Supreme Sovereign

"How is it possible? Why are you not affected at all by my roar from the abyss?"

Ding Hao already knew that it would be futile to continue like this. He immediately stopped his moves and looked at Qin Yi. In his eyes, in addition to confusion and anger, there was also an unconfident dodge.

Qin Yi smiled calmly and said, "Is this strange? It's just that your tricks are too low-level and have no effect on me."

Abyss Giant Roar, the unique skill of the Holy Valley of the Abyss. Qin Yi had already seen it when he faced Gu Yuncang.

At that time, the impact of the abyss roar on Qin Yi was minimal. What's more, Qin Yi was mentally prepared and took precautions early.

Ding Hao, who had always been extremely calm, was suppressed by Qin Yi one after another, and cracks finally appeared in his mentality.

As a genius of the Holy Valley of the Abyss, although he is not the top among the sect, he is still an extremely outstanding existence.

In the sect, he has never been suppressed to this extent. Even when he met Gao Lin from the Luofu Sect and Xu Qing from the Jinghua Palace, he was able to compete with those two by his own means.

But now, the guy in front of him obviously does not belong to any of these two major forces. He was just an ant that they despised as prey, but he cracked the tricks he was proud of one after another.

"Who are you? Are you a genius from other fields who came here to act like a pig and eat the tiger, trying to make trouble?"

After asking this question, for some reason, Ding Hao desperately hoped to get a positive answer from Qin Yi.

Because only in this way can Ding Hao restore the ridiculous self-esteem in his heart.

On the other hand, Qin Yi's ability has already made Ding Hao fearful. Although he still had some trump cards that he had not yet used, he was unwilling to continue fighting Qin Yi to death.

After all, during the trial on Demon Spirit Island, his biggest opponents were still Gao Lin and Xu Qing. Fight with this person, let alone win. In the end, the heavy losses were obvious.

Naturally, he was worried that his vitality would be severely damaged, leaving Gao Lin and Xu Qing to reap the benefits.

As long as Qin Yi gives a positive answer, Ding Hao will immediately borrow the donkey from Poxia and turn enemies into friends with Qin Yi.

He even wanted to win over Qin Yi and use Qin Yi to deal with the other two people.

In terms of scheming, among the three people with the same name, Ding Hao is definitely the most cunning. Even Xu Qing, who is famous for his resourcefulness in Jinghua Palace, can only be compared with Ding Hao in terms of scheming others.

Qin Yi seemed to have penetrated Ding Hao's mind. He smiled teasingly and replied: "You have tried so hard to find out where I came from. Do you want to borrow the donkey from Poxia? Then turn the conflict into friendship? Don't you think that at this moment, you have such thoughts? , Don’t you think it’s too naive?”

The shame of having his thoughts exposed by Qin Yi, coupled with the anger of being despised by Qin Yi, made Ding Hao's emotions explode like a dynamite barrel that caught fire: "You idiot who doesn't know what is good! Do you think that I really do? Aren't you afraid? Since you don't know what to do, just go and die in peace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Hao took out a set of talismans from the storage ring. With a flash of light, the talisman transformed into the shape of armor and instantly disappeared into Ding Hao's body.

Then, a big knife appeared in Ding Hao's hand. The blade has a perfect arc, and there is a long blood groove in the middle. It is murderous and cold light bursts out. It is obviously not a mortal thing.

With the sword in his hand, Ding Hao's aura immediately changed. Not only is it cold, but it is also bloodthirsty and domineering: "This knife is called Fierce Tiger Knife, a true spirit-level weapon. To be able to die under its attack, I have to say, this is your boy's honor. Even I am a little envious. You.”

Qin Yi was unmoved and responded indifferently: "If you kill yourself with this knife, you don't have to be envious, right?"

Ding Hao chuckled and said: "I will let you use your words in the end, otherwise you will die and become a ghost. I'm afraid you won't be willing to accept it, right?"

As he spoke, Ding Hao's blood surged all over his body, and even his skin turned red. As if it sensed the blood of the sword holder, the blade of the Fierce Tiger Sword showed strange changes.

A bloody tiger appeared on the back of the sword, its eyes widening as if staring at Qin Yi. Even though it was carved on the back of the knife, Qin Yi could clearly feel the murderousness and violence in the tiger's eyes.

Equipped with armor and talismans and holding a fierce tiger sword, Ding Hao's pupils radiated strong confidence and violence.

"Die!"

After a loud shout, Ding Hao raised his knife and slashed at Qin Yi. The sword light was cutting through the air, leaving bloody afterimages, as if it was about to open up the world, and a huge pressure suppressed it.

Compared with Ding Hao's violence and strength, Qin Yi seemed extremely calm. He calmly took out a gourd from the storage ring and lifted it gently in the direction of Ding Hao's attack.

Buzz.

The gourd swayed in the void, producing more than a dozen ripples. The area of ​​the ripples continued to expand as the light flashed, as if a shield was being lifted up by Qin Yi.

A strange scene appeared. Ding Hao's knife, which was full of killing intent, was inexplicably stuck in the air for some reason.

A counter-magnetic treasure gourd that resists gold! A mysterious repulsive force made Ding Hao's powerful and heavy blow instantly lose all its power.

Ding Hao's pupils shrank for a while, seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately prepared to draw his knife and retreat. But soon, he desperately discovered that when he was about to draw the knife, the original repulsive force strangely turned into a powerful suction force, sucking Ding Hao in place.

No. To be precise, it was the Liehu Dao that was immobilized by the strange ripples.

Ding Hao, who was already full of anger, finally couldn't help but curse at this moment: "What the hell is this? Boy, besides these evil things, don't you dare to fight me openly?!"

Qin Yi turned a deaf ear to it and looked at Ding Hao indifferently: "The wail of a defeated dog. It seems that you only have this little skill left. Then try my sword."

While speaking, the Seven Killing Sword in Qin Yi's hand flashed like lightning, unaffected by the reverse magnetic treasure gourd, and stabbed Ding Hao quickly.

The bone-chilling coldness, accompanied by the cold murderous aura, shot straight at Ding Hao.

Ding Hao shivered all over, and his soul almost suffocated. His eyes flickered, and finally he made up his mind: "Boy, remember this! In this life, you can't leave the Demon Spirit Island!"

Qin Yi thought that Ding Hao had some other means, and was preparing to deal with it. Unexpectedly, Ding Hao loosened his hands and gave up the Fierce Tiger Knife. His figure was as fast as lightning, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

It must be said that Ding Hao's escape technique must have been carefully practiced. Not to mention that he disappeared without a trace, he didn't even leave any clues or smells.

At the critical moment, this guy actually slipped away! He even abandoned the Fierce Tiger Blade and the Abyss Blood Beasts tied by Qin Yi.

This was obviously unexpected by Qin Yi. Looking at the direction where Ding Hao left, he sighed twice after a moment: "What a pity."