Supreme Sovereign

The old man seemed a little surprised by Qin Yi's action.

However, he did not hesitate, raised his fists, and attacked Qin Yi.

Although the old man looked old, his speed was not slow at all. His clenched fists, like two meteors, rushed straight towards Qin Yi.

It must be said that his attack was very methodical. Although it seemed that he was just attacking quickly, in fact, the extent of his fists had already blocked all of Qin Yi's retreat routes. No matter which direction Qin Yi retreated, he would eventually be caught up by him and severely pursued.

The most important thing was that while attacking, he also left himself a way to retreat.

Once he found that he could not defeat Qin Yi, with his rich combat experience, he could also choose to retreat at the first time, and use his body skills to cleverly avoid Qin Yi's attack.

To be honest, this old man is indeed a very powerful master. In the same realm, it is almost impossible to win him. Even if his cultivation was slightly higher than his, he would definitely feel a headache under his attack.

However, the opponent he faced this time was not the same as his cultivation, or just slightly stronger than him.

Even if they were at the same level, it would be very difficult for him to defeat Qin Yi. What's more, Qin Yi's cultivation was far ahead of him.

Just when his fist was about to touch Qin Yi, Qin Yi raised his arm slightly and pointed a finger at the void.

Buzz!

A golden light rippled out, forming a huge energy in front of Qin Yi. The old man's body was instantly hit hard, and he retreated like a kite with a broken string.

Puff!

The huge impact made him spit blood from his mouth, and he stared at Qin Yi with a fierce look in his eyes.

Obviously, even at his age, anger is quite normal.

"Too weak."

Qin Yi's understated words became the sharpest weapon, causing great harm to the old man's heart.

But Qin Yi seemed to have not noticed all this, and continued to say: "At this point, if you still want to hide your true strength, I'm afraid your master will become a ghost under my sword!"

"You!"

The old man suddenly felt endless anger. At this moment, his eyes turned red and his voice began to become hoarse: "Even if I risk my life, I will never allow you to hurt His Majesty!"

Suddenly, black scales grew in his body. His originally aging body suddenly burst out with powerful vitality. His body began to grow taller and his size began to grow larger.

"Finally..."

Qin Yi's mouth curled up slightly, and he said: "Have you revealed your true face?"

He just asked the old man to attack him, not to play tricks on him. For such a person he had never met before, he had no interest in playing tricks on him.

What he wanted was to force the other party to reveal his true face.

In this way, he could not only confirm his guess, but also see how powerful the monster puppets in this palace are!

There is no doubt that although this old man has been demonized and is gradually becoming a monster puppet. But among the levels of monster puppets, his level is the lowest, just an ordinary black-scaled monster puppet.

The first black-scaled monster puppet he encountered before was Xiao Luo. At that time, he still seemed to be quite struggling to deal with it, but now it is different.

His strength has become stronger, and the old man in front of him is not as strong as Xiao Luo.

Since the identity of the other party has been confirmed, then next, Qin Yi is of course ready to take action and execute the old man!

But at this moment, the old man opposite suddenly shouted in surprise: "My body? What's going on? Why is my body..."

"Roar!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes had completely turned blood red. He roared at Qin Yi and said in the most vicious voice: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Qin Yi frowned. The other party had obviously completed the demonization.

Among the monster puppets, the black scale magic puppet, as the lowest level puppet, is equivalent to the existence of miscellaneous soldiers and cannon fodder.

Obviously, things of this level cannot have intelligence.

So, the moment the old man completed the demonization, his reason was completely swallowed by the monster. Now, the only thought left in his mind is killing!

At this time, his legs arched, and then his huge body, like a cannonball, flew towards Qin Yi!

After successfully demonizing, his movement speed is much faster than before.

Compared with the previous attack power, it is also incomparable.

Facing such an enemy, Qin Yi's expression seemed quite calm.

At the moment when the opponent was about to hit him, his body, like a breeze, fell behind lightly. The whole action was done in one go, seemingly slow but actually fast, and did not give the opponent any chance to touch him.

At the moment of landing, the Five Thunder Dragon Bone Sword in Qin Yi's hand also quickly launched an attack, and a "wave-cutting" sword energy chopped out, cutting off the arm of the monster puppet in front of him.

"Roar!"

The black demon blood dripped onto the ground, corroding the grass on the ground. The black-scaled demon puppet also roared in pain, and his eyes became more violent.

At this time, his eyes were focused on Qin Yi again, and he launched a second charge towards Qin Yi.

After cutting off one of the opponent's arms, Qin Yi now had enough confidence.

The Light-Slashing Step was performed, and his body seemed to have turned into nothingness at this moment. No matter how the enemy attacked him, he could never touch him at all!

As his sword energy swept out, many wounds appeared on the black-scaled demon puppet in front of him.

The defense of the demon puppet was amazing, but at this moment in front of Qin Yi, this black-scaled demon puppet was like paper, and every attack could leave indelible wounds on his body.

Soon, the black-scaled demon puppet with too many wounds and severe loss of demon energy completely lost its combat effectiveness and fell to the ground struggling constantly. He could not feel the pain, and even though he was seriously injured and dying, he still wanted to get up and tear Qin Yi apart!

Qin Yi stopped attacking, his body suspended in the sky in the distance, looking indifferently at the black-scaled demon puppet lying on the ground. The golden lightning gathered on the Five Thunder Dragon Bone Sword in his hand, obviously preparing for the final blow.

At this time, Qin Yi couldn't help but flash a trace of regret in his eyes.