Free Soldier King Mixed Country

The bones were about to break, Xiao Yi noticed that the palm of the opponent had not touched his body.

The oppression of the momentum alone made him so embarrassed, it was simply too bully.

I want to practice hard by myself and constantly improve my cultivation level, just to be able to protect myself and protect the people around me.

This time, Xiao Yi saw what is called Tianwaiyoutian, it was like being trampled underfoot, and you couldn't help resisting it.

In the past, Xiao Yi's opponent was vulnerable, and Xiao Yi controlled the situation. Now the situation is the opposite.

When it was his turn, such a change was really unacceptable, Xiao Yi clenched his fist and didn't fall down.

Relying on willpower to support his body, but the perception of strength is very different, and the result is not what Xiao Yi thought.

"Haha...In my hands, even with your strength, you want to resist, it's a joke!"

An even greater soul power invaded Xiao Yi's consciousness. Xiao Yi only felt that every inch and every cell of his body was plunged into endless pain.

He wanted to see which step he could do with his own ability. Now it seems that he is indeed not the opponent of this person, and can only be handed over to the master to deal with it.

"Boy, don't support it. The strength of this kind of person is not something you can measure. If you continue to support it like this, I'm afraid your meridians will be severely damaged!"

"I am really unwilling to be stepped underfoot. Sooner or later, I will repay the humiliation I have suffered today."

"It's good to have this ambition. I'll help you through this difficult situation."

Xiao Yi's consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and then the control of the body was handed over to Master.

The remnant soul of Zi Xu merged into Xiao Yi's body, and the face of Wan Lie in front of him showed a triumphant smile on his face.

In his hands, Xiao Yi did not have the ability to resist, but Wan Yanlie did not calculate that there was another power in Xiao Yi's body.

Suddenly he saw Xiao Yi, who had been suppressed, slowly stood up, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and actually moved his hand away.

This is simply impossible. How could Xiao Yi's strength resist the pressure of his own soul, and still be able to burst out such a powerful force.

"Why... what's going on?"

It was Zi Xu who was facing Wan Yan Lie now. If he returned to his peak, Wan Yan Lie in front of him would be wiped out by moving his finger.

Now only this remnant soul remains, and after a period of recovery, it is enough to deal with this kind of person.

"Dare to move my disciple, and don't weigh how many catties you have!"

Zi Xu exploded and scolded, Wan Yanlie fell into chaos, what was going on.

The Xiao Yi in front of him was exactly the same as before, in terms of aura, what did the change between the two mean.

Still, there are hidden secrets in Xiao Yi's body. He had been disguising himself before.

"You...who are you?"

Wan Yan Lie was surprised. At this moment, Xiao Yi raised a hand and fell heavily.

A fierce slap was slapped on Wan Yanlie's face. Wan Yanlie realized this and blocked it with his hands.

Unfortunately……

With such a powerful strength, his movements were actually slow for a moment, and in such a moment, he was slapped in the face.

This slap is not something ordinary people can hit.

The power of Zi Xu's remnant soul is completely comparable to that of Xiao Qian today, but because the power of the soul is fragile, it cannot be fully utilized.

In addition, every time he makes a move, it will greatly consume the power of the soul, and it will take a long time to cultivate afterwards.

So under normal circumstances, Zi Xu would not appear in a situation that Xiao Yi could handle.

Wan Yan Lie's body quickly backed away and slammed into the door of the room behind, and that was what stopped.

On a heavy door, the figure of Wan Yan Lie was printed, just a slap.

Staring at the traces left on the ground, he slapped himself up nearly ten meters away.

At this moment, Yan Lie was no longer the previous disdainful look, and when he looked at Xiao Yi, he was a little frightened.

He didn't understand in his heart, what happened to a person in a short period of time, and his strength has improved so significantly.

"Who are you? You have such a formidable strength!"

"He is my apprentice, and I am just a trace of power that is placed on him. The cognizance point quickly get out of me from here, otherwise when I arrive, you, the entire black dragon clan, don't keep one!"

Xiao Yi made a thick and old voice at this moment, and this voice contained the coercion of the power of the soul, and the momentum completely suppressed Wan Yan Lie.

Wan Yanlie wanted to take Xiao Yi back, otherwise he would not be able to face the tribe, so today he must take Xiao Yi away.

After calming down, it was just a trace of sustenance, not so terrible, he said solemnly.

"The arrogance of the predecessor's life is actually going to destroy our whole family."

"You use my apprentice to complete your big formation, can't I just stand out for my apprentice?"

"Xiao Yi" said, his eyes changed when he stood in front of Wan Yanlie.

The aura is so fierce and terrifying, those eyes are full of confidence, and a trace of gazing at the world.

Such a terrifying person only puts a trace of power on, and even has such power, it is conceivable that if the deity is here, he Wanyanlie is definitely not an opponent.

Such a master is Xiao Yi's master, which also explains why Xiao Yi has the current achievements in cultivation and strength at this age.

"What if I have to take him away?"

Wan Yan Lie said in a deep voice, a trace of black air radiated from his body, which meant he wanted to do something.

Among the seven elders of the Black Dragon clan, he is one of them. How could he give up his goal because of such a sentence.

Even if it is a fight, you have to try how strong this force is and bring Xiao Yi back.

The eyes of'Xiao Yi' were shining, like the stars on that day, with a hint of mystery.

What Zixu is proud of is the Xuantian Dao Fa he created himself, and he has already reached the final level in the realm of the Xuantian Dao Fa.

Relying on this trace of soul power, the powerful power of Xuantian Taoism can be exerted, and he sneered.

"Only by you? The firefly light dares to compete with Haoyue for glory."

Around Xiao Yi's body, a mysterious character appeared, and this character was continuously rotating around his body.

Wan Yanlie had never seen such a strange move. The black energy in his hand condensed into a black python.

The huge body and the black scales on the body reflect cold light.

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