Chapter 2312
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"No way."
His eyes widened.
"Wan Shi Sheng Zun's all-out fist, even I dare not carry it in front of me."
"Is this boy easy to hold his sword against?"
"Chopping the wind." The sword of chopping wind blows with respect to one blade. The fierce breath lingers on the big sword, and an invisible and heavy wind breath is constantly surrounding it.
Boom
A roar is like a giant blade across the sky.
The ground is directly cut into a huge gap, which is not bottomless.
Within the chasm, the two sides of the earth walls were extremely smooth, as if they had been smoothed out by life.
This Dao of the sword of the sword of chopping wind is so terrible.
"Dead?" Jian Feng Dao Zun frowned. Before the big sword, Xiao Yi's figure was gone.
"Not yet." Dozens of steps away, Xiao Yi is in good condition with a light smile.
"This knife is fierce enough, aggressive enough, and fast enough."
"The power of the sword, the heaviness of the storm, the speed of the strong wind, the fierce wind, and the respect of the chopping wind sword are remarkable."
As a matter of fact, none of the killers of the supreme mansion, especially those of the later stage of the holy realm, are ordinary people.
These hermit martial arts practitioners, who had become famous for many years ago, have their own skills in this world.
"Escaped?" The master of the chopping wind sword squinted his eyes and glanced at the holy statue of all faces and the holy statue of ten thousand stones.
"Don't be so clumsy. This boy is not simple. Kill him with all your strength."
At the same time, the three people's faces were coagulated.
If the three people just thought that Xiao Yi was just a little bit out of order and could be despised and killed with a little effort.
Now, it is completely dignified and regards Xiao Yi as an enemy at one level.
When the three killers gaze at their prey, it is a fierce battle between life and death.
Of course, it's just three people who think so.
For Xiao Yi, at least from his light face, there is not much dignified.
Pa
Wan Shi Sheng Zun's hands suddenly closed, the blue veins on the bald head loomed, "the land of ten thousand stones."
Click, click, click
A hundred miles away, the mountains and the earth burst in an instant.
The boulders, as if they had lost their own gravity, rose from the sky.
It's a hundred Li range. It's not big.
It is not difficult to destroy it with the strength of the strong in the later period of the sacred realm.
Today, however, the sage of ten thousand stones is turning all the earth and rocks within a hundred miles into his own use.
Nothing else, the terrible weight alone was appalling.
In the distance, Xia Yiming has already held the oriental dance and retreated from the sky.
He will do his best to fulfill the imperial master's orders.
"Well?" Xiao Yi looked at the numerous boulders floating around her eyes, and her face slightly had a trace of seriousness.
Boom
With a roar, the whole land sank down a hundred meters.
Xiao Yi's body, an amazing gravity suddenly pressure body.
"What a wonderful piece of earth and stone." Xiao Yi frowned.
Now, within a hundred miles, not only are the boulders floating and dancing, but also a terrible gravity is added.
"A thousand people and a hundred faces." In a flash, the figure of the Holy One moved.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
A series of illusions appear out of thin air.
Thousands of "hundred face saints" sneer ferociously, and the dense and strange illusions make people shudder.
Thousands of figures and faces are consistent.
But in a flash, the face is constantly changing.
Thousands of figures, or holding a sword blade, or holding a big knife, or dagger senhan, or both hands to control fire, all means are different.
And the most amazing momentum, at this moment, is bursting from the sword Zun.
On fighting alone, zaofengdao Zun is definitely the strongest of the three.
The big sword, without any fancy, is only extremely fierce and contains the fierce wind.
Hum
The blade of the sword is sharp and loud.
"With the help of the three of me, even the eight strong ones in the holy environment will fall."
"You are lucky to die under the three of us."
"Try it." Xiao Yi smiles.
Boom
One after another of the illusions of the Holy One hundred faces, the moment to hand.
Different means, different streamers, Qi Qi dense bang.
However, under the siege of the dense illusions, the most amazing thing is that it contains a cold and Yin atmosphere, just like the weird appearance of the first hundred faces saint.
Bang
The sword of ice and snow in Xiao Yi's hand is lifted, and a large amount of cold air emerges, which is a cold frost and ice storm.
