Qin Cheng was like a god of war, suspended in the sky, his cold gaze seemed to have solidified, looking down at the only two people left.

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth for a moment.

Shi Yu's eyes were a little dull and his fingers trembled slightly.

All dead?

The purpose of finding so many Jihuo Sect monks to help me with my fists was to deal with Su Wan's possible guardian elders, so that they would be foolproof.

But the protector elder was too careless, and as a result, when Qin Cheng took action, all these guys died?

He couldn't believe it, was this Qin Cheng's true strength? He was clearly only at the fourth level of the Fusion Realm.

Shi Yu had always looked down on Qin Cheng before, even though Qin Cheng revealed his treasure ship and his relationship with Moon Appreciation Pavilion, and resolved the Zeng family's troubles.

But Shi Yu is still confident that he far surpasses Qin Cheng in terms of strength.

But if you think about it now, do you really have the ability to kill so many Fusion Realm monks in such a short period of time, and do it so neatly and without any sloppiness?

"Illusion, this must be illusion. This guy is proficient in formations. This is a magic formation method, right?" Shi Yu shouted unwillingly.

"Is it an illusion?" Yin Yuelin was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw the blood raining all over the sky. He stretched out his hand to catch it, and the blood fell into his palm. It was moist and sticky. The touch was clearly blood.

"It's a bullshit illusion. Mr. Shi, please wake up."

These subordinates of mine were really killed by Qin Cheng, by a fourth-level Fusion Realm monk who chopped melons and vegetables!

The corners of Yin Yuelin's mouth twitched, and his expression became even more ugly. The dead and injured were all his men, or the forces that supported him.

In the Jihuo Sect, all the people on his side, who had cultivated power for hundreds of years, died at the hands of Qin Cheng.

He glared at Shi Yu angrily, his heart filled with anger.

Is this what you call average strength, just a master of formations?

What kind of formation master can kill more than a dozen Fusion Realm experts in a dozen breaths without setting up a formation?

What kind of bullshit illusion, what kind of powerful illusion array, can instantly make a dozen strong people in the Fusion Realm fall into it without having time to set up the array.

"Fellow Daoist Shi Yu, please wake up. The current situation is already a fight to the death. We must join forces to kill him." Yin Yuelin gave a low drink. Seeing Shi Yu's look, he was so angry that he gave Shi Yu a blow.

slap.

This loud slap helped Shi Yu recover from his loss.

"Kill, you are right, he must be killed."

Shi Yu gritted his teeth and understood that it was impossible to be kind at this time.

To sneak attack on the Saint of the Extreme Ice Palace and the disciple of the Palace Master is a grave crime in itself.

Moreover, Qin Cheng made it clear that if he didn't fight back if he used real fire, Qin Cheng would kill him.

"You are at the pinnacle of the Fusion Realm, and I am at the ninth level of the Fusion Realm. Working together, you and I are not what those subordinates can match." Shi Yu regained his confidence.

Even if he is not Qin Cheng's opponent, adding Yin Yuelin, wouldn't it be enough to kill him?

"You can help me, no one can hold back, treat him as if he is at the peak of the Fusion Realm."

Qin Cheng's attack just now made Yin Yuelin's scalp numb.

The various methods used to deal with it are too shocking, not inferior to any monk at the peak of the Fusion Realm.

Holding back at this time is simply courting death.

Phew!

Yin Yuelin and Shi Yu, one on the left and the other on the right, suddenly flew up and rushed towards Qincheng.

Yin Yuelin shouted loudly, and his palms filled with endless flames, rising into the sky like a fountain rising into the sky, turning into three red fire dragons and three pure black fire dragons.

The overwhelming scorching heat hit all directions. Obviously, these six fire dragons were all condensed by the ultimate fire.

As a highly regarded elder of the Extreme Fire Sect, Yin Yuelin controls two kinds of ultimate fire, which is more powerful than the powerful ones from the Extreme Fire Sect that Qin Cheng has encountered before.

On the other side, Shi Yu also drew out his black long sword, and countless evil ghosts filled the surrounding area. The place where he was was like a black cloud, and the sounds of evil ghosts crying and howling were everywhere, penetrating the eardrums.

"Die!"

Yin Yuelin took the lead, and six fire dragons descended from the sky, letting out a shocking roar. Their huge bodies crashed down like waterfalls, roaring towards Qin City.

In response to this, Qin Cheng remained expressionless and used the Qiankun Shifting Technique, bypassing the first blow of the fire dragons and rushing towards Yin Yuelin.

"You treat me like the men you killed, so arrogant!"

Yin Yuelin roared with anger. Qin Cheng's behavior was completely contemptuous of his behavior.

He made a seal with both hands, and six fire dragons chased him. They were very fast and fell behind Qin Cheng in the blink of an eye.

"Crush him for me."

Yin Yuelin shouted loudly, and the six fire dragons opened their mouths and engulfed Qin Cheng.

At the same time, Qin Cheng shot a spiritual light towards Yin Yuelin.

"Huh, if I take a move from you, you will die too."

Yin Yuelin sensed that the spiritual energy was not strong, and it was not the poisonous insect technique that he was extremely afraid of, so he snorted coldly.

Continue to play magic tricks and control the fire dragon to devour Qincheng.

The sea of ​​fire rolled, and Qin Cheng's figure instantly disappeared among the giant dragons.

"Are you dead?" Yin Yuelin frowned, and the aura from Qin Cheng also fell on his outer protective shield.

With a bang, the spiritual light penetrated the light curtain and hit Yin Yuelin.

Yin Yuelin's pupils shrank, and within this spiritual light was a puppet with a metallic luster all over its body.

His strength has reached the peak of the Fusion Realm.

Snap!

The puppet landed in front of Yin Yuelin, spread out its arms, and suddenly clamped down on Yin Yuelin.

At the same time, in the sea of ​​fire, six fire dragons let out frightened roars one after another, and their bodies continued to explode.

In Yin Yuelin's disbelieving eyes, Qin Cheng, who was surrounded by five kinds of fire auras, was like a flaming war god, stepping out of the sea of ​​fire step by step.

This step seemed extremely slow, and he immediately rushed towards Yin Yuelin.

"There are five types of ultimate fire, but our sect master only has seven types of ultimate fire, and there are actually red fire and black fire inside. Where did you get this thing from?"

Yin Yuelin was shocked and struggled to break away from the puppet.

However, even if a puppet at the peak of the Fusion Realm is not as good as a real monk, it can still trap the opponent at all costs in a short period of time.

Unable to break free, Yin Yuelin was so anxious that he spat out a mouthful of life-saving blood.

The blood spilled into the sky and instantly turned into a black mist. In this black mist, there were thousands of black poisonous needles, each of which was extremely long and sharp, making people's hearts tremble.

Like a heavy rain, it shot out towards Qincheng.

This is Yin Yuelin's biggest life-saving means. These seemingly inconspicuous poisonous needles are actually ancient treasures that can be penetrated by everything in the world.

If Qin Cheng did not dodge, these poisonous needles would pass through Qin Cheng instantly.

This time is enough time to break free from this damn puppet.

However, what drove Yin Yuelin crazy was that when Qin Cheng faced the poisonous needle he shot, he did not dodge or dodge, and just moved forward indomitably.

These poisonous needles exude such a shocking aura, why does Qin Cheng dare not avoid them?

Puff puff puff!
Chapter completed!