Chapter 1100 The Last Move

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Chapter 1100 The last move

"This is what confuses me the most."

Yan Mei Niang nodded her beautiful head.

"However, this will only make him die faster."

The handsome man in white robes had a chill in his deep eyes: "This young man's excellence is too unbelievable. He must not be promoted to the Divine Guard. Otherwise, the delicate balance currently maintained by the five major alliances will change in an instant. time, it will be broken.”

The charming Yan Meiniang remained silent, but her pair of slightly charming eyes gradually became deeper.

On the training ground thousands of feet away, the battle between Qin Yi and Patriarch Fengyue has reached the most critical moment.

At this time, the two figures were not only extremely ghostly, but also extremely fast.

Everyone in the surrounding audience, including Feng Yue Zhan Tian and Feng Yue Yu'er, remained motionless, watching the fierce battle between the two with full attention, and even forgot to breathe.

At this moment, everyone was shocked to the extreme. The young man from Jiuzhou Continent had already performed eight moves in the hands of Ancestor Fengyue!

A young man whose cultivation is only at the seventh level of Zongdao, but in the hands of an old man who is in the middle of the ninth level of Zongdao, he can perform eight moves. What kind of concept is this?

"Thousand Illusion Sword - Ninth Style!"

Amid the roar, Patriarch Fengyue's figure suddenly split into two, two into four, four into eight... In an instant, it turned into thirty-six paths.

Thirty-six phantoms of Fengyue Ancestor were all destroyed, and they quickly attacked Qin Yi. Their movements were extremely weird. Before Qin Yi could recover, he was already trapped in the thirty-six purple swords. In the long sword.

Boo hoo hoo…

Thirty-six sword rays turned into thirty purple lightnings, flashing around Qin Yi, and each one was close to Qin Yi's body.

Feeling the strangeness and sharpness of the thirty-six sword rays, Qin Yi did not dare to worry at all. He closed his eyes lightly and completely entered an ethereal state, trying his best to deal with the thirty-six sword rays.

At this moment, there were only thirty-six sword rays in his world, and nothing else. The trajectories of the thirty-six sword shadows were all clearly perceived by him.

His figure turned into a wisp of extremely fast and elegant blue smoke, constantly shuttled among the thirty-six sword rays at an indescribable speed.

Hiss, hiss...

Despite this, the streaks of sword light continued to cut through his clothes, only missing his body by a hair, which was frightening to watch.

After this move, Qin Yi's clothes had been scratched more than ten times, and he looked miserable.

"call……"

Qin Yi's figure suddenly stopped and stood in the middle of the training ground. He took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. Sweat was dripping down his spine.

"This move really gave me a narrow escape, but I finally got through it." Qin Yi sighed inwardly, feeling as if he had been wandering through the gates of hell for a while.

Ancestor Fengyue, who was wearing a gray robe, was still standing about thirty feet away from Qin Yi, holding a purple long sword in his hand, pointing at Qin Yi from a distance.

On the long sword, a purple light bloomed, dazzling and dazzling.

Looking ahead, the young man who looked quite embarrassed but still unscathed could be seen. Patriarch Fengyue's chest was rising and falling, and his heart could not be calm.

This young man from the Nine Provinces Continent has actually performed nine moves in his hands. This feeling is like a dream.

The entire training ground was like a huge cemetery. There was a dead silence, you could almost hear a pin drop. Everyone was shocked to the extreme.

"After nine moves, this young man from Kyushu Continent is already standing there unscathed. Am I dazzled?"

Someone asked cautiously, breaking the silence on the field.

"Oh my god, this world is so crazy!"

"An illusion, this must be an illusion!"

"..."

The people around suddenly became noisy.

Looking at the young man who was still standing proudly in the center of the training ground, the all-powerful Feng Yue Yu'er rubbed his eyes vigorously: "No way? This person can actually hold on to the ancestor's nine moves!"

Such a scene is really unbelievable. According to common sense, he should not be able to get out of the ancestor's hands with a single move.

The two rather attractive seats on the girl's chest rose and fell violently, creating waves of wonderful ripples.

Immediately, her pretty nose snorted again, her delicate snow-white chin was raised slightly, and a little arrogance appeared on her face: "Isn't there another trick? Young man, the stronger you act, the more you do Being favored by others will only make me more proud, hum!"

In the entire field, the most shocking people were actually Feng Yue Zhan Tian and Feng Yue Yin Xue. They never expected that Qin Yi would not only master the imperial martial arts "Liu Yun Jue" in just one day , practiced successfully, and performed so superbly.

They opened their mouths in astonishment and looked at the young man standing proudly in the center of the training ground from a distance. They felt that this young man had two words written all over his body - Monster!

However, while they were shocked, they also felt a little worried in their hearts, because they had only passed the nine moves now, and there was still the tenth move.

Obviously, Patriarch Fengyue's Tenth Form of the Thousand Illusion Sword is more terrifying than the ninth form!

Can this young man from Kyushu Continent withstand the tenth move?

There’s one last move!

Qin Yi, who was in the center of the training ground, his eyes were slowly condensing, staring at the purple sword in Ancestor Fengyue's hand. He could no longer hear the noise around him.

In his sight, there was only the long sword with purple light!

At this moment, although Patriarch Fengyue did not move, Qin Yi felt a sense of danger, a danger he had never experienced before.

"Thousand Illusion Sword—Tenth Style!"

Ancestor Feng Yue shouted coldly, and from thirty feet away, holding a purple sword, he suddenly stabbed at him. The speed was indescribably fast. However, as soon as he was halfway through the stab, he suddenly disappeared!

This is……

Looking at the disappearing Ancestor Fengyue, Qin Yi was suddenly shocked. He knew that this was the result of the extreme speed and the unpredictable trajectory of the sword.

He suddenly closed his eyes and entered an ethereal state, feeling the Fengyue Ancestor with all his strength, but there was none!

Suddenly, the air around him surged slightly.

The next moment, before Qin Yi came to his senses, purple sword lights suddenly appeared all around him, and they were so densely packed that it made people feel suffocated.

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