Two cold air collided and the air froze in an instant.
ChucklingIn the frozen air, a dagger suddenly pierced through Xiao Yi's chest.
"Yes." A sneer came from the saint.
"No matter how skillful your swordsmanship is, you are just a loach that doesn't slip in autumn."
"Under the suppression of Wanjun's power of Wanshi saint, your speed is greatly reduced, and you can't escape my attack."
"You will not be distracted when you are gazed at by the sabre of the beheader."
"I can kill you with this dagger."
"Poisonous?" Xiao Yi looked at the dagger on her chest and only laughed.
It's no wonder that when Baimian Shengzun attacked the 20 purple winged armies before, they were as sharp as the purple wing army and had no chance to explode themselves.
One is the suppression of the cultivation of the Holy One.
Secondly, it is the poison on the dagger.
Wow
Xiao Yi's figure, out of thin air into snow, the chest of the dagger, suddenly fell.
It's the avatar of ice.
"Together." It's the Dao of Dao Feng Dao Zun. It's fierce.
Xiao Yi has already been locked in the sword.
Therefore, when the wind and snow condenses Xiao Yi's body again, the fierce sword has split in an instant.
Xiao Yi's figure was shaken back dozens of steps with the same sword.
The figure just stabilized, behind him, a huge stone thundered fiercely.
However, the Boulder has not yet been close to Xiao Yi and has been frozen by the wind and snow.
The three men frown tightly, but they still can't kill Xiao Yi in an instant?
"The ice storm Scripture and the ice phantom in the ice palace are really powerful."
"But it's just that. Now you can only passively protect your life. I see how long you can persist."
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
The illusions of the saints of all sides came again.
Under the joint efforts of the three, the attack and connection fit together, which does not give Xiao Yi a chance to breathe.
The sound of intense fighting was harsh and intense.
Xiao Yi smiles. The sword power in her hand suddenly changes.
No longer is the sword shadow like dancing, but the sword power greatly increases, a sword falls, and the phantom surrounding it splits in an instant.
A sweep, the surrounding boulders instantly broken.
With one sword, it is frozen within 100 meters.
Obviously, Xiao Yi's sword is stronger than one sword, and the power of one sword is soaring.
It is only in a short period of time from being attacked by the three men and falling into a passive position, and now it has turned into active counter control of the war situation.
When Xiao Yi's sword reaches the 20th sword, the illusions of the saints around him have been broken.
The 21st sword, a hundred miles of boulders, have become powder.
When the 22nd sword falls, a fierce wind and snow turns into an ice dragon, and blows to the sword Zun with the sky blowing sword.
"The wind blows." With a violent drink of the sword, the sword fell with all his strength, and a storm of sword idea swept out.
Ice dragon, storm, crash.
The two of them were in a standoff. Finally, the ice dragon devoured fiercely, and Shengsheng broke through the storm.
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"No way."
His eyes widened.
"Wan Shi Sheng Zun's all-out fist, even I dare not carry it in front of me."
"Is this boy easy to hold his sword against?"
"Chopping the wind." The sword of chopping wind blows with respect to one blade. The fierce breath lingers on the big sword, and an invisible and heavy wind breath is constantly surrounding it.
Boom
A roar is like a giant blade across the sky.
The ground is directly cut into a huge gap, which is not bottomless.
Within the chasm, the two sides of the earth walls were extremely smooth, as if they had been smoothed out by life.
This Dao of the sword of the sword of chopping wind is so terrible.
"Dead?" Jian Feng Dao Zun frowned. Before the big sword, Xiao Yi's figure was gone.
"Not yet." Dozens of steps away, Xiao Yi is in good condition with a light smile.
"This knife is fierce enough, aggressive enough, and fast enough."
"The power of the sword, the heaviness of the storm, the speed of the strong wind, the fierce wind, and the respect of the chopping wind sword are remarkable."
As a matter of fact, none of the killers of the supreme mansion, especially those of the later stage of the holy realm, are ordinary people.
These hermit martial arts practitioners, who had become famous for many years ago, have their own skills in this world.
"Escaped?" The master of the chopping wind sword squinted his eyes and glanced at the holy statue of all faces and the holy statue of ten thousand stones.
