Lin Yi looked at the overwhelming light of the light green sword that swept across the sky and smiled faintly.

With a thought, the Ziyang Sword jumped into his palm, and a dragon roar resounded through the nine heavens!

Lin Yi held the Ziyang Sword in his hand and gently drew a circle in front of him.

In an instant, the sword light that was whistling over the sky was sucked into the circle as soon as it approached Lin Yi.

The circle is centered on Lin Yi and begins to expand rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it swept a hundred feet in a radius and is still expanding rapidly.

"Sword of Death! This is Lin Yi's ultimate skill - Sword of Death!"

A monk exclaimed.

"Rumored that Lin Yi's ultimate skill, the Sword of Death, is always invincible, and no one can block his sword."

Some monks stumbled their tongues.

In front of everyone, Lin Yi picked up the circle drawn with his sword, swept across a thousand feet in a blink of an eye.

Inside the circle, there was dead silence, no light, no sound, and no sword light.

The sword lights that Qin Nantu cut out with all his strength were like muddy bulls entering the sea, all disappeared without a trace.

Qin Nantu was shocked again.

If he is not Lin Yi's opponent, he can still accept it. After all, Lin Yi is using the Saint Ancestor's boxing skills.

However, he still had a disadvantage in front of Lin Yi, which he could not accept no matter what.

"Isn't it very strange? Why can I resolve the sword light you cut out?"

Lin Yi showed a smile on his lips, looked at Qin Nantu and joked: "That's because the sword I used came from, the last move - the ultimate killing sword..."

Speaking of this, Lin Yi suddenly stopped.

He smiled and looked at Qin Nantu who was shocked and laughed and said, "Qin Nantu, as the leader of the Qin Feng Sect, don't tell me that you have never practiced this sword."

“…”

Qin Nantu almost burst into breath!

His grandma is a bear! I haven’t practiced it before. You just slashed out a sword and insisted that it was our Saint Clan’s sword technique. Idiots replied!

"Lin Yi, don't show off your verbal advantage! Today, I, Qin Nantu, will kill you!"

Qin Nantu restrained his arrogance and suddenly became extremely calm, terrifyingly calm.

He stared at Lin Yi, and the sword of the Death God in his hand slashed out again.

The sword had no light at all, and it looked plain, but wherever the light blade passed, the void was shattered.

This time, Lin Yi finally began to face up to Qin Nantu's sword.

But it's just a face-to-face.

Looking at Qin Nantu slashing out the sword, Lin Yi suddenly laughed. He nodded and said, "No, it's a bit of the essence of a killer sword, but it's still too weak."

After saying that, Lin Yi raised his hand and pushed the Ziyang Sword forward gently.

That's right, pushing forward.

In an instant, a mountain of swords suddenly appeared in the void.

Layers and densely packed, like all the swords of the entire Holy Martial Continent gather here.

If the head of the Nangong family was here, he would definitely be so shocked that he would suck in the air when he saw this scene.

Because Lin Yi pushed the sword forward, and the sword mountain formed in the void was as solid as the essence, its number and scale were dozens of times that of the sword mountain of Nangong Shijia.

Jianshan happened to face the sword light that Qin Nantu slashed. Qin Nantu suddenly felt the sword of the Death God in his hand sinking suddenly, and he couldn't escape.

He was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat.

Lin Yi looked at him with a smile, as if the master pointed out his disciple, and said, "This is the second move I have realized. How do I feel when I have a sword that is folded into words? Can I still bear it?"

Qin Nantu heard this and was so angry that he was so angry!

He tried his best to finally retract the Sword of Death, but after a moment of close confrontation, he almost exhausted his entire body of energy.

"Lin Yi! Close your stinky mouth! I vow to kill you, and cut off your mouth first and feed it to the dog!"

Qin Nantu's eyes were red, his beard was angry and he said, gritting his teeth.

Lin Yi shook his head gently, smiled slightly, and said, "You guy, you are so humble. I'm here to give you some advice, but you are obsessed with it. It seems that your death is not far away."

"Ahhh! Don't pretend to be mostly garlic here! Today is either you die or I die! Lin Yi, come and take your life!!!"

Qin Nantu roared and stimulated all the vitality in his body, holding the sword of the God of Death in his hand, the human and sword were united, and rushed towards Lin Yi frantically.

Lin Yi smiled slightly and looked at Qin Nantu approaching him quickly. He did not resist and allowed Qin Nantu to rush into him one thousand meters...500 meters...300 meters!

At this moment, Lin Yi suddenly moved.

The thoughts move.

In an instant, within a radius of a hundred feet, it turned into a confined area.

Qin Nantu was trapped in the confinement realm and was immediately shocked.

“Is this your field?”

Qin Nantu is incredible.

"Congratulations, you've answered correctly. This is my confinement realm. Anyone who enters my realm will be dominated by me."

After Lin Yi said that, he quickly closed the field and immediately, the void that had already led Qin Nan into the quagmire fell into the mud became more viscous and heavier again.

At this time, Qin Nantu was like an ant falling into a spider web. No matter how hard he struggled, he could never escape Lin Yi's confinement.

In the end, Qin Nantu stopped struggling. He stared at Lin Yi, sneered twice, and said, "Lin Yi, to be honest, who are you?"

Lin Yi smiled faintly, looked down at Qin Nantu, who had become the belly on the chopping board, and suddenly opened his mouth and said a few words to him.

In an instant, Qin Nantu felt like he was struck by lightning!

His eyes were wide open, because he was too shocked and shocked. The corners of his eyes and mouth kept shaking, and he shook his head desperately.

"This is impossible! You are definitely not him..."

"You are wrong, I am him. Ten thousand years later, I came for revenge."

Lin Yi looked down at Qin Nantu and smiled faintly: "Die."

In an instant, Lin Yi's divine consciousness transformed into a line and swept towards Qin Nantu.

"Ah no—"

Qin Nantu let out an unwilling roar, and his body suddenly turned into a blood mist.

His soul quickly escaped from his body, trying to escape from Lin Yi's confinement realm, but he bumped into a green copper tripod.

The green copper tripod emitted a terrible suction force, sucking Qin Nantu's soul into the tripod, and then the green tripod disappeared.

It was not until this time that Lin Yi breathed a long sigh.

At this moment, everyone in the Mingzhu Sect, Snow Country, and Thunder Clan behind him were all in agitation!

In sharp contrast to this are the Qin Feng elders and Qin Feng disciples of Qin Feng.

"The Sect Master...he...he actually lost to Lin Yi?!"

A gray-bearded elder said with a trembling voice.

"Impossible...not real...this is definitely not real! An illusion! It must be an illusion! How could the sect leader fail?"

A disciple of Qin Feng roared hysterically.

At this moment.

Qin Fengzong fell into chaos.

Qin Nantu was killed, Qin Fengzong had no leader, and Qin Fengshan guarding formation began to become turbulent.
Chapter completed!