Chapter 2865: Palace Lord, Let's Go First

"Eighth Palace." Liuheng Yaojun's face was ugly, and the majestic tone in his mouth turned into a solemn fear for the first time.

Especially the old man in front of him, the current head of the Asura Hall, and the number one human being in physical cultivation today.

No one dared to say that he would be able to win in a single fight, not even the Monarch of the Demon Realm.

He was even convinced that if he was willing to use the strongest law of clearance at the cost of falling, he could kill any strong person or even all the strong people present, but he would never be able to kill the first person in physical cultivation.

"Haha." The main hall master of Shura chuckled, "A group of old demons and demons, in this place that is only a billion miles away from the edge of the demon domain, such a big move."

"Is it true that we are all blind?"

Liuheng Yaojun squinted, "So what if you come? We are restrained, and the eight of you can't tell the difference."

Liuheng Yaojun glanced below his eyes, "That kid, he is still certain to die."

Below, Xiao Yi's figure had already been surrounded by the army of millions of monsters.

The main hall master of Shura followed his gaze, his eyes, as before, were as deep and thoughtful, "A group of cats and dogs, no matter how many they are, can't stop our successors."

"Your successor? That's the old man's..." In the distance, the mad lion Lao Yaozun subconsciously shouted, but his tone suddenly became stagnant, and his face became ugly and inexplicable.

...

Below, in the dense army of endless monsters, the two dragon-feather ice falcons seemed to have lost their original charm, and they walked through with all their strength.

The dragon's might on his body has disappeared, and he can't directly disperse the surrounding monsters.

At the same time, the backlash and injuries suffered by Long Yu Bing Falcon have long been close to the limit, and now even the breath is more than 90% weaker.

"Don't force it." Xiao Yi patted the Long Yu Bing Falcon under him and whispered.

bang...

In Xiao Yi's hands, an amazing flame condensed, and the two flame cranes stood firmly on the two dragon feather ice falcons.

Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold.

Although I don't know what kind of demon clan formation the old demon venerables and demon venerables have joined together just now,

But obviously the two Long Yu Ice Falcons were extremely uncomfortable, and their injuries broke out completely.

Letting the two dragon feather ice falcons hold up again is like letting a warrior who has been injured on the verge of death burn his life to support the battle.

"Next, just leave it to me, you can fly normally." Xiao Yi said.

The black gas surrounding the two dragon feather ice falcons, and the black gas vortex, have disappeared.

A large piece of Golden Crane Sacred Yan, in turn blessed them, stabilizing their injuries.

The Jin Yan Sacred Fire is the fire of martial arts, and it can work on any creature, even monsters.

On the side, the old Yaozun Sheng Ying's face suddenly changed, "You just recovered not much energy, and you still spent a lot of condensed flames on these two evil beasts..."

Xiao Yi interrupted in a cold voice, "Old Yaozun is seriously injured, and now he has no combat power, so he doesn't have to take action, just leave it to me."

The frosty coldness on Xiao Yi's body had disappeared, and in its place was a divine sword exuding purple lightning in his hand.

Pentium thunder and lightning, there is no enemy in one hand.

But after only a dozen breaths, the blocker ahead stopped the flight of the two dragon feather ice falcons.

"Fifty demon masters, eighteen commanders." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

"Boy Xiao Yi."

"Leave."

Two complicated voices spit out from the wild lion demon master and Wuyue Siming.

"I'm sorry." The wild lion demon lord's eyes turned cold, "At the order of the demon lord, you will die here today."

"What nonsense are you talking to him, kill him." The hundred-footed demon lord snorted coldly, killing intent awe-inspiring.

A group of demon masters and Si Ming came under siege in an instant.

Xiao Yi clenched Zidian in his hand and jumped off the Long Yu Bing Falcon, one person and one sword, guarding two falcons and one demon.

In his current state, his combat power is at the level of the mad lion demon master.

