"Bang!"

With half of his body stuck in the ground, Qin Yi channeled his energy, shattering the surrounding ground and struggled to sit up. His chest was somewhat collapsed, causing him to cough repeatedly, with blood gushing from his mouth.

Damn it, this old dog is too strong.

The old man saw this, a sneer of disdain on his face, "Kneel and beg for mercy, and I might leave you with a whole corpse."

"Still the same four words, go fuck yourself." Qin Yi opened his mouth full of blood and cursed directly.

The old man's eyes turned vicious, "Being stubborn will only make you die faster."

Qin Yi spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, then grabbed his rib, with a crackling sound, his broken bones rejoined, the pain causing him to groan continuously, and cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

Then, Qin Yi began to move his energy to heal, the bones in his chest crackling, beginning to regenerate.

The old man mocked, "Does it help? An ant struggling is still an ant."

Qin Yi remained silent, focusing on healing.

The old man sneered, raising his hand to strike at Qin Yi once more.

"Boom!"

Qin Yi was directly covered by the handprint, causing the ground to explode violently.

The old man sneered, "An overestimating ant, wasting my time."

"Whoosh!"

A piercing sound of the air being torn came from behind.

The old man's expression changed drastically, and he rotated with his cushion, seeing a purple light stabbing toward him.

The cushion erupted with black light, forming a barrier.

"Puff!"

The Flood Dragon Spear thrust onto the barrier, its sharp edge penetrating the barrier, but not fully, remaining about ten centimeters from the old man's body. Despite Qin Yi's efforts to push it further, those ten centimeters seemed insurmountable, the spear unable to advance further.

The old man was astonished, clearly having seen Qin Yi being struck dead by his palm, how could he appear behind him?

"Playing tricks, no matter your ability, you'll die here today."

The old man snorted, and struck out with a frontal palm.

"Woosh!"

The Phoenix Feather spread from Qin Yi's back, with a flap of the wings, Qin Yi withdrew the Flood Dragon Spear and reappeared dozens of meters away.

"Boom!"

The sweeping palm wind nearly pierced the wall, causing the entire Sin Tower to tremble, with dust and debris cascading down.

The old man's eyes held a certain gravity, Qin Yi had been injured earlier, yet now he was vigorous and lively. This boy was not simple. The old man's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

And Qin Yi, murderous intent surrounded him to a terrifying extent, almost tangible.

The old man's expression changed, how many people had to be killed to have such terrible murderous aura? He had lived for hundreds of years, killed countless people, but had never seen such murderous intent. The only explanation was that Qin Yi had killed far more people than he had.

Qin Yi's gaze was cold and intent on battle, holding the spear, with a flap of the wings he appeared before the old man, swinging the spear wildly, sweeping out with purple ripples, the momentum astonishing.

"Courting death."

The old man roared, the cushion emitted black light, forming a barrier.

"Bang!"

The spear struck the barrier heavily, with a booming sound, a terrible shockwave swept around.

This time, the old man was pushed back several meters, though not far, it had an effect at least.

The old man's face was sullen, with a hint of shock. This child must not be left alive.

The spear swung wildly, Qin Yi charged again fiercely, the spear's sweep carried the power of sweeping across the army, striking hard against the barrier.

"Bang!"

The force expanded, a storm swept through.

The old man was uninjured, but this time he was knocked back over ten meters.

"Kill!"

Qin Yi roared angrily, brandishing the spear, charging again.

"Bang bang...!"

The spear danced, impermeable, raising purple waves, frenziedly striking the barrier.

"Crack..."

A slight cracking sound echoed.

The old man's eyes widened, full of shock, because a tiny crack appeared on the black barrier. Since acquiring this cushion, no one, except for a few people on the higher levels, had ever been able to damage it. Qin Yi was the only one to crack the barrier.

"Boom!"

The palm wind rolled, blasting toward Qin Yi.

Qin Yi did not dodge, splitting down with the spear vertically.

"Boom!"

Like slicing through water, the spear chopped vertically, forcibly splitting the old man's palm wind.

"Puff!"

Qin Yi spewed blood, flying backward.

This old dog's power was too strong, not a match for him head-on. But Qin Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, charging again.

He needed a fierce battle, to walk the edge of death, only then could he break through and find a chance. So, he was completely using a life-for-a-life method.

"Old dog, your life is mine."

Qin Yi wielded the spear, charging again.

"Boom!"

The old man struck from a distance, causing Qin Yi to spew blood, flying backward.

"Kill."

Qin Yi, like an indestructible cockroach, charged again.

"Boom!"

The storm rolled, Qin Yi shot out like a cannonball, colliding with the wall, blasting it apart. Blood gushed out as if it cost nothing.

"Boy, no matter how monstrous you are, no matter how many tricks you have, squashing you is like squashing a bug."

The old man sneered contemptuously.

Qin Yi grinned wildly, bloodstained mouth, appearing somewhat fierce, roared, "Old dog, it's you who will die, do you believe it? The more arrogant you act now, the worse your death will be."

The old man's eyes were vicious, full of killing intent.

Qin Yi's lips slightly curled, he was provoking the opponent, making him hold nothing back, he needed to risk everything, to break through afterward.

"Old dog, your life will be taken by Qin." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

With a bang, the wall exploded, rubble flew, Qin Yi flapped his wings, appearing before the old man in the blink of an eye, the spear whipped up a terrifying storm, striking fiercely.

"Bang!"

The spear struck the black barrier without flair, the collision fell like muffled thunder, crackling crisp and clear, cracks spreading on the barrier.

The old man's expression changed drastically, raising his hand for a palm strike.

Qin Yi flapped his wings and dodged directly.

The old man finally stood up from the cushion, he had obtained this cushion by chance, its uses were unlimited, not only defensive but also accelerated spiritual energy absorption when sitting on it, enhancing cultivation efficiency. He had always regarded the cushion as a treasure.

However, Qin Yi had nearly shattered the barrier from the cushion. Concerned for its integrity, he put it away.

The old man stared at Qin Yi, with a sinister look, "I have no time to waste with you, in three moves, I will kill you."

Qin Yi cursed inwardly, too pretentious, usually something he would say to others. Unexpectedly, someone said it to him.

Saying this, with a sway of the air, two silver lights flew in from the second floor's depths, landing in the old man's hands.

Qin Yi looked to see the silver lights were two silver hammers, under the old man's manipulation, the silver radiance flickered, clearly extraordinary.

"Boy, remember, in three moves, you will die."

Qin Yi sneered, "Don't speak too soon, careful not to bite your tongue. If you can't kill me in three moves, you'll have to kneel and bark like a dog."

Indeed, Qin Yi was courting death, madly testing the edge of death. He wanted to thoroughly enrage this old dog, forcing him to go all out.