3510: C3510 Tool Man

C3510 Tool Man

If this maid is not a member of the Three-Headed Panmao, then there is a possibility of avoiding this conflict.

But if this female servant was the patriarch of the Three-Headed Pan Mastiff Clan and Chu Tiangang was killed by Qin Yi, there was no possibility of avoiding this conflict.

"Brother Xu, do you think this female servant is from the Three-Headed Pan Ao Clan?"

The azure-clothed genius looked at the Qilin Race genius beside him and asked.

He knew that this good friend of his was a member of the Qilin Race's Intelligence Department, and his information network was far superior to his.

"As far as I know, this matter was instigated by Young Master Xiaotian, Young Master Yu, and a few others. With Young Master Xiaotian's personality, he would definitely not do something unprepared. "

This genius of the Qilin Race thought for a moment, but didn't choose to say it directly.

But his meaning was already very clear to the green-clothed pride.

Chu Xiaotian and the others must have accurate information before making a move. In other words, the female servant beside Qin Yi was most likely a member of the Three-Headed Panmao Race.

"What is this giant from the Eastern Border Realm trying to do?"

The azure-clothed genius couldn't help but complain.

Didn't this giant know about the blood feud between the Qilin Race and the Three-Headed Pan Ao Race? The conflict between the two was almost irresolvable.

Even if the Qilin Race clansmen had connections with the Three-Headed Panmao Race, they would be directly convicted by the higher ups of the Qilin Race.

Needless to say, an expert from a foreign power had brought a Three-Headed Pan Ao clansman into the inner parts of Qilin Mountain.

This was simply challenging the bottom line of the Qilin Race!

In the beginning, the azure-clothed genius didn't think that this overlord from the Eastern Border Realm was a fool. At this time, he somewhat agreed with this idea.

If he wasn't a fool, why would he do such an irrational thing?

Just as the geniuses were discussing amongst themselves, the situation on the scene changed once again.

When the Qilin Race's overlords appeared, they divided themselves into different parts of the void, forming some kind of formation to seal off all the escape routes of Qin Yi.

Qin Yi only glanced at them indifferently and did not stop them.

A group of giants of the Seventh Realm was not worth his attention. If he wanted to barge in, these giants really could not stop him.

"Damn it!"

The Ninth Elder looked at Qin Yi's indifferent attitude. The anger in his heart was even greater, but he did not dare to act rashly again.

The strength that Qin Yi displayed just now forced him to be careful.

At this time, he also knew that Qin Yi's strength was far above his. Even if Qin Yi showed his cultivation on the surface, he didn't even have a Fourth Stage.

However, the threat that Qin Yi gave him was real, so he did not dare to underestimate him at all.

"Brother Jiu, how do you feel?"

The Tenth Elder of the Qilin Race asked the Ninth Elder with concern.

"It's fine. Everyone, be careful. This kid seems to be cultivating the Dao of Slaughter. His strength cannot be underestimated. "

The ninth elder waved his hand, and with a solemn expression, he warned the other overlords.

"The Dao of Slaughter?"

Upon hearing this, the hearts of the Qilin Race overlords froze. Only now did they understand why the Ninth Elder had almost fallen into Qin Yi's hands.

Every single one of them who cultivated the Dao of Slaughter was an out-and-out madman. They had walked out from countless massacres and cultivated with killing as their cultivation base. Their combat strength stood firmly at the forefront amongst cultivators of the same cultivation realm.

Fighting one against two, fighting one against three, for cultivators who cultivated the Dao of Slaughter, it was basically as common as eating and drinking.

Ninth Elder cultivated the Dao of Profound Water, and his advantage was in his powerful origin energy. His combat strength wasn't weak, but compared to cultivators who cultivated the Dao of Slaughter, he was still a bit weaker.

However, no matter how strong this person's combat strength was, he still did not have the qualifications to behave atrociously in the Qilin Race!

"Sir, I respect your strength, and I have no intention of having a conflict with you. However, don't you think it's a bit too much for you to kill a genius of my Qilin Race?"

The Tenth Elder's expression turned solemn as he coldly questioned Qin Yi.

"Is it too much? I don't think so. "

Qin Yi's expression was calm. He didn't think that this was going too far.

Chu Tiangang heavily injured Qin Yaya. It was very reasonable for him to kill her. If he really went too far, how could the geniuses of the Qilin Race still be alive and kicking?

"Sir, you are too presumptuous!"

The Tenth Elder's anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and his killing intent towards Qin Yi became stronger and stronger.

"Kacha!"

He moved slightly, and a strange sound burst out from his body. The sound of bones rubbing against each other sounded like metal colliding with each other. His vital energy and blood surged like a huge wave, hitting the air.

The vast and powerful blood and Qi surged into the sky like a mountain or a sea. It carried the fist intent that suppressed the universe and swept across the void and the universe.

In an instant, it dyed the space within a radius of ten thousand miles crimson.

Blood dyed the sky red, qi suppressing the universe!

"Dao fist?"

Qin Yi's eyes lit up slightly, and his interest was piqued.

This Tenth Elder was clearly an overlord who cultivated the fist. Although his cultivation base was ordinary, his comprehension of the fist was extraordinary.

With just a bit of comprehension, he gained quite a bit.

Qin Yi's fist technique, Sword Dao, and the other two were the foundation that supported the The Great Way of The Emperor. If he wanted to push the cultivation of the The Great Way of The Emperor, he had to push the cultivation of the fist technique and the other two.

He naturally wouldn't let go of the chance to learn the fist technique from the other big shots.

"Buzzing ~"

With a thought, Qin Yi immediately drew out a strand of the Immortal Slaying Gourd's killing aura and charged towards the Tenth Elder of the Qilin Race.

"Good timing!"

The Tenth Elder sensed something and shouted. The blood and Qi behind him rolled down and collided with the Dao of Slaughter of the Immortal Execution Gourd.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, the power of the two collided tens of thousands of times.

Of course, the one who was at a disadvantage was obviously the Tenth Elder.2

His face was flushed red. This was the sign of his blood boiling.

He did not dare to be neglectful anymore. He took nine steps in a row. With every step he took, his aura would rise by a level.

When he took nine steps, the Blood Qi and Fist Will around him boiled to the extreme like boiling oil.

Horrifying phenomena such as the scorching sun burning the sea, the True Dragon soaring into the sky, the Qilin treading on the moon, and so on appeared behind him.

One by one, nomological laws appeared out of thin air and hovered around the Tenth Elder.

Under the enhancement of these phenomena and laws, the Tenth Elder was able to contend with Qin Yi and remain undefeated.

"Not bad, Secret Arts. "

Qin Yi's eyes remained calm as he commented indifferently.

It seemed like he was on par with the Tenth Elder in the current situation. In fact, this was a situation that he had deliberately maintained.

The Tenth Elder was barely able to contend against him. After repeated collisions, he continued to absorb the Tenth Elder's insights into the Dao of the Fist, turning them into his own insights into the Dao of the Fist.

If it wasn't for the fact that he valued the tenth elder's insights into the fist, as long as he used another strand of the Immortal Sundering Gourd's killing dao aura, the tenth elder would have most likely been defeated a long time ago.

He didn't know if the Tenth Elder, who was barely holding on, would be so depressed that he would vomit blood after knowing that he had become a tool for Qin Yi to practice his fist art.

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