Hundreds of warriors around him have been ordered to attack Xiao Yi and Qinglin.

Xiao Yi and Qinglin glanced at each other and smiled.

The smile was full of fighting spirit and coldness.

Sou... Sou... Sou...

Xiao Yi's fingers flickered, and one after another sword qi struck out in an instant.

The sword qi swept through.

Qinglin sneered, and blood light shot out.

The blood light passed, and it also swept across the piece.

Although there were many of these warriors who came from all directions, they came temporarily after all, and there were not too many strong people.

It's just a disciple of Tianwang Mountain who has been training around here, or who happens to be walking around here.

Most of them are cultivating around the peak of the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

The one who is slightly stronger is only the early stage of the Holy Realm.

Saint Realm cultivation, in the eyes of the current Xiao Yi, is not worth mentioning.

"Two thieves, dare to kill on a large scale?" the middle-aged man shouted indignantly.

"Archdeacon. The three city lords sneered, "We said earlier, if Qinglin and other thieves are not slaughtered, they will be a disaster." ”

"Now there is another one, this Xiao Yi is originally a person in your Shura Palace, but he killed Paoze, and it is not a pity to die at all. ”

The three city lords said this to the chief deacon, but their eyes looked at Cao Lei.

Cao Lei was unmoved, just silent.

"Qinglin thief, your opponent is us. The three city lords shouted loudly and shot in an instant.

Qinglin frowned, "I'll leave it to you here, how about it?"

Qinglin glanced at the wolf-like warriors around him and said to Xiao Yi.

"Okay. Xiao Yi nodded.

Qinglin smiled playfully, "Don't be too confident, although your opponent is weak, there are quite a few of them." ”

"How about being faster than whom?"

"Whatever you want. Xiao Yi shrugged.

Sou... Qinglin's figure flashed, and he instantly distanced himself from Xiao Yi, and fought the three major city lords alone.

Xiao Yi single-handedly defeated these hundreds of warriors.

The Great War broke out again.

Xiao Yi didn't use his sword, but shouted in a low voice, "Ice Domain, up." ”

The monstrous martial arts power enveloped the audience.

At the same time, the martial arts in the field of the three palms of cold ice were once again integrated into the field.

In the air, the blood-colored killing intent of the mad reappeared.

Xiao Yi's cold eyes became bloodthirsty and terrifying again.

Rumble...

Xiao Yi slapped it with one palm, and all the attacking warriors were killed in seconds.

With Xiao Yi's current strength, it is only a matter of time before he kills all the martial artists here.

However, there are people who will not let him get his wish.

The middle-aged man's figure flashed, and he shot instantly.

He is a double powerhouse in the Saint King Realm, two great realms higher than Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed, and he was not afraid.

"Three palms of ice, monstrous. A low, cold voice spat out of Xiao Yi's mouth.

The blood-colored killing intent within a radius of thousands of meters seemed to be instantly condensed in Xiao Yi's palm.

The middle-aged man punched in.

Rumble... The clash of palms and fists produced an earth-shattering roar.

Xiao Yi was shocked back a few steps, and the middle-aged man was directly shocked back more than ten steps.

Don't forget, this middle-aged man is not only a Saint King Realm double martial artist, but also the first chief deacon of the Shura Palace, but a powerful physical cultivator.

Under the Hundred Dao Realm, coupled with that terrifying physical power, if it wasn't for being suddenly caught off guard by Xiao Yi before, it would definitely not be easy to lose.

For now, it is almost impossible for Xiao Yi to defeat him in a short period of time.

But now, there are still hundreds of disciples of Tianwang Mountain around.

At the same time, in the distant sky, there were also martial arts breaths emerging one after another.

Within a radius of 100,000 miles, there are still many warriors who are constantly rushing here.

The disciples of Tianwang Mountain are all over the Black Cloud Region, and they are not a lie.

Rumble... Rumble... Rumble...

Xiao Yi put both hands out and slammed out with one palm.

While fighting against middle-aged people, he dealt with the warriors around him.

As Qinglin said just now, in fact, Xiao Yi's pressure will never be small.

The most important thing is that although the second palm of the three palms of cold ice has endowed Xiao Yi with extremely strong combat power today, the consumption of yuan power is extremely terrifying.

What level does the second palm of the three cold palms belong to, Xiao Yi doesn't know for the time being.

