Soul Emperor Martial God

High in the sky, Xiao Yi flew fast all the way.

With his current strength, flying at full speed, the speed is more than several times faster than when he came to the Sifang Domain at the beginning of half a year ago.

The experience trip of the Sifang domain can already end.

Next, he left.

A few days later, Xiao Yi passed by Tianfang City, and the flying figure suddenly stopped.

"Huh?" High in the sky, Xiao Yi frowned suddenly.

A touch of killing intent suddenly flashed on his face.

Whoosh... A flash, silently falling from the sky.

Outside Tianfang City, a certain piece of deep mountain and wild forest.

Dozens of people in black walked and shuttled among them, and in the dark, there were hidden breaths, dormant in them.

Looking at the clothes of these people in black, black clothes are not like ordinary black, but more like a dark, sly black.

In the black, there is another **** flower, which is extremely dazzling.

Obviously, this is the costume of the killer of the Heavenly Underworld.

Dozens of men in black shuttled and explored, and in the dark, there were also dozens of men in black hibernating.

Among them, the head is an old man and a young man.

At this time, the young man's face was a bit ugly.

"It's been a month, still have no idea?" The young man lowered his voice.

But the old man heard clearly.

The old man shook his head, "This mountain has almost been rummaged by us, and we have checked all traces."

"But, nothing has been achieved."

The young man showed a cold expression, "Is that Ziyan Yi Xiao, really so powerful?"

"My elite assassin in the Heavenly Underworld Palace, I have been searching hard for a month, but I can't even find any clues about him?"

The old man gave a wry smile.

"A bunch of rubbish." The young man glanced at the black-clothed man who was traveling outside, his face angrily.

The old man said solemnly, "The so-called so-called "the sky is outside, there are outsiders."

"The water in the Middle Territory is deep."

"Although our Heavenly Underworld Palace is the Central Territory's number one killer force, who dares to say that no one is better than us in the Central Territory?"

"The origin of Zi Yan Yi Xiao is extremely mysterious."

"It has only been a few months since the first few months of fame, but he was able to make a name for himself in a prestigious area such as the Sifangyu, and even one of the sixteen Ice Masters was defeated by him."

"How can it be really easy to deal with?"

The old man paused and said, "If it is really easy to deal with, Domination Mansion will not have to spend a big price to invite us to make a deal."

The young man nodded, his face dissipated slightly.

"Ba Xing Mansion, even if he is sure that Chen Xing was killed by him, he is here."

"Using the methods of our Heavenly Underworld Palace, we have been unable to track this person so far. The means of hiding this person is actually so powerful."

"Don't worry, son," the old man said in a deep voice, "Baxing Mansion is also tracking this person. With the strength of our Second Mansion, this person cannot escape."

The young man nodded.

The two of them lurked in the dark, hiding their breath.

But he didn't know that behind them, on a big tree just a few minutes away, a cold and arrogant figure stared at the two with disdain.

The figure is Xiao Yi.

"Heh." Xiao Yi couldn't help but smile secretly.

No wonder he had encountered these assassins from the Heavenly Underworld before.

However, think about it, the identity of Yi Xiao has given him a lot of pot.

However, killing Chen Xing has nothing to do with him.

If you guessed it correctly, Cang Yue must have done this.

He carried the pot on his back for no reason.

Xiao Yi shook his head lightly, ready to walk away.

Suddenly, "Who?" a big shout suddenly violent.

The old man turned abruptly and looked at Xiao Yi.

When he saw Xiao Yi, his face changed suddenly.

"You..." The old man stared at Xiao Yi with fear on his face.

He couldn't imagine when he was dormant in the dark, when someone appeared behind him, and how long this person looked behind him.

If this person suddenly attacked him from behind, he still has the young man, and he might have died many times earlier.

"Oh, I have some ability." Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

He could actually leave silently, but just now he just sold a flaw and made a little noise.

The old man found him immediately.

"It's you?" The young man stared at Xiao Yi coldly, his expression unkind.

"You deserve to be the disciple taught by the traitor. This stealth kung fu is amazing."

The young man immediately recognized Xiao Yi.

"It seems that you haven't had enough lessons last time." Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly cold.

"Not good." The old man's expression changed, and he pulled the young man back quickly.

"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Take care of your mouth, next time, I will not let you go."

When the voice fell, Xiao Yi flew away.

On the spot, the young man showed a cold face, but did not pursue it.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief suddenly.

For some reason, his instinct told him that if he missed more in one month, Xiao Yi gave him a much stronger sense of threat than before.

He even felt that if Xiao Yi wanted to kill him, he was just waving his hands.

"Damn it." The young man gritted his teeth. "It's just that traitor's disciple who dares to be so arrogant?"

"Wait for this..." The young man's fist snapped.

"Don't worry, son." The old man said solemnly, "There are less than two years left before that grand event."

"After the mission here is over, it's time for the son to return to the mansion to awaken the spirit for the second time."

"For this awakening, the son has specifically suppressed the cultivation base and stagnated the realm."

"After Young Master Wuhun awakens for the second time, this person may not be your opponent."

"Yeah." The young man nodded, his eyes full of confidence.

...

In the distance, Xiao Yi has already flew away.

Flying all the way, one day later, passing through Ming'an City, Xiao Yi stopped again.

Above the city lord's mansion of Ming'an city, Xiao Yi glanced at the competition platform.

On the martial arts stage, a child was practising martial arts diligently, sweating profusely.

Xiao Yi nodded, and then Yukong flew away.

That child is naturally the son of City Lord Mingan.

Speaking of, last time, it was the first time he had passed the important stage of martial arts enlightenment for a young warrior.

That's why he stopped to look at the child.

And this child is really good, a rare martial arts genius.

Judging from his perception just now, at a young age, he has already stepped into the innate and has already mastered an underground martial art skillfully.

You know, this child only passed through the martial arts enlightenment more than half a year ago and stepped into the world.

I haven't seen it for half a year, but I have already crossed two realms in a row. At a young age, I broke through the acquired and entered the innate.

...

Flying all the way, one month later, Xiao Yi finally returned to the black cloud region.

Galloping all the way, after a short while, he returned to Heiyun to learn and teach.

Xiao Yi glanced at the dense dark clouds above Xuejiao.

Even if he hasn't seen him for half a year, and even after a long period of experience, his cultivation level is good now, but he still feels the same as when he first came to Heiyun to study and teach.

It made him feel palpitations and oppression.

Just at this moment, a loud shout of anger rang out from within that quiet and thick black cloud.

"Old man Yun Yuan, let me see how you meditate."

A cyan streamer arbitrarily flies in the black cloud, making the black cloud turbulent.

...

First more.

Two or three shifts, it should be about early in the morning. I am going out temporarily, sorry.