Chapter 2702: Still 1 Person, 1 Sword

Kaka Kaka…

The moment the sword came out, the world paled.

The raging purple thunder and lightning swept across.

"What an amazing sword intent." Xia Chuan's pupils shrank, and he quickly retreated.

Chong…

Xiao Yi pointed coldly with a sword.

The other hand, waving constantly.

In his hand, a piece of spirit stone was thrown quickly.

In a blink of an eye, the spiritual stones in the sky turned into a long river, surrounding the cherry trees.

Within the spirit stone, each formed a large formation.

"In a single thought?" The first Xiao frowned, "In this state, can you still do this?"

Xiao Yi glanced at the cherry blossom tree behind him, and then withdrew his gaze.

The target of these powerful spiritual senses is his Xiao Yi.

And the countless ordinary spiritual consciousness around, although the number is large, but it is not a climate.

Without the attacks of hundreds of hall masters' spiritual consciousness and nearly a thousand powerful spiritual consciousnesses, these great formations would be enough to protect this cherry tree.

This time it was a big loss. After An Ran went out, if the Holy Sakura Demon Venerable didn't compensate him in full, he would have to tear down the Sakura Clan's land.

Xiao Yi wielded the sword in one hand, and looked coldly at the spiritual consciousness around him.

"Come on." Xiao Yi glanced at the first dawn, "Just ask for justice."

"To vent, to feel resentful, to feel that who owes you something, and that whoever did not do the right thing, come, come."

"It's a pleasure to find me."

Xiao Yi's eyes swept across the first Xiao, Tang Zhan, Xia Chuan, Han Liang and others.

"Heh, are you responsible for the matter of the Eighth Hall?" Xia Chuan grinned, "What are you taking on?"

"Isn't it just like those hot-blooded young people, what they say on their lips, it's a big deal to risk their own lives for such meaningless words." Gu Lie sneered disdainfully.

"Do not.

"Xiao Yi said indifferently," To be precise, it's taking your life. "

"Whoever refuses to accept it, whoever wants to settle the account, I will accept it."

"Life and death... it doesn't matter."

Chong…

A sword qi burst out.

On the sword energy, thunder and lightning galloped, but there was fierce fire.

bang...

Xiao Yijian was surrounded by a burst of flames, followed by a gust of snow.

Last time, he could only barely slash out a full-strength sword of fusion of ice and fire.

This time, he has been able to achieve ice and fire with the sword, which is completely in line with his own swordsmanship for combat.

Dealing with spiritual consciousness does not necessarily require soul power.

Yuan power is also possible, but the effect is not as good as soul power.

But at this moment, he can melt the ice and fire martial arts into the sword, and this formidable power has already made up for the gap between Yuan Power and Soul Power.

All his soul power and all soul pills were exhausted.

However, the primordial power in his huge small world, the power of the four ice patterns, and a large number of cultivation things in the Qiankun ring are still there, and they are almost useless.

He has been guarding for more than three days and three nights.

There are still six days until nine days and nine nights.

The previous three days were already so intense.

The remaining six days will only be more intense and harder; and the time to support is twice as long as before.

He's ready for this tough fight.

The surrounding spiritual consciousness squinted at the same time, and black qi burst out from his body.

Xiao Yi's eyes contained killing intent, these spirit stones are already evil spirits, and there is no possibility of recovery.

"Okay." Xia Chuan shouted loudly, "The accounts of the year, the grievances and grievances in the past, will be calculated at one time."

Xia Chuan condensed the sword in his hand and glanced around, "Here, there were a total of three hundred and twenty-three people at the level of the former Eighth Hall Master."

"There are a total of 1,221 people from the mainland who were recruited by the Eighth Palace, including the elders of the hidden world."

"There." Xia Chuan raised his sword in one hand and stared at the sky, "The original Eight Palaces are elites, with a total of 240,000."

"The elites from all over the world who were recruited by the Eighth Palace, including the warriors from various hidden families and sects, are a million."

"These more than one million grievances will settle accounts with you today; these countless angers will be repaid to you today."

"Tear him up."

The battle broke out in an instant.

Like a tide of spiritual consciousness, it is surging.

