Soul Emperor Martial God

"Half a year?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"No wonder I noticed this powerful kendo in the east half a year ago."

"There's something." Senior Luo looked at Xiao Yi suddenly.

"Half a year ago, Sword Lord Chixiao went to the southern stronghold to find you."

Xiao Yi nodded, "He came to me for the body of Sword Sover Dong Ao. I didn't give it, and I can't give it."

Dongao Jianjun's body had long been transformed into kendo power and absorbed by Zidian.

"Yeah." Senior Luo nodded, "If you don't give it, you won't give it. He found the door to send him to death. Could it be that he should leave him a whole body?"

"But do you understand the words of Sword Sovereign Chixiao?"

Xiao Yi sneered, "When people die, the lamp goes out, and grievances become ashes."

"A year and a half ago, I put down the cruel words after killing people in the Ancient Realm Sect, and let the Supreme Sword Sect and Qiong Yuzong give me an explanation."

"If this mere grievance becomes ashes is an explanation, I am very dissatisfied."

"He is willing, I will not."

Senior Luo stared at Xiao Yi, "You can give it up."

"No." Xiao Yi said seriously.

Senior Luo shook his head slightly, "It is the disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect that guard the study of the main hall of my Black Demon Palace, and the disciple of Sword Sover Dong Ao is headed."

"In other words, this matter was only done by Dongao Jianjun himself."

"Except for him, the twelve disciples Luo Chengxiao, the second sword king Chixiao sword king, etc., did not participate in this matter."

"You have taken the life of Sword Sover Dongao, you can be regarded as the old man's anger, and it has nothing to do with the Supreme Sword Sect."

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, "Those **** have visited you while I'm not here?"

"You old fellow can say good things to them. Isn't it the rumored strongest sword repairer in the world, the Supreme Sword Lord?"

"I'll call you back now..."

Xiao Yi's eyes were cold.

He didn't mind the end of the Supreme Sword Sect and the Ancient Realm Sect.

It would not take him much time to go to the east end.

The main hall master of Shura smiled jokingly, "This tough guy with the surname Luo is not convinced, who do you think can make him look good?"

"The Supreme Sword Sect, no one is looking for him."

"He was just talking about the facts. The sins he suffered have nothing to do with the Supreme Sword Sect."

"Tsk tusk." Yandian Chief Hall Master sneered. "Boy, it's only been a year and a half. How hard are your wings?"

"I listen to your tone, am I going to beat the Supreme Sword Sovereign too?"

Xiao Yi shrugged and sneered, "I don't mind."

"Fine." The head of the Demon Hunting Hall said in a deep voice, "Go back to the main hall and talk about it."

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded and looked at Hall Master Tang Yin, "As the order goes on, the Eight Palaces' elites quickly returned to the western defense line."

"The mainland edict will end today."

"But the reward quest for killing evil repairs and evil beasts will always hang high in the major branches."

"The martial artist of the Middle Territory can continue to pursue the remaining evil repairs and evil repairs to obtain high rewards from the Eight Palaces."

"Chengfeng Hall Master." Xiao Yi looked at the Chengfeng Hall Master.

"You are responsible for the large and small intelligence records since the mainland's edicts were issued, the records of the warriors and so on."

"I will tell you everything about all kinds of matters."

"Moxibustion inflammation hall master." Xiao Yi looked at the moxibustion inflammation hall master.

"You and the other hall masters are responsible for other post-war matters."

"The warriors of the various forces in Yingzhao can be disbanded on the spot and return to their own territory."

"This year and six months, there have been countless battles in various parts of the Central Region, and countless casualties, and the various regions themselves have suffered heavy casualties."

"Anyway, you guys do the aftermath work."

Xiao Yi looked at the main hall masters, "I and the old hall masters rush back to the main hall first."

"After you have dealt with all kinds of matters, you will return to the main hall quickly and await instructions."

"Yes." All the main hall masters bowed in response.

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi's figure flashed, rising from the sky, fiercely high in the sky.

In front of him was the robe that accompanied him to contend against evil repairs for a year and a half.

"It's been a year and a half, everyone." Xiao Yi arched his hands, and a loud voice resounded through the audience.

"The master of the main hall is serious." A group of martial artists, arched their hands together, returned a salute.

"Thanks to the chief hall master for a year and a half for his leadership, to cleanse the evil beasts and restore the peace in the central region."

Xiao Yi's face was majestic and solemn, and he nodded, arched his hands again, and the dragon flame fire wings condensed, turning into a stream of flames and flying to the distance.

"Gong to the main hall master." Below, there was another neat and ear-splitting compliment.

When the eight chief hall masters saw this, they all smiled.

The Master Hallmaster of the Demon Hunt glanced at Senior Luo and chuckled, "You are the witness of the ancient war that year."

"In that continent's edict, the eight first-generation chief hall masters only had one look in their eyes, and they could make all the mainland powerhouses present in the room boil with great fighting spirit."

"Even the two heavenly monarchs and a bunch of monarch realm powerhouses under their leadership, when faced with such a fierce warrior, they trembled unconsciously."

"Do you know why all the mainland powerhouses at that time were willing to unconditionally convince the first generation of master hall masters?"

Senior Luo grinned slightly, "Only the baptism of blood can exchange such absolute trust."

"You only know that the eight first-generation master hall masters admire them, but you don't know how many times their backs have appeared in front of countless mainland powerhouses."

"Silent guarding time and time again, Fang made that figure broad and trustworthy in the eyes of mainland martial artists."

"Even if there is a mortal road ahead, they will follow without hesitation."

The eight people smiled slightly, and their silhouettes also gradually disappeared into the distance.

In place, the warriors in the stronghold also evacuated one after another in mighty force.

The southern area is now an ordinary place where there is no evil to repair evil.

...

The southern edge, thousands of miles away.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the martial artist who had evacuated in the distance.

That aqua-blue shirt seemed a bit dazzling at this moment.

Miss Shui, rarely watched quietly, without a slight smile.

Around, one by one warriors stood on one knee, showing respectful and fearful faces.

For a long while.

As if unable to bear this repressive atmosphere, an old man took the lead to say, "Please forgive the water girl, it is useless for me."

Girl Shui turned her head slightly and glanced at the old man, "Eight years ago, several elders of the Ancient Realm Sect led the team, and all the elites of the Holy Realm joined forces to set up ambush here."

"As a result, the halberd fell into the sand, and all died at this junction."

"Miss Water, forgive me." The old man, already trembling, knelt on his knees.

"Today." Girl Shui's calm eyes scanned the other kneeling people.

"It took me five years to set up the bureau, and it took me more than ten years to prepare everything in the southern area, and everything was destroyed."

"Even me, was forced to escape the southern range."

Girl Shui's tone was very calm, without joy or sadness.

But everyone kneeling down there, their complexions changed drastically, and they all showed panic.

"I also asked Miss Water to condemn her, because Ruoli disappointed Miss Water."

Yuan Ruoli gritted his teeth.

Girl Sui finally showed a smile on her face, "It has nothing to do with you, you have done well enough."

Yuan Ruoli was unwilling, "But Ruoli was still defeated."

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