Soul Emperor Martial God

The indifferent words are not very loud.

But it was clearly in the ears of everyone present.

The bandits were taken aback for a moment, and then they laughed as if they had heard a big joke.

"What silly thing is this kid saying?"

"Want to kill us? No one has dared to say such things in front of our master for so many years."

"It seems to have been before, but they are all dead, hahahaha."

Dozens of big guys laughed wildly.

The headed burly middle-aged man is the leader of the Storm Wolf Mountain Thief Group, Storm Wolf.

The violent wolf stared at Xiao Yi with bloodthirsty expressions, "A pinnacle of the earth can break through my aura and suppress it?"

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

Suddenly, hundreds of figures from afar came quickly.

"It's the other brothers here." said a big man beside the violent wolf.

But for a while, hundreds of figures have already arrived, "Master, second master."

Among the hundreds of figures, there are probably dozens of warriors with three to five levels of celestial poles.

The rest are all nine layers of the earth.

The violent wolf, the second master, and the third master who died before.

One celestial realm ninefold, one celestial eightfold, and one celestial sevenfold, there are a total of three celestial late powers.

There are also the dozens of polar realms that have died before, and the dozens of polar realms here; there are close to a hundred martial artists from the triple to the fifth celestial pole.

There are also these hundreds of nine poles.

The power of the entire Storm Wolf Mountain Thieves Group is so powerful, it is no wonder that it can dominate here and wantonly rob the Tianjiao from all over the world.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, glanced at the Li Fengxing beside him, and whispered, "You go first later, and I will stop them."

"What?" Li Fengxing was startled and quickly whispered, "No, Deacon Xiao Yi, if you want to go together, how can you leave you here alone."

"Listen to me." Xiao Yi said solemnly, "You stay here will only distract me and won't help me."

"Remember, go all the way and go directly to the middle domain, I will catch up with you by myself."

"This..." Li Fengxing hesitated.

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly." Xiao Yi shouted violently, and shot immediately.

The Leng Yan sword in his hand slashed hard, with a surge of sword aura, which blasted all the big guys in front of him back, making a way out.

Li Fengxing and the others hurriedly exploded their vitality, driving away with the flying sub-sacred weapon with all their strength.

"Want to leave?" The second master sneered, "Stop them for me."

Hundreds of big guys shot instantly.

However, one person is faster than them.

Xiao Yi swung a sword, the sky filled the sky with sword aura, and instantly blocked all areas.

The big man who was going to chase was instantly blocked by sword aura.

The weaker ones even vomit blood directly.

The cyan giant ship flew away dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

The second master's eyes were cold, "The mere sword gas wants to block us? No one can escape for my life surrounded by my violent wolf mountain bandit."

The violent wolf waved his hand and stopped the second master, "You don't have to chase those little guys."

"Huh?" The second master frowned, just about to say something, only to find that the master violent wolf was staring at Xiao Yi closely.

No, to be precise, he was staring at the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

Under this stare, the second master's face changed drastically.

"That sword, what a strong breath..."

"It's a middle-grade sacred weapon." The wolf wolf smiled and said, "It's no wonder that this kid can kill one of our brothers."

"Even the third master died in his hands."

"Middle Grade Sacred Artifact?" The second master's eyes widened.

Hundreds of big men around him took a breath, and then all of them showed greed.

Ahead, the cyan giant ship has completely flew away hundreds of miles away, and gradually disappeared.

The second master sneered, "Tsk, you really don't have to chase those little guys."

"This middle-grade holy artifact is enough."

The violent wolf was full of joy, "A medium-grade holy artifact, and it is also a sword-like holy artifact, worth more than a hundred sub-sacred artifacts."

"This vote is worth our hard work for a year."

The second master nodded, and then couldn't suppress his surprise anymore, "Go on, kill this kid for me."

"No hurry." The wolf wolf smiled bloodthirsally.

"This kid can kill the three masters. His strength is not weak."

"It's meaningless to let the brothers get hurt, I will kill him personally."

The violent wolf sneered and shot instantly.

He said nicely, but in fact, he just wanted to get the middle-grade holy artifacts sooner.

The bloodthirsty eyes were full of greed.

The preciousness of the middle-grade sacred artifacts and its attractiveness to people can be seen.

The violent wolf attacked Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was not afraid of himself. He let Li Fengxing and others go first, not because he was afraid of these bandits.

It's because of his current situation, his injury has not healed, and he really can't be distracted to take care of Li Fengxing and others.

After all, there are too many bandits in this group and their strength is strong.

Let Li Fengxing and others go first. He is alone here, but he can fight heartily and end the battle easily.

Cang...

The battle between the two started instantly, and the confrontation between the two also appeared instantly.

The Leng Yan sword in Xiao Yi's hand was severely cut out.

In the hands of the violent wolf, a blood-colored glove appeared at an unknown time.

The gloves were covered with spikes, like the fangs of bloodthirsty wild wolves dripping blood.

"The best element." Xiao Yi glanced at the gloves of the storm wolf and muttered to himself.

"Boy." With this glove, the violent wolf caught Leng Yanjian's blade.

With a powerful cultivation base, the strength was amazing, and Xiao Yi's sword could no longer move.

"Tsk tusk, this glove, I grabbed it from a proud hand before and used it for many years."

"But now it seems that I should change my weapon."

"Your sword is mine."

The violent wolf smiled coldly, intending to seize the Leng Yan sword.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, and Leng Yanjian shot out.

With the current cultivation base, relying solely on the increase of the ice pattern and the increase of the Leng Yan sword, he could not be the opponent of the 9th Heavenly Extreme.

Not to mention that this is not the heyday.

"This sword will belong to me in the future." The wolf laughed loudly, holding the Leng Yan sword in his hand, his face full of joy and pride.

However, his laughter did not last long.

In front of him, a scorching fire wave hit him instantly.

Before he could react, a sea of ​​purple flames had swallowed him.

"Ah... Damn, what is this..." A furious anger sounded in the purple flames.

"Amethyst Lingyan, this is Amethyst Lingyan, bastard, so you are still a fire-control warrior."

"Bring it to me." The violent wolf shouted.

Under the ninth layer of Tianji's cultivation base, the momentum was overwhelming, and he planned to break through the sea of ​​purple flames and escape.

However, Xiao Yi now has burned the "iceberg and fire" in his body, and his strength has greatly increased. How can he make it easy for him.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and instantly entered the purple flames.

In the sea of ​​purple flames, the violent wolf is still forcibly resisting the burning of amethyst spirit flame.

In the next second, a flame fist, with the aura of destruction, pierced his chest instantly.

"What...what...how could it be possible." The wolf's eyes widened, and he clearly felt that his vitality was quickly losing.

The horrified eyes stared wide, staring straight at Xiao Yi in front of him and the pierced wound on his chest.

Xiao Yi sneered, and took back the Leng Yan sword in the hands of the violent wolf, "My sword is not so easy to handle."

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