He only knew that the Yuan Force of the small world in his body was constantly disappearing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The blood-colored killing intent that permeated the air was obviously the reason for the rapid consumption of his Yuan Force.

"It's going to be a quick fix. Xiao Yi's face turned pale.

Rumble... Rumble...

Xiao Yi slapped two palms, one palm knocked back the middle-aged man, and one palm killed more than a dozen martial artists in seconds.

But his face was gradually turning pale.

That's a sign of excessive consumption of Yuan power.

In the distance, Qinglin, who was fighting fiercely with the three major city lords, laughed proudly, "Xiao Yi, it seems that I will end the battle faster than you." ”

As he spoke, the momentum on Qinglin's body exploded suddenly.

Look at it more realistically, on his arms, I don't know when, there are scales.

Inside the scales, a blue light surged.

Rumble... Qinglin threw a punch and let out a bang.

Around the palms of his hands, a roar like a beast's roar flashed.

With a punch, the three city lords were instantly repulsed.

Qinglin smiled proudly and suddenly noticed the situation on Xiao Yi's side.

Sou... Qinglin's figure flashed and disappeared in place in an instant.

The speed is even faster than before.

Before the middle-aged man could react, he was blown away by a punch.

"Xiao Yi, leave this guy to me, you can solve it quickly. Qinglin said this, and instantly got entangled with the middle-aged man.

Xiao Yi frowned, but nodded anyway.

"Bastard. After the middle-aged man stood firmly, his face darkened for a while.

His chest was aching uncomfortably at the moment.

"Well, let's kill you, the thief of Qinglin, first. The killing intent in the eyes of the middle-aged man was awe-inspiring.

"Archdeacon, I'll wait for three people to help you. "The three city lords who were originally blown away came in an instant.

The powerhouses of the Four Great Saint King Realms besieged Qinglin in an instant.

However, Qinglin was not defeated, but fought four people.

Xiao Yi glanced at it, and his face changed slightly.

When the middle-aged man left, his pressure was greatly reduced.

Rumble... Rumble... Rumble...

A palm blasted out, and one by one the warriors were quickly killed in seconds.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, the bloodthirsty eyes, I don't know when, gradually became more and more red.

I don't know why, under the second palm of the three palms of this cold ice, every time he kills someone, his heart is full of pleasure.

He even keenly noticed that if he didn't kill anyone, the blood-colored killing intent in the air would be a little stronger.

At the same time, the power of the field is increasing.

No, to be precise, every time he kills someone, the higher his level of understanding of this second palm.

The power of the ice realm seems to be soaring.

Xiao Yi shook his head and didn't think much about it.

Now that he is still fighting, his pressure is much less, but Qinglin's moment is not optimistic.

Qinglin has gradually fallen into the disadvantage with one enemy and four.

Gotta end the battle here quickly and help him.

"It's too slow. Xiao Yi's face was a little ugly.

Even though he continued to kill the warriors around him in seconds, more and more warriors still came to join the battle.

"It's endless. Xiao Yi's face became more and more ugly and cold.

"It's too slow... It's too slow..."

Xiao Yi burst out with a palm, looking like crazy.

One by one, the warriors were quickly killed by him.

Time passes.

The number of warriors who died in the hands of Xiao Yi has already exceeded hundreds.

All around, corpses everywhere.

Now Xiao Yi's hands are already red, which is the blood of the martial artists around him.

Drops of blood slipped from his hands.

The hideous gaze looked a little numb.

But the bloodthirsty light is still terrifying.

Now he looks like a bloodthirsty demon.

"It's too slow. Xiao Yi was still muttering to himself.

But he didn't realize that the smell of blood and killing intent in the air had already reached a terrifying level.

Around, there is still a steady stream of warriors coming.

Xiao Yi's hideous bloodthirsty eyes looked around and shook his head, "It's too slow, then let's hurry up." ”

A deep voice, as if squeezed out of the throat.

The moment the words fell.

Boom...

In the distance, a flying warrior instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

I didn't see Xiao Yat make any movements, just bloodthirsty eyes scanning the surroundings.

But with him as the center, the warriors who flew in one by one turned into clouds of blood mist.

A continuous popping sound resounded high in the air.

A continuous mist of blood sprinkled all over the sky.

......

The first update. (2 more owed)

It's too late to update tonight, I can only take a day off, sorry.

I'll make it up tomorrow, don't worry.

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