Soul Emperor Martial God

Xiao Yi's judgment on the battle was extremely accurate.

Almost the moment he had just shaken Fang Muxue and sacrificed to the Frozen Domain, those figures had already attacked.

The tyrannical winds of palms pressed down, but the palms did not arrive, and the palms of the wind had already shaken the entire ground.

With Xiao Yi as the center, the ground was shattered within tens of meters.

The palm reached, three pairs of domineering palms were heavily printed on Xiao Yi.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned, he had no time to retreat, so he could only hold these three palms.

However, the three palms printed on him now are soft and weak, and he can't even feel the pain.

However, just in the next second, a sharp pain instantly filled his whole body.

Within the body, three powerful forces collided wantonly, as if to break through his body.

"Not good." Xiao Yi's expression changed.

The sword in his hand swept across, and under the **** surge, the blade was extremely sharp.

The owner of the three palms was surprised at first, then sneered, and stepped back, easily avoiding the sweep.

Xiao Yi stepped away and quickly moved away from the three of them.

At the same time, the vitality within the body was continuously mobilized, suppressing the three powerful rushing forces.

"Puff." When he was suppressed, Xiao Yi had already spouted blood.

In the distance, Patriarch Fang, who was fighting against Patriarch Qin and others, glanced at Xiao Yi's side, his expression changed.

"Little friend Xiao Yi, be careful."

"That's the Beiyin Yuanjin of the North Yinzong. It has the power of the rules of heaven and earth, unpredictable."

Patriarch Fang yelled loudly.

Xiao Yi nodded when he heard the words.

He naturally had heard of the name of Beiyinzong.

The well-deserved hegemonic power of the Central Region, and even the Eighteenth Mansion, is afraid of it.

The Northern Hidden Sect has always acted domineering, and its affiliated forces are numerous.

Rumor has it that the inheritance of the Northern Yin Sect is even longer than that of the Eighteenth Mansion.

But to be more specific, Xiao Yi didn't know.

On the contrary, the three palms that blasted just now seemed soft and weak, but in fact, Yuan Li had already ignored his physical body and body protection energy, and instantly penetrated into his body.

Originally, he was still puzzled, and he was surprised when he heard the words of the Fang Patriarch.

Beiyin Yuanjin is indeed somewhat like the power of the rules of heaven and earth, and can ignore many things.

But it is obviously not as strong as the power of the rules of heaven and earth, and can ignore all barriers, formations, strengths, etc.

According to Xiao Yi's guess, Beiyin Yuanjin was at best somewhat mighty.

However, this is already quite an astonishing method in the fight against the powerful warrior.

Not to mention that the cultivation bases of these three Northern Yinzong warriors are far above him.

"Three Saint Emperor Realm and Four Levels." Xiao Yi looked at the three people ten meters away coldly.

These three people are three middle-aged people.

In Xiao Yi's perception, these three were obviously stronger than the elder-level warriors of the three major families.

But they are much weaker than the strong at the level of the deputy hall master.

So it should be the cultivation base of the four layers of the Holy Emperor Realm.

Cang...

The sword in Xiao Yi's hand was instantly covered with blood.

"It must be a quick fight." Xiao Yi muttered to himself, with a ruthless look, and his eyebrows were well.

He can handle enemies at this level.

If it is heyday, he is not afraid.

But now, his injury is not light, mainly due to the full palm of the old Patriarch Qin, which makes him not light.

In addition, the Beiyin Yuanjin of the three Beiyin Sect warriors just broke into the body, making him more injured.

He can only make a quick fight to avoid other accidents.

At this time, ten meters away, the three Northern Yinzong warriors stared at Xiao Yi coldly, but did not move.

No, to be precise, he was staring at the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

"Blood energy together." One of them frowned, "If you read it right, it's Blood Realm Slash."

"Boy, are you a killer from the Heavenly Underworld Palace?"

"Or, Ignore, who are you?"

When the Northern Yinzong warrior said the last sentence, an inexplicable jealousy flashed across his face.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes when he heard the words. This was not the first time he heard this question.

"As far as I know, there is no person like you in the Heavenly Underworld Palace." Beiyinzong warrior said in a deep voice again.

"Look at your proficiency in the blood and energy, even above the Young Palace Master of the Heavenly Underworld Palace."

"And in the Heavenly Underworld Palace, there is no Tianjiao that can match the lesser Palace Master of the Heavenly Underworld Palace."

"In other words, you are not from the Heavenly Underworld Palace."

Beside, another Northern Yinzong warrior said coldly, "Boy, leave now, we can spare your life."

The words of Beiyinzong warrior just fell.

In the distance, Patriarch Qin's face became cold, "Second deacon, can't let this kid go."

"My Qin family will kill it."

The second deacon of the Northern Yin Sect shook his head, "If your Qin family is willing to provoke and ignore this killing god, then you can kill the Qin family."

After that, the second deacon looked directly at Xiao Yi again, "I will only say it once."

"Go now, no one will stop you for half a step."

"If you don't leave, even if you ignore it, you won't be able to keep you."

The last sentence fell, and the three of them were murderous.

"Go?" Xiao Yi grinned with a sneer, glanced at Patriarch Fang in the distance, and Patriarch Qin again.

"Qin Zhen's palm, I haven't paid it yet, so I can't go."

The three Northern Yinzong warriors shook their heads when they heard the words, "Then you will die for your so-called arrogance."

"Shoot."

The three Beiyinzong warriors took action instantly.

"Just what I want." Xiao Yi sneered.

"Blood World Slash."

The **** color that had permeated the surroundings instantly turned into sharp sword energy, blasting from all directions.

Chi... Chi... Chi...

Blood energy and sword energy, sharp to the extreme, and almost to the extreme.

Bang... bang... bang...

With three explosions, the three people who attacked were immediately retreated.

The body protection vitality has collapsed, and even a few more bloodstains on the body, the blood flow continues.

"So strong." The three were shocked.

If the three of them hadn't reacted quickly, I'm afraid they would have been seriously injured by the countless **** sword auras.

"So sharp sword energy, can't even prevent me from waiting for the bodyguard?" One of them showed a different color.

"After all, it's the skill that kills the gods, but it's normal," the other person said solemnly.

The other person's face is ugly to the extreme.

Three holy emperor realm quadruples, besieging a hairy boy who is no more than holy king realm triples, and he was blasted back when he met.

They even guessed that if the three of them hadn't attacked suddenly, they might not even have the chance to get close to this hairy boy.

Those three palms were even more missed.

"What a martial arts evildoer, it's no wonder that he can be taken by the killing **** and get his mantle." The three of them stared at Xiao Yi coldly, their faces horrified.

In the distance, fierce scuffles continued.

Qin family, with the help of the strong from the Northern Yinzong, the warriors who directly pressed the Fanggu family fell into a disadvantage.

Only on Xiao Yi's side, the three Northern Yinzong powerhouses showed fear and did not take action.

"If you don't take action, then it will be me." Xiao Yi sneered, his blood became more and more intense, and he shot out instantly.

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