Xiao Yi's eyes were indifferent, and he stepped out with his sword.

That sword is coming to an end.

A sword slashed, and thunder swept across.

A large piece of spiritual consciousness turned into nothingness under the purple thunder.

"Break it for me." Tang Zhan shouted violently, his fists blasting thunder and lightning.

"Kid, die." Yan Feng's spiritual consciousness turned into a fire and swallowed it.

Xiao Yi didn't say a word, he just pulled out his sword indifferently.

When the sword fell, the sea of ​​fire shattered, and a hundred flame dragons in the sword came back.

"I'm coming." Xia Chuan shot instantly, the sword in his hand was filled with ice and snow, instantly freezing a hundred flaming dragons.

"Boy, this finger will kill you." Han Liang pointed with one hand and pointed directly.

Xiao Yi retracted the sword in one hand, and for a moment, the ice condensed, and the wind and snow protected him. Although the ghosts and gods were strong, they were all frozen and could not enter an inch.

Tang Zhan, Gu Lie, Han Liang, Xia Chuan and others actually cooperated perfectly.

The first palace masters of the line of defense must have cooperated countless times in the past, and only now have such a perfect joint attack.

It's just that they were facing Xiao Yi.

He made him strong, but in the end he couldn't break Xiao Yi's sword, and in the end he was blocked by Xiao Yi's sword one by one.

"Old man, let's see how long you can hold back." Gu Lie bullied himself.

This strong man in the main hall of the Demon Hunting Hall was good at fighting, but now he is even more ghostly, and his shots are faster and more dangerous.

Fighting again and again, it takes a long time to say, but in fact it is basically a flash.

This path of spiritual consciousness seems to be attacking one after another, but it is actually a siege.

Xiao Yi only held the sword in one hand and responded to the enemy one by one.

The sword is in the hand, or elegant, or fierce, or fierce, or cold.

Xiao Yi, who had a sword in his hand, looked a little relaxed.

"Gulie, Yanfeng." Xiao Yi sneered.

"Speaking of which, you really should settle accounts with me."

"Over the years, I have also killed the arrogance of your hidden families."

"Oh yes, Yanfeng, your generation is one of the three heroes."

"In this generation, your Yan family has a good young Tianjiao, one of the four hidden princes, but he was slaughtered by my sword a few years ago."

"You..." Yan Feng's face was hideous, even more like a ghost.

"As for you." Xiao Yi glanced at Tang Zhan, who was outside the sword shadow, and Gu Lie, who had just glanced at him.

"One is the powerhouse in the main hall of the Shura Temple, and the other is the powerhouse in the Demon Hunting Hall."

"The means of the second hall are not fancy, but some are just astonishing combat abilities."

"I had no chance to confront you with the soul power condensing sword before, but now, I can see what you are capable of."

Kaka Kaka…

The sword in Xiao Yi's hand is constantly shadowing.

Under the shadow of the sword, is the galloping thunder and lightning, the fierce fire, and the cold snow.

One person and one sword, hard to regret the siege of more than 1,500 powerful spiritual senses.

"Go away." Suddenly, Xiao Yi shouted violently.

With a sword, the purple thunder dragon rolled over from the sword, and nearly all the spiritual senses were blown away one by one.

half an hour.

A sword slashed, and the ice and fire burst out. Within a hundred meters, everything was frozen, and under the ice, everything turned into nothingness.

A trace of fear flashed on the face of the nearly hundred spirits who were forcibly pushed back.

If they had just slowed down a little, they would have been frozen and then burned into nothingness.

chi... chi...

At the same time, Xia Chuan's sword and Shiichi Xiao's needle pierced through Xiao Yi's chest at the same time.

"Do you want to resist all attacks on your own? It's a fool's dream after all." Xia Chuan sneered.

Xiao Yi's eyes were indifferent, and he said with a wicked smile, "If you can't kill me, it's just a nonsense after all."

"Listen to me clearly. In today's battle, life and death are irrelevant, but after today, the Eighth Palace will not owe you anything."

"If you have the ability, kill me; if you can't kill it, then you ghosts and ghosts will no longer exist."

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Fifth more. (burst)

Update today, finished.