Chapter 1351: Can't Live, It's All Empty Talk

Gululu...

Jin Xiong's head rolled for more than ten meters before stopping.

There was a smile on that proud face.

However, under the face, the neck that was cut neatly and without traces was still bleeding.

As for the headless corpse, it took a while before a burst of blood spurted out.

Behind him, the fog demon held a sickle in both hands, as if he was doing something simple.

"This...this..." Not far away, Gongsun Huowu stared blankly at Jin Xiong's head, and then at the headless corpse.

This is almost unacceptable to her.

A dignified Great Elder of the Ten Thousand Gold Mansion, at the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm, was killed with his head cut off in an instant?

Then the powerhouses who have already become famous and have a place among the upper-level warriors in the Central Territory died like this?

whoosh…

Suddenly, the figure of the fog demon suddenly disappeared in place.

Before Gongsun Huowu could react, a ferocious and terrifying face appeared in front of her.

Those empty eyes were only a foot away from her beautiful eyes.

At that moment, Gongsun Huowu only had time to shrink her pupils, and she was sweating coldly.

It was an inexplicable panic that came from the bottom of my heart.

Those empty and lifeless eyes, like terrifying eyes that ignore everything, are enough to make people fall into fear in an instant.

next second.

Without warning, the fog demon raised the sharp sickle in his hand and waved it down.

"Ah..." Gongsun Huowu exclaimed.

The scene of the head being cut to the ground flashed in her mind, forcing her to exclaim from fear.

wow…

The sickle slid through the air quickly, with a burst of sound.

Such an amazing speed, I am afraid it is enough to cut off her head neatly.

However, when the sickle came to her neck, the sickle suddenly stopped.

hiss…

The sharp breath of the sickle cut a strand of hair between her neck.

The blue silk fell slowly.

Gongsun Huowu's graceful posture also collapsed to the ground in an instant.

For a moment, she only felt that she had passed by death.

In front of him, the fog demon's face turned and looked at Xiao Yi.

Only Xiao Yi could make him stop the sickle suddenly.

"Come back." Xiao Yi said.

Whoosh... Wu Yao dodged back to Xiao Yi without hesitation.

"What did you kill her for?" Xiao Yi asked suspiciously.

He didn't give Wu Yao an order to kill Gongsun Huowu.

"Master...eyes..." Wu Yao's words gradually became less clumsy than before, but they were still not fluent.

"Master... hate her... I'll kill..."

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled lightly, "Come back first."

"Yes." The fog demon nodded,

Instantly disappeared in place and returned to the Holy Wind Pot.

Then, Xiao Yi turned around and left.

Behind him, Gongsun Huowu suddenly stood up.

As expected of the arrogance of the Eighteen Palaces, he recovered from his fear so quickly.

"Xiao Yi little thief." Gongsun Huowu clenched her silver teeth.

"Today's humiliation, I, Gongsun Huowu, will never forget."

As he spoke, Gongsun Huowu's pale face flashed a trace of shame and anger.

"Shame?" Xiao Yi said indifferently before turning around.

"The skills are not as good as people, what else is there to say?"

"Hmph." Gongsun Huowu snorted coldly, "It sounds nice."

"I don't believe that you Xiao Yi thief has never been defeated."

"Failed." Xiao Yi nodded and didn't say any more.

The figure flashed and walked away with Jin Xiong's body.

Of course he also failed.

However, they were all defeated by some old guys.

However, even if he loses, he will not let such meaningless cruel words.

Rather than this, it is better to strengthen the strength, win in the future, and not lose again.

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Inside the golden light.

Xiao Yi dodged for thousands of miles in a row, and then suddenly stopped.

Put down Jin Xiong's body and feel it.

"Purple Martial Spirit." Xiao Yi showed a slight joy on his face.

Sure enough, the characters who can cultivate to the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm are not ordinary people.

This Jin Xiong's Martial Spirit is of the purple rank, and the color is not too light.

Probably in the purple middle grade level.

Xiao Yi closed his eyes and opened them again in the next second.

The originally clear and bright eyes suddenly changed.

The left eye is as deep as ink, and the right eye is as hot as fire.

In the center of the two eyes, an invisible vortex appeared out of thin air.

In one breath, Jin Xiong's martial spirit power has been completely absorbed.

At the same time, Xiao Yi looked at the fire-controlling beast spirit in his body.

The fire-controlling beast, as always, opened his mouth as cute as ever, and 'eats' the power of these martial arts.

It can be clearly felt that the color of the fire control beast has slightly deepened.

After doing everything, Xiao Yi was about to leave.

Suddenly, the Qiankun Ring in his hand shook slightly.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

I sensed the Qiankun Ring, and it was Leng Yanjian that vibrated inside.

Xiao Yi frowned.

He naturally knew the reason why Leng Yanjian vibrated.

After thinking for half a minute, Xiao Yi shook his head.

"Forget it." Xiao Yi muttered to himself, a light flashing in his hand.

Leng Yanjian appeared out of thin air.

The sharp point of the sword touched Jin Xiong's body.

The body of Leng Yanjian instantly flashed a cheer-like rhythm.

And the blood essence on Jin Xiong's corpse continued to flow away.

The blood essence of a strong man at the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm was naturally the reason why Leng Yanjian cheered and jumped.

In fact, in the past, Xiao Yi was not willing to let Leng Yanjian absorb the blood of the warriors.

It's not that he thinks that Leng Yanjian's move is evil.

In this world, nothing is absolute.

There's no such thing as evil or not, it's just people's hearts.

Taking evil cultivators as an example, it's not that the exercises they practice are evil cultivators, but they are considered evil cultivators.

Rather, they often slaughter and exterminate human nature in order to cultivate their own evil cultivation techniques.

They slaughter cities at every turn and live on blood, which is no different from beasts, so they are evil cultivators.

Xiao Yi's reluctance is mainly due to the fact that every time Leng Yanjian absorbs, it will resonate with the blood pill in his body.

But this Leng Yanjian seemed to treat him 'excellent', and every time he absorbed blood essence, he also gave him a portion of it.

This move made the blood pill in his body continue to grow.

What Xiao Yi is most afraid of is that the blood pill will explode one day and cause a catastrophe.

But these days, he has completely changed his mind.

Especially the matter of being chased and killed by the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong gave him a wake-up call.

Yes, the continuous growth of blood pills is indeed dangerous.

But how does Xiao Yi's current situation compare to it?

He walks in the Central Territory, roaming around, is it not like walking on thin ice. ‘

He constantly cultivated to the limit in order to maximize his cultivation and strength as quickly as possible, and he was willing to do everything.

How many times have you wandered on the front line of life and death, how many times have you exploded in a lifetime of nine deaths?

In all kinds of battles with yourself, in terms of various situations, what is blood pill?

Even if the blood pill really broke out, could the situation be worse than his various life and death situations?

In this huge danger zone, only absolute strength is the guarantee.

If you can't live, everything is empty talk.

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