Soul Emperor Martial God

"Xiao Yi villain..."

The cold and angry voice resounded through the audience.

Xiao Yi put down Xia Yiming's body, lay flat on the ground, and examined it carefully.

"What a weak body." Xiao Yi frowned.

The vitality and its own aura are all weak, but strangely, it has not reached the point of death.

That feeling is more like no matter how weak the vitality is, it will eventually leave a point.

It's like the overbearing Hei Tan didn't intend to take Xia Yiming's life, and exhausted Xia Yiming's vitality.

However, such a weak body is enough to cause countless troubles afterwards.

Lightly, the cultivation base is reduced, the talent is damaged, and there is no chance of recovery.

The most important rule is weakness to death.

Yes, Hei Tan doesn't seem to want Xia Yiming's life.

However, this kind of fundamental weakness seemed to **** up all the potential of the body.

And this kind of weakness will lead to death.

Or to put it more simply, Xia Yiming at this moment seems to be harmless, but in reality, his body is like a dead old man, who will drive to the west at any time.

"Damn it." Xiao Yi cursed secretly, his hands were dotted, and the light surged.

One after another rare heaven and earth treasures were sacrificed, and the flame in his hand froze fiercely, instantly refining.

The pure essence of heaven, material and earth was poured into Xia Yiming's mouth.

"Sen Luo." Xiao Yi's eyes moved, and the light of Sun Luo's law condensed, rushing into Xia Yiming's body.

"Xiao Yi evil thief..." Dongfang Zhi, wearing mourning clothes, was already full of anger.

"Come on, take this thief who assassinated my elder brother for me."

Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, "Those who disturb me will be killed on the spot."

Swish...wish...wish...wish...

Around, a group of strong eight palaces suddenly stepped out.

A sense of blockade immediately covered a ten-meter radius around Xiao Yi.

A pair of cold and sharp eyes looked around.

One by one, the Eight Halls powerhouses instantly entered a state of combat.

Once someone steps into this perceptual blockade, they will kill without hesitation.

"Xiao Yi evil thief, you..." Dongfang Zhi scolded coldly, but still stepped back unconsciously, not daring to approach the blockade.

"Why, can your Eight Palace Warriors behave nonsense?"

"You Eight Temple Warriors can shield the murderer?"

Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear, combing through the pure medicinal power in Xia Yiming's body.

The medicinal power of the rare natural materials and treasures will be strong and effective at the fastest speed under the blessing of the law of Sen Luo.

A pure, mild, or violent spiritual fluid wandered through Xia Yiming's body, warming and moisturizing this dry and haggard body.

The body, which was almost dead, gradually returned to life at a slightly slow speed.

Xiao Yi frowned.

With his ability, the effect of the medicine can actually be greater, and Yiming's weak body can recover faster.

However, at this moment, Xia Yiming's body is as weak as a dead tree. If he moves faster, one insufficiency will exceed the strength that this body can withstand today.

At that time, there will be more serious physical damage.

"Damn, the last backlash hasn't fully recovered." Xiao Yi frowned even more tightly.

He could clearly detect that Xia Yiming's weak body contained some remaining weaknesses.

Old injuries and new injuries erupted together, and Fang Ran made this weak body extremely troublesome now.

"Palace Master, I..." Xia Yiming seemed to gradually regain some strength and wanted to say something.

"Don't talk first." Xiao Yi interrupted coldly.

"If I just took your sword a bit slower, even if Heiyan can't kill you, your body will be weak enough to be difficult to repair."

"At that time, what was left for me to heal was probably a dead wood body with thousands of holes. No matter how difficult it is to recover, it will even be a dead body, equivalent to a corpse."

Xia Yiming gave a wry smile.

Around, there was already a constant noise, no, even an uproar.

"What is going crazy with this second lady from the Dongfang family?"

"What does it mean to get stolen by someone?"

"Listen to her tone, the death of Dongfang Qilin is related to Palace Master Xiao Yi?"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion around.

Just at this moment, in the distance, eight figures slowly approached.

The noise around him stopped immediately.

"See the main hall master." The strong around, all bowed and saluted.

It was not a salute from the superior or superior, but a slight salute to show respect.

"Good come." Dongfang Zhi sneered, glaring at the eight main hall masters.

"The eight chief palace masters are all legends in the world, so shouldn't they open their eyes and talk nonsense?"

"You were also there that day and saw with your own eyes this Xiao Yi evil thief killed my big brother..."

The eight main hall masters arrived slowly, without speaking or speaking, without even looking at Dongfang Zhi, they only walked to one side of the crowd and stood indifferently.

The eyes of the eight people were placed on Xiao Yi.

"You..." Dongfang Zhi became even more angry when she saw that the eight chief hall masters turned a deaf ear to her half-minute movements.

The Lord Chengfeng walked out quickly, arching his hands, "Second Miss Dongfang Family, please be careful."

"Speak carefully? I'm afraid you want to block my mouth?" Dongfang Zhi sneered and shouted loudly.

"My eldest brother was only in a coma on the bed that day, but this thief Xiao Yi suddenly looked concerned and took the lead to investigate in front of my elder brother's bed."

"The speed and movement seem to be more concerned about my elder brother's injury than my father and grandfather."

"Unfortunately, he caught my elder brother's wrist for a moment, and my elder brother was completely dead."

"In the world, where are so many coincidences?"

"What are you making up excuses for my eldest brother's death in the dark?"

Dongfang Zhi glanced around with cold eyes, "Every strong person present is a participant and survivor of that day's war."

"I also saw that Hei Tan will not contaminate our human warriors at all."

"Our Terran warriors will not be in danger even if they pass through the huge eruption of Hei Ya."

"Humph." Dongfang Zhi snorted coldly, "Any strong man present can expose the lies of Xiao Yi's evil thief."

"Eight Palace, even though you are domineering, but you think you can stop the crowd?"

Dongfang Zhi's voice just fell.

All around, there was an uproar once again.

Among the martial artists present, all were well-known generations in the Middle Territory, and they were all powerful men with advanced cultivation bases.

Even if Dongfang Zhi said a few words, they were enough to guess what happened and know what Dongfang Zhi meant.

"It's nonsense." Palace Master Chengfeng said coldly, "Your Dongfang Family's old Patriarch was also there and saw it really."

"When the lord Xiao Yi approaches, your eldest brother Dongfang Qilin has no vitality, what do you do with the lord Xiao Yi?"

"The Eastern Patriarch can testify about this matter."

"Could it be that the second lady of the Dongfang Family felt that the old Dongfang Patriarch would ignore the death of his grandson and help an outsider?"

"Huh." Dongfang Zhi snorted coldly, "My eldest brother is grandpa's hope. My grandpa will not favor outsiders, but treat them fairly, unlike some old and respectable people who blindly favoritism."

As Dongfang Zhibian said, he glanced at the eight chief hall masters.

The icy gaze finally fixed on Xiao Yi, "It's just that this villain Xiao Yi didn't know what weird means he used to hide from Grandpa's perception and blind Grandpa's eyes."

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