Soul Emperor Martial God

boom…

Xiao Yi punched out with all his strength, and the terrifying physical power directly blasted the black-clothed warrior in front of him for a hundred meters.

The biting wind of fist even destroyed everything along the way.

"How is it possible." Around, four warriors in black who were holding the other end of the chain exclaimed.

I haven't reacted yet, but Xiao Yi has already pulled him over, and he has pulled the chain over.

Click...

One of them, Xiao Yi held his throat.

"Now, can you tell me who you are?" Xiao Yi looked at the martial artist in his hand indifferently.

"Uh." The black-clothed warrior suddenly had trouble breathing and struggled.

"Okay... a powerful physical force, deacon, this kid is not only a kendo warrior, but also a Shura warrior."

"Deacon?" Xiao Yi frowned.

He knew that the deacon who was called by the martial artist in his hand was the tall and tall black-clothed warrior who had just been blown away by him.

"You should answer my question first." Xiao Yi's arm strength increased a bit.

"We are..." The warrior in black faced death, struggling to say something.

Whoosh...

Ahead, the tall and straight warrior in black, already holding a sickle, quickly attacked.

"Trap this kid." Before the person arrived, a loud shout came.

"Yes." The other three people pulled on the scarlet chain tightly.

"Humph." Xiao Yi snorted coldly.

There was a flash of thunder and lightning on his body.

The violent thunder light passed through the chains and instantly spread to the other three people.

Zi Zi Zi...

A raging sound of thunder and lightning flashed across the three of them.

But in an instant, the three of them smoked all over their bodies, and they were there to the end.

"Broken." Xiao Yi shouted, shaking heavily under the physical strength of Lei Gang's combat body.

The chains that locked his limbs broke easily.

Subsequently, Xiao Yi stepped back.

Before the sickle of the tall warrior struck, he stepped back.

The **** sickle slashed before his eyes.

It did not hurt Xiao Yi.

But, snorted.

Instead, the sickle drew on the black-clothed warrior whose throat was held by Xiao Yi just now.

The sickle is extremely sharp; the strong smell of blood is even more eye-catching.

The black-clothed warrior was actually cut up in an instant.

"You..." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

"Deacon...you..." The black warrior looked at the tall warrior with an incredulous face.

"Jie Jie." The upright warrior said with a sneer, "There are some things that should not be said. If you dare to say, you will die."

The tall warrior retracted the sickle.

Under the hideous mask, a bloodthirsty light glowed.

Snapped…

The black-clothed warrior who was dismembered fell to the ground with a soft sound.

"Boy, some ability." The upright warrior looked directly at Xiao Yi.

Under the hideous mask, besides the bloodthirsty light, there was a cruel smile at this moment.

"Swordsman martial artist, plus a body refining exercise, and it is also a top-notch body refining exercise that is cultivated by thunder and lightning."

"But also, if you don't have the ability, how can you dare to be alone, across a million mountains and a hundred thousand dangerous places."

"You prey is more valuable than I catch a hundred, not a thousand ordinary prey."

"Prey?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"Musha?"

"You don't need to ask more." The tall and straight warrior said coldly.

"You'll know soon, Jie Jie Jie Jie."

Yin sneer fell, the warrior stood tall, and shot again.

The **** sickle struck towards Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's face was stunned, the speed of this upright warrior was extremely fast.

laugh…

The **** sickle flicked past.

Xiao Yi could only retreat in time, avoiding the critical point.

The **** sickle slashed his clothes.

On the chest, there are three bloodstains that are extremely scary.

Above the bloodstain, there was a strong corrosive aura that caused his injuries to continue to overflow with blood bubbles.

"Four celestial poles." Xiao Yi glanced at the upright martial artist.

He glanced at the other dozen or so black warriors around.

"All Celestial Realm."

"Boy, fight with me, do you still have the mind to look at other people?" The upright warrior's **** sickle struck again.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

"I'm just thinking about what such a group of combat power will do here."

"But, forget it, I'm in a hurry, so I don't plan to figure it out."

"You..." The upright warrior's tone sank, and a bad idea suddenly came to his mind.

In the next second, Xiao Yi's momentum surged sharply.

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi flashed in place, easily snatching the upright warrior's sickle.

"So fast." The tall and straight warrior showed surprise for the first time.

Qiang... a sword sound suddenly came from behind him.

"Huh?" The tall warrior was startled. He just turned around and saw a sharp sword that looked like a shock, stabbing straight.

Snorted.

The sharp sword pierced his chest easily.

"How is it possible, how can you suddenly become so much stronger." The tall and straight warrior made an incredulous voice.

Xiao Yi did not answer, but the Blizzard sword in his hand flashed with light.

Stabbed into the sword body of the tall warrior, a fierce cold breath raged.

Bang... the tall and tall warrior, instantly flew under this sword.

When he fell from mid-air, there was already an extremely cold breath in his body, which sealed him from the inside out.

"It's up to you." Xiao Yi turned his head and looked at the black warriors around him.

At this moment, Xiao Yi, on his arm, two large ice patterns have been opened.

Under the peak of the earth, the two big ice patterns were opened together, and the combat power had already passed the celestial realm; coupled with the celestial triple physical power.

Since it was a face, he defeated the tall warrior.

However, Xiao Yi's voice just fell.

Not far away, crack...crack...crack...

There was a burst of cracking ice.

A tall warrior, breaks the ice easily.

On the **** sickle, blood rushed.

"Do you like this?" Xiao Yi frowned.

According to his previous estimate, that tall warrior was at least seriously injured.

But now, it looks almost unscathed.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie." The tall warrior suddenly laughed.

The cold laughter resounded through the entire mist dangerously.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.

"Boy." The upright warrior said in a dark voice, "If you guessed it correctly, you are the Tianjiao who rushed to the middle area from the ordinary area."

"So, before you set off, did the elders behind you, or some old guys, not give you a map?"

"In other words, there is no mark on the map that this is an extremely dangerous place?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yi frowned.

He suddenly remembered that those maps were drawn along the way when the older generation of strong men returned to their own territory a long time ago.

So it proves that the dangerous places marked on the map were also marked long ago.

But these warriors in front of them, obviously do not seem to have been in this misty place for many years.

So, many years ago, what exactly existed in this dangerous place?

"Hahahaha." The tall warrior laughed, and quickly gave the answer.

In the surrounding area of ​​several kilometers, thick fog suddenly rose again.

The appearance of the thick fog made the tall warriors and the black warriors disappear on the spot.

"Want to run?" Xiao Yi's eyes were cold.

However, the next second, his pupils shrank again.

Because, in the thick fog ahead, a misty and inexplicable breath came quickly.

No, look more realistically, it is a thick human-shaped fog; on the white and hollow ‘face’ reveals an extremely humane hideous face.

In his'hand', he was holding a **** sickle.

"Huh? Fog demon?" Xiao Yi's expression changed.

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