Soul Emperor Martial God

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

One after another, the raging vitality was quickly shot out.

These dozens of warriors are actually assassins with one shot.

"Looking for death." Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and a sword aura condensed from his fingertips.

In his perception, this is just a group of saint martial artists, and the few strong ones are just saint kings.

Whoosh...

Sword Qi flashed past, and the raging Yuan Li was all crushed.

Afterwards, the sword aura's power remained undiminished, and the sharp aura made the faces of dozens of warriors panic.

"Huh." The old man snorted coldly, and he drew himself in front of the sword qi.

A heavy palm blasted out, easily blasting the sword energy.

"Sixth Layer of the Saint King Realm, how powerful is it?" The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiao Yi coldly.

Looking at his palm again, a sword mark suddenly appeared.

Obviously, even if he blasted Xiao Yi's sword aura away, he himself would not feel well.

If he knew that it was just Xiao Yi's sword energy at will, I wonder if he would dare to be so hard.

"The emperor of martial arts?" Xiao Yi glanced at the old man and didn't care.

In his perception, this old man's cultivation reached the second level of the Holy Emperor Realm.

"It seems that you really got the treasure in the ruins." The old man stared at Xiao Yi, with awe-inspiring murderous intent in his Yin Zing eyes.

In the eyes of the old man, a mere six-layer Saint King Realm, able to display such strength, even a strong Saint King Realm who was almost injured, must be carrying a treasure.

And it is the ancient treasure in the ruins.

"Which warrior are you?" Xiao Yi didn't care about the old man's gaze, but asked coldly.

"A dead person deserves to know?" At this moment, a disdainful young voice sounded.

It was a young man who spoke.

Before watching this young man standing beside the old man, and in front of the dozens of warriors, he knew that this young man had a high status among them.

"I'm afraid it will scare you to death if you say it." The young man smiled arrogantly.

"Second Young Master." The old man glanced at the young man.

The young man nodded, "The great elder will kill this kid first, let's take back the heavy treasure."

"Okay." The old man nodded, looked back at Xiao Yi with a stern look, and then shot immediately.

"I can't help myself." Xiao Yi shook his head, the Leng Yan sword in his hand appeared out of thin air.

boom…

There was a sudden explosion in the sky.

This explosion was not like the explosion of thunder, but more like the explosion of turbulent water.

"What?" The old man's expression changed.

In the high sky, countless stars are pouring down, the density is amazing, and the speed is fast to the extreme.

The pouring at that moment made it so that the air collapsed and the space shattered.

boom…

Almost for an instant, the starlight had already landed.

Dozens of warriors have been pierced by starlight and died just like that.

The old man is also wearing starlight, but there are more.

"How...how could it..." The old man looked at his body that was pierced in an instant, his face was full of horror.

Before he finished speaking, his body was cold and he collapsed.

"This..." The young man was stunned and fell into a sluggishness.

He didn't react until he saw Xiao Yi's cold eyes.

And when he saw the lingering and ready-to-go starlight in Xiao Yijian, his face was panicked.

"No...no...you can't kill me..." The young man shivered as he looked at the pierced wound in the surrounding body.

Even a martial arts emperor can't live a second under that starlight, let alone him?

However, the starlight in Xiao Yijian did not dissipate, instead it was surging and about to explode.

"I...I'm the second son of the Sikong family, would you dare to kill me?" the young man said, suddenly stiffened.

"Sikong Family?" Xiao Yi frowned, then shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

In fact, Xiao Yi specially caused the stars in the sword to surge, just to hear which force this young man came from.

A holy king realm led the team, plus several holy king realms, a group of holy realm peaks.

Such a warrior power, even if placed in the black cloud region, is comparable to the former Tianwang Mountain.

Of course, looking at the domain is not enough.

Xiao Yi was only curious to find out, but he had never heard of this Sikong family.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yi moved the cold sword in his hand.

The young man's expression changed, "You...My brother is a direct disciple of the Tianzang Academy. If I have half a vellus hair, you will wait for the end of the world."

The young man said coldly.

In fact, he was horrified that the surrounding family warriors were killed instantly.

But he believes that the four words Tianzang Academy are enough to shock anyone, yes, anyone, who dares to insult Tianzang Academy lightly in the middle of the field.

"Tian Zang Academy's direct disciple? The Sikong family?" Xiao Yi frowned, thoughtful.

"Humph." The young man sneered when Xiao Yi stopped his movements.

"I know you are afraid now?"

"Dare to kill my Sikong family warrior? Boy, no matter what kind of warrior you are, you can never want to keep you."

"But..." The young man smiled playfully, "If you are willing to hand over your precious treasures, maybe I can intercede for you..."

The young man said proudly.

But the words were not finished yet, a sharp sword had reached his throat.

"You..." The young man's face changed again, "Do you dare to..."

Xiao Yi's face was cold, "The direct disciple of Tianzang Academy, I don't care about it."

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "You don't pay attention to the disciple, what about the elder?"

"Our Sikong family, the Supreme Elder, is one of the Twelve Peaks elders, the peak master of Tongtian Peak, who is a powerful formation in the world.

The young man seemed to be worried that the sword out of his throat would pierce out instantly, and he blurted out quickly.

"Tongtian Peak Peak Master?" Xiao Yi frowned again.

The peak master of Tongtian Peak is the elder of Tongtian Peak.

However, Xiao Yi didn't know the name of the elder Tongtianfeng.

If what the person said is true, then...

Xiao Yi frowned, thinking.

Suddenly, an aura suddenly broke out in front of him.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

"Boy, die for me." The young man roared, and a light burst from his hands.

This is a means of protection given by his predecessors.

At such close range, Xiao Yi was in a state of thinking again, and he was confident that one blow would kill.

"Finding death." Xiao Yi's eyes cold, and he swung out the Leng Yan sword in his hand.

The sword came out, and the burst of light burst instantly.

The sharp point of the sword instantly killed the young man in front of him.

tread…

The cold corpse fell down.

Xiao Yi stood there, looking at the corpse in front of him, frowning, "Second Young Master of the Sikong Family?"

He could recognize at a glance that the light that burst out of this person's hand just now was a spell attack.

And if he read it right, this formation is the famous Tianguang Great Formation of the Tianzang Academy, and it is also one of the famous formations of Tongtian Peak.

Those who can use this formation, or even brand it, are handed over to outsiders as a means of protection, at least those who are above the deacon in Tongtian Peak.

"Sikong Family? Elder Tongtianfeng?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

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