After Yan Baye spit out the white jade bead, the originally black long hair was dyed with white frost, and his smooth and fair skin became old, as if the bead had taken away his youth for decades!

"Big brother, you gave me this bead back then, which helped me improve my cultivation of Yijiazi, and only then did I succeed in the way of the sword!"

"I can't kill you for Xiao Yu in this life, but I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, breaking the sword today, it means that you and I will break off our righteousness, and I will not meet in the next life!"

Yan Baye looked at the direction of Kunlun Mountain from afar and read softly.

Qin Yi was not in a hurry to make a move, because his opponent had been begging for death from the beginning!

"My sword is the spirit of my life, which can destroy gods, can break the body, and disappear without a trace, few people in the world can stop it, even my eldest brother dare not underestimate it!"

"If you can stop it, it is your creation, if you can't stop it, it is your life!"

Yan Baye turned around, and his old face showed the last trace of battle intent.

"Come on!" Qin Yi raised his hand and said indifferently.

"The sky is gone, and there is no lone star!"

"Lone Star Break!"

Yan Baye's white hair is fluttering, standing on top of the palace tower, overlooking the world and those ants in the courtyard, almost like a feathered true immortal!

"Lone Star Break!"

"Starling, starling, why are you suffering......"

Yan Niang's tears are like rain, as soon as this trick comes out, Yan Baye will definitely die no matter whether he succeeds or fails, he is really begging for death!

Why is this happening, a good wedding will be the finale of the eighth master, Yan Niang let the tears blur her eyes, but she didn't dare to blink, because she was afraid of missing the last glory of the eighth master.

This master of the outer gate of the Yan family, who was high in the eyes of outsiders, could finally unload his humiliation and baggage and go away.

Yan Baye's eyebrows rose and fell violently, and suddenly, a white star flew out from the Yin Hall, rushing straight into the nine skies, turning into nothingness.

The lone star has no trace, immortal and indestructible!

Qin Yi could feel that the spirit of Yan Baye in front of him was completely taken away by that lone star, and all that was left was a trace of obsession.

People are dead, but the sword moves are still there!

No one knew where the Primordial Sword that had gathered his life's essence had flown to!

Qin Yi was no exception, his divine sense was triggered to the extreme, and he wanted to gain insight into the movements of the Lone Star Magic Sword, but there was no feedback, but the killing intent that hated the sky and the earth still existed in the void!

Sou!

The void had a snow-white glow, the light of which was only an inch in size at first, and when it came closer, it was as if the whole world had become a desperately pure white.

That kind of white is boundless, and can penetrate the deepest feelings in people's hearts!

This sword is also known as Lone Star Hate, hates the sky and hates the earth, who can not have a few hateful things in a person's life?

All the people present at the time were all moved by this hatred, or they were stupid or painful, or laughing or crying, all of them were intoxicated and couldn't extricate themselves.

Does Qin Yi have hatred?

Of course, Yan Dongyang, the murderer who once killed his whole family, was in this scene at the moment, he thought of all kinds of tragedies in his previous life, and there was no more white in front of him, instead of the bloody red of the year!

Kill!

Kill!

"Yan Dongyang!"

Qin Yi's heart was full of hatred, his eyes were extremely blood-red, and he flew towards Yan Dongyang.

The four young men of the Yan family were not affected by this distraction, as the son of the martial god, except for Beiyang, who was not good at martial arts, the other three were also top masters, and at the same time, they had the best self-defense weapons in the world.

Moreover, the Martial God knew the power of the Lone Star Sword Technique, and had already blessed the soul of the four sons, so as not to be broken by the Eighth Master in the future, so that these four people were the only ones in the field who could still be sober.

Yan Dongyang looked at Qin Yi who flew over, he was stupid, he had never seen such a terrifying person, it was like a wild beast, as if it was going to tear him to pieces.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Yan Dongyang roared.

The other three were also overjoyed, Yan Dongyang was the most favored and most powerful eldest son of the Yan family, he was going to die, and the opportunity for the other three to take the throne came.

Qin Yi was angry and struck a million catties of divine power, Yan Dongyang was like an ant at the feet of an elephant, no matter how powerful he was, he could not be stronger than a mid-stage martial artist of divine refining, under the crisis, he took out a scarecrow from his pocket and threw it at Qin Yi.

Rumble!

Yan Dongyang flew out, Qin Yi didn't expect that the enemy he had hated for 10,000 years would die so easily in his hands, and he was a little numb for a while.

After a closer look, I found that the guy lying on the ground turned out to be a puppet made of divine wood!

There was a trace of blood on the corner of the real Yan Dongyang's mouth, and he had already rushed into the main hall!

Damn it!

Qin Yi didn't expect that the Yan family would also use puppetry, so he chased after him when he flew away, but he caught up with Yan Dongyang in the blink of an eye.

Yan Dongyang knew that he couldn't escape, and he looked up to the sky and let out a roar: "The sky is going to kill me!" ”

"Yan Dongyang, take your life."

Qin Yi pointed five fingers, took the heavy sword in his hand, and shone on Yan Dongyang's back, and was about to throw it with earth-shattering divine power!

However, there was a whimpering and mournful sound in my ears!

Qin Yi only felt that a burst of energy suddenly pierced through the Netherworld Battle Armor and submerged into his body!

It's the Lone Star Sword!

It was an earth-shattering murderous aura that could pierce through the Nether Battle Armor, which showed the domineering nature of its power!

As soon as the sword qi entered his body, Qin Yi came to his senses, knowing that he was secretly screaming badly, knowing that he was still confused by the sword spirit and fell into a dead place.

Fortunately, the sword qi did not penetrate his heart, but turned into a white ice bead and swooped into the dantian.

"Huh?"

Qin Yi was extremely puzzled.

"You've lost!"

With the support of Yan Niang and Pu Jia, Yan Baye walked up the steps of the main hall and said weakly.

Qin Yi did not deny that if Yan Baye was about to kill him just now, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured, and it would be difficult to escape the pursuit of the Yan family.

The number one master of the northern outer gate, a fatal blow, he still couldn't dodge it after all.

"Today is the day of my wedding, and I don't want to see blood again!"

"Pu Jia, Nameless can go to Longtan alone for you, this love is higher than the sky, you can go with him."

Yan Baye was angry.

"Yan Niang, you all go down, pass on my order, and let them go, but if there are those who don't obey, the Eight Desolations will be killed!" Yan Baye turned his head and commanded again.

"Eighth Master, thank you!"

"May we be friends and confidants in the next life!"

Pu Jia bent down to thank the poor strong man Yingying with red eyes, then glanced at Qin Yi and retreated with Yan Niang.

The doors of the main hall were closed.

"Is it worth it?" Qin Yi frowned.

"It's worth it, I won't kill you anyway! A person like you can never have a life, Martial God and I both know where you come from, believe me Kunlun is not as simple as you think! ”

"Even if King Qin Guang is reborn, it will be impossible to defeat my eldest brother and crush Kunlun in two years."

"I don't want to fight to the death with you, because something requires you!"

Yan Baye had no strength to stand, lying on a large chair covered with red mandarin duck cloth, closing his eyes and smiling.

"If you ask me, I may not agree to you!" Qin Yi said calmly.

"You will!" Yan Baye nodded affirmatively.

(End of chapter)