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Chapter 1475: Eight Desolate Six Harmonies Spear

Qin Yi watched the two battling fervently for a while, then slipped into the grand hall.

Inside the hall, Zhu Han, Yue Fenglin, and Le Heng all lay on the ground, too severely injured to get up.

Qiu Yuhai’s breath was unsteady, indicating that the recent fierce battle had drained him considerably.

"Are you guys alright?" Qin Yi asked.

Yin Qianqian laughed, "These few useless ones can’t possibly hurt me."

Qin Yi pursed his lips, it seemed clearly to be Qiu Yuhai’s credit.

Yin Qianqian’s cultivation wasn’t weak, but it was about the same as Yue Fenglin’s.

Qiu Yuhao said, "Qin Yi, young friend, how is the young master?"

"Don’t worry, they’re fine."

As Qin Yi spoke, he dragged a chair and walked outside.

"What are you going to do?"

Yin Qianqian asked curiously.

"I’m going to watch the show, with all the excitement outside, wouldn’t it be a waste not to watch it properly?"

Yin Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then dragged a chair and followed.

Qiu Yuhai looked bewildered. What kind of people are these?

Outside, Jing Wangyou and Yan Jiuxiang were fighting as if the mountains were collapsing, shaking both earth and heaven.

Qin Yi and Yin Qianqian found a good vantage point and sat side by side.

"Boom!"

The storm swept, and Yan Jiuxiang spat blood, flying back.

Jing Wangyou’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, it seemed Yan Jiuxiang’s act of having Jing Wuyan sealed inside the mountain had utterly enraged him.

With a raised hand, black energy surged like a heavenly river, crashing towards Yan Jiuxiang.

Unwilling to show weakness, Yan Jiuxiang’s black energy churned, mixed with the cries of lonely wolves, chilling to the bone.

"Boom!"

Two terrifying powers collided, exploding with a thunderous roar, sweeping across hundreds of miles.

Yan Jiuxiang spewed another mouthful of blood, his old face twisted hideously, black energy swirling in his eyes.

"This guy, despite following a crooked path, does possess considerable combat strength," Yin Qianqian remarked.

Qin Yi laughed, "Watching high-level fights more often is beneficial for your future."

Yin Qianqian: "..."

Originally, she wanted to retort a few words, but ultimately had to accept reality.

The reality was that Qin Yi was indeed a monster, of a young age yet with unfathomable cultivation.

To this day, she had no idea where Qin Yi’s limits lay.

This person seemed to be constantly growing, always having the ability to turn the rotten into miraculous.

She observed for a long time but still couldn’t figure out Qin Yi’s cultivation level.

"Could you be an old monster reborn?"

"Hmm?"

Qin Yi was taken aback, then quickly understood Yin Qianqian’s implication and laughed, "You’re right, in my past life, I was the ancestor of your Nine-tailed Silver Fox clan, reborn because I refused to die."

Yin Qianqian glared at Qin Yi with clenched teeth, "You really deserve it."

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion rang out again in the air.

The storm swept, and two figures shot out like lightning.

"Pfft!"

Yan Jiuxiang spat a mouthful of blood, his entire momentum waning significantly.

He was not a match for Jing Wangyou.

Jing Wangyou was only slightly exhausted, his face a bit paler than before.

Overall, in this battle, Yan Jiuxiang had severely overestimated himself, being pressed down by Jing Wangyou.

"With that bit of ability, how dare you play at rebellion, where does the courage come from?"

Qin Yi said mockingly, a look of disdain on his face.

Yan Jiuxiang’s eyes gleamed with ghost energy, "Boy, even if I fail, killing you is as easy as pie."

Qin Yi leapt up.

"Jing Palace Master, he provoked me, it’s not my fault."

"Qin, this person, specializes in dealing with all kinds of defiance. If I could endure even after being provoked, I might as well eat shit."

With that, the Phoenix Feather on Qin Yi’s back unfurled with a swoosh.

With a grasp, the Flood Dragon Spear was in his hand.

