Chapter 2312: Ice Dragon, Storm

"how is this possible."

The Hundred-faced Holy Venerable widened his eyes.

"Holy Venerable Wanshi's full-strength punch, even I don't dare to carry it head-on."

"Is this kid easily blocked with a sword?"

"Zhanfeng Ba Dao." Zhanfeng Dao Zun slashed out with a knife, and the fierce breath lingered on the big knife, and an invisible and heavy wind breath continued to surround.

boom…

A roar, like a giant blade across the sky.

The ground was directly split into a huge gap, bottomless.

Within the chasm, the walls on both sides were extremely smooth, as if they had been smoothed out.

This knife of Zhanfeng Dao Zun is so terrifying.

"Is he dead?" Zhanfeng Dao Zun frowned, Xiao Yi was no longer there before the big sword.

"Not yet." A few dozen steps away, Xiao Yi was intact and smiled lightly.

"This knife is fierce enough, domineering enough, and fast enough at the same time."

"The power of the sword, the heaviness of the storm, the speed of the wind, the force of the wind, and the sword of the wind, it is amazing."

In fact, none of the killers in the Supreme Building, especially those in the later stages of the Holy Venerable Realm and above, are generalists.

These hidden world scattered cultivators who have become famous countless years ago, can stand in the hidden world and have their own abilities.

"Escaped?" Zhanfeng Dao Zun narrowed his eyes and glanced at the Hundred Faces Holy Venerable and the Wanshi Saint Venerable.

"Don't hide anymore, this kid is not easy, just kill him with all your strength."

Zhanfeng Dao Zun, Wan Shi Sheng Zun, and Hundred Faces Sacred Zun, all three of them were condensed at the same time.

If the three of them just thought that Xiao Yi was just a kid with something wrong, they could despise him and kill him with a little effort.

Now, his face is completely solemn, and he regards Xiao Yi as an enemy of his own level.

When the three killers stared at their prey completely and seriously, it was a fierce battle between life and death.

Of course, this is only what the three of them think so.

For Xiao Yi, at least from his light face, he could not see how serious he was.

Snapped…

The Holy Venerable Ten Thousand Stones slammed his hands together, and the blue veins loomed over his bald head, "Land of Ten Thousand Stones."

clack clack clack...

A hundred miles away, the land collapsed in an instant.

The boulders rose into the sky as if they had lost their own gravity.

The range of hundreds of miles is not too big.

If it is said that it is not difficult to forcibly destroy it with the strength of the late stage powerhouse of the Holy Venerable Realm.

But the Holy Venerable Wanshi is now using all the earth, rocks and rocks within a hundred miles for his own use.

If nothing else, the terrifying weight alone is terrifying.

In the distance, Xia Yiming had already picked up Dongfang Wu Yukong and left.

For the order of the palace master, he will do his best to complete it.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi glanced at the countless boulders floating around him, his face slightly serious.

boom…

a roar,

The entire earth suddenly sank a hundred meters.

On Xiao Yi's body, an astonishing gravity slammed down on him.

"What a powerful piece of earth and stone." Xiao Yi frowned.

Now within a hundred miles, not only are the boulders floating and dancing, but a terrifying gravity is suddenly added to them.

"Thousands of people and hundreds of faces." The figure of the Hundred-faced Holy Venerable moved in an instant.

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

Phantoms appear out of thin air.

Thousands of 'Hundred-faced Sages' sneered grimly, and the dense and eerie phantoms made people shudder.

Thousands of figures, thousands of faces, all the same.

But in an instant, his face changed again and again.

Thousands of figures, or holding a sword, or holding a big knife, or a dagger, or controlling the fire with both hands, all have different methods.

And the most amazing momentum is bursting from Zhanfeng Dao Zun at this moment.

In terms of fighting alone, Zhanfeng Dao Zun is definitely the strongest among the three.

