Chapter 1200
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Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
Xiao Yi no longer has a cohesive flame, but stands out with a sword.
All of a sudden, it was a hundred meters round, and the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal.
The cold and sharp sword Qi, dense and dense, all hit the old man.
The old man does not hide or dodge, but stares at Xiao Yi coldly.
Innumerable sword Qi hit him, but all of them were blocked by the layer of stinging breath wrapped in his body.
The power of swallowing blood bead does not run out in a day, and can not hurt him at all.
Xiao Yi has no choice but to make the final attempt.
This is his last resort. If it can't be consumed, he can only
Xiao Yi thought like this, biting her teeth, cold Yan sword in her hand, waving like a dance, continuous.
Up to now, almost all the means Xiao Yi can use has been used, but she still can't help swallowing blood beads.
He had to die if he went on like this.
But, in fact, he has a card, which has always been the biggest card.
Yes, bingluan sword.
It's just, it's terrible.
It was one of his few unbearable sufferings.
Of course, Xiao Yi doesn't care about the pain.
What he cares about is his previous experience of repeated backfires.
After each time, the wound can hardly be cured with pills.
The meridians in the body are full of holes and are in a mess. The mind and spirit are also severely damaged. They can only be cured slowly by self-cultivation.
Xiao Yi didn't have that time to get hurt and to wait for her to recover.
Besides, the ancient evil tools such as blood sucking beads are not light. I'm afraid that even if they can be destroyed, the old man will be killed and half of his life will be lost.
If it's more serious, it's possible that you'll fall short of your half year's hard work and experience.
If there was any other way, he would never use the ice Luan sword.
But if there is no way, he can only fight with all his strength.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
The fierce sword Qi bombarded for an hour.
However, the old man is still intact.
On the blood bead, there is no loss of strength.
Xiao Yi was shocked by the blood power contained in the blood bead.
However, the old man is also shocked.
"For such a long time, the spirit of the sword has never been weakened." The old man stares at Xiao Yi in surprise.
"Just a peak of holy land, how could it have such amazing strength?"
Xiao Yi didn't pay attention to the sword in his hand.
Then the figure flashed and went straight to the old man.
"Blood cut." Xiao Yibang drinks and cuts with all his strength.
This will be his last cut, his last attempt.
If there is no half effect, you can only use ice Luan sword.
Clang
On Lengyan's sword, the blood color surges. Before approaching the old man, the blade turns and splits heavily on the blood sucking beads.
"Or the same way?" The old man was unmoved and laughed coldly.
"It's no use. At most, in another half day, your bloody intention will be exhausted."
"At that time, it will be when I take your life and get out of trouble, Jie Jie Jie."
In the bleak laughter, full of pride, there is also an uncontrollable, looking at Xiao Yi's killing intention.
The blood bead was still intact.
Xiao Yi's face shows a fierce color and her mind is connected with the ice Luan sword in her body.
This is his last resort.
However, he was just about to condense the ice Luan sword and mobilize the strength inside
Suddenly, Lengyan sword, a flash of light.
"Well?" Xiao Yi is surprised, "sword spirit?"
Lengyan sword, its body vibrates constantly.
"You want to absorb these forces?" Xiao Yi's face changed.
There is a spirit of sword in Lengyan's sword, which Xiao Yi knew for a long time.
He remembered that he had warned the swordsman.
He knew that it was the spirit of the sword who was asking for his master's permission to shake and shine.
"Suck, suck it hard for me." Xiao Yi's instant reaction comes over, the facial expression is joyful, violent drinks a sound.
It was almost the moment when Xiao Yi's voice dropped.
Lengyan sword's body stopped shaking, but the light became more and more intense.
"Well?" The old man, who had been unmoved, disdained and killed, suddenly changed his face.
"In absorbing the power of blood sucking beads?"
"Hum, it's just a medium-sized holy vessel. It's beyond our capacity."
The old man sneered, an idea, the blood bead light.
Blood sucking beads, controlled by him.
However, ten seconds later, the old man's face has changed greatly.