"Don't be so clumsy. This boy is not simple. Kill him with all your strength."
At the same time, the three people's faces were coagulated.
If the three people just thought that Xiao Yi was just a little bit out of order and could be despised and killed with a little effort.
Now, it is completely dignified and regards Xiao Yi as an enemy at one level.
When the three killers gaze at their prey, it is a fierce battle between life and death.
Of course, it's just three people who think so.
For Xiao Yi, at least from his light face, there is not much dignified.
Pa
Wan Shi Sheng Zun's hands suddenly closed, the blue veins on the bald head loomed, "the land of ten thousand stones."
Click, click, click
A hundred miles away, the mountains and the earth burst in an instant.
The boulders, as if they had lost their own gravity, rose from the sky.
It's a hundred Li range. It's not big.
It is not difficult to destroy it with the strength of the strong in the later period of the sacred realm.
Today, however, the sage of ten thousand stones is turning all the earth and rocks within a hundred miles into his own use.
Nothing else, the terrible weight alone was appalling.
In the distance, Xia Yiming has already held the oriental dance and retreated from the sky.
He will do his best to fulfill the imperial master's orders.
"Well?" Xiao Yi looked at the numerous boulders floating around her eyes, and her face slightly had a trace of seriousness.
Boom
With a roar, the whole land sank down a hundred meters.
Xiao Yi's body, an amazing gravity suddenly pressure body.
"What a wonderful piece of earth and stone." Xiao Yi frowned.
Now, within a hundred miles, not only are the boulders floating and dancing, but also a terrible gravity is added.
"A thousand people and a hundred faces." In a flash, the figure of the Holy One moved.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
A series of illusions appear out of thin air.
Thousands of "hundred face saints" sneer ferociously, and the dense and strange illusions make people shudder.
Thousands of figures and faces are consistent.
But in a flash, the face is constantly changing.
Thousands of figures, or holding a sword blade, or holding a big knife, or dagger senhan, or both hands to control fire, all means are different.
And the most amazing momentum, at this moment, is bursting from the sword Zun.
On fighting alone, zaofengdao Zun is definitely the strongest of the three.
The big sword, without any fancy, is only extremely fierce and contains the fierce wind.
Hum
The blade of the sword is sharp and loud.
"With the help of the three of me, even the eight strong ones in the holy environment will fall."
"You are lucky to die under the three of us."
"Try it." Xiao Yi smiles.
Boom
One after another of the illusions of the Holy One hundred faces, the moment to hand.
Different means, different streamers, Qi Qi dense bang.
However, under the siege of the dense illusions, the most amazing thing is that it contains a cold and Yin atmosphere, just like the weird appearance of the first hundred faces saint.
Bang
The sword of ice and snow in Xiao Yi's hand is lifted, and a large amount of cold air emerges, which is a cold frost and ice storm.
Two cold air collided and the air froze in an instant.
ChucklingIn the frozen air, a dagger suddenly pierced through Xiao Yi's chest.
"Yes." A sneer came from the saint.
"No matter how skillful your swordsmanship is, you are just a loach that doesn't slip in autumn."
"Under the suppression of Wanjun's power of Wanshi saint, your speed is greatly reduced, and you can't escape my attack."
"You will not be distracted when you are gazed at by the sabre of the beheader."
"I can kill you with this dagger."
"Poisonous?" Xiao Yi looked at the dagger on her chest and only laughed.
It's no wonder that when Baimian Shengzun attacked the 20 purple winged armies before, they were as sharp as the purple wing army and had no chance to explode themselves.
One is the suppression of the cultivation of the Holy One.
Secondly, it is the poison on the dagger.
Wow
Xiao Yi's figure, out of thin air into snow, the chest of the dagger, suddenly fell.
It's the avatar of ice.
"Together." It's the Dao of Dao Feng Dao Zun. It's fierce.
Xiao Yi has already been locked in the sword.
Therefore, when the wind and snow condenses Xiao Yi's body again, the fierce sword has split in an instant.
Xiao Yi's figure was shaken back dozens of steps with the same sword.
The figure just stabilized, behind him, a huge stone thundered fiercely.
