he has reached the fourth level of the God Realm?
But now he doesn't even know where the enemy is.
If the enemy wants to kill him, it is easier than squeezing a chicken to death.
"Why, why why do you have this magical power?
Even if I die, I won't let you get what you want."
Suddenly, Zhao Cheng roared loudly, and the skin all over his body turned red as if there was blood rushing around him.
A stream of blazing energy whirred like a strong wind, blowing towards the surroundings.
In the past, even the ground under his feet was cut with traces.
"Senior Brother" "Senior brother is going to blow up the golden elixir and leave quickly."
The two remaining Black Ling Sect disciples beside Zhao Cheng were so scared that their souls flew away.
They were like wild horses running wildly in two directions.
However, they had only run less than two feet when they each groaned, fell to the ground, and moved forward a few feet before stopping.
This scene made Zhao Cheng shocked and angry.
"Qin Yi, I know you are near me, I want you to die" Zhao Cheng's eyes showed unprecedented madness.
After confirming that Qin Yi had the magical power to hide his body, he was completely desperate.
Instead of dying, you can't let yourself live in fear all the time.
A fourth-level God Realm self-destruction is even more powerful than the Nirvana Thunder, and the area it affects is a full twenty feet.
Zhao Cheng didn't know how close Qin Yi was to him when he just knocked out the two Black Ling Sect disciples, so he wanted to take a gamble.
Being able to drag the enemy to death together was the best thing.
"Hey, if someone comes, I won't play with you anymore."
Qin Yi slowly revealed his figure in front of Zhao Cheng at this time.
The moment Zhao Cheng opened his eyes and saw Qin Yi clearly, he suddenly felt as if his forehead had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his entire brain instantly turned into pulp.
Seeing Zhao Cheng fall to the ground and the surrounding aura slowly dissipating, Qin Yi stretched out his hands to grab them.
After searching out all the storage bags on the six people, they threw all the corpses into the Tuntian Tomb.
"This should be it."
Qin Yi tossed a small mirror in his hand.
When he was searching for Fan Tianzheng just now, he saw Fan Tianzheng holding the mirror tightly in his hand.
"I just don't know what's the use."
Qin Yi penetrated his spiritual thoughts and immediately felt that there was already a powerful spiritual thought in the mirror.
To say that this spiritual thought is powerful is just that compared to ordinary cultivators, it is still fragile in front of Qin Yi.
With a slight impact, Qin Yi smashed this spiritual thought into pieces.
But at the moment when this spiritual thought was shattered, Qin Yi's expression suddenly changed: "Not good":