Chapter 1102: Kill with one sword
Boom... high in the sky, there was a loud noise.
When the explosion sound fell, a sharp sword with twinkling stars had penetrated the old man's palm.
On the other side, the old man who fought with Qinglin had several hideous blood marks on his chest.
"What a great two little thieves." The two old men no longer looked down on their faces.
"However, trying to escape in the hands of my two is still far away."
The voice fell, and two surging weather conditions broke out instantly.
Xiao Yi's sword was directly bounced, and then flew for a hundred meters.
Qing Lin's fist immediately counter-shocked and was shaken by a hundred meters.
Pop... Pop... The two bodies were kicked together.
"Puff...Puff..."
Both of them spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, their faces were extremely ugly.
"So strong."
"Is there a way?" Qing Lin asked in a deep voice.
"Can you stop them for a while?" Xiao Yi asked.
"Like the last time the Black Poison Villa?" Qing Lin asked.
Xiao Yi nodded.
"No." Qing Lin shook his head, "These two old guys are better than the boss, I can't stop them."
"Also, I don't want to see your demons burst out again, it's terrible."
What made Qinglin feel terrible was not the killing intent of Xiao Yi's empress, but perhaps Xiao Yi's strength.
It was that after Xiao Yi had a demon, those desires lost their reason and fell completely into madness.
Instead of that, he would rather fight to the death.
"Then fight first, get out as soon as possible," Xiao Yi said in a deep voice.
In the face of two six-tier powerhouses in the Saint King Realm with profound cultivation, the two were unsure.
Swish...wish...the two figures flashed, and the battle broke out again.
Boom...boom...boom...boom...
The sound of fighting in the sky was endless.
The raging Yuan Li and the explosion of momentum filled the entire sky.
The strength of the two old men almost completely crushed the two of Xiao Yi.
However, it is not that simple for Xiao Yi to lose.
"Damn it." Xiao Yi slashed out, forcibly blocking the palm of the old man.
After the strength of the old man had completely exploded, he was completely at a disadvantage, even if a thousand stars descended and the domain was condensed, he still could barely remain undefeated.
In the Yunhe region, the martial artist is not very strong.
These two elders, the sixth level cultivation base of the Saint King Realm, should already be one of the strong people in the Yunhe region.
It is almost impossible for Xiao Yi and Qing Lin to win against these two.
Of course, it is also for this reason that Tianwang Mountain, as one of the overlord forces in the Black Cloud Region, has set the conditions to make the strong here so eager.
After all, compared to the Yunhe region, Tianwang Mountain is as strong as a cloud.
"Can't drag on." Xiao Yi's heart was cruel, and his eyes instantly became red and bloodthirsty.
The blood pill that had been standing quietly in the body suddenly broke out.
"Hanbing three palms, second palm, monstrous." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice.
Overwhelming killing intent, instantly filled the sky.
A boundless blood color appeared in an instant, tightly binding the old man in front of him.
During this time, Xiao Yi also studied the blood pill in his body.
This blood pill was connected with the blood in his body, and it was almost impossible to completely remove it.
But at the same time, and because of this, he can control this blood pill.
The countless blood qi in the blood pill can be instantly used by him.
Before using the second palm of the Frozen Three Palms, it was necessary to kill people first to gather a lot of blood.
And now, the blood pill broke out, and the second palm of the three cold palms could be used instantly.
"Huh?" The old man in front of him, his face suddenly changed, "What a terrible killing intent, what a weird means."
The old man clearly felt that the blood in his body was rolling, and his intent to kill was boundless, oppressing him uncomfortably.
"Awesome, such a strength, I am afraid that it is enough to kill a Holy King Realm 5th level in a second."
"However, the old man is the sixth peak of the Saint King Realm, half-footed into the late Saint King Realm."
"I want to use this to deal with the old man, it's still far away."
The old man smiled contemptuously, and his body was shocked, forcibly shaking away the boundless **** of blood.
"Puff." Xiao Yi spouted out a mouthful of blood.
The blood pill was connected to his blood, and the blood qi in the blood pill was shaken away, and he was naturally backlashed.
"It looks like it will take a little more effort to kill you." Xiao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, holding his sword tightly.
With his current strength alone, he really couldn't deal with a six-layer Saint King Realm.
But this does not mean that he can't deal with it with all his means.
However, it will take a while.
Boom...boom...the high-altitude battle broke out again as always.
Xiao Yi couldn't help the two old men, and even fell into a disadvantage.
But the two old men couldn't kill Xiao Yi in a short time.
"Star Fantasy Sword Formation, come out." Xiao Yi shouted violently.
Thousands of stars come again.
Starlight formed a sword formation by itself, and instantly trapped the old man in front of him.
Boom... The old man took a palm shot, and the sword formation swayed and almost collapsed.
"Although sword skills are strong, your cultivation is too weak." The old man sneered.
"These stars can't hold my second palm."
When the voice fell, the old man took another palm.
The star fantasy sword array collapsed with a bang.
"Star Fantasy Sword Formation, come out." Xiao Yi shouted again.
The Star Fantasy Sword Array once again trapped the old man.
The old man shook his head, "Boy, at your age, it is already amazing that the old man can spend so long unable to kill him."
"However, you will still die."
"In less than half an hour, you will be killed under the hands of the two of you."
"Then let's see who died first." Xiao Yi sneered, still cutting out with a sword.
Bang... bang...
There were two more explosions, the old man took out two palms, and the star fantasy sword array instantly collapsed.
"Star Fantasy Sword Formation, come out." Xiao Yi did the same thing.
The old man shook his head, "I see how many times you can use this sword formation."
Bang... bang...
The old man took out two palms again, breaking the star fantasy sword formation.
Before he could attack Xiao Yi, the sword formation reappeared, trapping him again.
Between Xiao Yi and the old man, there was only such a stalemate.
Half an hour, in a flash.
Xiao Yi's face was already pale.
Constantly displaying the Star Fantasy Sword Formation, his vitality was consumed extremely.
However, the old man's breath has also dropped significantly.
He seemed to be able to easily break Xiao Yi's sword formation every time, but in fact he did his best.
After such a long time to break the formation with all his strength, his vitality naturally consumed a lot.
"Boy, you don't have much vitality." The old man sneered, "Now, you can die."
Whoosh... the old man shot instantly.
Xiao Yi's face turned pale, and he cut out with a sword.
Boom... the old man's palm wind was amazing, and it was a palm that shook the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.
"Don't even have the strength to hold the sword?" The old man smiled disdainfully, and patted Xiao Yi's chest with a palm.
"This palm is enough to kill you."
Xiao Yi's pupils shrank, and looked at the booming palm, showing panic on his face.
"Die." The old man sneered, and Xiao Yi's old and domineering palm was already printed on Xiao Yi's chest.
Just at this moment, a grinning smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth.
"Huh?" The old man frowned, and an unpleasant meaning came to his mind.
However, he hasn't waited for him to understand.
A cold white sword light appeared out of thin air, piercing his chest instantly.
"I said, you will die first." Xiao Yi sneered. ‘
"Middle...Middle Grade Saint Artifact..." The old man widened his eyes.
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Second more.
One more owed, make up tomorrow.
