Chapter 1238: Blood Brake Slash

Far away, within the melee range.

Fang Muxue ran rampant all the way, and wherever he passed, blood mist drifted.

Qin family warriors and Beiyin Sect warriors, under her sword, have no enemies.

However, looking at it more seriously, Fang Muxue was obviously shocked.

Holding the sword in her hand to kill the enemy, it would be better to say that the sword in her hand absorbed her palm, making her unable to control herself.

"Stinky girl, you are courting death."

At this time, a deacon of the Qin family shouted violently and shot in an instant.

The deacon of the Qin family, but at the pinnacle of the Holy King's realm, with one palm, his power is astonishing.

However, scoff...

When he attacked Fang Muxue's house, a flash of cold white blood cut him to pieces, blood splashing.

"Ah." Fang Muxue exclaimed, already pale.

At this time, another figure hurried towards Fang Muxue.

"What a weird sword." The figure looked shocked, "But the sword is strong, but you are too weak."

The one who shot was the deacon of the Northern Yinzong, whose cultivation base definitely reached the realm of the Holy Emperor.

Fang Muxue quickly took the lives of the Qin family warriors and the Northern Yinzong warriors with a sword.

How could the powerhouses of the Northern Yin sect let it go.

The figure came quickly, Fang Muxue couldn't even control the sword in his hand to resist, but the sword in his hand automatically parried.

Chong…

The sword in Fang Muxue's hand was actually shaken away by a palm this time.

Indeed, although the sword is strong, Fang Muxue's cultivation base is too low, how can he be an opponent of a strong Saint Emperor Realm.

At this moment, a figure flickered.

Kankan blocked Fang Muxue with a sword when he slammed his hand towards Fang Muxue.

Chong…

There was another crisp sword cry, but this time it wasn't the sword that was shaken away.

It was the deacon of the Northern Yinzong who was slashed by a sword.

"Young Master Xiao Yi." Fang Muxue's face brightened when she saw the person coming.

Xiao Yi smiled, "Do you take the sword, or the sword takes people?"

When Fang Muxue heard this, she smiled awkwardly, her face slightly red.

I don't know when, Xiao Yi has taken back the Leng Yan sword from Fang Muxue's hand.

The Leng Yanjian, which originally exuded blood and reaped his life like a madman, was extremely quiet in Xiao Yi's hands.

Xiao Yi glanced at Leng Yanjian, the blood on the sword was already thick and monstrous.

It's not hard to imagine how many people the Leng Yanjian killed in Fang Muxue's hands just now. ‘

No wonder Fang Muxue was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Ah, Young Master Xiao Yi, be careful." Fang Muxue reacted and exclaimed, you must know that there is a Northern Yinzong strong in the Holy Emperor Realm in front of her.

"Huh." Xiao Yi smiled lightly, ignoring it.

Fang Muxue saw it more realistically, at this moment the strong man from the Northern Hidden Sect in front of him had a ferocious sword mark on his chest.

Inside the sword mark, blood gushed out.

And this Northern Hidden Sect powerhouse is also blind, and has no life on his body.

"Dead?" Fang Muxue was startled, "So strong, is this the true strength of Young Master Xiao Yi?"

Holding the Leng Yan sword, Xiao Yi instantly killed a holy emperor with one sword, but it was extremely easy.

"Get out of the fighting range." Xiao Yi said, "This melee should also end."

"Huh?" Fang Muxue looked surprised.

Xiao Yi did not answer, but looked at the surrounding battles.

The real fierce battle lies in the three patriarchs and the elder of the Northern Yin Sect.

Fang Patriarch and Gu Lao Patriarch are two strong opponents to Qin Lao Patriarch and Beiyin Sect elder.

The cultivation of the four is at the same level.

However, the elders of the Northern Hidden Sect obviously have stronger means.

Therefore, Patriarch Fang and Patriarch Gu were completely at a disadvantage.

The same is true for the other Fang and Gu warriors. Originally, the number of warriors from the two families was much higher than that of the Qin family.

But the addition of the Northern Yinzong warriors instantly made the two warriors almost powerless.

However, what really decided the direction of the battle was the battle between the three patriarchs and the elders of Beiyin Sect.

"Phew." Xiao Yi exhaled lightly, the injury in his body had already healed.

The means of that woman just now was truly astonishing.

Just pulling him a bit, unexpectedly healed his wounds unknowingly.

Xiao Yi shook his head, without thinking any longer, but looked at Leng Yanjian.

"Ignore you for a while, but the sky has turned upside down?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Chong…

On the Leng Yan sword, the sword body trembled for a while, and there was a clanging sound.

Xiao Yi knew the meaning of the sword spirit, which meant that he flicked the sword when he handed it over to Fang Muxue.

At that time, Xiao Yi meant to help protect Fang Muxue.

But in Sword Spirit's understanding, it was allowed by Xiao Yi to absorb blood energy.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "You want to suck so much, this time, I'll let you suck enough."

Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and a sword came out.

call…

In an instant, in the entire city lord's mansion, the spiritual energy ran wild, and the aura was rampant and violent.

Straws of blood continued to shoot out from the surrounding corpses.

The blazing blood, centered on Leng Yanjian, came from all directions.

But for a moment, the blood that condensed around Xiao Yi was like a stream of blood.

The blood flow is still growing.

"Huh?" The sudden change immediately caught the attention of the three patriarchs and the elders of the Northern Hidden Sect.

"What does that kid want to do?" Old Patriarch Qin frowned.

"What an amazing momentum." Fang Patriarch's face was shocked.

"Continuously absorbing blood energy, the momentum is soaring rapidly, it is not good." The expression of the elder Bei Yinzong changed suddenly, "Quick, kill that kid."

"Yes." The surrounding Beiyin Sect warriors replied.

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

One after another figure, violently attacked Xiao Yi.

"Huh." Xiao Yi sneered, unmoved.

The next second, bang... bang... bang...

One after another, the blood flowers exploded out of thin air, and the blood mist was extremely poignant.

The warriors of the Northern Hidden Sect who came in turned into blood mist.

Only a few North Yinzong deacons from the Holy Emperor Realm could barely support it.

"No, don't approach this kid again." A deacon of Bei Yinzong exclaimed.

It can be clearly seen that his face has become extremely ugly, blue veins are looming on his body, and it seems that blood is about to burst out.

"Exploding." Xiao Yi snorted lowly.

bang... bang... bang...

There was another loud explosion, and the warriors of the Northern Hidden Sect turned into blood mist.

At this time, the blood that lingered around Leng Yanjian was like a river of blood, surging to the extreme.

"It's time for me." Xiao Yi sneered.

"The third style, blood brake slash."

hum…

The blade of Leng Yanjian suddenly buzzed continuously.

A huge blood blade suddenly condensed in the air.

The astonishing momentum instantly suppressed the momentum of all the surrounding warriors.

"Get out." Xiao Yi slashed with a sword.

The huge blood blade in mid-air flashed past.

"This..." The Beiyin Sect elder was startled, his first reaction was to hide, he could obviously feel the fatal threat from this huge blood blade.

However, he found that he could not move.

A bloodthirsty aura, I do not know when, has firmly locked him.

A touch of panic immediately appeared on his face.

Suddenly, there was blood in his eyes.

laugh…

When the huge blood blade passed by, the entire city lord's mansion was suddenly filled with scarlet.

After the scarlet was idle, the blood blade disappeared.

There were two more corpses in front of Fang Patriarch and Old Patriarch Gu.

Qin Zhen and the six elders of Beiyin Sect were already dead, and there were two blood-colored sword marks on their bodies, which were extremely terrifying.

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