Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

"damn it!"

On the side of the Chunyang League, Jonson saw no fewer than fifty warriors from the Xuanyun clan coming towards them, and his cold killing intent was firmly locked on them, and his face was full of anger.

Even Guo An'an's brows were erect, and his jade hands were clenched tightly.

The Xuanyun Clan not only attacked them unexpectedly, causing the seven geniuses of the Pure Sun League to die and one to be destroyed, and even they were brutally murdered. Now that they meet, they should be directly expelled and let them lose the quota for the true martial arts baptism. It is too much.

But no matter how angry they are, they can still feel that these warriors of the Xuanyun clan are not weak, and their number is no less than their warriors of the Chunyang League.

Once a battle breaks out, it will definitely be a bitter battle. Their two geniuses, in the conflict between these two great forces, can't play a big role.

Just like the bald man Xuan Yunlie commented on Shentu.

Shentu's strength surpasses that of the young generation of Xizhou, but he is still unable to dominate the entire Xizhou, let alone them.

"However, fortunately Lord Shentu invited Brother Xiao Ye. I'm afraid these Xuanyun people don't know the identity of Brother Xiao Ye."

At this thought, Guo An'an's beautiful eyes flickered, looking towards the black robe figure rising into the sky, a brilliant light flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes, and she gloated in her heart.

boom!

At this moment, Xiao Ye's figure flashed in the air, and he had already rushed towards the warriors of the Xuanyun Clan.

"You're so stupid, you dare to rush forward and kill him first!"

"Hey, this guy, you don't think you can fight us all by yourself?"

"Who is this guy? I have never heard of this person among the young geniuses of the Chunyang League."

"Hmph, whoever he is, young people who have not been baptized by true martial arts are weak, so just kill them directly, why bother talking nonsense."

...

Seeing that Xiao Ye was alone and rushed out, the warriors of the Xuanyun tribe sneered, and the eight geniuses of the Xuanyun tribe who were watching the battle behind them all showed sarcasm, their eyes were like It was looking at a dead man.

You must know that among the more than fifty Xuanyun clan warriors accompanying them,

There are as many as a dozen warriors with the title of Emperor Wu level.

Between lightning and flint, Xiao Ye stormed over, and had already met Xuanyun Clan warriors in mid-air.

this moment--

"Tyrants!"

A gleam flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes, and with a low growl, the domineering body erupted immediately.

Immediately, the roiling golden blood erupted like a volcano, shaking the world, and the dazzling and blazing golden light was dazzling, like a sun.

bang bang bang!

The vision of invincibility flooded in, turbulent, and in an instant, several warriors who met Xiao Ye head-on, seemed to be collided by an ancient sacred mountain, screaming and being blown away, spitting blood .

"The law of killing!"

"The mystery of the wind!"

Xiao Ye's pitch-black pupils were covered with a layer of blood, and the Law of Slaughter and the Xuan Ao of Wind erupted together, heading straight to the nine heavens.

As far as the eye can see, a majestic blood-red sword light is swirling with countless gusts of wind, splitting the sky, and in the direction of the sword light, every warrior of the Xuanyun clan is either cut to pieces or cut back.

"Four Emperors Cultivation Technique!"

"Emperor-level combat skills, Prisoner Sky Finger!"

Behind Xiao Ye suddenly appeared four majestic and magnificent figures, standing between the heaven and the earth, as if they could suppress the heavens, the silver imperial power roared in the body, and with his pointing out, intertwined a A huge fingerprint fell from the sky, causing the bodies of many Xuanyun clan warriors to burst, spilling a piece of hot flesh and blood.

This is crushing!

Complete crushing!

Although the Xuanyun Clan mobilized fifty fighters, among them there were more than a dozen titled Huangwu, but how could they resist Xiao Ye, who showed great power?

Xiao Ye was bathed in the infinite golden brilliance, invincible, like a sharp knife gazing vertically and horizontally, in a few breaths, he had already rushed through the siege of the Xuanyun clan warriors, and rushed towards the eight geniuses of the Xuanyun clan.

At this moment, all the sounds on the entire plain disappeared, and one after another looked at the figure in midair with horrified eyes, and the expression on his face became extremely exciting.

More than 50 warriors of the Xuanyun Clan, who have not yet approached the people of the Chunyang League, were killed by a young man to pieces?

The most important thing is, this young man looks like he is the Chosen One among the Chunyang League, who is here to compete for the place of Zhenwu baptism?

How could Tianjiao, who has not been baptized by real martial arts, be so powerful? Just kidding!

"what?"

"how can that be!"

Xuan Yunlie, who was fighting with Shentu at high altitude, and with a playful mentality, intending to stop the other party and let the Xuanyun clan warriors kill Xiao Ye and others, almost fell out of his eyeballs, looking like a ghost.

"Hey, you Xuanyun clan must not have thought of it, although your sneak attack caused our Chunyang League to lose five geniuses, but I have invited here, a talent with more terrifying potential than me."

"You Xuanyun clan, you miscalculated!" Shentu laughed triumphantly.

Even he was amazed by Xiao Ye's strength. Not only did he cultivate the unfathomable skills and combat skills, but he also cultivated to such a high level.

So what if their Pure Yang League loses five geniuses? Xiao Ye is enough.

"A genius more terrifying than your potential..."

"Could it be...that mysterious young man named Xiao Ye was invited away by your Chunyang League?" Xuan Yunlie couldn't help exclaiming as if struck by lightning.

At this moment, there is no need to doubt.

Those who have not been baptized by true martial arts, but have such strength, looking at the entire Xizhou, there is only Xiao Ye who has recently risen to fame.

"Made, you actually invited Xiao Ye, get out of here, or our Xuanyun Clan will kill you all!" Xuan Yunlie roared angrily when he saw that Xiao Ye had already rushed in front of the eight great geniuses of the Xuanyun Clan , very anxious.

With Xiao Ye's strength, their eight geniuses would definitely be unstoppable.

At this moment, his intestines were full of remorse. If he had known this, he would never have committed the crime.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

"Hmph, you Xuanyun clan deserve to die." Shentu sneered, one-half of his true martial physique broke out completely, and he exchanged status with Xuanyunlie. He didn't fight with each other, but he entangled him tightly.

"what!"

"No!"

"Help!"

...

The eight geniuses of the Xuanyun Clan looked at Xiao Ye, who was like the God of War descending, with a strong look of horror on their faces, trembling all over, losing all fighting spirit, they didn't dare to confront Xiao Ye, they all turned their heads and ran away .

"Without you, there will be fewer people competing with me for the baptism of real martial arts, and it will be easier in the future." Xiao Ye sneered, and with one step to reach the sky, he easily caught up and set off a mess of flesh and blood.