It is the best choice to use it to hone Qin Yu.
…
On the stage of gods and demons.
After the two fought again, they stood on both sides.
"You are very good. I admit you." Ying Wushuang frowned and said this.
During his fight with Qin Yu, he found that the other party's methods were equally astonishing.
He hasn't encountered such a strong opponent for a long time.
When these words were spoken, the ancient corpses were shocked again.
Does Ying Wushuang recognize the other party?
This result made everyone present sigh.
The fact that Qin Yu could be recognized by an extremely arrogant being like Ying Wushuang shows how amazing his strength is!
"You are useless, not even as good as a hair of mine." Qin Yu responded in the same way, with a hint of smile on his lips and full of sarcasm.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
Such words made the people who were still in shock open their eyes wide, their expressions full of disbelief.
What was he talking about? He actually said Ying Wushuang was a loser? Not even as good as a hair of his?
This is too arrogant!
He doesn't take Ying Wushuang seriously at all!
Naked contempt and disdain.
"Go to hell! Damn ant!" Ying Wushuang roared, attacked again, and sacrificed his treasure to drown Qin Yu.
The treasure was extremely powerful, as if it could open the sky. It suppressed Qin Yu in an instant and wanted to kill him on the spot.
"I don't want to play with you anymore." Qin Yu said lightly, and then took action.
His arm glowed, the power of reincarnation flowed, and his right hand became extremely dark. It rushed out as fast as a big star, heading straight for Ying Wushuang.
“Who do you think you are!”
Ying Wushuang's whole body was glowing, shrouded in black mist, and he used his most powerful means!
"Demon Killer!"
Countless black lights rose up, containing extreme murderous intent.
The moment the black light flashed through Ying Wushuang's hands, it condensed into an extremely pitch-black spear, bursting out with terrifying power.
It broke through the air, dazzling and sharp enough to penetrate everything.
This is his most powerful magical power!
He once used this magical power to kill several powerful people of the same level.
This strike contained the foundation of several lifetimes.
Once he takes action, almost no one can match his brilliance.
boom!
The void is collapsing.
A black light surged, sharp and strange, carrying the ultimate killing power.
"There are only a handful of strong men who died from my attack, and you are one of them." Ying Wushuang said coldly.
"Buzz!"
The attack came, and the gun was pointed at Qin Yu.
Break the sky!
Split the sky!
Can break everything!
The black light was surging and the sound was harsh.
Qin Yu stood there, completely unmoved, and the black light quickly engulfed him.
"Humph, no one can withstand my attack, so you can go on your way with peace of mind."
There was a chill in Ying Wushuang's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up as he sneered.
No one could survive his attack.
Therefore, he is extremely confident.
"That guy was killed!" someone said excitedly.
"Ying Wushuang is indeed the most powerful ancient corpse genius. This magical power is too strong, enough to kill all enemies!"
Everyone was shocked. No one could resist Ying Wushuang's strongest attack.
Even someone as strong as Qin Yu died from this fatal move.
…
far away.
"Young Master!"
The Corpse Ancestor cried out in shock, his whole body filled with aura, and he was about to attack.
He couldn't bear to watch his master's bloodline perish here.
boom!
Sudden.
A voice said: "Trash is trash."
"How is this possible!" Ying Wushuang felt very familiar with the voice, which made him frown and murderous intent surge.
Not only that, when the ancient corpses heard these words, they were also stunned where they were, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"How...is he okay?!" an ancient corpse was shocked.
Then, their eyes widened.
The long spear formed by black light stopped in mid-air and was caught by Qin Yu with his bare hands.
"How can your body be so strong!" Ying Wushuang was stunned.
It was the first time he saw someone being able to take on a magical power with bare hands!
Crack...!
Qin Yu exerted force lightly, used his arms to crush the spear.
In an instant, the spear exploded and turned into black mist again.
hiss!
Ying Wushuang looked horrified and stepped back in shock.
"puff!"
Before he could finish his words.
Qin Yu waved his arm, and Ying Wushuang's head flew high up without any blood splashing. After all, he was an ancient corpse, and the blood in his body had long since dried up.
Then, in full view of everyone, Ying Wushuang's body exploded into powder.
A black light shot out from his body, shot into the sky, and disappeared without a trace.
"Waste is waste. He calls himself a genius, but he is just a corpse. He dares to be so arrogant. He is not even as good as a hair." Qin Yu said lightly with a disdainful look in his eyes.
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene instantly became quiet.
…
In the distance, the many ancient corpses watching were horrified, and their pupils contracted violently.
"Ying Wushuang... is dead?!"
"That death was too hasty, wasn't it? That human was so powerful!"
"How dare he say that an ancient corpse is not as good as a hair!"
These ancient corpses were talking among themselves, and their eyes were full of anger when they looked at Qin Yu.
They were all ancient corpses that had existed for endless ages, and they were naturally upset to be insulted in public like this.
Outside the Corpse Grave, the Corpse Ancestor couldn't help but yell, "Young Master is too strong! Ying Wushuang is not even as strong as a hair in front of him!"
He originally wanted to help Qin Yu out of trouble, but he didn't expect that his help was not needed at all.
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