Soul Emperor Martial God

"what…"

The woman in red gave an exclamation and stepped back again and again.

That cold white sword light instantly smashed her charm butterfly powder and butterfly wind.

If she hadn't reacted quickly and backed away quickly, the sword light might have split her apart just now.

"How is it possible?" The woman in red looked at Xiao Yi with horror after she stood firm.

"Under my charm butterfly powder, you can't even hold the sword firmly."

"Also, you should have festered under Meixin Poison now, how can it be..."

Before she finished speaking, the woman in red was taken aback.

The burn marks and scars that originally appeared on Xiao Yi's arm disappeared instantly.

Those enchanting butterflies just hurt him.

But the degree is not too high.

He didn't do anything specially, just want to see the magic heart monster butterfly method.

But it was clear that the woman in front of her did not completely control the magic heart demon butterfly martial soul, nor could she use this martial soul's methods 100%.

As far as the toxicity of those Meixin butterfly powder is concerned, it is indeed good, but the stamina is insufficient.

This ability is okay to deal with ordinary warriors of the same realm.

If you encounter a pharmacist of the same realm, and if the method is good, this toxicity can almost be ignored.

Unless the toxicity has accumulated to a very high level, as before Qin Yi's injury.

Cang...

At this time, a crisp sword sound rang.

Xiao Yi's sword had already moved.

"Not good." The woman in red's face changed, her pink wings shook, and she flashed quickly.

The moment she flashed, a terrifying sword light fell out of thin air.

Boom... A huge roar sounded.

The entire competition platform was suddenly filled with dust.

When the dust fell, there was a huge sword mark on the martial arts stage, which was terrifying.

This martial arts platform, which even Tang Qianliu used his martial skills with all his strength, could not damage a single bit, was now broken by a sword.

"So strong." Around the spectator stand, some disciples couldn't even believe their eyes.

"This guy." Linghu Wang and other chief executives narrowed his eyes and showed war.

On the competition stage, the woman in red looked at the huge sword mark on the ground with a look of horror.

It is not difficult for her to imagine that if she hadn't avoided just now, she was afraid that she would have been split into powder under the sword light.

"You want to kill me?" The woman in red reacted with a cold face.

"Do you know who I am?..."

The woman in red has not finished speaking.

Xiao Yi's figure has disappeared in place.

No one has been seen, a surge of sword intent has come crashingly.

The woman in red was about to shake the pink wings on the Wuhun phantom, but found that she could not move.

That shocking sword intent had actually restrained her.

"Not good." The red-clothed woman's face changed.

A cold white light had already struck her.

Cang...

Just at this moment, a dark light flashed by, and it was able to block the head of the woman in red.

It was a dark long stick, astonishingly thick, blocking Xiao Yi's sword.

"Referee?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Yes, one of the three referees shot.

"Mo worry is no match for you. If you admit defeat, why bother to kill." The deacon holding a black long stick frowned and said.

Xiao Yi's expression was indifferent, "When she was about to kill my Black Cloud School disciple, I didn't see the three referees."

"I want to return, I didn't kill after all." The referee deacon said solemnly.

"Mo worry, admit defeat." The referee deacon glanced at the woman in red behind him.

The woman in red nodded, opened her mouth, but froze in place, panicking.

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.

An overwhelming sword intent had already suppressed her.

Don't talk about moving, you can't even talk.

"Since she refuses to admit defeat, she intends to continue the fight." Xiao Yi sneered.

"You..." The referee deacon's face sank, naturally knowing that Mo You was suppressed by the sword intent around him.

The face of the woman in red changed drastically, but she was helpless.

"Get away from me." Xiao Yi yelled coldly.

With a split with Leng Yan's sword in his hand, he instantly shook the referee deacon in front of him.

"Xiao Yi, no..." the referee deacon exclaimed.

However, Xiao Yi's sword had already slashed towards the woman in red.

Boom... a loud sound.

The terrifying sword light directly blasted the woman in red.

"Puff." When the woman in red was blasted off the competition stage, she had already spouted a mouthful of blood and her face was extremely pale.

On the lower abdomen, a fierce sword mark gurgled with blood.

"Mo worry." The referee deacon flashed, and instantly came to the woman in red, and held the woman in red.

Obviously, he is one of the three referees, but also the deacon of Tian Diefeng.

"Little Thief Xiao Yi, you wait for me." The woman in red was full of anger under her pale face, and her silver teeth clenched.

On the stage of the competition, Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear, and when the referee announced the victory, he turned and stepped down.

However, the bitter gaze behind him became more intense.

The gaze naturally came from the woman in red.

"Wait for me, I need you to pay back a hundred times..." The woman in red gritted her teeth.

"Shut up." The deacon interrupted in a deep voice, staring directly at Xiao Yi's leaving back with his old eyes.

"He kept his hands."

"If he really wants to kill you, I'm afraid that the three of us won't be able to stop it."

"Keep your hand?" The woman in red narrowed her eyes.

"Yeah." The deacon nodded, "This one is very strong."

"How strong is it?" The woman in red smiled contemptuously.

The deacon's face was extremely solemn, "He didn't even show 10% of his strength with that sword just now."

As the referee deacon said this, his arms suddenly trembled.

Under the sleeves, a trace of blood flowed from the palm of the hand that held the stick just now.

"Humph." The woman in red snorted coldly, "Strong? Just a joke."

"I will want him to regret hurting me today."

A touch of resentment emerged on the beautiful face of the woman.

...

On the other side, Xiao Yi has already stepped down and returned to the teaching seat.

"Great." Qin Yi and Tong Ye said at the same time.

The eyes of the two looking at Xiao Yi had long since changed.

"I thought I could fight you before."

"It seems that you have already surpassed us by far."

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled faintly, "If you want to fight, you can do it at any time, just discuss it."

After all, Xiao Yi closed his eyes and slumbered as before.

In fact, from the beginning, in this first round of elimination, there were not many competitions that allowed him to watch.

The competition on the stage is still continuing.

After the competition, there is not much change compared to the previous one.

The strong one still wins easily; the weak one can only lose.

The only variables that existed were those disciples who had extremely bad luck in the first game. They were clearly capable but encountered opponents far stronger than themselves.

Tang Qianliu is one of them.

Nowadays, it is Tang Qianliu who is on the stage, and his opponent is a Lifan from the Wuchi Academy.

In addition to the chief of the Five University Palace, there are a few peerless talents, even the elite disciples of the Five University Palace can never imagine his opponent.

The battle lasted only a few minutes before the winner was settled.

Tang Qianliu struck down with a sword, Qiandaochuanliu instantly blasted that Lizi disciple off the competition stage.

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