Chapter 2581: It Will Be Punished

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A violent palm wind took Xiao Yi straight away.

In the palm of his hand, a snow-white Angelica flower was surrounded by strands of black energy.

Wherever the palm of the hand passes, the air is annihilated.

The sudden uprising seemed to have been premeditated; this palm was a sure-kill one.

In mid-air, Xiao Yi's body fell powerlessly.

At this moment, he is completely useless and his body is severely damaged. These serious injuries are already close to death. In addition, the energy in his body and the energy of the three major ice patterns are instantly exhausted, and he has no combat power.

If this palm hits, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Chong…

But at the same time, a sharp sword roared out.

Just as Dongfang Zhi's eyes have been fixed on Xiao Yi, she has long planned to attack Xiao Yi.

In her eyes, there is nothing but killing Xiao Yi.

Xia Yiming's eyes have also been fixed on Xiao Yi all the time, and can be shot instantly.

In his eyes, there is nothing else, but Xiao Yi's life is everything to him.

Chong…

The speed of the sword is faster.

That fierce sword is fiercer, faster, sharper, and more terrifying.

As the sword passed, the Baizhi flower shattered inch by inch, and the traces of black energy surrounding the flower also dissipated under the sword.

Astonishing sword energy, full of violent intent.

The figure of Dongfang Zhi was slashed by a sword.

Xia Yiming took Xiao Yi, who was falling rapidly, and said, "Palace Master."

Xia Yiming's face was full of urgency and worry, and worry was written in his cold eyes.

"I'm fine." Xiao Yi's lips were dry and cracked, and he only spit out a weak and inaudible sentence.

weak voice,

Almost inaudible.

But Xia Yiming heard it very real. Hearing the words, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he let go of his worries.

He believed in his palace lord, and he also believed in his palace lord's ability.

This is a Tianjiao who is a hundred times better and more determined than Xia Yiming.

As long as you don't die, as long as you have a breath, you can't die.

whoosh…

Xia Yiming hugged Xiao Yi and fell from the sky.

At the same time, six ghost-like figures in white robes approached strangely and quickly.

"Lord."

Except for Guiyi, the other five ghosts all showed concern and spoke out in shock.

"You..." Xia Yiming's eyes turned cold as he looked around at the six ghosts, holding the sword in his hand.

"It's okay." Xiao Yi spat out two words weakly.

"They are monsters." Xia Yiming frowned.

The ferocious aura on the six ghosts and the hideous look on their faces obviously made Xia Yiming feel vigilant.

The six ghosts are ferocious beasts.

Xiao Yi's lips pursed.

He was so weak that he couldn't even spit out a word.

But Xia Yiming, knowing what he meant, nodded.

"Since it is something that the palace master believes in, then Yiming will also believe it." Xia Yiming nodded earnestly.

On the side, the ghost glanced at Xia Yiming in shock, and then fixed his eyes on Xiao Yi.

Without saying a word, a small movement can make a human believe in their demon clan, what kind of charm does his lord possess.

Of course, this shock flashed by.

At this time, Xiao Yi, Xia Yiming, and the six ghosts were completely surrounded.

A full 50,000 elites guarded the Quartet.

Dongfang Jue, as well as several commanders of Yu Sheng, showed bad expressions, even extremely cold eyes.

For a time, the surroundings were filled with a violent chill.

The kind of coldness that belongs to the iron army, the dense and huge oppressive aura that will condense underneath, all of which make the surrounding suddenly appear a little turbulent, and the atmosphere is rich and gloomy.

But at the same time, outside the demon forest, there is an ancient desolation and desolation all the time.

At this moment, on the heavily wounded figure lying on the ground, as if he didn't know his life or death, the bleakness seemed to be even more intense.

That figure, a hand, fell to the ground weakly.

That figure, Jun Yi's face was extremely white at the moment, covered with mottled blood.

That boy's suit was in a state of dilapidation at the moment, as if telling how many inhuman blows and terrifying attacks this body had endured.

The huge claw marks that stretched from the vital point of the neck seemed to tell everyone how shocking this body was at the moment, how terrifying it was to flee and carry it all the way, and it was a line of life and death.

It's just that apparently not many people are willing to care about this nowadays.

The elites, the cold eyes, and the unkind faces are all staring at this weak body.

Most importantly, with a touch of imperceptible killing intent.

Just because this figure publicly killed the leader of their Dongfang family, their warrior of the Dongfang family.

Therefore, the bleakness that this damaged body originally had, at this moment, under the gazes of countless Senhans, suddenly became even more bleak and rich, even more inexplicable.

He ran for hundreds of millions of miles, walked alone, went through hardships, and everything was under his control; he went to the demon realm, broke into the forbidden land, fought the arrogance of the demon clan, and competed with a group of demon venerables.

A group of people's arrogance were all rescued.

This task, which was hailed as impossible, he completed perfectly.

Everything is under his control.

However, everything was lost at this moment.

Perhaps he lost nothing else.

It's just that all these efforts seem to be worthless at this moment, pitiful and pathetic.

However, if you look at Xiao Yi's resolute face, you will find that that face is still resolute and cold, still as usual.

On his face, there is nothing pitiful, sad, or worthless.

What he does is what he wants to do, nothing worthwhile or worthless.

Humans are what he wants to save; breaking into the demon realm is what he wants; no matter what other things are, what other people are like, nothing to do.

How the outsiders are, he doesn't care.

Chong…

Suddenly, a dense and neat blade sounded.

A wisp of aura came straight to Xiao Yi.

Dongfang Jue shouted in a cold voice, "Palace Master Xiao Yi, hand over those monsters under your command, as well as capture them without a hitch."

"This is my last warning to you from the Dongfang family."

"Hmph." Dongfang Zhi snorted coldly, "Elder Jue is still talking nonsense with him."

"This little thief, colluding with the demon clan, has already betrayed Zhongyu, just kill him in public."

Dongfang Jue shook his head, "My Dongfang family has no right to deal with the people of the Eighth Palace."

"But." Dongfang Jue looked directly at Xiao Yi, "If you still want to provoke the majesty of my Dongfang family, then no matter who you are, my Dongfang family will punish you."

"Surely? What a big tone." Xia Yiming sneered.

"I only warn you for the last time. If you offend the Palace Master again, you will all die."

"Palace Master." Xia Yiming looked at Xiao Yi, "May I need..."

Xiao Yi shook his head slightly, very lightly, and a few pills of Qiankun Ring appeared on his fingertips.

Seeing this, Xia Yiming took it and fed it to Xiao Yi.

The medicinal pill entered the stomach, and the pure medicinal power soothed Xiao Yi's crippled body.

At the same time, the holy flame of Jin Yan within the body flows and burns rapidly.

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