Soul Emperor Martial God

Boom...The Great Worship was blasted by a sword for a hundred meters.

The spectators around were shocked.

"How could it be possible to blow up the great worship?"

On the side of the Wind Brake Hall, the faces of several Wind Brave Hall Masters also changed, "A sword blasts off and a great sacrifice? Is this little thief really so strong."

"No." The Master of the Wind Palace shook his head.

"Oh?" Several sub-temple masters looked at the wind master in doubt.

The Lord of the Wind Palace is silent.

On the side, the referee on the previous martial arts stage solemnly said, "It's not enough for the big sacrifice."

"If you do your best, Xiao Yi kid can't take the next move."

This person is the first sub-host of Fengsha Temple, second only to the host of Fengsha Temple in terms of strength and status.

Naturally, the eyesight is much higher than that of the ordinary branch halls.

"So that's it." Several sub-temple masters were relieved.

"If that little thief could crush the Eighth Heaven at his age, it would be..."

Several sub-hosts smiled, and did not continue.

What they want to say is that it will be unacceptable.

If that were the case, Xiao Yi, the little thief, would not even be able to describe the word enchanting; this was even an extremely terrifying thing.

the other side.

The blasted big worshiper waved his hand and stopped his figure in an instant.

Step, stand firmly on the ground.

"Tianji Eightfold can't kill you? Hahahaha." Dazhu laughed a few times.

"Good, good, crazy enough."

"A arrogant like you, the more arrogant, the happier the old man will kill."

Whoosh... the voice of the big offering fell, and it came instantly.

The big knife in his hand is as heavy as it is.

With a slash, Xiao Yi held the sword one block, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Above the sword, a huge force came, making his hands numb.

The power then spread to his body, directly causing him to vomit blood.

"You didn't do your best just now?" Xiao Yi's expression was startled.

"What do you mean?" Da Fu sneered.

Boom... It's another blow.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, only to feel the pain in his hands, and spit out blood again.

"Can't carry it hard." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Since Great Enshrinement created the Kuangfeng Badao, he is also a powerful swordsman.

Moreover, it is a domineering knife.

With the cultivation base far surpassing Xiao Yi, it was difficult for Xiao Yi to resist.

However, Xiao Yi intends to change the situation of the battle and respond to it with his own mysterious swordsmanship; instead, he found that the sword of great worship completely controls the entire battle.

Dao Yi directly blocked Xiao Yi's body.

Xiao Yi had no choice but to carry it hard.

Boom... It's another blow.

Xiao Yi spit out blood again.

"How can you relieve the hatred in your heart if the old man directly kills a gangster like you?" Da Fu's face was extremely hideous.

The voice fell, booming... it was cut out with one knife.

"The old man's only grandson and only great-grandson died at your hands."

Boom... It's another cut.

"Aren't you crazy just now? Are you arrogant?"

"You, such a arrogant, will be crumpled to death in humiliation, severely injured and killed in torture, it will be extremely painful."

When every word of the Great Sacrifice falls, it is cut out with a single knife.

And every time Xiao Yi held his sword to resist, every time he blocked his hands, his hands were shaken as if bones were shattering; the internal organs qi and blood surged.

Mouthful blood, kept spitting out.

"Your talent is strong, you are a wicked evildoer; but before you grow up, you are like an ant in front of the old man."

"The old man wants to let you, the arrogant, fall in pain today."

Boom...boom...

With these two swords, the expression on the face when the big offering was cut was even more hideous and even terrifying.

Xiao Yi's hands were almost destroyed.

"If you want me to die, it depends on your ability." Xiao Yi's face was cold.

With the Blizzard sword in his hand, he forced it across.

Above the domineering sword intent, endless cold frost emerged.

"Ice Cracking Sky Slash."

A terrifying blizzard broke out and hit.

The extreme frost, suddenly covering a radius of hundreds of meters.

"I can't help myself." Dazhuo gave a cold cry.

