"I'm afraid you won't make it!

Xia Yi sent out an idea. In fact, he was still frantically urging the Great Yantian Bian to generate heat and keep compressing it in his dantian. A feeling of weakness hit Xia Yi's heart, but Xia Yi still chose to bite his head hard. Fight with Saint Assassin.

The Saint Assassin's combat skills are very high, and he is more able to seize opportunities. Although Xia Yi took advantage of it at first, with the continuous sequelae of the Great Yantian Change and Bamen Dunjia, Xia Yi became weaker and weaker, and later took pills Neither is enough for the wound to heal.

The blood can't be regenerated, the body can't heal, Xia Yi's face is a little pale, but he is still compressing the power, compressing and compressing all the power with Yang Yan, he understands what he is doing, this method is crazy, but why not- - - An application of force?

His body was cut with one knife after another, and Xia Yi also tried to attack with punches and punches. Even if he could hit the saint assassin up to now,

It can hardly do any damage.

The soul began to become ignorant, Xia Yi realized that he was not good enough, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, only the power of blood and energy in body training kept him from falling, Xia Yi actually had many other means to hurt the saint, You don't have to make yourself so miserable.

But he can't help it. What's the use of being injured? The saint wants to run and he can't catch up.

The Saint Assassin still has some room to spare, and his scorched body has begun to recover. This is the horror of the Saint. He is born with a strong recovery ability, even if it is not as terrifying as Xia Yi.

"There is something to be done in the sky, but it is impossible to do evil yourself. It is good to surrender, why ask for trouble!"

The Saint Assassin-- held Xia Yi by the neck with one hand, Xia Yi was basically out of strength now, his recovery couldn't keep up with the consumption, the burned hair of the Saint Assassin began to grow back- some, His eyes were full of anger.

This Xia Yi was ignorant from the very beginning. What he hated most was this kind of trash. He was self-righteous and thought he was a genius. If he didn't know how to read the situation, he had to fight for 0-[-]. What's wrong with submitting to him? As a saint Or he might accept apprentices.

But anyway, what happened today actually proved - point, he - - began to keep his hand until Xia Yi was about to die, and the so-called holy emperor behind Xia Yi still didn't come out, Xia Yi was just there just now The ability to resist is enough to prove that there is no Holy Emperor behind Xia Yi.

"Can I... provoke you?"

Although Xia Yi was being lifted by the neck, it did not affect his communication with the Saint Assassin with his spiritual sense. The Saint Assassin only shook his head slightly when he heard Xia Yi's words.

"Too tender, too tender!

The Saint Assassin couldn't help sighing, and was disappointed with Xia Yi again. This kind of genius usually dies very quickly, and he is complacent because of his temporary ability. He doesn't know how to recharge his energy, and he doesn't know how to bow his head. For those who are angry, he just fulfilled the order. He admired Xia Yi so he planned to let Xia Yi survive.

It's a pity that Xia Yi didn't want this life himself, so he can't blame him.

"I? Too tender? Or... eh...".

After the battle, Xia Yi now has a realization, that is, he is indeed a bit tender, and he must be careful when dealing with saints in the future.

"You angered me, so now you are no longer eligible to live.

The Saint Assassin's tone was flat, and his other hand resolutely slapped Xia Yi's head. The vitality in Xia Yi's body was cut off instantly, his heart stopped beating, and death energy was naturally born in his body. Xia Yi's soul will die if he escapes before it affects his soul.

But the Saint Assassin naturally wouldn't give Xia Yi this chance. While the palm cut off Xia Yi's vitality, it also bound Xia Yi's soul in his body. Xia Yi's next fate was to disappear.

Of course, that was in his opinion.

But a strange thing happened, the speed of death energy in Xia Yi's body was extremely strange, it filled the whole body at once, more like spiritual energy - penetrated through the eight meridians, some flesh and blood on Xia Yi's body began to turn into rotten sand and fall , but he raised his head!

Yes, a dead man, raised his head!

.".....can"

The Saint Assassin still kept catching Xia Yi. Half of Xia Yi's face had disappeared, replaced by white bones, empty eye sockets, and bright red flames burning in those eye sockets.

What is Huoyan, he doesn't even recognize it with his ability.

"Do you know... where is the other side of life?

"Go away!"

The Saint Assassin was a little scared and wanted to throw Xia Yi away quickly, but Xia Yi hugged his arm tightly. He recognized what Xia Yi was now, it was Netherworld, the head of evil!

"Why are you so afraid of me? Don't you want me to die? Now I'm dead.

The current Xia Yi is indeed dead. Anyone who sees the current Xia Yi will think so. Xia Yi is very clear that his form is very scary. It seems that even a saint will be timid for a while.

The next moment, Xia Yi hugged the Saint Assassin tightly, and the power that was compressed in the dantian before was released instantly.

"I'm curious about the power of a zero-distance nuclear explosion."

After speaking, the white glow swallowed everything, even the dark starry sky was briefly illuminated.

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9

After the white glow subsided, everything seemed to be calm, but it seemed to be a little different from what Xia Yi thought.

The karmic fire in Xia Yi's empty eye sockets flickered, and the fire was much dimmer than before. Xia Yi immediately pulled back, and the flesh and blood on his body were still turning into sand and floating in the starry sky.

The reason for his retreat is nothing else, but that the saint assassin is... still alive!

After being exploded by Xia Yi's Yangyan fusion at such a close distance, he is still alive. The saint assassin's current appearance is similar to Xia Yi's, and it is even worse. Most of his flesh and blood have been melted, but he is still hanging. - -0 Qi, this made Xia Yi feel awe of the saint again, the realm of the real king and the saint is indeed too different.

He had never really fought against a saint before, but now that he has tried it, he knows that even with all his strength, it is difficult to kill a saint. Xia Yi can be said to have used his strongest attack method.

"...to die

"Must! Must! Die!

The hoarse whisper of the saint assassin rang in Xia Yi's ears. Xia Yi gradually clenched his hands with only the phalanges left. Now he might not be able to run away at all. Xia Yi lowered his head and glanced at the beautiful stars below him. To the extent that both parties must want the other to die, there is no possibility of one party escaping.

There is only one person who can return to the ground!

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