"Please, let go, don't fall for the king, even if you let be a cow or a horse, just ask you to let go!"
The panic begging for rcy echoed in the sky, and the humility in the voice was fully revealed.
The people from the Sixiangn and other forces looked at the howling old man Cangwo in amazent.
Is this still the high emperor who is as high as the feathered dragon?
Such an appearance of praying for rcy is almost like a dead dog.
It's just that no one wants to laugh at the old man Cangwo, it's really this man, it's horrible!
Even the martial artist can be interrupted by self-destruction, what other ans can they have to counter this person?
"Let you go, who will bear the hatred of the soldiers?"
Qin Yi's indifferent eyes made him look at the old man, and his heart went straight.
"You can die!"
Suddenly, Qin Yi grinned and slamd his feet.
"Boom!"
With a muffled sound, the head of the old man Cangwei was trampled on by Qin Yi!
The gurgling blood flowed from Qin Yi's feet, soaking a piece of the ground.
Old man, die!
When it was, the entire battlefield was silent in front of Tobu Castle!
Such a powerful Feathered Venerable, not only could not blew himself up, but was trampled to death like this!
"Wait, are you ready to die?"
Qin Yi stepped on the body of the old man Cangwei, looked around, and shouted angrily.
"Om!"
The picture of mountains and rivers above his head, with wisps of ink and halo hanging around Qin Yi's body, adding to his power, just like a god.
The vast breath, filled with waste in a flash, crushed everyone's heads!
"This is a god, this is a fairy, how can we be opponents!"
The people from the Sixiangn and other forces murmured weakly in their hearts as they looked at Qin Yi's figure.
Countless people were crushed to the ground by Qin Yi's montum!
How to fight this battle!
Venerable Mad Saber, defeated!
The old man is dead!
What power do they have to counter this person?
"Flee!"
I don't know who it was, but he called out a word, which imdiately caused a mutiny in the entire army.
This army, even if it was a temporary patchwork army, belongs to various forces, so there is no discipline at all.
At this mont, the old man Cangwei has fallen and has beco the last straw to crush the cal!
Countless people scread, threw their soldiers and armor, and ran away.
Moreover, one runs faster than one!
The power of Qin Jun crushed an army of three million!
"Huh!"
Among them, a figure ran the fastest, and Venerable Mad Saber turned into a strear and shot towards the distance.
Venerable Mad Saber had no intention of staying. The old man Cangwei was dead. What else did he stay for? Do you want to die?
"Want to go?"
Qin Yi's eyes were cold, and he smiled coldly at the escaped Venerable Mad Saber.
"Sword out!"
Following Qin Yi's words, the virtual shadow of the true dragon shook, and a ray of sword light suddenly broke through the air.
"Yin!"
There was a dragon chant and a sword sound, and the sword body flashed with cold light, turning away from the stream.
The sword light is three thousand feet, the void is shattered, and the sharp sword light has already enveloped Venerable Crazy Blade!
"what!"
Quill, there was a scream from the sky in the distance.
Wang Jun's Dragon Sword, with its body stained with blood, turned leisurely, turning back into a real dragon phantom.
"Puff!"
In the distance, a corpse fell, it was the Venerable Mad Saber who had a different head!
One sword owl!
A Venerable Feathered, the Venerable Mad Saber famous in Qingzhou, also fell under Qin Yi's sword!
Wang Jun is like a god, cuts his feathers with one sword!
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