Chapter 1717 Kill Him

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Qin Yi ignored the cultivators who were swept away by his gun, and rushed towards other cultivators. His legs were filled with mysterious energy, and his steps were as heavy as tens of millions of pounds. Every step he took made a dull sound like thunder, and the entire central ladder was shaking.

"Fuck, am I right? Why do I feel that this kid is an ancient immortal emperor who suddenly came here?"

"What did Baihu call him before, the God of Killing? Could this kid really be the reincarnation of the God of Killing?"

Seeing Qin Yi holding a smoke-cloud spear of more than 30 feet, rushing with a mighty momentum, all the cultivators blinked in disbelief.

In their hearts, a sense of fear grew uncontrollably.

"What are you still standing there for? Quick, shoot him to death!"

Someone shouted hurriedly.

The practitioners came back to their senses, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. They quickly drew their bows and arrows, pulled the powerful crossbows to the full moon, and then suddenly let go.

Swish, swish, swish...

Suddenly, a black feather arrows rained down on Qin Yi.

Qin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the fast-shooting feather arrows, and shouted angrily. The more than 30-foot-long smoke-cloud spear in his hand danced wildly, and in an instant, all those rain-like feather arrows were shot down.

These practitioners were restrained by Qin Yi, and Xia Jiuyou above was carrying Xun'er and rushing up with all his strength.

Without any interference, she was so fast that it was amazing. In a few blinks, she rushed up dozens of stone steps.

Qin Yi looked down and found that not only Yan Mei Niang had released seven spirit crows to help in the battle, but Yan Zhuxin also released more than a hundred blood saint ghost wolves in the blood jade painting.

Yan Mei Niang and Chen De Bo were strong, but they only had five people, while the other side had more than 20 people. The enemy was outnumbered, and if they did not use Ling Wu and Blood Saint Ghost Wolf, they would not have a chance of winning.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

The more than 100 Blood Saint Ghost Wolves, under the command of Yan Zhuxin, formed a huge torrent and rushed towards Ling Zhao and other practitioners frantically.

The whole central ladder was shaking in the earthquake.

"Damn it, how come so many Blood Saint Ghost Wolves appeared all of a sudden?"

"What the hell is that girl holding?"

Looking at the bloody mouth and the blood saint ghost wolf with a body as big as a house, rushing over like a torrent, the practitioners exclaimed.

These Blood Saint Ghost Wolves were somewhat weaker than the practitioners on the second floor.

But they won in number. So many Blood Saint Ghost Wolves suddenly appeared and rushed over at a torrent-like speed, instantly knocking dozens of practitioners such as Ling Zhao to the ground.

Kill!

Taking advantage of the chaos of the cultivators such as Ling Zhao, Yan Mei Niang and the other five rushed over quickly.

In the midst of the swords and shadows, three cultivators were killed immediately, and seven cultivators were knocked down hundreds of stone steps.

What was ridiculous was that among the seven cultivators who were knocked down, Ling Zhao, who had been knocked down by Yan Mei Niang once before, was also among them.

At this moment, he was so angry that his lungs exploded: "Yan Mei Niang, you bastard, I must kill you!"

Seeing that Yan Mei Niang and others were far less in number than the other party, but they were not at a disadvantage, Qin Yi above was completely relieved and no longer paid much attention to their battle.

"Bang!"

He stomped his foot hard on the stone steps, and the entire huge central ladder was almost broken under his foot.

With the help of this stomping force, Qin Yi held the Yanyun Long Spear and rushed forward at a high speed, sweeping the Yanyun Long Spear of more than 30 feet with all his strength.

In the blink of an eye, several more practitioners were swept down hundreds of stone steps.

"Kill him!"

The remaining practitioners roared together, holding their weapons, and rushed towards Qin Yi like crazy.

"Ping ping pong!"

In an instant, Qin Yi was fighting with all the practitioners.

This group of practitioners who originally wanted to kill Xia Jiuyou and Xun'er had more than 20 people, but at this moment, Qin Yi was the only one who resisted them. For a moment, he was not defeated.

"Qin Yi, this kid, is really amazing in combat power. Could it be that he really has a previous life, or is he really a reincarnated killing god?"

The blood ghost who was sprinting at full speed above heard the earth-shaking fighting sound below, paused, turned around, and looked at Qin Yi who had fought against more than 20 practitioners with his own strength, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

When his eyes touched Yan Zhuxin taking out the totem of the Yan clan and releasing a large number of blood-sacred ghost wolves to fight, the corners of Blood Ghost's mouth twitched again, and in his mind, he suddenly thought of Yan Shao.

In the past, the blood jade painting had always been in the hands of Yan Shao, but now, it has been transferred to Yan Zhuxin's hands, and she can control a large number of blood-sacred ghost wolves at will to fight for her.

"Humph!"

Blood Ghost snorted coldly: "Sooner or later, I will tear you people to pieces!"

Then, with his heart filled with sadness and anger, he couldn't help but quickly reach out his thick blood arm towards Xia Jiuyou and Xun'er who were sprinting at full speed above.

"Huh..."

Now the bloody palm of the blood ghost has reached a width of more than ten feet, like a bloody palm leaf fan, which brought up a gust of wind and slapped Xia Jiuyou and Xun'er above.

Feeling the huge wave of murderous intent suddenly surging from below, Xia Jiuyou carried Xun'er and quickly dodged to the side.

"Bang!"

The huge bloody palm of the blood ghost suddenly hit nothing and hit the stone steps with a loud noise.

"Blood ghost, you evil existence, you are looking for death!"

Amid the cry, Xun'er on Xia Jiuyou's back suddenly appeared a pink half-moon scimitar behind her. Under Xun'er's mind, she rotated and slashed at the blood ghost at a high speed.

During the slashing process, the pink half-moon scimitar grew rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it became more than ten feet long.

"Swish!"

The pink wide half-moon scimitar cleanly cut the head of the blood ghost and flew away.

However

The next moment.

On the neck of the blood ghost, a new head appeared in an instant: "Little girl, you are too naive to want to kill me."

This...

Xun'er was stunned on Xia Jiuyou's back, her attractive rosy little mouth opened in surprise.

She had heard of the blood ghost a long time ago, that it had broken through the boundary of life and death and became an immortal existence. When she saw it this time, she found that this scene was so thrilling.