Soul Emperor Martial God

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

Ran Qi looked like a sandbag, and under the constant bombardment of a flame figure, he was helpless to fight back.

Bang...

There was another explosion, and Ran Qi was blasted to the ground, smashing a huge hole.

"Asshole." Ran Qi crawled out of the giant pit in embarrassment, his face full of embarrassment.

"Gun bite."

Ran Qi shouted violently, and the monstrous pressure in the Thunder Gun field soared again.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

In his eyes, dense invisible spears emerged, piercing him straight.

If he was still at his previous strength, he would definitely die under these invisible spears.

But now...

Whoosh... Xiao Yi waved a big hand, and the spear that was the first to attack, instantly squeezed into nothingness in his hand.

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

His figure turned into a flame figure again.

The palms of both hands were slightly buckled, like the mouth of a burning flame.

Under the swing of both palms, the spears were all crushed into nothingness.

But in a moment, thousands of invisible spears all collapsed.

Ran Qi was stunned, then his face was crazy, "No...impossible...how is it possible."

"I worked hard for three years, and Fang realized that this is a higher level of spear bite than Lei Xiao."

"How could it be so easy to lose..."

"Gun bite, out."

Ran Qi yelled, and countless spears appeared out of nowhere.

However, his face became paler, and blood overflowed in his mouth.

Obviously, the pressure for him to use this trick is not small.

Forcibly increasing his power and continuing to display it also made him bear a serious backlash.

Xiao Yi shook his head, and his figure flickered for a few moments, breaking all the spears in an instant.

The figure flashed, and came to Ran Qi again, punching out.

Ran Qi was directly blown into the air, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it." Ran Qi yelled angrily, still having time to react.

Xiao Yi suddenly appeared behind him.

A flick of his leg immediately blasted him away.

"Less proud of it." In midair, Ran Qi forced his figure down.

Just about to fight back, Xiao Yi has come to him.

His speed is completely Xiao Yi.

Boom... With another punch, Ran Qi was blasted down from the air heavily.

Boom... With a loud bang, a big hole was directly hit on the ground.

"The last punch." In midair, Xiao Yi said coldly.

"If you can't hold it up, the battle can be over."

Bang...A surging purple flame condensed in Xiao Yi's hand.

The mouth of the flames that devoured people, condensed in the hand, the power is even more powerful.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi fell from the sky.

Before the person arrived, the shocking power generated by the flames of the tiger's mouth had crushed the entire ground into a hollow.

Ran Qi struggled to get up, but couldn't move under the pressure of this mighty force. Instead, he was completely uncomfortable.

In the distance, Fang Cun's face changed on the city wall, "City Lord."

City Lord Fang Cun frowned as he watched the battle.

Boom... There was a loud noise.

Xiao Yi's fist had already fallen.

With Ran Qi as the center, the ground with a radius of tens of miles instantly cracked.

The cracked ground, within a second, instantly turned into dust, raising dust in the sky.

On the city wall, the faces of the Tianjiao changed drastically, "So strong, how strong is that Yi Xiao?"

"Ran Qi lost?"

"The Peerless Tianjiao, ranked second in the Eighteenth Mansion, lost? Was it so complete?"

"No, you can accept it if you lose, you won't die, right?"

After a long while, dust fell from the sky.

The eyes of everyone clearly saw the battle in the distance.

There, a figure stood proudly, with flames on one fist.

It is Xiao Yi.

On the ground, a figure lying weakly, it was Ran Qi.

However, Ran Qi did not die, just gasping for breath.

Xiao Yi's fist was worth a point before him, and it stopped.

"You lost." Xiao Yi looked at him indifferently.

"Why?" Ran Qi gasped, frowning and looking at Xiao Yi.

"Your punch is enough to kill me, why don't you blow it?"

"Disperse." Xiao Yi shouted, the flame in his hand dissipated instantly.

"You are defeated, but you are not defeated."

"Huh?" Ran Qi stared at Xiao Yi, frowning.

Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "You still have a middle-grade holy weapon that you haven't used yet."

"So what?" Ran Qi nodded.

"Not so." Xiao Yi retracted his fist, turned around, and left slowly.

"What do you mean?" Ran Qi lay on the ground weakly behind him, roaring angrily.

Xiao Yi's footsteps paused, "You weren't willing to use the lower-grade sacred artifacts, but now you don't want to use the middle-grade sacred instruments."

"Are you going to fight me fairly?"

"I don't have a middle-grade sacred artifact for the time being. From now on, I will have a chance in the future. I can truly fight a fair battle. I will kill you when I fight a good battle."

After all, Xiao Yi flew away without looking back.

All the arrogances watched Xiao Yi leave, no one dared to stop.

Behind him, Ran Qi gritted his teeth and yelled, "Yi Xiao, I've written you down."

"I will remember this battle; I hope you will also remember the next battle."

The loud shout proudly resounded across the sky.

In the distance, the flame figure that galloped away did not answer, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

...

Thousands of miles away, Xiao Yi's fast-flying figure suddenly paused.

The body fell feebly from high altitude.

Slap... slap... slap...

Below, there happened to be a forest of monsters with countless towering trees.

Xiao Yi's figure passed through layers of leaves, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

"Puff." Xiao Yi spouted out blood.

Falling to the ground in this area will naturally not cause him any injuries.

The real injury came from the time of the fight.

It was Ran Qi who injured him.

It was that the true meaning of martial arts was integrated into the field, which made him endure a serious backlash.

In the past, when the true meaning of martial arts was integrated into the realm of martial arts, he had endured extremely heavy backlash.

Unexpectedly, this integration into the field still suffered a backlash.

However, he now understood where the backlash came from.

The level derived from the true meaning of martial arts is too high, far beyond his current domain level.

To put it more simply, the realm he is currently using cannot bear the true meaning of martial arts.

This caused his entire field to almost collapse when he was fighting just now.

The realm is constructed from the complete martial art in one's own body. If it collapses, it is almost essentially damage.

Fortunately, he finally managed to survive.

"Huh." Xiao Yi breathed out lightly, preparing to find a secret place to heal his injuries.

But, at this moment, two figures appeared out of thin air.

"Little friend Yi Xiao, it seems that he can defeat Ran Qi and he is not easy."

It was City Lord Fangcun who spoke.

"Fangcun City Lord?" Xiao Yi's expression changed.

"Tsk tusk." The steward on the side sneered, "Such a serious injury, it's better to go back to our Fangcun city and get a recuperation."

"No need." Xiao Yi shook his head, a look of fear in his eyes.

"Two kindnesses, I will lead my heart and say goodbye."

"Huh." The manager snorted coldly, "This is not up to you."

City Lord Fang Cun smiled playfully, "Little friend Yi Xiao, I really know how to choose a place."

"This is a dense forest of monsters, killing people and getting better, what do you think?"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

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