Chapter 1185: Fleeing in Panic

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A cold white sword light stabbed straight past.

Under the monstrous sword intent, it is also full of monstrous killing intent.

"Presumptuous." Several middle-aged people behind the old man shouted violently.

Just now, these people did not make a move.

Apart from the old man, these people are the strongest among the black-clothed warriors, all of them at the peak of the Holy King Realm.

"Blood Realm Slash." One of the middle-aged men immediately shot.

"A small ninth level of holy realm, it's just beyond your own power."

The middle-aged man passed the old man and slammed it with his palm.

In the palm of his hand, there is a lingering breath and blood light.

Obviously, the blood world slash can be done not only with the sword, but also with the palm.

However, with a screeching sound.

The cold white sword glow instantly penetrated the palm of the middle-aged man.

Afterwards, the sword light kept going, directly penetrating the middle-aged man's throat.

"You..." The middle-aged man widened his eyes.

Before I could speak, I only felt a sore throat, "click", a mouthful of blood spilled out of my mouth, and I was already dead.

Xiao Yi's eyes were ferocious and cold.

Withdrawing the sword and returning, the figure flashed and stabbed straight out again.

The moment he retracted his sword, he didn't even look at the middle-aged man's corpse.

"You are courting death." The old man was instantly furious and slammed out with a palm.

However, the result has not changed much.

The cold white sword glow instantly penetrated his palm and stabbed his throat.

The old man is obviously stronger and his reaction is faster.

Ignoring the pain in my palm, I instantly stepped back and pulled away.

At the moment when he stepped back, the tip of the sword slid across his face, drawing a bloodstain.

"Hey." The old man exclaimed in pain.

There was blood dripping on the palms.

There was blood on his face.

"How could it be so strong." The old man's face changed drastically.

It was almost just a face-to-face confrontation, he had already been able to determine Xiao Yi's strength, and he was definitely not a match for him.

"Come on." The old man shouted violently.

"Want to go?" Xiao Yi grinned.

A dodge, stopped the old man.

A sword slashed out, and blood erupted from the old man's chest in an instant.

"The killer of the Heavenly Underworld? That's all." Xiao Yi smiled coldly and struck again.

Another sword was added to the chest of the old man, and blood flowed.

"The emperor of martial arts? That's all." Xiao Yi still sneered.

"Let's take the Young Palace Master away." The old man showed panic, no longer the stinging and arrogant before.

swoosh...swish...swish...

A warrior in black,

Quickly led the young man away.

"Humph." Xiao Yi snorted coldly, and the sword fell.

Countless starlights came in an instant.

Dao Dao starlight, forming a sword array, instantly blocked a radius of thousands of meters.

"I don't believe he is really that strong." The young man drank violently and turned back.

"Blood slash."

The young man slashed with a blood-colored sword in his hand.

The breath emanating from the sharp sword proves that this is obviously a middle-grade holy weapon.

"Jianxiu? Overcome." Xiao Yi grinned and never stopped.

As soon as the cold white sword glow passed, the blood-colored sword in the young man's hand instantly let go.

"Go away." Xiao Yi snorted coldly.

The cold white sword light slashed the young man so much that he vomited blood and flew away.

"It's your turn." Xiao Yi looked back at the old man with cold eyes.

The old man was seriously injured in the face of Xiao Yi's several swords.

Whoosh... A cold white sword glow fell heavily.

The sharp point of the sword penetrated the old man's chest.

"Although you have mistaken people, it doesn't mean that you are qualified to insult my master." Xiao Yi's indifferent words were like frost.

In fact, he didn't know and didn't care whether the deacon was taboo or not.

The taboo deacon is at best a martial arts teacher in his school.

His master, from beginning to end, was only one person.

"Boy, do you dare to kill me?" The old man's eyes returned to resentment again.

"If I die, you, and your useless master, just wait to be hunted down by the Heaven and Underworld."

"I'll wait." Xiao Yi nodded indifferently.

Xiao Yi's sword had already penetrated the old man's chest.

With just one thought, the sword energy will kill the old man's internal organs.

"Die." Xiao Yi spit out two words indifferently.

With the Leng Yan sword in his hand, the sword energy exploded in an instant.

However, the eruption of sword qi disappeared just after it appeared.

Instead, an inexplicable bloodthirsty meaning suddenly appeared on the sword's edge.

The old man's complexion suddenly changed drastically, first in disbelief, then in great pain, and finally in panic.

He clearly felt that the blood in his body was constantly disappearing.

Not lost, but as if absorbed out of thin air.

His body is constantly weakening.

He knew and expected that his blood would be completely absorbed and he would become a mummified corpse and die miserably.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

He knew that Leng Yanjian was absorbing the blood of the old man.

Xiao Yi's face suddenly turned ugly.

He clearly felt that the blood pill in his body, which had not been abnormal for more than half a year, was constantly thriving and growing.

"Quickly save Elder Tian." At this moment, the young man shouted loudly.

The young man, as well as the middle-aged people from the Holy King Realm, immediately shot.

Xiao Yi was thinking about something when he suddenly felt the sharp aura coming from him, reacted extremely quickly, and drew his sword out.

A sword came out, and the young man struggled to block it.

Several middle-aged people immediately picked up the old man and fled.

"Let's go." The young man shouted violently, then drew back his sword and retreated.

"Want to leave?" Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and he slashed out with a sword. ‘

The fierce cold white sword qi blasted the young man straight away.

"Tianmingjian, come out." The young man shouted coldly, and a sword light shot out.

The sword light blocked the cold white sword energy.

The collision of the two terrifying sword qi caused a monstrous explosion on the spot.

When the explosion sounded, all the warriors from the Heaven and Underworld had already escaped.

Xiao Yi blocked the surrounding Star Illusion Sword Formation, and a gap was broken.

"Xiao Yi, do you want to chase?" Qinglin asked with a frown.

In fact, he didn't expect Xiao Yi to suddenly burst into a rage.

However, he didn't care, he just asked Xiao Yi if he wanted to chase.

If he wanted to chase him, he wouldn't care if the Heavenly Underworld would hunt him down.

"No need." Xiao Yi shook his head, frowning at Leng Yanjian in his hand.

Leng Yanjian is now covered in blood.

The body of the sword was covered with blood, and it didn't drip for a long time, as if it was completely absorbed.

The whole Leng Yan sword vibrated slightly, very spiritual, as if cheering.

"Sword Spirit, is that you?" Xiao Yi frowned.

After a few seconds.

The blood on the sword body was suddenly empty.

Leng Yanjian also stopped shaking and returned to normal.

Xiao Yi frowned, and suddenly felt that the Leng Yan sword in his hand seemed to be a little stronger than before.

And the blood pill in his body has grown a bit.

"How is that possible." Xiao Yi looked puzzled.

The Leng Yan sword is not a damaged holy artifact, it is in good condition.

It shouldn't be enhanced for no reason.

"Uh." Xiao Yi groaned suddenly and gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Yi." Qing Lin called out worriedly.

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