Chapter 2554: White Blade 0 Jun

In an instant, seven figures came besieged.

Yes, seven.

The pink-haired woman did not shoot, but held the sword in one hand and froze in place with the other.

That slender hand of Bai Zhe touched his face, and his fingertips were stained with a little blood.

That blood is Xiao Yi's blood.

When Xiao Yi held the Sakura Soul Moon Blade in his hand, the blood from his palm dripped a little on her face.

this blood...

Yingyue looked at the blood on her fingertips and frowned. The blood didn't seem to be the blood of the demon race, but she was not sure.

Because there is no breath in this blood, it is very strange.

"Yingyue, what are you doing?" In the distance, Bai Po glanced.

Seeing Yingyue stunned, Bai Po looked back at Xiao Yi again, with more murderous intent on his face.

With a single streamer, the speed was extremely fast, and he took the lead in taking Xiao Yi directly.

Xiao Yi knew the special nature of this White Soul Chopping Blade, so he stepped back and hurriedly avoided it.

The streamer slashed with a white blade.

However, it wasn't just the white soul who shot.

Boom... A long halberd fell from the sky and banged heavily from top to bottom.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank, the weight of this halberd might be enough to smash a seventh-level Saint Venerable Realm powerhouse into flesh.

The Qianjun family really lived up to its reputation.

"Thousands of Ton Falls." Li Qianjun slammed down with a halberd.

Xiao Yi dodged again.

boom…

On the competition stage, there was a roar.

The moment the halberd touched the ground, the ground instantly shattered, and then the force spread outward, and the ground began to crack.

Most of the competition stage was cracked instantly.

This competition platform, which is used as a competition at this level, is naturally sturdy and extraordinary, and has restrictions and blessings.

In the previous battle with Bai Soul, Bai Soul slashed with all his strength, but it was only a slightly deep crack.

Now, directly most of the competition stage is cracked and nearly crushed?

"What a heavy blow?" Xiao Yi squinted his eyes with a hint of horror.

"Hmph, you don't have time to be stunned now." A cold snort came from behind.

laugh…

A pair of purple claws flashed through the air.

Xiao Yi's body instinctively retreated, but he was still a bit slower, and several hideous scars were drawn on his back.

"Come and eat my hammer too." A big fat man slammed with a heavy hammer.

Xiao Yi ignored the pain in his back and stepped back again.

Boom... The ground shattered directly; in terms of power, although it was not as strong as Li Qianjun's blow just now, it was equally astonishing.

In the surrounding spectator seats, all the demon masters were already smiling, "This strange demon is about to be defeated."

"The hammer of the Demon Emperor Liehao is really powerful."

"No,

The Liehao Demon Emperor seems to be ranked low, but in fact, he is the first terrifying evildoer to be confirmed as the Demon Emperor among the top ten talents. "

"In terms of strength, it is not weaker than Princess Yingyue."

On the competition stage.

"Do you only run away?" Bai Po sneered.

Feng Qingyue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and smiled playfully, "Yi Yaoli, now he really looks like a bereaved dog."

"You look more embarrassed." Xiao Yi glanced and said disdainfully.

"How dare you speak hard." Bai Po struck out with a stream of light.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and had to dodge again.

But behind him, Li Qianjun's terrifying blow came again.

Xiao Yi had to keep relying on extremely fast body reactions to avoid them one by one.

At this time, the difference between the pros and cons of whether there is a magic weapon in the hand is revealed.

If he has Zidian in his hand at this moment, these guys are probably not his enemies.

Today, they can only avoid the edge of these magical soldiers.

Bang... Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

A huge and burly body blocked Xiao Yi's retreat.

Tu Gang clasped his arms and restrained Xiao Yi suddenly.

"Tu Gang, well done." Bai Po sneered.

Huyan Zichen raised the claws in his hand, "It's really troublesome to be a flexible monster like you."

"It should be over as soon as possible."

Whoosh... In the air, a purple edge flashed by.

Huyan Zichen's sharp claws instantly came to Xiao Yi's chest.

