Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 3206: Eliminate the troubles of the South

Above the sky, the night and the stars have all disappeared.

Murong Lingyun gasped heavily.

Everyone looked into the distance together.

There, a giant fan was spread out.

After the huge fan closed, Ling Hong, who was unscathed inside, was exposed.

Yuan Ruoli, only a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, other than that, he was also unscathed.

"How is it possible?" Murong Lingyun's face changed drastically.

"My strongest sword so far, actually..."

Yuan Ruoli sneered, "That's because your trash is too weak."

"Eight years ago, you were like this, besieging and killing my junior."

"Today, the same is true."

"It's a pity that I have grown faster than you in the past eight years."

"Today, I am taking care of Junior Brother, and personally send your group of trifles into Huangquan."

Whoosh...

Yuan Ruoli's figure moved instantly.

"So fast." Qing Lin's pupils shrank.

I haven't reacted yet, but my chest hurts, and his figure is blown up.

"puff."

Qing Lin spewed out blood, seriously injured.

If he hadn't had the Yunyuan Swordsmanship, which could be called the strongest defensive swordsmanship, he would be more than just seriously injured now.

Swish...wish...wish...wish...

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

Four figures flickered in a row, so fast that Tianjiao's eyes on the scene couldn't even reach its speed.

With four bursts in a row, Ran Qi, Gu Feifan, Meng Piao Piao, and Murong Lingyun vomited blood and flew.

When the figure fell, they were all seriously injured.

"This last one will take your life." Yuan Ruoli's face was gloomy, and his figure moved again.

Just at this time.

Cang...

A sharp sword came in an instant.

Yuan Ruo's eyes were startled, and they blocked each other.

Clang...Crack,crack...

There was only one sword sound, but three cracking sounds.

The attacking sword actually shook Yuan Ruoli back three steps.

The man came with a cold face and one-handed sword.

"Xia Yiming?" Yuan Ruoli squinted.

"Today, you too will die."

Yuan Ruoli waved the dead spirit fan in his hand, and the shadow of the fan danced, making itself a sharp sword.

"Dead Spirit Sword?" Xia Yiming frowned slightly.

Li Yuanzong's treasure is rumored to be an unpredictable and mysterious ancient treasure.

Cang...

Two swords fought instantly.

This time, Yuan Ruoli never retreated, but Xia Yiming's expression changed suddenly.

The black wind on Yuan Ruoli's body was even worse than before.

"Are you an envoy?" Xia Yiming narrowed his eyes.

Yuan Ruoli sneered, "Not bad."

"To be more precise, I am the chief of Liyuanzong."

"If I am willing to pull away from the Yellow Springs, I will be the nemesis of all your envoys."

"If I am willing to fall into the yellow spring, I will be the nightmare of all your envoys."

Cang...

The Death Spirit Sword shook, and countless black wind sword auras attacked Xia Yiming.

Xia Yiming held the sword in one hand, and the shadow of the sword was like a dance.

Yuan Ruo Li Jianjian was fierce and cold, constantly pressing.

"You could have been strong, but unfortunately, you followed the wrong person."

"And them." Yuan Ruoli glanced at Ran Qi and the others.

"They believe in the wrong person, and they will eventually be eliminated in this enchanting generation and become ants under my feet."

Cang...

This sword sound was like the roar of a yellow spring.

Xia Yiming's pupils shrank and he was blown away.

The moment he landed, his body was stained red with a mouthful of blood.

"The highest combat power of the first layer of the monarchy." Xia Yiming's face was pale and gritted his teeth.

Yuan Ruoli sneered, "I remember, back then, you also hurt my junior."

"You are also the accomplice of that Xiao Yi thief."

"You people, all deserve to die."

"Shi Ling." Yuan Ruoli's face was already completely crazy, and he shouted violently.

A surging energy swallowing vitality appeared out of thin air, and even instantly drowned everyone present.

Until... Qiang...

There was another sword sound.

锵... 锵... 锵... 锵... 锵...

After the first sword sound appeared, and thereafter, it was like a tide of sword sounds, coming in densely.

Such as the sound of the sword tide, it shattered these vitality swallowing air.

A fierce sword fell in front of the Spirit Sword in an instant.

With a sword Qingwu, Yuan Ruoli spewed out a mouthful of blood and retreated heavily.

When the incoming person appeared, Yuan Ruoli was seriously injured, only for a moment.

The figure, fluttering in white, fell beside Qing Lin.

"Sorry, brother, I was late."

"Brother Mo You?" Qing Lin's face was startled.

Mo You supported Qinglin with one hand, "Is there a serious problem?"

"I'm fine." Qing Lin shook his head, then looked at Yuan Ruoli in the distance with a cold eye, "Brother Mo You, be careful."

"These two monsters are very strong."

Mo You chuckled, "Don't worry."