The voice fell, and the domineering knife intent around him destroyed all the frost in an instant.

This is the strength of Great Enshrinement, without even having to take action, just relying on the sword intent, has destroyed Xiao Yi's strongest kendo martial arts.

Just at this time.

"Break it for me." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice, cutting out with a sword.

The bitter blade of the sword instantly broke the sword intent that was blocked around him.

Then the figure flashed, taking dozens of steps back in an instant.

In the distance, several sub-hosts of the Fengsha Temple were slightly surprised, "This little thief, on the contrary, has a very strong fighting skill."

"It actually played martial arts, pretending to fight back with all its strength, and distracted the attention of the great worship."

"In fact, just looking for an opportunity to make a full sword, breaking the blockade of the sword intent."

On the other side, the Great Envoy sneered, "The little thief is a little thief, very cunning."

"Did you also be so cunning that day that you harmed my grandson?"

Whoosh... The big worship figure flashed, and attacked again.

Xiao Yi had expected it, and cut it out with a sword.

Boom...The collision of the sword and the sword ended in a tie.

"Huh?" Dazhu narrowed his eyes.

"If you don't use all your strength, you can't kill me." Xiao Yi sneered.

He had been prepared for a long time, and if he didn't give his full strength, he would not be able to block his fighting range.

"You don't need to kill you." Dazhuo gave a cold cry.

Boom...boom...boom...

The battle between the sword and the sword made it difficult to distinguish the outcome.

The battle between the two is also amazing.

The range of a few miles had already become devastated in the aftermath of the two fighting.

At this moment, Xiao Yi's two large ice patterns on his arms have been opened; the power of the iceberg and the sea of ​​fire in the small world inside his body is fully mobilized.

With Xiao Yi after the iceberg and the fire, his combat power is completely different from before.

Coupled with the blessing of the ice pattern, the combat power is even more amazing.

Boom... At this moment, there was another loud noise.

The battle between the two finally changed.

Xiao Yi was blown into the air by a slash, and the Blizzard sword in his hand even dropped out, with blood dripping on his mouth.

"Heh." After Xiao Yi stood firm, with a big wave, the volley sucked the Blizzard sword back into his hand.

"You have increased your strength."

Dazhu had a grim face, "As long as I can kill you, I don't mind being serious."

"Really?" Xiao Yi grinned with a sneer.

In the next second, an invisible force suddenly poured out.

In the front, the Great Enshrine did not react for a while, and fell into a state of absent-mindedness.

When he recovered, Xiao Yi's sword was already before his throat.

"Get off." Dazhu yelled angrily.

The fierce intent of the sword instantly blasted Xiao Yi with his sword.

"You did your best." Xiao Yi sneered.

Yes, at the moment just now, the big offerings gave their full strength.

The great sacrifice under the full strength, relying solely on the momentum, has blasted Xiao Yi away.

Xiao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his figure flashed, and he strode up again.

At the same time, an invisible force poured out.

However, this time, the big offering had no effect.

"You are a soul master? But you think, how can you win the old man with the same method?" Da Fu was full of disdain.

Although the spirit master's methods are weird, under absolute strength, this is completely useless.

"Well, wait until the old man will capture you, and then let you slowly taste the taste of life is better than death."

"Press me."

The surging power of the martial arts came instantly.

The figure Xiao Yi had attacked was instantly suppressed by imprisonment.

Within a few miles, everything, including air, spiritual energy, and even martial arts power, was suppressed and imprisoned.

"Puff." Xiao Yi spit out blood, his face extremely pale.

"The battle can be over." In the distance, the first sub-temple master of Fengsha Temple nodded.

"The Great Sacrifice has given all its strength, and the eightfold heaven and earth power of the celestial pole is enough to crush that kid to pieces with a single thought."

Sure enough, in the battle on the other side.

Xiao Yi's expression was extremely painful.

The body, under strong pressure, constantly spilled blood drops.

I'm afraid it won't be long before Xiao Yi will turn into a cloud of blood.

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