Chapter 2131: I Want Him to Die Faster

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Apart from the huge competition stage, it has now become the attention of all the warriors present in the entire Holy Moon Sect.

There, the sword light danced, and the electric light raged.

There, one by one the elders of the Holy Moon Sect retreated together to make a move.

But at this moment, the secluded elders of the Holy Moon Sect couldn't suppress the arrogance and radiance of that kendo monster.

The phrase 'don't let go, or die' originally sounded more like a wild remark.

But now, it has become the best proof of the arrogance of this kendo monster.

Dozens of secluded elders of the Holy Moon Sect, all at the eighth level of the Holy Venerable Realm, were unable to take down this kendo evildoer, let alone 'rescue' the saint who had been blinded.

That man, that sword, is no longer a smashing force, but no one can do anything about it.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this kendo evildoer now relies on the flashing electric sword in his hand.

I have long heard that at the time of the great event in the Sword Territory, a generation of Sword Master Lin Ye personally built a monstrous sword for this kendo evildoer.

The name of the sword was taken by this kendo monster himself, and it was called 'Purple Electric'.

However, it is rumored that this divine sword was originally a top-grade holy weapon.

Now, it is obviously the best holy artifact.

It is probably from the hands of the two chief hall masters, Shura and Fengsha, that can make the top-grade peak holy artifact be upgraded to the best-grade holy artifact.

The best holy artifact, even if they were hidden from the world, they never owned it.

At this level, only the two behemoths of the Holy Moon Sect and the Beiyin Palace possessed the weapons of this level.

At this point, at the center of the battle.

Xiao Yi's own strength, holding a sword in his hand, was able to rival each and every one of the eighth level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

But, in fact, his own situation is not very good.

Every time he swings his sword to knock back a siege,

On the body, it will definitely receive the next slap.

These eighth level Saint Venerable Realm did not confront him at all, but were afraid of his Purple Lightning Divine Sword, retreating while fighting.

An elder attacked, and he was able to block it. When he was about to kill, the elder quickly retreated, and another elder attacked from the side.

He was about to throw his sword sideways, and another elder attacked from the other side.

This kind of siege is already a roaming battle that is equivalent to a wheel battle.

Every time he retreated from a siege, he would be slapped in the back, and blood would be spurted out.

At this moment, he was already blood-stained in his gown.

The boy's suit, his chest was already wet with blood.

This is the strength of the eighth-layer powerhouse of the Holy Venerable Realm. The strength of the two is fundamentally different.

Even though Xiao Yi had Zidian in his hand, which was astonishingly sharp, his speed was far less than those of the secluded elders of the Holy Moon Sect.

If it weren't for his mysterious swordsmanship and rich combat experience, I am afraid that even if he holds a magic weapon in his hand, he would never have survived the siege of these retreating elders for a moment or three.

Now it is the best result to fight against it, at the cost of injury.

"Master." Behind him, Yiyi's face was full of worry, and she gritted her teeth.

She wants to help, but this level of battle is not something she can participate in at all.

If these retreat elders wanted to capture her, she would not even have the chance to resist.

But her son, with one sword and one sword, made these retreat elders have no chance to get close to her.

"Don't worry about me." Xiao Yi said softly.

Holding a sword in one hand, and moving mysteriously with both feet, Yiyi is always within one meter of Yiyi's body.

With his sword, no one can get close to Yiyi.

"I will fight this siege, don't worry." Xiao Yi whispered again, and then he didn't say anything more.

In the distance in front of him, Elder Mingyue squinted at the fierce battle.

"With your own cultivation strength, it is impossible to be an opponent of a group of retreat elders."

"Only with the swordsmanship and the ancient emperor's magic way, you have the power to be at the sixth level of the Holy Venerable Realm."

"Now your ability is the enemy, but you have borrowed the power of the best holy artifact."

"However, the best holy artifact is not something you can endure at this level."

"You can't take this body for long, and it's your best choice to capture it now. Why do you have to resist and waste time?"

laugh…

Suddenly, a screeching sound interrupted Elder Mingyue's words.

A retreat elder suddenly had his arm broken by a sword.

But what came with it was Xiao Yi, who was slapped again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Exchange injury with life?" Elder Mingyue shook his head.

Yes, at this moment, Xiao Yi would rather trade his life for an injury.

If the battle continues like this, this group of Saint Venerable Realm eighth level can consume him to death.

He would rather suffer these attacks in exchange for the opportunity to kill these retreat elders.

Although every palm of these retreat elders can seriously injure him, it is not so simple to want his life.

His body was formed by cultivating the Heaven-Defying Body Cultivation Technique Asura Battle Body.

The body itself is strong.

And the most important thing is that his body has been baptized by the huge world four times.

Especially the baptism of heaven and earth brought by the last Shura battle body, all the power of heaven and earth was used to wash his body.

Simply put, his body was already perfect to the extreme.

Although this can't bring him any other great strength increase.

