Soul Emperor Martial God

The vast forest, on the right edge.

A group of women in white are fighting fiercely with a group of warriors in black.

Black and white are very distinct.

The black-clothed warriors, holding black sickles one by one, were aggressive, and the aura of murder enveloped anyone.

The woman in white, with only a pair of bare hands, glowed with light on her body, extremely soft.

In the air, the strong smell of blood is unusually pungent.

The blood, all comes from these women in white clothes.

Among the dozens of people, except for the headed woman with a cold face, all the others were injured.

The headed woman, dressed in white, is still unharmed.

A pure white lotus floating in the air, white light enveloped the surroundings.

White light, soft with coldness, and a touch of refreshing comfort.

In the bath, the wounded women in white are recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

"Bing Qing Shenglian Martial Soul?" The tone of dozens of black-clothed warriors flashed with depression.

"Jie Jie, although this kind of martial spirit has a strong healing effect, but you can treat so many wounded by yourself, how long can your Yuanli support?"

"When your vitality is exhausted, you will only die."

Dozens of black-clothed warriors stared at the white-clothed woman coldly.

The woman in white had an ugly expression on her cold face, and a touch of anxiety surged over her eyebrows.

Just at this moment, a cold white sword light flashed by.

An icy declaration resounded through the audience.

"Then what if you die first?"

"Who?" The expressions of dozens of black warriors changed.

Before he could react, when the cold white sword light dissipated, dozens of black-clothed warriors had been killed.

Whoosh... a figure appeared out of thin air.

"Girl Bing Ning, don't come unharmed."

The person here was Xiao Yi, who chuckled and looked at the woman in white in front of him.

"Young Master Xiao Yi?" When the white-clothed woman saw the incoming person, she was first surprised and then overjoyed.

This group of women in white clothes were the disciples of the Huahaizong who had encountered before in the volcano.

And the person in the lead is a condensed girl.

"Bing Qing Shenglian?" Xiao Yi glanced at the pure white lotus floating in the air, slightly surprised.

Bingqing sacred lotus, Nine-Rank Rare Natural Material, Holy Medicine for Healing.

Its rank and rarity are similar to those of Extreme Ice Saint Lotus.

It's just that the extremely ice sacred lotus is the effect of warming and nourishing the mind; while the ice and water are cold, which treats trauma.

As a martial soul, Bingqing Sacred Lotus, ranked first purple.

"Young Master Xiao Yi, why are you here?" Girl Ning asked in surprise.

"I'm going to Zhongyu, I will pass by here." Xiao Yi smiled.

"Okay, let's talk about the kind words later, I think Girl Bing Ning already knows what's going on in this forest."

"Yeah." Girl Ning nodded and said, "A large number of cruel black-clothed warriors have emerged from nowhere, intercepting and killing martial arts gods in various regions."

"I have fought fiercely with these black-clothed warriors for a long time. If all of my Huahaizong disciples were proficient in pharmacist methods, I am afraid that one of them would have died."

"The most troublesome thing is that now the entire forest is blocked by a strong barrier, and we can't escape at all."

Xiao Yi nodded and whispered softly, "If you can't escape, then unite and fight."

"United?" Girl Ning was slightly puzzled.

"Yeah." Xiao Yi said, "Go to the left and move horizontally, you will meet Tang Sha."

"Master Xie Xiaoyi." Girl Ning arched her hands.

"Farewell." Xiao Yi nodded and arched his hands.

"Farewell?" Girl Ning was taken aback, "Young Master Xiao Yi, aren't you with us?"

Xiao Yi shook his head and said, "No, I have other things to do."

"But..." Girl Ning frowned and said, "With our strength, I am afraid that we will encounter these black-clothed warriors again before we meet Young Master Tang Sha."

"It's okay." Xiao Yi said solemnly, "As long as you move all the way, don't move forward, you won't encounter those black-clothed warriors."

"This..." Girl Ning hesitated.

"Go ahead with confidence and leave." Xiao Yi arched his hands, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

On the spot, Girl Ning frowned.

After a long while, he greeted the disciple behind him, "Go, let's move all the way to the left."

Several disciples showed fear on their faces and said, "Senior Sister Bing Ning, if we meet those black-clothed warriors again, wouldn't we be in danger?"

"We have no choice." Bing Ning said solemnly, "Stay in place, I'm afraid we will be hunted down again soon."

"On the contrary, go to rendezvous with Young Master Tangsha, there is still a chance of life."

"Moreover..."

Girl Ning paused and started to think.

"What's wrong, Senior Sister?" several disciples asked in confusion.

"I don't know, it feels a little strange." Bing Ning said solemnly, "Young Master Xiao Yi was very confident when he said that we were moving all the way to the left and would not encounter enemies."

"In addition, even if you don't encounter enemies when you move horizontally, what about other enemies in the forward direction?"

"Also, fighting has broken out throughout this vast forest, and the number of black-clothed warriors must be extremely alarming."

"If we can't break the barrier, how can we come to life?"

"Ah, Senior Sister Bing Ning, aren't we dead?" Several disciples exclaimed.

"No." Girl Ning shook her head questioningly, "I just said that Young Master Xiao Yi seemed to be full of confidence in his words."

"I just don't know what he wants to do."

"Forget it, don't say more, let's hurry."

A group of people moved horizontally.

Ten minutes later, the group finally understood the meaning of Xiao Yi's words.

Because they have been moving horizontally, passing along, almost every few minutes, they will see the corpses of the black warriors everywhere.

These corpses had a frosty blood stain on their throats.

Moving horizontally all the way, what I saw in my eyes were all corpses all over the place, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Hiss... These people, maybe Young Master Xiao Yi killed them." Several disciples showed horror and fear on their faces.

"If they are all, how many people did Young Master Xiao Yi kill?"

Girl Ning took a few glances at the corpse on the ground, and she was also shocked, "It's a strong, fast sword, no, fast and cruel, it's all killed by one sword."

"On the corpse, there is still confusion in his face."

"It proves that these black-clothed warriors were killed before they could react, and they died without knowing it."

"How could it be possible that normal warriors would never have such a fighting method, unless..."

"Unless what?" several disciples asked in confusion.

Girl Ning said solemnly, "Unless this is a killer, and it is also a powerful killer who kills countless people, with ruthless methods, and rich experience."

...

Deep in the forest, in the pavilion.

Six ghostly figures knelt in front of the young man on one knee with a gloomy face.

"My son, his subordinates are incompetent and could not find this person."

"Can't find it?" The young son frowned, and the tea cup in his hand was crushed to pieces with a click.

"Six celestial poles and nine layers, joined hands, can't find a person in this small forest?"

The young son's tone was suddenly extremely cold.

"Okay, very good." A wicked sneer appeared on the young son's face.

"Sure enough, he has the ability, and it's not worthwhile to show up before him in person."

"If you can't find him, then force him out."

"Huh?" The six people looked puzzled.

The young son asked in a deep voice, "Every time he makes a shot, he is the only one, isn't it?"

The six people thought for a while, nodded, and said, "According to the Tianjiao we caught alive, there is indeed only an invisible figure flashing by, and no one else."

The young man nodded, "I remember there are a lot of trash around him. This proves that they are hiding."

"Go get these little mice out."

The voice fell, and several ghosts condensed in mid-air.

See it more seriously, the faces on the phantom are Li Fengxing and others.

"Yes." The six people responded, turning into ghostly figures again, disappearing in place.

The young son stood up faintly, looking straight into the forest with evil eyes.

"This hunt is getting more and more interesting."

"It's just that, I said, next time, you won't be able to keep the trash around you."

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