Today's fierce battle, he is ready to lose half of his life to force out of the demon realm.

whoosh…

The figure of the mad lion demon lord came first, with a violent palm, only a few points weaker than the demon lord.

"Twenty-four ice breaking." Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword.

Twenty-four sword shadows, layer upon layer.

Kaka Kaka…

The mad lion demon master passed the palm of his hand, and the sword intent collapsed one after another.

This is the strength of the mad lion demon master.

By the twenty-fourth sword, the mad lion demon master could smash through the sword shadows of the twenty-three swords, and the power of the palm of his hand was only stopped.

boom…

The lion hand collided heavily with the Purple Electric Excalibur.

Two gigantic forces erupted suddenly, the lion demon master was shocked back dozens of steps, Xiao Yi did not step back and ate the gigantic force, but he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The mad lion demon master was shaken back, but at the same time, the powerful demon clan who attacked at the same time were densely packed.

No month of life, followed closely.

That Bai Zesu hand slammed heavily towards Xiao Yi's head.

Xiao Yi's face was ugly, he might not be able to dodge this palm, but he could only force his side to give it a try.

The palm of Wuyue Siming came in an instant, but when it was about to hit Xiao Yi, he gritted his teeth and forcibly withdrew a trace of palm strength, slowing down a bit.

Xiao Yi managed to dodge, and Wuyue Siming's palm brushed past him.

"Thank you." Xiao Yi secretly said, if this palm is hit, it won't kill him, but at least it will end with serious injuries.

laugh…

Before Xiao Yi could stand still, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, only subconsciously twisted his body, and his body instinctively avoided.

In front of him, an old man with a stinging face, his hands like the claws of a thousand-footed centipede, slashed across his chest fiercely.

The old man's hands were scarlet, and Xiao Yi's chest was dripping with blood.

"The Lord of the Eighth Hall? The first evildoer? The Demon King Senluo?" The old man sneered, "I want you to pay for the revenge of killing my grandson."

The old man hit Xiao Yi's throat with both hands.

"Hundred-footed Demon Lord?" Xiao Yi sneered, the Purple Lightning Divine Sword delicately drawn in front of him, easily blocking his claws.

"roll."

A sword slashed out, knocking the hundred-footed demon master back.

For a time, Xiao Yi was surrounded by swords and shadows, forcing the surrounding siege.

"Boy." The old Yaozun Shengying had an ugly face, "Now that you are unstoppable in battle strength, your Yuan strength is insufficient, and your swordsmanship skills are astonishing, and it will eventually be difficult to defend against the siege of countless powerhouses."

"Don't worry about us, you alone will definitely have the strength to escape."

"No need to say more." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, holding the sword in one hand, and the sword shadow danced non-stop.

Despite being surrounded by countless sieges, no one could break through the sword shadow, hurting the two dragon feather ice falcons and the old demon lord Shengying who were surrounded by the sword shadow.

"Long Yu, keep flying." Xiao Yi said, "I'll force it out."

The old Yaozun Shengying gritted his teeth, "I suddenly understand why you can hold the awakening of Yingyue."

Xiao Yi was silent. In his current state, it was already the limit to support the siege of the fifty demon masters and the eighteen commanders, and it was unknown how long he could last.

In this tone, he will hold on.

Exactly at this time.

In the distance, four figures turned into four strands of icy ice and snow, blowing rapidly.

"Palace Master."

Frozen all the way through the ice and snow.

The monsters blocking the road, the powerful monsters, and the instant ice sculptures.

A heavy sword came first, and it was like a broken bamboo, breaking the siege of the fifty demon masters.

A figure, like the wind, came to Xiao Yi's side in an instant.

"Senior Xia?" Xiao Yi was surprised.

The person here is Xia Yifeng.

And the epee that swept across the front was Lu Long.

Whizzing…

Two more figures came later, "Palace Master, let's go first."

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First more.

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