Chapter 2705: 9 Days and 9 Nights, Keep It

There are the last two days.

Just hold on to these nine days and nine nights, and once Princess Yingyue completely breaks through, his mission will be completed.

At all times, Saint Sakura Demon Venerable opened the blockade of the space connection point, and he could take Princess Yingyue to forcibly break out of the siege and escape from this Nether Realm space.

"Huh." Xiao Yi let out a breath of turbid air, and his palm shook. The one who was holding the sword in his right hand shook the Purple Lightning Divine Sword onto his left hand.

When the left hand held Zidian and continued the fierce battle, his right hand seemed to have completely completed the 'mission' and was powerless to hang down.

Yes, his right hand was almost unable to be raised, unable to move, and just hung down weakly.

Fighting fiercely for four days and four nights in a row, without a pause, a second is a thousand swords, one can imagine the pressure on his right hand.

Not to mention that he was tense and had been in this fierce and dangerous battle.

His right hand was already numb from strength.

And these days of fighting, the hand holding the sword is the most vulnerable and the most injured place.

Although these attacks of spiritual consciousness seem to be nothing, they directly attack the spiritual consciousness; but in fact, this is a kind of power, and once it erupts, it will have power.

His right hand has long been seriously injured, if it is abolished.

The numbness and the serious injury made him unable to lift his right hand, let alone hold a sword.

Therefore, Zidian can only be handed over to the left hand and continue to fight fiercely.

Although he holds the sword in his left hand, Xiao Yi's kendo strength has not been reduced by half.

Time is passing slowly again.

For Xiao Yi, this is almost like a year.

However, no matter how slow it is, time will eventually pass by.

On the eighth day, the last day is left.

The faces of Xia Chuan and the others were already extremely horrified, "This kid is really a monster."

"According to our judgment, he should have been exhausted yesterday and no longer able to fight."

"But unexpectedly,

He held on abruptly for another two days, and to this day he is still monstrous. "

Gu Lie said coldly, "He has lost one right hand."

"Look, he shouldn't be able to hold it any longer."

Tang Zhan nodded, only grinning.

In the eyes of all of them, Xiao Yi was like an unstoppable god of war, which made people terrified.

But at this moment, they are also watching this God of War become weaker and weaker, looking forward to his fall eventually.

...

Time, to the ninth day.

Xiao Yi held the sword with his left hand, but the shadow of the sword was still constant, and the sword was monstrous.

However, the lips were already dripping numbly and bleeding.

How many times he vomited blood, he didn't even remember.

All he knew was that he couldn't even tell the difference, and he didn't have the time to wipe it.

Gradually, his lips were covered with blood, and it even flowed down his chin, which was extremely tragic.

He fought fiercely for nine days.

His sword did not stop for a moment, and there were countless spiritual consciousnesses who died under his sword.

However, the surrounding area is still full of attacks.

Between heaven and earth, there is still a wave of spiritual consciousness, overwhelming the sky.

The astonishingly large number seemed to have failed Xiao Yi's crazy slaughter over the past nine days.

Xiao Yi was already extremely tired, but he knew that there was still more than half a day left.

Hold on, it's all over soon.

Xia Chuan and others put away their offensive slightly, and suddenly there was a complex change on their faces.

"That kid, he was supposed to have no power on the seventh day and was torn to pieces by us."

"At this moment, Shengsheng has lasted for more than two days."

Tang Zhan said coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, from the seventh day onwards, he has actually been pushing hard."

"From then on, every minute and second passed, it was extremely tormented."

"For him, every second is almost like a year."

Gu Lie sneered, "But that kid still seems to be fantasizing that he can survive these nine days by himself, and then he will be able to escape safely."

Everyone sneered or smirked, but their eyes were fixed on Xiao Yi's still indifferent and clear eyes.

Although they are spiritual, they were not general.

Of course they could tell what kind of pressure Xiao Yi was under these days.

This kind of pressure is probably better than all the tortures in the world, and it is going on every second, and it is intensifying every second.

...

Time is still passing by.

After half a day.

Xia Chuan glanced at the sky, "At most there is still half an hour, and the ninth day is over."

In this dark world, there is no white night.

But everyone can still clearly understand the passage of time.

Of course, Xiao Yi did the same.

Although he was already suffering to the extreme, fighting endlessly and fighting fiercely, he also knew the passage of time.

"In half an hour, everything will be over."

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood again.

In fact, he had already reached the limit, and he was just holding on with one breath.

It is hard to say how serious his injury will be after leaving this time.

But he is so tired, I am afraid that he will have to rest for a long time to recover.

...

Time passed slowly again.

Xia Chuan, Gu Lie, Tang Zhan, Han Liang and others stopped attacking at the same time.

Including the spiritual consciousness of the surrounding hall masters and more than a thousand powerful spiritual consciousnesses, they also stopped attacking.

Xia Chuan shook his head, stared at Xiao Yi's body, chuckled lightly, but said nothing.

Gu Lie smiled, "Perhaps, I understand something."

"Those eight old guys are willing to take the risk of the world and forcibly violate the first iron rules of the Eighth Palace, and they must make this kid the successor of the Eighth Palace."

Tang Zhan sneered, "If I guessed correctly, it should be the eight old guys who are unwilling to let this outstanding successor go."

"No one is willing to give up, naturally one can only take over the Eighth Palace by default."

Han Liang sneered, "So outstanding, no, amazing boy, even if I were the chief hall master, I wouldn't let go."

The first Xiao shook his head slightly, "The future generations are formidable."

"It may be a good thing that such a kid appeared in the Eighth Palace."

Everyone, a word or two, each talking to himself.

But everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yi.

To be precise, it was fixed on Xiao Yi's feet.

For nine days and nine nights, he fought fiercely, and he even reached his limit, but his footsteps never retreated.

Since he started guarding this cherry tree, he has not taken a step back.

Even if his robes are soaked in blood, even if he is scarred, even if he is exhausted, even if there are many cold attacks, he can be avoided by taking a step back.

But... he didn't retreat.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned at the sudden stop of the offensive around him.

It should be a few minutes before the ninth day is completely over.

"Have you given up?" Xiao Yi smiled, "It seems that the account can be settled."

"I can't do it until it's settled, I have to go."

Xiao Yi propped himself on the ground with his sword, the corners of his mouth were covered in blood, but he still showed a hint of pride.

For the past nine days and nine nights, he held on and defended it. Now, he is only waiting for Princess Yingyue to completely finish her breakthrough, and the Saint Sakura Demon Venerable releases the blockade of the space point.

Xia Chuan took a step forward and chuckled, "The bill, you have paid it off; perhaps, we will put it on your head."

Xiao Yi sneered, "It's suddenly easier to talk."

"But it doesn't matter." Xiao Yi shrugged.

"Heh." Gu Lie sneered, "Boy, you seem very proud?"

"It seems that I feel like I'm about to end everything and escape."

"Alas." Tang Zhan shook his head, "Poor, innocent, no, stupid."

Xiao Yi frowned.

A few minutes passed in a flash.

But... this cherry tree has not changed at all; Princess Sakurayue has no sign of breaking through.

"This..." Xiao Yi's eyes were startled.

......

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