"How can it be that the blood sucking beads can't resist the sucking of a mere sacrosanct?" In the eyes of the old man, the color is full of disbelief."Boy, get out of here." The old man finally made his first move.
Dry palm, hard grasp to Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi is not afraid of it. She points out it straightly when her sword Qi coagulates.
The finger of the sword and the dry palm of the hand collide in an instant, but they are locked in each other.
"I don't need to be afraid of you if I don't have to swallow blood beads." Xiao Yi disdains to smile.
Xiao Yi holds the sword in one hand, and the sword touches the blood sucking bead; on the other hand, the sword finger freezes with the old man's dry palm.
Two people's confrontation, this is going on, but for the first time there has been a division of victory and defeat.
It is obvious that the light on the blood sucking beads is constantly dim, and the breath is becoming weaker and weaker.
On Lengyan sword, the more brilliant the light is, the more surging the breath is.
"How can it be, how can it be..." The old man is crazy.
The strength of his hard work, the essence of countless monsters and human warriors, was quickly absorbed by others?
His breath is connected with the blood sucking beads.
He can clearly feel the rapid loss of power in the blood phagocytic bead, and even the yuan force in his body is constantly losing.
"No way It's impossible... " The old man has been unable to keep calm.
The crazy Yuan Li broke out constantly from his palm, trying to shock Xiao Yi away.
Xiao Yi looks at it coldly and is not afraid of it.
The sword Qi in the sword finger firmly resists the old man's yuan strength.
The cold Yan sword in the other hand is "obeying" Xiao Yi's orders and absorbing the blood force inside the blood bead.
Xiao Yi looks at Lengyan sword with more and more light, and looks surprised.
Blood sucking beads are indeed ancient evil tools, which are extremely powerful.
But Xiao Yi remembers that Lengyan sword, also forged at the beginning of the period, has already won the admiration of ten thousand swords in the sword area.
Although I don't know why the sword is so powerful, it's only a medium holy weapon.
But Xiao Yi only needs to know that it has completely suppressed the blood sucking beads, and that's all.
"It seems that you, not me, died in half a day." Xiao Yi sneers at the old man.
"No way It's impossible Damn it, you damn it The old man looks crazy.
Evil cultivation, repair is evil. When the old man has blood sucking beads, he is really powerful. Even eight vice hall masters can't help it.
But now it is also clear that the mood is extremely unstable.
However, for more than ten minutes, the breath on the blood bead dropped rapidly.
"Damn it, you damn it..." The old man's crazy eyes suddenly stare at Xiao Yi.
"Damn you..."
This is the last word of the old man.
Boom A startling explosion, instantly ravaged the entire monster forest.
"Self explosion?" Xiao Yi's pupil shrinks and her face suddenly changes.
How terrifying is the self explosion of a king of martial arts or under such close range?
...
the third shift.
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Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
Xiao Yi no longer has a cohesive flame, but stands out with a sword.
All of a sudden, it was a hundred meters round, and the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal.
The cold and sharp sword Qi, dense and dense, all hit the old man.
The old man does not hide or dodge, but stares at Xiao Yi coldly.
Innumerable sword Qi hit him, but all of them were blocked by the layer of stinging breath wrapped in his body.
The power of swallowing blood bead does not run out in a day, and can not hurt him at all.
Xiao Yi has no choice but to make the final attempt.
This is his last resort. If it can't be consumed, he can only
Xiao Yi thought like this, biting her teeth, cold Yan sword in her hand, waving like a dance, continuous.
Up to now, almost all the means Xiao Yi can use has been used, but she still can't help swallowing blood beads.
He had to die if he went on like this.
But, in fact, he has a card, which has always been the biggest card.
Yes, bingluan sword.
It's just, it's terrible.
It was one of his few unbearable sufferings.
Of course, Xiao Yi doesn't care about the pain.
What he cares about is his previous experience of repeated backfires.
After each time, the wound can hardly be cured with pills.
The meridians in the body are full of holes and are in a mess. The mind and spirit are also severely damaged. They can only be cured slowly by self-cultivation.