However, the Boulder has not yet been close to Xiao Yi and has been frozen by the wind and snow.
The three men frown tightly, but they still can't kill Xiao Yi in an instant?
"The ice storm Scripture and the ice phantom in the ice palace are really powerful."
"But it's just that. Now you can only passively protect your life. I see how long you can persist."
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
The illusions of the saints of all sides came again.
Under the joint efforts of the three, the attack and connection fit together, which does not give Xiao Yi a chance to breathe.
The sound of intense fighting was harsh and intense.
Xiao Yi smiles. The sword power in her hand suddenly changes.
No longer is the sword shadow like dancing, but the sword power greatly increases, a sword falls, and the phantom surrounding it splits in an instant.
A sweep, the surrounding boulders instantly broken.
With one sword, it is frozen within 100 meters.
Obviously, Xiao Yi's sword is stronger than one sword, and the power of one sword is soaring.
It is only in a short period of time from being attacked by the three men and falling into a passive position, and now it has turned into active counter control of the war situation.
When Xiao Yi's sword reaches the 20th sword, the illusions of the saints around him have been broken.
The 21st sword, a hundred miles of boulders, have become powder.
When the 22nd sword falls, a fierce wind and snow turns into an ice dragon, and blows to the sword Zun with the sky blowing sword.
"The wind blows." With a violent drink of the sword, the sword fell with all his strength, and a storm of sword idea swept out.
Ice dragon, storm, crash.
The two of them were in a standoff. Finally, the ice dragon devoured fiercely, and Shengsheng broke through the storm.
...
second.
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"No way." His eyes widened. "Wan Shi Sheng Zun's all-out fist, even I dare not carry it in front of me." "Is this boy easy to hold his sword against?" "Chopping the wind." The sword of chopping wind blows with respect to one blade. The fierce breath lingers on the big sword, and an invisible and heavy wind breath is constantly surrounding it. Boom A roar is like a giant blade across the sky. The ground is directly cut into a huge gap, which is not bottomless. Within the chasm, the two sides of the earth walls were extremely smooth, as if they had been smoothed out by life. This Dao of the sword of the sword of chopping wind is so terrible. "Dead?" Jian Feng Dao Zun frowned. Before the big sword, Xiao Yi's figure was gone. "Not yet." Dozens of steps away, Xiao Yi is in good condition with a light smile. "This knife is fierce enough, aggressive enough, and fast enough." "The power of the sword, the heaviness of the storm, the speed of the strong wind, the fierce wind, and the respect of the chopping wind sword are remarkable." As a matter of fact, none of the killers of the supreme mansion, especially those of the later stage of the holy realm, are ordinary people. These hermit martial arts practitioners, who had become famous for many years ago, have their own skills in this world. "Escaped?" The master of the chopping wind sword squinted his eyes and glanced at the holy statue of all faces and the holy statue of ten thousand stones. "Don't be so clumsy. This boy is not simple. Kill him with all your strength." At the same time, the three people's faces were coagulated. If the three people just thought that Xiao Yi was just a little bit out of order and could be despised and killed with a little effort. Now, it is completely dignified and regards Xiao Yi as an enemy at one level. When the three killers gaze at their prey, it is a fierce battle between life and death. Of course, it's just three people who think so. For Xiao Yi, at least from his light face, there is not much dignified. Pa Wan Shi Sheng Zun's hands suddenly closed, the blue veins on the bald head loomed, "the land of ten thousand stones." Click, click, click A hundred miles away, the mountains and the earth burst in an instant. The boulders, as if they had lost their own gravity, rose from the sky. It's a hundred Li range. It's not big. It is not difficult to destroy it with the strength of the strong in the later period of the sacred realm. Today, however, the sage of ten thousand stones is turning all the earth and rocks within a hundred miles into his own use. Nothing else, the terrible weight alone was appalling. In the distance, Xia Yiming has already held the oriental dance and retreated from the sky. He will do his best to fulfill the imperial master's orders. "Well?" Xiao Yi looked at the numerous boulders floating around her eyes, and her face slightly had a trace of seriousness. Boom With a roar, the whole land sank down a hundred meters. Xiao Yi's body, an amazing gravity suddenly pressure body. "What a wonderful piece of earth and stone." Xiao Yi frowned. Now, within a hundred miles, not only are the boulders floating and dancing, but also a terrible gravity is added. "A thousand people and a hundred faces." In a flash, the figure of the Holy One moved. Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh A series of illusions appear out of thin air. Thousands of "hundred face saints" sneer ferociously, and the dense and strange illusions make people shudder. Thousands of figures and faces are consistent. But in a flash, the face is constantly changing. Thousands of figures, or holding a sword blade, or holding a big knife, or dagger senhan, or both hands to control fire, all means are different. And the most amazing momentum, at this moment, is bursting from the sword Zun. On fighting alone, zaofengdao Zun is definitely the strongest of the three. The big sword, without any fancy, is only extremely fierce and contains the fierce wind. Hum The blade of the sword is sharp and loud. "With the help of the three of me, even the eight strong ones in the holy environment will fall." "You are lucky to die under the three of us." "Try it." Xiao Yi smiles. Boom One after another of the illusions of the Holy One hundred faces, the moment to hand. Different means, different streamers, Qi Qi dense bang. However, under the siege of the dense illusions, the most amazing thing is that it contains a cold and Yin atmosphere, just like the weird appearance of the first hundred faces saint. Bang The sword of ice and snow in Xiao Yi's hand is lifted, and a large amount of cold air emerges, which is a cold frost and ice storm. Two cold air collided and the air froze in an instant. ChucklingIn the frozen air, a dagger suddenly pierced through Xiao Yi's chest. "Yes." A sneer came from the saint. "No matter how skillful your swordsmanship is, you are just a loach that doesn't slip in autumn." "Under the suppression of Wanjun's power of Wanshi saint, your speed is greatly reduced, and you can't escape my attack." "You will not be distracted when you are gazed at by the sabre of the beheader." "I can kill you with this dagger." "Poisonous?" Xiao Yi looked at the dagger on her chest and only laughed. It's no wonder that when Baimian Shengzun attacked the 20 purple winged armies before, they were as sharp as the purple wing army and had no chance to explode themselves. One is the suppression of the cultivation of the Holy One. Secondly, it is the poison on the dagger. Wow Xiao Yi's figure, out of thin air into snow, the chest of the dagger, suddenly fell. It's the avatar of ice. "Together." It's the Dao of Dao Feng Dao Zun. It's fierce. Xiao Yi has already been locked in the sword. Therefore, when the wind and snow condenses Xiao Yi's body again, the fierce sword has split in an instant. Xiao Yi's figure was shaken back dozens of steps with the same sword. The figure just stabilized, behind him, a huge stone thundered fiercely. However, the Boulder has not yet been close to Xiao Yi and has been frozen by the wind and snow. The three men frown tightly, but they still can't kill Xiao Yi in an instant? "The ice storm Scripture and the ice phantom in the ice palace are really powerful." "But it's just that. Now you can only passively protect your life. I see how long you can persist." Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh The illusions of the saints of all sides came again. Under the joint efforts of the three, the attack and connection fit together, which does not give Xiao Yi a chance to breathe. The sound of intense fighting was harsh and intense. Xiao Yi smiles. The sword power in her hand suddenly changes. No longer is the sword shadow like dancing, but the sword power greatly increases, a sword falls, and the phantom surrounding it splits in an instant. A sweep, the surrounding boulders instantly broken. With one sword, it is frozen within 100 meters. Obviously, Xiao Yi's sword is stronger than one sword, and the power of one sword is soaring. It is only in a short period of time from being attacked by the three men and falling into a passive position, and now it has turned into active counter control of the war situation. When Xiao Yi's sword reaches the 20th sword, the illusions of the saints around him have been broken. The 21st sword, a hundred miles of boulders, have become powder. When the 22nd sword falls, a fierce wind and snow turns into an ice dragon, and blows to the sword Zun with the sky blowing sword. "The wind blows." With a violent drink of the sword, the sword fell with all his strength, and a storm of sword idea swept out. Ice dragon, storm, crash. The two of them were in a standoff. Finally, the ice dragon devoured fiercely, and Shengsheng broke through the storm. ... second. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
