Chapter 7: Dying, it doesn't exist

"Is this the power of the innate warrior?

Sure enough, it's not a level, but I, Qin Yi, is not so easy to kill! "

Qin Yi's face remained calm and whispered.

"Puff!"

The sound of the sword qi penetrating the flesh and blood sounded, and with Qin Yi's figure, he flew backwards.

"boom!"

Qin Yi's body slammed into the bookshelf, the bookshelf collapsed, and the books on it were scattered, burying Qin Yi all at once.

"Pity!"

Baihua Langjun stood with his hands behind, looking at Qin Yi who was buried after falling to the ground, shaking his head and sighing.

Then, just as Baihua Langjun stepped forward to check the situation, he was stunned by a strange sound.

"Wow!"

I saw the pile of books covering Qin Yi suddenly scattered.

A palm stretched out from it, and it was Qin Yi's palm!

"Ok?"

Baihua Langjun frowned and looked at Qin Yi in surprise and doubt.

"Ahem!"

Qin Yi clutched his left arm and stood up from the pile of books, his face pale and blood was vomiting at the mouth.

Baihua Langjun's must-kill move actually only abolished Qin Yi's left arm and did not kill Qin Yi.

It turned out that Qin Yi couldn't do anything about it. In the end, he tried his best to dodge, and this was a dangerous and dangerous escape.

"interesting!"

Baihua Langjun's eyes flickered, and he became more and more interested in the nine princes.

Baihua Langjun naturally knew the power of his trick, but he didn't expect that the nine princes who had been cultivated to the level of the acquired five levels would avoid him. How could this not surprise him.

But that's it!

He has already taken action and will surely return with the head of the nine princes!

Baihua Langjun's eyes were cold, and he was about to make a move, but he saw the Ninth Prince on the opposite side suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, showing a slight smile!

"Why are you laughing!"

Baihua Langjun said angrily.

Baihua Langjun was quite dissatisfied with the original trick that did not win Qin Yi.

Now the smile at the corner of Qin Yi's mouth made him even more angry.

His appreciation of Qin Yi has already been thrown out of the sky by him.

"I want you to die!"

Baihua Langjun said angrily, about to make a move, beheading Qin Yi.

When they saw it, Qin Yi chuckled, "You have no chance!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Baihua Langjun was taken aback and did not understand what Qin Yi meant.

"Master means you have no chance!"

At this moment, Baihua Langjun heard a cold and murderous voice.

"Ok?"

Baihua Langjun was shocked, and he knew not well.

A sharp blade of light flashed, cutting through the sky, and attacking him from the right side!

The speed of the knife is too fast for people to react.

Fortunately, Baihua Langjun, as a veteran congenital warrior, had rich combat experience and had an extremely quick response on the spot, so he quickly turned sideways.

The light of the knife almost wiped Baihua Langjun's face, and the tip of the knife even cut off Baihua Langjun's hair.

Baihua Langjun saw clearly that there was a cold man wearing a black robe and holding a weird long knife in front of him.

It was the innate martial artist he had noticed before.

"Dare to hurt Young Master, you deserve to die!"

Bai Zai held the Zhanpaku Knife in one hand, with indifferent eyes, looking at Baihua Langjun with murderous intent.

In Bai Zai's heart, he was terrified. If he hadn't heard the movement and rushed over, the young master's life would be in danger.

This person actually hurt the young master, and almost hurt the young master's life.

It is an unforgivable sin!

Then, he can only pay for it with his life!