There was nothing fancy about that big sword, only the extreme ferocity and the fierce aura contained in it.

hum…

The blade, suddenly Weng Ming.

Zhanfeng Dao Zun volleyed and pointed at Xiao Yi, "The three of us will join forces, even the eighth-level powerhouse of the Holy Venerable Realm will fall."

"It is the luck of your life to be able to die under the three of us."

"You try." Xiao Yi smiled.

boom…

The phantoms of the Hundred-faced Holy Venerable shot instantly.

Different means, different streamers, all came together.

But under the siege of this dense phantom, the most amazing thing is the gloomy and cold aura contained in it, just like the strangeness of the Hundred-faced Holy Venerable when he first shot.

bang...

Xiao Yi raised the sword of ice and snow in his hand, and a large swath of cold air emerged. It was an icy frost and ice storm.

The two cold air collided, and the air instantly froze.

laugh…

In the frozen air, a dagger pierced through Xiao Yi's chest instantly.

"Success." Hundred-faced Saint Venerable sneered.

"No matter how exquisite your swordsmanship is, you are just a slippery loach."

"Under the suppression of Wan Shi Sheng's Wan Jun power, your speed has been greatly reduced, and you can't escape the attack of this old man."

"Being stared at by Zhanfeng Dao Zun's blade, you have no time to be distracted."

"This dagger, old man, is enough to kill you."

"Very poisonous?" Xiao Yi glanced at the dagger on his chest and only smiled.

It is no wonder that when the Hundred-faced Holy Venerable attacked the twenty Purple Wings before, the elites were like the Purple Wings, and they didn't even have the chance to explode themselves.

One is the suppression of the cultivation base of the Hundred-faced Holy Venerable.

Second, it is the poison on the dagger.

wow…

Xiao Yi's figure turned into flying snow out of thin air, and the dagger at his chest suddenly fell.

It is the incarnation of ice.

"Let's go together." Zhanfeng Dao Zun's knife slashed violently.

The sword force had already locked Xiao Yi.

Therefore, when Fengxue once again condensed Xiao Yi's body, the mad big sword had already slashed in an instant.

Xiao Yi also slashed out with a sword, and his figure was knocked back dozens of steps.

The figure just stabilized, and behind him, a huge boulder slammed violently.

However, the boulder had not been able to get close to Xiao Yi, and had been frozen by the wind and snow.

The three of them frowned, and together, they still failed to kill Xiao Yi in an instant?

"The ice storm scriptures and the incarnations of ice illusions in the Ice Palace are really powerful."

"But it's nothing more than that. You can only passively protect your life now. This old man will see how long you can last."

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

The phantoms of the Hundred-faced Holy Venerable once again came under siege.

With the joint efforts of the three of them, the attack and connection fit together, giving Xiao Yi no chance to breathe at all.

Intensive clashes, harsh and intense.

Xiao Yi smiled, the sword stance in his hand suddenly changed.

It is no longer the sword shadow dancing, but the sword's momentum has greatly increased, a sword fell, and the surrounding phantom split instantly.

A sweep, and the surrounding boulders shattered instantly.

A sword split, frozen within 100 meters.

It can be clearly seen that Xiao Yi's sword is stronger than the other, and the power of the sword is soaring.

From being besieged by three people and falling behind and being passive, to being active and taking control of the battle, it only took a short period of time.

When Xiao Yi's sword hit the twentieth sword, the phantom of the Hundred-faced Holy Venerable around him had already been shattered.

At the time of the twenty-first sword, the huge boulders of a hundred miles had all turned into powder.

The twenty-second sword fell, and a fierce wind and snow turned into an ice dragon, slamming towards Zhanfeng Dao Zun with a monstrous sword intent.

"Zhanfeng burst." Zhanfeng Dao Zun shouted violently, the big knife slashed down with all his strength, and a storm of sword intent swept out.

The ice dragon and the storm collided.

The two stalemate for several breaths, and finally the ice dragon devoured violently, breaking through the storm.

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