Those wolf claws were sharper than ordinary weapons.

Everyone seems to still see the fate of Yi Yaoli being pierced to death.

But... to be more honest, at this moment, it was Huyan Zichen's face, which was extremely ugly.

His hand was easily held by Xiao Yi, and although his claws were touching his chest, it was difficult to make an inch.

Xiao Yi had already broken free from Tu Gang's restraint.

"I'll help you." Bai Po slashed with a chopping blade.

There was a sneer at the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth, and when the cutting blade fell on the top of his head, he easily avoided the side of the figure.

He let go of Huyan Zichen's sharp claws with one hand, and pressed down suddenly with the other, restraining Bai Po.

"How is that possible." Huyan Zichen's face changed greatly, "Such a speed, such a great strength, the strength of the fifth level of the Holy Venerable Realm is close to the peak, how..."

Xiao Yi sneered, "Who told you that I am at the fifth level of the Holy Venerable Realm? Is Tu Gang that fool?"

"Or those idiots like Huyanjin and Feng Sanyu?"

Bang... Xiao Yi punched back.

Tu Gang's figure was directly blasted a hundred meters away.

Then he punched forward, Huyan Zichen spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the end was the same.

Xiao Yi flicked his wrist, extremely relaxed, lowered his head slowly, and looked at the white soul that was pressing on the ground.

The palm slowly stretched out, dodging the White Soul Soul Chopping Blade.

"I said it before, you are not qualified to take this cutting blade."

"No, it's back in my hands now."

Xiao Yi sneered proudly, "Go away."

With one kick, Bai Po was kicked away.

Yes, at this moment Xiao Yi, his physical strength is the sixth level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

Before he came to the Supreme City, his physical strength was already close to the peak of the fifth level of the Holy Venerable Realm; in the Supreme Forest, he took the blood of the Silver Sacred Beast, and he broke through.

The physical strength at this moment is the sixth-level middle-level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

Under the same realm and level, his physical strength is enough to crush everything, not afraid of any opponent.

But now, he has an extra weapon in his hand.

"Heh, it's my turn." Xiao Yi grinned wickedly, holding the White Soul Chopping Blade.

In the distance, Bai Po, who was blasted away, shouted eagerly, "Yingyue, are you still stunned?"

boom…

Sakurayue's sword, a sword split out.

"Moon Blade."

Boom... A sword air current, like the power of a blast, blasted out instantly.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank, and he only had time to block with his sword.

Boom...a boom.

Xiao Yi's figure was heavily bombarded, and the ground under his feet cracked all the way.

"Pfft." As soon as Xiao Yi stood firm, a mouthful of blood was already gushing out.

On the chest, the imprint made by the impact of an air current is extremely eye-catching.

That shock almost broke his sternum in an instant.

"What a terrible blow." Xiao Yi was secretly horrified.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spit out blood again, cutting the blade to the ground, almost unable to stand still.

"Bastard." Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, holding the cutting blade, and shot instantly.

"Yinghua." The long sword in Yingyue's hand danced like a dance, and a pink storm condensed.

It looks like a storm, but in fact it is a sword that is monstrous and sharp.

Clang... Chong... Chong...

Xiao Yi slashed with one sword and another, just like a simple attack.

Around, Li Qianjun, Huyan Zichen and others joined forces to attack again.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, and had to retreat while fighting again. The battle, once again fell into a disadvantage.

The team of eight people is more than a few chips stronger than the previous team of seven.

After a few minutes.

Chong…

A soaring sword cry.

The chopping blade in Xiao Yi's hand is no longer a simple chopping.

When the cutting blade was swung, the white light was like the wind, and it suddenly became a storm.

With his own power, he easily blocked the siege of eight people.

"How is it possible, the kendo of the Shengying family?" The eight people around were shocked.

"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered, "Thousands of Jun Pendant."

Boom... sword, like a critical blow.

"How is it possible, the secret skills of my Qianjin family..." Li Qianjun's face changed greatly

Third more.

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