However, his body has enough tenacious vitality.

The injuries that can be endured are far beyond the comprehension of normal warriors.

As long as he didn't fall down by himself, this body would be able to hold up; at least, this group of Saint Venerable Realm 8th layer, under the fear of Zidian, could not exert their strength to 100%, and could not easily kill him.

...

On the other side, far away.

On the seat of Beiyin Palace, Beiyin was inactive and returned to his seat long ago.

At this moment, his cold eyes were staring at the original high platform.

That high platform should have been stepped on by him.

However, another man stepped on it, and it was still alive and shattered.

On the ground, the smashed high platform and the broken wedding clothes all over the place made his eyes hurt and made his eyes turn red.

"Why?" Bei Ying Wuwei's malicious gaze turned to Xiao Yi who was fighting fiercely.

"Damn you." Beiyin Wuwei gritted his teeth.

"You can rest assured, my son." On the side, an elder of the Beiyin Palace sneered, "Under the siege of the secluded elders of the Holy Moon Sect, that kid will surely die and won't last long."

Beiyin Wuwei's eyes filled with resentment, "I feel annoyed when I look at him now."

"I want him to be unable to last for a moment or three."

"I want him to die now."

Beiyin Wuwei's gaze turned to an old man on the seat who was sleeping with his eyes closed, "Elder."

That old man was the Great Elder of Beiyin Palace.

Today, it was the day of the marriage between Beiyin Palace and the Holy Moon Sect.

Naturally, the warriors dispatched by Beiyin Palace were also extraordinary.

In addition to Beiyin Wuwei, the Great Elder of Beiyin Palace personally led the team, plus two, three, four, and three elders.

The four of them all closed their eyes and fell asleep at the moment.

The first elder opened his eyes, glanced at the battle, and nodded indifferently, "Killing this son is not worth the old man's shot."

"Let's trouble you, the retreat elders." The first elder looked at the retreat elders on the seat.

This time, following Beiyin Wuwei, in addition to the four elders, including the first, second, third, and fourth elders of Beiyin Palace, there were more than 20 elders of Beiyin Palace who were all at the eighth level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

"Yes." All the elders of the Beiyin Palace retreat replied.

In the next second, the figure moved and appeared at the center of the battle.

"Senior retreat from Beiyin Palace?" Elder Mingyue frowned slightly.

An elder of the Beiyin Palace sneered, "With our help, there are more than 50 Saint Venerable Realm 8th Layer. This kid will die if he can't last for a minute."

Elder Mingyue nodded.

In an instant, the figure attacking Xiao Yi became even denser.

Xiao Yi's pressure was even greater.

Xiao Yi wielded the sword in one hand and narrowed his eyes. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely die.

"puff."

Suddenly, an elder of Beiyin Palace jumped out of the ground strangely and slammed into Xiao Yi's heart.

In the air, a mist of blood floated.

Xiao Yi's body was shaken back dozens of steps.

"Master." Yiyi was shocked.

far away.

On the seat of the Eighth Hall.

"Kid Xiao Yi." The main hall master of Shura and the main hall master of Fengsha also exclaimed.

"You are courting death."

The two were angry and were about to shoot.

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

Three figures stood up.

Three Qi machines locked the two of them.

It is Senior Luo, the main hall master of the Soul Hall and the main hall master of Tianji.

"Take care of yourselves first." Senior Luo sneered and suppressed the overwhelming weather.

"You..." Asura's main hall master's eyes turned cold.

In the air, the momentum of the two sides collided.

the other side.

On the seat of the Tianzang Academy, Dean Huo waved his hand, and the power of the martial arts of heaven and earth surged around him in an instant.

But just at this moment, above the chief, the woman who had been silent suddenly turned grim.

"Huo Zhongtian, do you dare to take care of my Holy Moon Sect?"

Dean Huo nodded solemnly, "Xiao Yi, a disciple of my Tianzang Academy."

"As the dean, the old man has the responsibility to protect him."

"A disciple of your Tianzang Academy?" An elder of the Holy Moon Sect snorted coldly.

"Xiao Yi little thief was expelled from the Tianzang Academy a long time ago, what kind of disciple is he?"

Dean Huo's face was solemn, "The old man did not agree to this, nor did he admit it."

"The old man said he was."

Dean Huo moved his footsteps, and one foot was already taken.

But just at this time.

boom…

A dark long stick came from the sky.

The long stick fell, and the power of martial arts surging around Old Dean Huo instantly collapsed.

As soon as he appeared, he suddenly sat on the seat of the Tianzang Academy.

Behind the figure, are the elders of the Tianzang Academy, just, and the disciples of Tianjiao.

"Changtian wine devil." Dean Huo narrowed his eyes.

Chang Tian Jiu Mo smiled, "Huo Zhongtian, just look at it like this."

"Otherwise, if you can protect that little thief Xiao Yi, you won't be able to protect the people in the academy behind you."

"You..." Dean Huo's original steps could only be taken back.

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