Xiao Yi didn't have that time to get hurt and to wait for her to recover.
Besides, the ancient evil tools such as blood sucking beads are not light. I'm afraid that even if they can be destroyed, the old man will be killed and half of his life will be lost.
If it's more serious, it's possible that you'll fall short of your half year's hard work and experience.
If there was any other way, he would never use the ice Luan sword.
But if there is no way, he can only fight with all his strength.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
The fierce sword Qi bombarded for an hour.
However, the old man is still intact.
On the blood bead, there is no loss of strength.
Xiao Yi was shocked by the blood power contained in the blood bead.
However, the old man is also shocked.
"For such a long time, the spirit of the sword has never been weakened." The old man stares at Xiao Yi in surprise.
"Just a peak of holy land, how could it have such amazing strength?"
Xiao Yi didn't pay attention to the sword in his hand.
Then the figure flashed and went straight to the old man.
"Blood cut." Xiao Yibang drinks and cuts with all his strength.
This will be his last cut, his last attempt.
If there is no half effect, you can only use ice Luan sword.
Clang
On Lengyan's sword, the blood color surges. Before approaching the old man, the blade turns and splits heavily on the blood sucking beads.
"Or the same way?" The old man was unmoved and laughed coldly.
"It's no use. At most, in another half day, your bloody intention will be exhausted."
"At that time, it will be when I take your life and get out of trouble, Jie Jie Jie."
In the bleak laughter, full of pride, there is also an uncontrollable, looking at Xiao Yi's killing intention.
The blood bead was still intact.
Xiao Yi's face shows a fierce color and her mind is connected with the ice Luan sword in her body.
This is his last resort.
However, he was just about to condense the ice Luan sword and mobilize the strength inside
Suddenly, Lengyan sword, a flash of light.
"Well?" Xiao Yi is surprised, "sword spirit?"
Lengyan sword, its body vibrates constantly.
"You want to absorb these forces?" Xiao Yi's face changed.
There is a spirit of sword in Lengyan's sword, which Xiao Yi knew for a long time.
He remembered that he had warned the swordsman.
He knew that it was the spirit of the sword who was asking for his master's permission to shake and shine.
"Suck, suck it hard for me." Xiao Yi's instant reaction comes over, the facial expression is joyful, violent drinks a sound.
It was almost the moment when Xiao Yi's voice dropped.
Lengyan sword's body stopped shaking, but the light became more and more intense.
"Well?" The old man, who had been unmoved, disdained and killed, suddenly changed his face.
"In absorbing the power of blood sucking beads?"
"Hum, it's just a medium-sized holy vessel. It's beyond our capacity."
The old man sneered, an idea, the blood bead light.
Blood sucking beads, controlled by him.
However, ten seconds later, the old man's face has changed greatly.
"How can it be that the blood sucking beads can't resist the sucking of a mere sacrosanct?" In the eyes of the old man, the color is full of disbelief."Boy, get out of here." The old man finally made his first move.
Dry palm, hard grasp to Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi is not afraid of it. She points out it straightly when her sword Qi coagulates.
The finger of the sword and the dry palm of the hand collide in an instant, but they are locked in each other.
"I don't need to be afraid of you if I don't have to swallow blood beads." Xiao Yi disdains to smile.
Xiao Yi holds the sword in one hand, and the sword touches the blood sucking bead; on the other hand, the sword finger freezes with the old man's dry palm.
Two people's confrontation, this is going on, but for the first time there has been a division of victory and defeat.
It is obvious that the light on the blood sucking beads is constantly dim, and the breath is becoming weaker and weaker.
On Lengyan sword, the more brilliant the light is, the more surging the breath is.
"How can it be, how can it be..." The old man is crazy.
The strength of his hard work, the essence of countless monsters and human warriors, was quickly absorbed by others?
His breath is connected with the blood sucking beads.
He can clearly feel the rapid loss of power in the blood phagocytic bead, and even the yuan force in his body is constantly losing.
"No way It's impossible... " The old man has been unable to keep calm.
The crazy Yuan Li broke out constantly from his palm, trying to shock Xiao Yi away.
