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Volume One One Hundred Million Stars Chapter 1484 Interrogation!

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    Before he finished speaking, Qin Yi grabbed the young man with one hand. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? In the air, there was a sound of glass breaking.  Qin Yi effortlessly broke through the barrier formed by the formation with his entire arm and grabbed the young man's neck.  Before the young man could react, Qin Yi retracted his arm.     boom.  Half of the young man¡¯s face and body hit the invisible barrier.  The severe pain spread through the young man's bone marrow in an instant, causing his entire face to become distorted for a moment.  However, his throat was grabbed by Qin Yi, and his voice was held in his chest and throat. He couldn't come out at all. He could only squeeze out a little wheezing sound from his throat, and his whole face was full of blood under the skin.  Donating blood looks like a piece of pig liver.  Qin Yi's face was expressionless, and he stretched out his arm a little, and like thunder, he retracted it again.     boom.  A louder sound came than the last time, and the young man's body hit the barrier of the mid-air formation heavily.  This time, mixed with the loud noise, there was also the sound of broken bones.  Large amounts of blood donations poured out from the young people¡¯s eyes, noses, mouths and ears.  Half of the young man¡¯s body lay strangely soft, as if he had been kneaded with mud. His face, which was covered with donated blood, also became extremely strange. Half of his face was normal, and half of his face was sunken inward.  Blood donation is like surging spring water, mixed with some internal organ fragments, gushing out from the mouth pinched by Qin Yi.  "Too weak." Qin Yi pouted, hooked his fingers, dug open the young man's head, and took back a bloody golden elixir and the jade card he had thrown to the opponent before.  After doing all this, Qin Yi retracted his hand, and the young man's body fell limply against the barrier. His body was twitching like a spasm, and it seemed that he was no longer alive.  Qin Yi did all this smoothly, as easily as eating and drinking. The domineering momentum of killing people like killing chickens immediately made the bald head and others who had just come back to their senses take a breath.  The originally squinted eyes of the bald man now shone with an extremely complex light.  He knew very well that the surrounding formations were enough to trap even a cultivator at the fourth level of the god. Even if a cultivator at the fifth level of the god wanted to violently break the formation, he would have to attack at least three times with all his strength.  But now the so-called "idiot big fat sheep" in front of him actually stretched out his hand and punched a hole in the barrier of the formation as if crushing a piece of shortbread.  Not only that, he also beat to death his subordinate who was responsible for deceiving people in front of everyone.  Although that subordinate¡¯s strength is average, he is still a god.  Two times, I killed a god of gods. At this moment, the bald head knew that the big sheep had hidden strength.  "If you dare to kill my men, I will skin you and hang you to death today." The bald head opened his squinted eyes a little, and his whole body was full of murderous aura. The air around him seemed to be boiling and started to flutter.  The men behind him also had sullen faces and weapons in their hands, and they surrounded Qin Yi from all directions.  "Give you a chance." Qin Yi said calmly without even looking at the bald men: "Tell me how to enter the star field battlefield, and I will give you a pleasure." "You are not ashamed of your words, kill him for me." One of them is already dead.  The subordinates, now being despised by Qin Yi's "turn of the gods", the bald head's anger was like a volcano erupting, and with a loud roar, he rushed over first.  "Looking for death." Qin Yi didn't even draw out the Chili Sword. He used Zangfeng footwork and, like lightning, he was in front of the bald head in an instant.  The bald man had just raised the hook in his hand, and the next moment, he looked into Qin Yi's eyes.  Qin Yi¡¯s fist hit the bald man¡¯s plump chest like a battering ram.  With a click, the bald man's chest collapsed directly, and his body twisted into an extremely weird shape. The blood mixed with minced meat in his mouth suddenly spurted out, as if there was a rain of blood.  The men around him felt as if a drum was beating in their ears, their eyes blurred, and their bald heads flew out like cannonballs, completely smashing through a wall of the small building, and their bodies flew in, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.  "The next ones are you." Qin Yi smiled and used the hidden front footwork again.  These bald men are just ascetics who have attained the first or second level of the gods. In front of Qin Yi, they are like standing noodles. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?When he came to the first subordinate, he waved his arm and with a swipe, the subordinate's head flew up.  Qin Yizangfeng's footwork has already been mastered to the second level, and he can change seven directions continuously. These men are completely like lambs to be slaughtered.  With another wave of his arm, one of his subordinates was cut in half.  With one punch, the skinny guy in front of him was punched through the chest. The broken bones and lungs turned into a rain of blood and shot out.  When his body bumped forward again, Qin Yi didn't even use his fists, but just pushed him with his shoulders. The body of the subordinate he hit was instantly torn apart, and his body parts were scattered on the floor.  For the last two, Qin Yi simply grabbed their hair and bumped them in the middle.  With a muffled bang, the heads of the two men exploded like watermelons, with red and white bits scattered everywhere.  Qin Yi's body was shaken, his energy circulated, and all the blood stains on his body were cleaned up in one fell swoop.  The whole process happened within the electric light and flint. When Qin Yi threw the bodies of the last two men to the ground, the head of the first man fell to the ground. The expression on the face of this man was always  When the head hit the ground, it was still in the same state as before death, and there was no time to react.  "Why bother, the robbery is on me." Qin Yi reached out and grabbed it, and a vortex suddenly appeared out of thin air in the center of the open space, sucking in all the corpses and blood donations on the ground, and ran into the Tiantian Tomb.  After doing all this, Qin Yi walked towards the damaged wall of the small building.  Most of the wall was smashed through by the bald head, and the remaining bricks and stones were still falling down. It looked shaky, and the beams kept making creaking sounds.  Qin Yi walked in expressionlessly, and happened to see the bald man with a frightened face, trying desperately to move his body, trying to escape.  "Why, now I know I'm afraid." Seeing the bald head's twisted face, Qin Yi stepped on the opponent's chest. The sound of broken bones was heard, and he stepped half of the bald head into the ground. The blood fountain seemed to cost nothing.  The same thing keeps pouring out from the wound on the bald head.  "If you are not dead, you will answer me honestly no matter what I ask, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death." Qin Yi's voice reached the bald head's ears, making the bald head instantly feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.  Baldhead was still rejoicing before that he was not killed by the opponent's blow, and he might be able to escape with his life while taking advantage of the opportunity. After all, he believed that he was much more familiar with Xiyue City than outsiders.  But now he realized how naive his previous thoughts were.  The opponent killed his men many times faster than he thought.  "The reason why I was not killed by the opponent in one hit was not because I was lucky or because I was strong enough, but because the opponent deliberately held back his hand and was waiting to ask questions now.
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