Devouring Sword God

Chapter 536 Defeating Qinghua Mountain

Around the battle platform, there was a violent wind and flying sand.

Those onlookers all urged their own defenses to resist the engulfing power from the center of the battle platform.

At this moment, they finally felt from this devouring power how terrifying Yi Xiaoyao's true strength was!
Fortunately, this devouring force was not aimed at them, but Song Ya, who was being targeted at the moment, was not so lucky.

In the blink of an eye, Song Ya's body was sucked directly in front of Yi Xiaoyao. Although his body was quite powerful, it was still distorted by the devouring force, and even exploded from his body. Bloody arrows.

If Yi Xiaoyao doesn't stop, I'm afraid this person's real body will be compressed and sucked into the black swallowing vortex in Yi Xiaoyao's palm.

However, Yi Xiaoyao didn't intend to stop at all, Song Ya wanted to kill him just now, anyone could tell, how could he let Song Ya go?
In the drastic change in Song Ya's complexion, he was even more shocked by Yi Xiaoyao's ruthlessness. He never thought that his move forward would arouse Yi Xiaoyao's murderous intentions.

He, who didn't know Yi Xiaoyao well, naturally didn't know that his opponent had never been a character to be trifled with.

"kill!"

An icy voice came out of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth, and his body rushed directly towards Song Ya who was being sucked towards him.

"presumptuous!"

A shout rang out out of nowhere, and just as Song Ya's body was about to be sucked into a mummified corpse and rushed up by Yi Xiaoyao, a white-haired elder from Qinghua Mountain appeared in front of Song Ya in an instant. With a wave of his robe, the powerful spirit The force directly knocked Song Ya away.

However, even though Song Ya was saved, the white-haired elder's face changed drastically immediately afterward, because he had replaced Song Ya at this moment, and he finally felt how powerful Song Ya was facing just now.

As a group of elders, this white-haired old man has been in the Yin-Yang realm for many years, and has already reached the half-step Nirvana realm, but when facing Yi Xiaoyao's desolation swallowing the sky, he still had to look a little dignified.

Immediately, this person directly mobilized all his strength, erupted with a terrifying aura far surpassing Song Ya, and slapped Yi Xiaoyao directly with his palm.

Such a palm, even if it is barren and devouring the sky, it is impossible to swallow and dissolve it before it arrives.

If he took it, Yi Xiaoyao would be seriously injured.

But at this moment, an elder from the Desolation Palace also appeared in front of Yi Xiaoyao, punched out, and a majestic force crushed the palm print, even more shocking to the white-haired elder. Take a few steps back.

"Here, I'm afraid you are not qualified to teach me a disciple of the Desolation Palace."

The elder of Desolation Palace stared at him coldly, then turned around and nodded to Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao also squinted a cold light, glanced at Song Ya who was guarded by the white-haired elder, then restrained his swallowing waves, and nodded to the elder of the Desolation Palace.

The elder of Qinghua Mountain suppressed the floating aura on his body, and also looked at the elder of Desolation Palace. Facing the other party's words, he had nothing to say.

After all, this is the territory of the Palace of Desolation, and their behavior seems a bit anti-client.

However, the white-haired elder still said in a cold voice: "This is nothing more than a duel. You disciples from the Palace of Desolation must be too ruthless, right?"

The disciples on Qinghua Mountain all echoed, each and every one of them showed extreme dissatisfaction.

"Only your people can kill, can't our disciples be ruthless?"

The elder of the Desolation Palace snorted coldly, glanced at Song Ya and said, "Just now this person used Wanshan to suppress demons, and he was merciless at all. If it were someone else, he would have been suppressed to death. Don't you think that such a killer? not?"

The elders of Qinghua Mountain faltered immediately, they naturally saw that scene, and they were still worried that Song Ya would cause trouble because of impulsive killing of Yi Xiaoyao.

"I can dispel Song Ya's ultimate move, but Song Ya can't dispel mine. This only shows that your so-called strongest disciple in Qinghua Mountain is really incompetent. You can't fight against me, and dare to say that there is no one in my Great Desolation Palace?"

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao also stood up, glanced at the disciples and elders of Qinghua Mountain over there, and said with a sneer.

Immediately, the disciples of the Desolation Palace became more and more imposing, echoing Yi Xiaoyao's words and returning the other party's sarcasm.

However, the people from Qinghua Mountain were completely powerless to retaliate against these words. Although they knew that Yi Xiaoyao was not in the general Yin-Yang double realm, the facts were here after all. Let's look at what they said before. It is indeed a bit too ridiculous.

When the elders of Qinghua Mountain heard the words, their complexions suddenly became cloudy and uncertain, and some anger surged in their eyes.

But anyway, they also know where this place is. Although their Qinghua Mountain can be considered a big force, it is obviously no way to compare with the barren palace. Several disciples of Qinghua Mountain supported Song Ya down.

"The Palace of Desolation is indeed the strongest force in Qinghuang. I, Qinghua Mountain, think that I am not as good as this competition. If there is another chance next year, I will definitely come to pay homage to the sect again!"

The white-haired elder was naturally in a bad mood when the sparring was defeated, and he had no intention of staying any longer. He could only bow his hands to the elders of the Desolation Palace, said a few words on the scene, and then turned around and led the disciples of Qinghua Mountain to hurry. leave.

Looking at the dingy backs of these Qinghua Mountain people, there was a stark contrast with the arrogance they had when they came here.

King Yi Xiaoyao's disgraced and disgraced Qinghua Mountain people gradually slowed down their expressions, and then he heard cheers erupting all around.

"This time, you're making a big splash!"

Qing Yuan'er, who had been under the stage all the time, jumped up directly, looked at the excited-looking disciples of the Desolation Palace around her, and smiled at Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao smiled lightly, and was about to speak, when several elders of the Desolation Palace who fell beside him also laughed and said: "Thanks to Xiaoyao this time, these guys from Qinghua Mountain actually took advantage of the top disciples of my Desolation Palace to retreat If I came to worship Zong some time ago, if I didn’t have Xiaoyao, I’m afraid I’ll let those guys succeed today.”

"Side methods are hard to achieve."

Yi Xiaoyao shook his head, the reputation and prestige of a sectarian force cannot be obtained by such means.

"Having said that, it's not good for my reputation in the Palace of Desolation."

The elders of the Desolation Palace nodded appreciatively, then looked at each other and said: "I will report to the Palace Master later, so I won't accompany you young people."

After Yi Xiaoyao and all his disciples sent the elders away respectfully, the surrounding disciples of the Desolation Palace rushed up like a tide, and those fiery and reverent gazes made Yi Xiaoyao shiver uncontrollably.

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(End of this chapter)