Xiao Yi looks at it coldly and is not afraid of it.
The sword Qi in the sword finger firmly resists the old man's yuan strength.
The cold Yan sword in the other hand is "obeying" Xiao Yi's orders and absorbing the blood force inside the blood bead.
Xiao Yi looks at Lengyan sword with more and more light, and looks surprised.
Blood sucking beads are indeed ancient evil tools, which are extremely powerful.
But Xiao Yi remembers that Lengyan sword, also forged at the beginning of the period, has already won the admiration of ten thousand swords in the sword area.
Although I don't know why the sword is so powerful, it's only a medium holy weapon.
But Xiao Yi only needs to know that it has completely suppressed the blood sucking beads, and that's all.
"It seems that you, not me, died in half a day." Xiao Yi sneers at the old man.
"No way It's impossible Damn it, you damn it The old man looks crazy.
Evil cultivation, repair is evil. When the old man has blood sucking beads, he is really powerful. Even eight vice hall masters can't help it.
But now it is also clear that the mood is extremely unstable.
However, for more than ten minutes, the breath on the blood bead dropped rapidly.
"Damn it, you damn it..." The old man's crazy eyes suddenly stare at Xiao Yi.
"Damn you..."
This is the last word of the old man.
Boom A startling explosion, instantly ravaged the entire monster forest.
"Self explosion?" Xiao Yi's pupil shrinks and her face suddenly changes.
How terrifying is the self explosion of a king of martial arts or under such close range?
...
the third shift.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Xiao Yi no longer has a cohesive flame, but stands out with a sword. All of a sudden, it was a hundred meters round, and the sword spirit was vertical and horizontal. The cold and sharp sword Qi, dense and dense, all hit the old man. The old man does not hide or dodge, but stares at Xiao Yi coldly. Innumerable sword Qi hit him, but all of them were blocked by the layer of stinging breath wrapped in his body. The power of swallowing blood bead does not run out in a day, and can not hurt him at all. Xiao Yi has no choice but to make the final attempt. This is his last resort. If it can't be consumed, he can only Xiao Yi thought like this, biting her teeth, cold Yan sword in her hand, waving like a dance, continuous. Up to now, almost all the means Xiao Yi can use has been used, but she still can't help swallowing blood beads. He had to die if he went on like this. But, in fact, he has a card, which has always been the biggest card. Yes, bingluan sword. It's just, it's terrible. It was one of his few unbearable sufferings. Of course, Xiao Yi doesn't care about the pain. What he cares about is his previous experience of repeated backfires. After each time, the wound can hardly be cured with pills. The meridians in the body are full of holes and are in a mess. The mind and spirit are also severely damaged. They can only be cured slowly by self-cultivation. Xiao Yi didn't have that time to get hurt and to wait for her to recover. Besides, the ancient evil tools such as blood sucking beads are not light. I'm afraid that even if they can be destroyed, the old man will be killed and half of his life will be lost. If it's more serious, it's possible that you'll fall short of your half year's hard work and experience. If there was any other way, he would never use the ice Luan sword. But if there is no way, he can only fight with all his strength. Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh The fierce sword Qi bombarded for an hour. However, the old man is still intact. On the blood bead, there is no loss of strength. Xiao Yi was shocked by the blood power contained in the blood bead. However, the old man is also shocked. "For such a long time, the spirit of the sword has never been weakened." The old man stares at Xiao Yi in surprise. "Just a peak of holy land, how could it have such amazing strength?" Xiao Yi didn't pay attention to the sword in his hand. Then the figure flashed and went straight to the old man. "Blood cut." Xiao Yibang drinks and cuts with all his strength. This will be his last cut, his last attempt. If there is no half effect, you can only use ice Luan sword. Clang On Lengyan's sword, the blood color surges. Before approaching the old man, the blade turns and splits heavily on the blood sucking beads. "Or the same way?" The old man was unmoved and laughed coldly. "It's no use. At most, in another half day, your bloody intention will be exhausted." "At that time, it will be when I take your life and get out of trouble, Jie Jie