Da Qin: Integrating Zhongli’s template to create the Immortal Qin Empire

One step out, Sen Han's murderous aura rippled out, and a depressed feeling appeared in the hearts of several people, and even felt a trace of cold despair.

"It's terrible murderous!"

The seven of them turned pale, and hurriedly urged Zhenyuan, this murderous aura was so strong that they lost their minds for a moment.

"Do it!"

A low shout came out of Qi Yuan's mouth, and the five figures swept up at the same time, the power of Zhenyuan was endless, and all kinds of qi turned into colorful colors, rampage, blocking Yingyan's body.

"Sword!"

In the face of this terrifying aura, Ying Yan's eyes were raised, and a trace of sword light shone out, forming a brilliant circle of light in front of him.

In the snort, colorful qi and apertures were intertwined, sword qi flew and raged, and several ravines and muffled sounds appeared on the surrounding walls, collapsing in the rumbling sound.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Ying Yan put his hands behind his back, and the sword ~ qi lingered.

The sharp eyes shot a sharp ray, and it was shot at the five people, like jewels.

"How is that possible!"

The bodies of the five people couldn't help but tremble, and they joined forces to strike, not to mention being injured, the sword qi on their bodies was even more fierce, which made them afraid.

"It's my turn. "

Ying Yan swept up in one step, and the boiling True Yuan led him into the sky, and a blood light broke through itself, emitting bursts of golden sounds.

Ying Yan held the Weeping Blood Sword, and the true yuan poured into the long sword, turning into a crimson sword, and the severed sword qi continued to pounce out.

With a sword split, thousands of red rays broke through the air, and a breath that crossed the river tore through the space.

The five of them were stunned, but they did not hesitate and fled immediately.

Two of them were pierced by a red sword ray, and the power of destruction obliterated all life, and they fell directly from the sky.

There are also two people holding blades, seeing that there is no way to avoid it, they join hands to bombard the sword, and in the dazzling light cluster, several invisible sword qi scattered, and several sword qi penetrated the two of them, and the blood mist sprayed, like ten thousand arrows piercing the body, and the dead could not die again.

That Ye Qing's eyes were cracked, and he hurriedly retreated a hundred steps, wanting to escape.

Ying Yan snorted coldly, and a sword slashed out a red light, Ye Qing was in a hurry, and a scorching flame burst out from his palms, which was immediately extinguished by the sword light, and his palms hurt, and a blood hole appeared, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, the killing intent is pervasive, one person and one sword, and a hundred steps to kill.

Song Yiren stared blankly at the sky, the sharp body, as if in a dream, shook every inch of nerves.

"Win the word, today you will surely die. "

Seeing that the family master was slaughtered, an angry voice sounded, and Qi Yuan and Murong Hao joined forces to make a terrifying palm print.

The oppressive power of the tyrant roared, and the entire space was like a storm, crumbling.

A three-story attic was reduced to nothing in an instant under the coercion of that palm shadow.

Ying Yan turned around and stabbed down, and the long sword shrouded in sword light turned into a thin film of light, looking like a blood-colored giant sword.

Poof, the giant sword stabbed into the palm print, and a tyrannical aura tore apart.

But the next moment, the palm print suddenly increased.

The two third-order masters of the Qi Sea Realm struck with all their might, how vast the power was, and the terrifying shock wave shattered the sword light, and blasted into Ying Yan's body along the Weeping Blood Sword.

"Poof. "

Ying Yan's figure retreated, spitting out a stream of blood.

"Kill him so that no one will see him. "

Because the battle was too fierce, it had already caused a lot of commotion, and Qi Yuan and Murong Hao rushed towards the falling figure one after the other.

"Xuan Bingzhu!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Ying Yan reached out with one hand, and three points of secluded light flickered, exploding between the two, and the cold air was permeated, and countless ice crystals appeared.

"Damn. "

Under the erosion of this cold air, the bodies of the two stiffened, like a thousand catties, and the flickering figures immediately slowed down.

"You two will be the first people to die under this move after I was promoted to the Qi Sea Realm. "

Ying Yan's long sword was held back, the blood-colored sword light condensed, and the secluded eyes were like messengers of hell, revealing a chilling cold light.

"Demon Breaker!"

When Ying Yan stepped in the air, those scattered cold ice suddenly burst open, he slashed down angrily with a sword, and the dazzling light spots shone without hesitation, and the whole world seemed to be dyed with a layer of intense flames, but in the flames, there was a sea of swords.

"Not good!"

The two of them were terrified, what a terrifying sword move, and at the same time, a dazzling light cluster erupted, merging into a brilliant light curtain, and the sword light in the sky impacted together.

The terrifying sword wind was overwhelming, raging into the distant sky, and the area within a radius of half a mile was reduced to nothing.

All the people in Sang City looked there, with a strong shock and fear in their eyes, what kind of power was that, and it made them feel a sense of apocalyptic despair.

As Ying Yan's figure fell, the light behind him dissipated, and the two figures fell to the ground, their flesh and blood blurred, and they couldn't see the human form.

"Whew. "

Ying Yan was refreshed, and under the full urging of the power of True Yuan, a thousand sword qi was condensed, and the power was far greater than before.

"Damn, you. There is such strength. "

In a trembling voice, Song Yiren's exclamation sounded.

Ye Qing pinched Song Yiren's snow-white jade neck with one hand, and looked straight at Ying Yan with both eyes.

The earth-shattering sword just now made him tremble.

He never thought that Ying Yan's strength was terrifying, and he didn't even have the courage to resist.

"Let her go!"

Win the words and say.