"Bang!"

The ground beneath his feet shattered, and he was already in front of Yan Jiuxiang.

The spear danced with purple-red light swirling around it, wildly sweeping out, stirring up a violent storm aimed at Yan Jiuxiang.

Yan Jiuxiang roared in anger, stretched his withered hands, ghost energy surged around him, and struck towards Qin Yi with a palm.

"Boom!"

The ghost energy was directly shattered by the spear.

Qin Yi’s figure flashed, piercing through the storm, with the spear point reaching Yan Jiuxiang’s throat in an instant.

Yan Jiuxiang broke out in a cold sweat, not expecting Qin Yi to penetrate the storm.

It should be known that the explosive storm could effortlessly tear a Body Integration Realm cultivator with Great Perfection cultivation into pieces.

Normally, qi refiners in combat would avoid the storm.

Qin Yi was simply a madman, ignoring the storm, aggressively attacking.

However, this clearly showed the robustness of Qin Yi’s body.

"Bang!"

Panicked, Yan Jiuxiang roared, slapping the spear with a palm, forcibly deflecting it, narrowly dodging Qin Yi’s attack.

But his tiger mouth was cracked open by the shock, with blood gushing out.

Qin Yi smirked coldly, the spear danced wildly, layers of spear shadows overlapping like a mountain hurling at Yan Jiuxiang.

It bore the momentum of shattering rivers and mountains with a single spear.

Yan Jiuxiang’s body surged with ghost energy, clapping his hands together, in a moment a torrent of ghost energy surged forming a giant ghost head, charging at Qin Yi.

"Boom!"

As layers of spear shadows clashed with the sinister ghost head, two forces simultaneously exploded, the void roaring incessantly.

"Pfft!"

Yan Jiuxiang spewed blood, rocking back and forth.

Qin Yi was also thrown back, the spear in his hand trembled, resonating with a clanging sound.

Jing Wangyou and Yin Qianqian were both dumbfounded.

Is there really someone who loves fighting this much?

The reason was somewhat laughable.

You, Qin Yi, mocked Yan Jiuxiang.

Yan Jiuxiang merely retorted.

Well, you just charged up holding the big halberd.

"What a lunatic, indeed a battle maniac, the first time encountering someone who loves fighting this much."

Yin Qianqian said, her face full of speechlessness.

Jing Wangyou looked at Qin Yi, his eyes blank.

What is this situation?

He was fighting Yan Jiuxiang just fine, how did Qin Yi rush up there?

Should he join in now or not?

Actually, Qin Yi had been waiting for an opportunity.

Yan Jiuxiang and Jing Wangyou were equally matched experts.

If it were Yan Jiuxiang in prime condition, without using the Eye of Righteous and Evil, he would definitely not be an opponent.

But now, with Yan Jiuxiang injured and his battle power plummeting, this was his chance to practice the Eight Desolate Six Harmonies Spear.

Back in the Ancient Relic, the Blood Flood Dragon received the inheritance of its ancestors, which included a set of the Eight Desolate Six Harmonies Spear.

The Blood Flood Dragon had already imparted the gunsmanship to him.

This set of gunsmanship, full of masculinity and vigor, opened up in a grandiose manner with fierce might.

Although it was gunsmanship, a spear and a halberd were similar, it could also be used with a big halberd.

The overlapping spear shadows like mountains from earlier were a move from it: one spear to shatter rivers and mountains.

"Old thing, didn’t you say killing me is easy? If you can’t kill me today, it will be your death day."

"Swoosh!"

The feathers on Qin Yi’s back fluttered, and with a step, the void exploded, he was already in front of Yan Jiuxiang.

Eight Desolate Six Harmonies Spear... Star Covering and Moon Cutting.

"Boom!"

The spear danced, dazzling light like a hanging galaxy, with terrifying destructive power, slashing down towards Yan Jiuxiang’s head.

Yan Jiuxiang’s old face pondered, black energy rampant in his eyes.

He could clearly feel how terrifying the power of this slash was?