Soul Emperor Martial God

Cang...crack...

Xiao Yi's sword was fierce like thunder and swift like electricity.

As the sword passed, like a dashing purple electric mad dragon, it ate the burly figure in front of him and left.

However, the burly figure was caught with only one palm.

The sharp purple lightning sword was actually held tightly by its palms, and the entire purple lightning dragon's head seemed to be held tightly by it.

"A lot of strength." Xiao Yi squinted.

"Sure enough, it is the Ninth Layer of the Monarch Realm."

The strength of this figure is definitely at the level of the eighth sect master.

suddenly.

Click... a clear sound.

The purple electric mad dragon transformed by the powerful purple power of the sword was instantly crushed by it.

The purple lightning light of the Purple Lightning Sword was also dispersed by the palm of this monster.

Breaking the edge of the purple lightning with one hand, and forcibly dispersing the power of the purple lightning, this is the strength of the deserter level, as strong as invincible.

"Ant, too weak." Although the Lord of the Wild Desolate turned into a human form, his burly figure and his rough tone were full of extreme madness and dominance.

See it more seriously, the figure is a short hair, wild and unruly.

The figure is actually a bit like the old demon lord of the wild lion.

But the madness of the old demon lion is arrogant.

But this figure is wild and violent.

boom…

The violent punch of the Lord of the Wilderness slammed into Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank first, and then a grin crossed at the corner of his mouth.

Just about to move.

suddenly.

Whoosh...

A figure arrived in an instant, and an old palm was able to cover this burly and powerful wild fist.

Come, dressed in white.

Here comes an old man.

"The East is too high?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Dongfang Taishang ignored Xiao Yi, and only looked directly at the Lord of the Wild Desolation, "The Lord of the Wild Desolation is bullying a little guy. It's not justified."

"If you want to fight, the old man will accompany you."

Dongfang Taishang's tone was very cold, so cold that he could not tolerate this filthy wild demon race in his eyes.

"Eastern Hongyuan." The Lord of the Wild Desolation narrowed his eyes.

The two of them just stared at each other, without words.

But the breath of the two has already collided in an instant.

Within a kilometer of the high-altitude sky, it became a vacuum zone in an instant.

The breath of the two of them had already avoided all existence in this area.

Including air, space martial arts and so on.

This area instantly became the absolute domain of the two.

Aside, Xiao Yi frowned, secretly horrified.

The powerhouses at this level seem to only have breath collisions now, but once they really make a move, they will probably destroy the world and destroy the earth.

Xiao Yi wielded a sword in one hand, and the purple lightning in his hand had restored the light of thunder and lightning.

Just about to make a move, a strange feeling flashed through my heart.

"Something's wrong." Xiao Yi instantly narrowed his eyes.

In the air, there is obviously a danger of overflowing.

But this meaning does not come from the Lord of the Wilderness.

At this moment, an exclamation came from the fortress far away.

A sect elder felt a chill in his back, and turned his head subconsciously, but saw a cold phantom flashing past.

The dozens of elite warriors who followed him had become icy corpses, lying silently on the ground.

Moreover, the various warriors who originally patrolled the city wall behind them were also cold corpses. From a distance, one team after another team fell to the ground at some point.

"This..." This sect elder only had time to let out an exclamation, and then his voice was stuck in his throat.

In the throat, a blood slit slowly oozes blood.

This sect elder was no longer able to speak, and his body was unable to lie down on his back.

But his exclamation was enough to awaken the strong men on the city wall.

"Xuanyang Huojun..." Sect Master Jin Huo looked at his parents and fell to the ground, his expression furious.

Then, it suddenly occurred to him that this elder was just behind him and close at hand, yet he died so silently.

Suddenly, Sect Master Jinhuo suddenly chilled his back and his face changed drastically.

"Among the Nine Desolate Demon Races, only the Shadow Desolate Demon Race is capable of this."

As soon as this statement came out, the faces of the surrounding suzerains changed greatly.

"The Shadow Desolate Demon Race is very good at sneak attacks, everyone be careful."

"Damn it, when?" Sect Master Jinhuo looked around sharply, and at the same time his expression was ugly.

When did the Shadow Desolate Demon Race sneak into the fortress?

The surroundings were completely empty, there was no half of the monster race, and there was no half of the monster aura.

An Eastern parent said coldly, "The Shadow Desolate Clan is very good at hiding methods, or if it doesn't make a move, it will be a kill."

Outside the fortress wall, I don't know when it started, and a huge cobweb was formed.

In the air, the danger is becoming more and more intense.

Within the fortress, there are naturally a lot of warriors of various sects.

Whoosh... Suddenly, a strange figure flashed past the dense group of warriors.

Several disciples fell to the ground and died unclearly.

"Bastard." Sect Master Jinhuo glanced around, already paying attention to his own sect martial artist.

At this moment, he had already caught the trace of this strange figure.

"Naughty animal, stop fleeing." Sect Master Jin Huo violently shot, taking this strange figure in the distance and out.

Palm out, raging fire.

The figure flashed into the distant air, burning the air in his palm, and dragged out a black spider from it.

The spider, half human as big, struggled with two sharp fangs.

"Naughty animal, die." Sect Master Jin Huo squeezed his palm, and flames erupted in his palm.

But at this moment.

A sharp and sharp glow took his throat straight away.

Sect Master Jinhuo's face changed drastically, "So fast..."

At this moment, he clearly smelled the meaning of death, and ignoring the black spider in his hand, he quickly retreated.

However, he was obviously a step slower.

That cold light has come before his throat.

Sect Master Jin Huo suddenly flashed a thought in his mind, that he could have such a fast speed and such an astonishing sense of oppression, among the nine wilderness, there is only the fearsome Shadow Desolate Master.

He was like a prey, already in the trap of the Lord of Shadow Desolation.

He can't avoid this cold light.

Qiang... At this moment, a sharp sword flashed past, and it was able to reach the throat of Sect Master Jinhuo, stopping Hanmang.

"Jiuxiao Sword Sovereign." Jinhuo Sect Master smiled with joy.

Hanmang was blocked, and the strange disappeared in the next instant.

Sovereign Jinhuo's sense of crisis disappeared, and his back clothes were already wet with sweat.

"Jiuxiao Jianjun, the old man thanked him."

Sword Master Nine Heavens wielded the sword in one hand and scanned the surroundings sharply, "Sect Master Jinhuo, I will return to the seat first."

Sword Master Jiuxiao's face was fierce, and he didn't relax.

He knew exactly how terrifying the rumored Shadow Desolate Master was.

This frightening desert lord is at the same level as them, which also means that he hiding in the dark is qualified and able to kill any one of them.

Sect Master Liuhezong squinted, "Master of Shadow Desolation, the most terrifying hunter in the Nine Desolations."

"And we have become prey."

If they reveal half of the flaws for the hunter to catch, their fate will only be like the eight warriors who have fallen to the ground and died.

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