Mo You looked at Yuan Ruoli, his eyes were instantly cold, "Just now, did you want to kill my junior?"

Yuan Ruoli's expression changed, "Forget Worry Sword, Mo You?"

Whoosh... Mo You's figure disappeared instantly.

"So fast." Yuan Ruo's pupils shrank, only having time to stop the Death Spirit Sword in front of him.

boom…

Yuan Ruoli was blasted by a sword.

"The four peaks of the monarch realm?"

"Let's go." When Yuan Ruo was flying into the air, he had caught the corpse Ling Hong with one hand, and he did not hesitate to take advantage of his strength to escape.

Mo You frowned, and just about to chase, he still looked at Qinglin with a worried expression, without chasing.

With the origin of the sword emperor, he cultivated faster than everyone in the world.

From being the strongest Tianjiao in the world, to surpassing the hidden Tianjiao, to the Tianjiao who even equals the ancient forces.

"What a terrible breath." Mo You glanced at the battle marks around him, frowning slightly.

"Everything is devoured, and life is completely dead. Only the land of the world has this ability."

Mo You walked towards Qinglin and glanced at the injured Tianjiao at the scene, "The evil cultivators in this area, let me bring the elites of the East to clean up temporarily."

"I will send you back to the stronghold for healing first."

...

Not long.

Stronghold.

Xiao Yi looked at Qing Lin and others who were all seriously injured, and his expression was ugly.

Aside, Mo You arched his hands, "Junior Brother Xiao Yi..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo You already saw Xiao Yi's expression indifferent.

"Xiao Yi... the master of the palace." Mo You arched his hands, "I should have come here before April."

"But these days, they have been leading the white torrent of the Dongfang family to thoroughly chase down the remnants of evil repairs in various regions, so this is the reason."

"Also, please forgive your sins."

Xiao Yi's face was light, "It's okay, it's also a good edict to eliminate evil and repair evil in the middle area."

"Commander Mo You, thanked the old Dongfang Patriarch for me."

"Definitely." Mo You heard the answer, smiled, and said, "A few years ago, Master Xiao Yi...The main hall master was not in the middle domain, and we will have time to go to my wedding banquet with Zhi'er in the future. When this evil repair is over, if there is In your free time, you might as well have a drink together..."

"No need." Xiao Yi waved his hand and interrupted.

"The Lord Mo You has heard of the fact that he entered the Dongfang Family of Zuzuo, so I would like to congratulate you."

"But the Lord of the Hall is busy with business affairs on weekdays, and can't spare all these leisure."

Mo You's expression was slightly lost. He knew that this was just the words of his Junior Brother Xiao Yi, so he smiled bitterly, "Don't bother the Chief Hall Master, leave."

Mo You left slowly.

In situ, only a group of badly injured Tianjiao.

The indifference on Xiao Yi's face disappeared, and Sheng Yan repeatedly shot out Jinhe Shengyan in his hand.

"Stupid." Xiao Yi glared at a few people. "With this crisis, why not crush the jade pendant I gave you?"

Qing Lin shrank his head, "Don't you want to trouble Junior Brother Xiao Yi."

"As soon as you make a move, those **** will be gone with a slap, so there is no chance for me to show off."

Ran Qi raised his head and said straightly, "I don't need help from the opponent."

Xia Yiming only looked ashamed, "Yiming is useless."

Meng Piao Piao only gave a wry smile, "I thought it should be able to cope with our ability to count people."

Gu Feifan's face was cold, "I don't need you to save me when I die."

Gu Feifei looked at Xiao Yi with only cold eyes.

Xiao Yi glanced at Gu Feifan, "I didn't ask you."

...

With Xiao Yi's ability, it is not difficult to heal everyone.

In just a short time, he stabilized the injuries for everyone.

...

Time flies, in just one month, in the deepening of the elite base, it continues to pass.

Since the weird appearance of Yuan Ruoli in January, after severely injuring a lot of arrogances, the southern area has not changed a little.

Although it has continued to deepen, evil cultivators have indeed become more intensive, and the disasters have become more serious, but after all they can't stop these elite forces that came in response to the edict of the mainland.

Elite strongholds are fundamentally smashing along the way.

So far, a total of five months.

More than 4,000 areas in the southern area have been wiped out.

The stronghold at this moment, lying in the deepest part of the south, is only a few thousand miles from the edge.

The elite teams are on standby here.

The elite of the Eight Palaces gather here.

Xiao Yi frowned, staring into the distance.

On the side, the Hall Master Tang Yin reported, "Report to the Hall Master, the evil repairs have been eliminated. Next..."

Xiao Yi didn't answer, but frowned, muttering to himself, "How could it be...how could it not be..."

"Four thousand regions, I have traveled all over."

Hall Master Tang Yin asked in confusion, "What does the Hall Master mean?"

Xiao Yi looked at Tang Yin and said seriously, "Are you sure we have eliminated all areas in the southern area?"