Jie." In the bleak laughter, full of pride, there is also an uncontrollable, looking at Xiao Yi's killing intention. The blood bead was still intact. Xiao Yi's face shows a fierce color and her mind is connected with the ice Luan sword in her body. This is his last resort. However, he was just about to condense the ice Luan sword and mobilize the strength inside Suddenly, Lengyan sword, a flash of light. "Well?" Xiao Yi is surprised, "sword spirit?" Lengyan sword, its body vibrates constantly. "You want to absorb these forces?" Xiao Yi's face changed. There is a spirit of sword in Lengyan's sword, which Xiao Yi knew for a long time. He remembered that he had warned the swordsman. He knew that it was the spirit of the sword who was asking for his master's permission to shake and shine. "Suck, suck it hard for me." Xiao Yi's instant reaction comes over, the facial expression is joyful, violent drinks a sound. It was almost the moment when Xiao Yi's voice dropped. Lengyan sword's body stopped shaking, but the light became more and more intense. "Well?" The old man, who had been unmoved, disdained and killed, suddenly changed his face. "In absorbing the power of blood sucking beads?" "Hum, it's just a medium-sized holy vessel. It's beyond our capacity." The old man sneered, an idea, the blood bead light. Blood sucking beads, controlled by him. However, ten seconds later, the old man's face has changed greatly. "How can it be that the blood sucking beads can't resist the sucking of a mere sacrosanct?" In the eyes of the old man, the color is full of disbelief."Boy, get out of here." The old man finally made his first move. Dry palm, hard grasp to Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi is not afraid of it. She points out it straightly when her sword Qi coagulates. The finger of the sword and the dry palm of the hand collide in an instant, but they are locked in each other. "I don't need to be afraid of you if I don't have to swallow blood beads." Xiao Yi disdains to smile. Xiao Yi holds the sword in one hand, and the sword touches the blood sucking bead; on the other hand, the sword finger freezes with the old man's dry palm. Two people's confrontation, this is going on, but for the first time there has been a division of victory and defeat. It is obvious that the light on the blood sucking beads is constantly dim, and the breath is becoming weaker and weaker. On Lengyan sword, the more brilliant the light is, the more surging the breath is. "How can it be, how can it be..." The old man is crazy. The strength of his hard work, the essence of countless monsters and human warriors, was quickly absorbed by others? His breath is connected with the blood sucking beads. He can clearly feel the rapid loss of power in the blood phagocytic bead, and even the yuan force in his body is constantly losing. "No way It's impossible... " The old man has been unable to keep calm. The crazy Yuan Li broke out constantly from his palm, trying to shock Xiao Yi away. Xiao Yi looks at it coldly and is not afraid of it. The sword Qi in the sword finger firmly resists the old man's yuan strength. The cold Yan sword in the other hand is "obeying" Xiao Yi's orders and absorbing the blood force inside the blood bead. Xiao Yi looks at Lengyan sword with more and more light, and looks surprised. Blood sucking beads are indeed ancient evil tools, which are extremely powerful. But Xiao Yi remembers that Lengyan sword, also forged at the beginning of the period, has already won the admiration of ten thousand swords in the sword area. Although I don't know why the sword is so powerful, it's only a medium holy weapon. But Xiao Yi only needs to know that it has completely suppressed the blood sucking beads, and that's all. "It seems that you, not me, died in half a day." Xiao Yi sneers at the old man. "No way It's impossible Damn it, you damn it The old man looks crazy. Evil cultivation, repair is evil. When the old man has blood sucking beads, he is really powerful. Even eight vice hall masters can't help it. But now it is also clear that the mood is extremely unstable. However, for more than ten minutes, the breath on the blood bead dropped rapidly. "Damn it, you damn it..." The old man's crazy eyes suddenly stare at Xiao Yi. "Damn you..." This is the last word of the old man. Boom A startling explosion, instantly ravaged the entire monster forest. "Self explosion?" Xiao Yi's pupil shrinks and her face suddenly changes. How terrifying is the self explosion of a king of martial arts or under such close range? ... the third shift. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
