Chapter 2994: Battle Saint Monarch

"It's better to say that you are useless, and you couldn't protect Yiyi back then."

Shengjun stopped his steps and looked directly at Xiao Yi with cold eyes.

Xiao Yi's heart suddenly squinted, and he narrowed his eyes.

Listening to the words of Shengjun, it seems that there will be another battle.

However, with his current strength, he is not afraid at all.

The holy monarch looked indifferent, and said coldly, "It was like this in the past, and it is impossible to guarantee that you will not be like this now and in the future."

"If you can't protect Yiyi, what qualifications do you have for letting her go?"

"You want to take her away from my Holy Moon Sect? Yes, just defeat her."

defeat?

Xiao Yi sneered, "Accompany you at any time...what?"

Xiao Yi suddenly reacted, "I defeated Yiyi?"

Xiao Yi was startled, and quickly glanced at Yiyi, "The ninth-level peak cultivation base of the Holy Venerable Realm? This..."

Yes, the current Yiyi has reached the pinnacle of the ninth level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

In terms of the number of complete martial arts under control, although it still cannot reach the category of the main hall master, it is still a long way from that level.

But the cultivation base is definitely at the level of the four major guardians of the Ice Palace, such as Xia Yifeng and Lu Long.

Xiao Yi felt it carefully.

He didn't feel wrong.

If the cultivation base is heavy and the Yuan force is strong, it is naturally incomparable to the precipitation of the four guardians of the Ice Palace over the long years.

But the cultivation level is absolutely level.

"My God..." Xiao Yi's face twitched.

He has gone through thousands of hardships, and he has also obtained the chance of Yuan Li, the ancestor of the spirit wood, and now he is only the ninth-level cultivation base of the Holy Venerable Realm.

From the peak of the ninth level, the height of the gas spring in the body exceeds 90%, and it is still a long distance to the 100% overflow.

"Hmph." Yue Zun Wusheng snorted coldly,

"a shame."

"Let's start." Shengjun snorted coldly.

"Prove that your strength is better than Yiyi, prove that you are useful, I can let you take Yiyi away."

"Otherwise, where to come, where to go."

Xiao Yiqing smiled coldly.

The smile fell for a moment, and the figure suddenly burst.

The Star Chopping Sword, condensed out of thin air.

The body of the sword took the three saints straight away.

The sage's eyes were cold, and his face was full of contempt and disdain, "Why, you are so angry, can't you be arrogant?"

Yuezun Martial Saint sneered disdainfully, "That's all you can do?"

"No." Xiao Yi sneered, "I just think that in a fight with Yiyi, I might as well defeat you guys and prove that I'm better than you."

"Yiyi stays in your Holy Moon Sect, it's better to follow me."

"Crazy." Shengjun snorted coldly, and his aura exploded instantly.

"Yellow-haired child, you are beyond your own power." Yue Zun Wusheng's tone was cold.

Xiao Yi was silent.

Boom...boom...boom...boom...boom...

Five rays of starlight descended from the sky, and after falling on the Xingxing Sword, they instantly turned into little stars and sprinkled all over Xiao Yi's body.

"The three of you, let's go together." Xiao Yi pointed coldly, and the sword pointed directly at the three of them.

"Crazy." He shouted three times in a row.

The three figures shot out instantly.

The first to arrive is the Holy Monarch.

With a fierce momentum, the saint slammed out with all his strength.

Before the palm of his hand came, a ray of moonlight had broken through Xiao Yi's sword power and forced Xiao Yi to come.

The imposing manner of the emperor's cultivation base is so terrifying.

Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword, and the sword was fierce.

boom…

The palm and the sword collided instantly.

Holy Monarch, only the palm of the body, but not afraid of the edge of the sword, the moonlight in the palm is fierce and fierce.

However, Xiao Yi's sword was even thicker and fiercer.

Bang...a loud bang.

Xiao Yi remained motionless.

The Holy Monarch was knocked back a few steps.

Boom... Yuezun Martial Saint's full palm came after him.

Xiao Yi pointed out, "Ghosts and gods pointed sharply."

Under the blessing of astonishing soul power, the power of ghosts and gods pointed to the extreme.

Fingertips, only touch the old palm.

Yue Zun Wusheng's pupils shrank, and before he could react, he had been slammed back dozens of steps.

"King realm combat power?"

The elder Shengyue came last, and his face changed suddenly, and the figure who was attacking with all his strength stopped in a hurry, "Boy, don't bang this old man..."

Xiao Yi chuckled lightly, the Xingxing Sword's edge was downwards, and the body of the sword vibrated lightly, and the Great Elder Shengyue, who would not be able to stop his figure in the future, was slightly shaken back a few steps.

Xiao Yi withdrew his gaze, and instead of looking at Martial Saint Yuezun and Great Elder Shengyue, he looked directly at Saint Monarch.

"What a strong combat power." Xiao Yi was secretly surprised.

In the sudden collision just now, he can already be sure that the strength of the Holy Monarch is definitely far beyond that of Xiaojianjun.

In the past, he made judgments based on the comparison of the breath of the Holy Monarch and the main hall master.

The cultivation base of the Holy Monarch is indeed stronger than that of the main hall master, but it is not much stronger.

But now, the strength of the Holy Monarch has completely exceeded his expectations.

If the battle continues, I am afraid that he will have to use all means.

And the outcome, he could not predict for the time being.

"Boy." Shengjun shouted violently, "If you can take this palm from Lao Shen, Lao Shen will not stop you."

"Da Jiyue Palm?" Yiyi's face changed, "Master, don't..."

Xiao Yi shook his head slightly, "Don't be afraid."

boom…

The world suddenly stopped.

The whole world seems to be a place of white moon.

In mid-air, a huge white full moon was beautiful and extremely cold, but it was extremely mysterious and oppressive.

Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword.

A little bit of starlight filled the air in an instant, blasting the white full moon.

However, in this round and white moon, the dazzling starlight actually seemed fragile and could not be shaken in the slightest.

"Break it for me." Xiao Yi snorted coldly.

wow…

Thousands of starlights suddenly gather together.

Each of the two starlights formed a starlight wandering dragon, and the two starlight wandering dragons collided with the huge white moon.

Boom...boom...

roar... roar...

Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

Xingguang Youlong was only at a stalemate with this round of Jiyue.

"Broken." Xiao Yi shouted violently.

The two starlight wandering dragons met in an instant.

Between the intersections, the original muddy blended together, instantly turning into a giant mammoth.

The giant elephant and mammoth rushed past, and the huge moon wheel collapsed.

Starlight, scatters the moon sea, and disperses little by little.

Yuehai was disintegrated by the impact and disappeared.

The world, which was still and frozen, returned to normal in an instant.

"It's a bit of a skill." Shengjun nodded slightly, his face was displeased, "Go away."

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, and intuitively told him that Shengjun had not done his best.

Of course, he has not yet Xiao Yi.

This isn't a life-and-death battle after all.

"Farewell." Xiao Yi cupped his hands and pulled Yiyi.

Yiyi nodded and bowed to the three of them, "Master, Senior Yuezun, Great Elder..."

"Go, don't be too polite." Shengjun squeezed out a rare smile.

Elder Shengyue chuckled lightly.

Whizzing…

Xiao Yi took Yiyi and left in the air, and disappeared in the distance in an instant.

In the distance, Xiao Yi paused slightly and glanced back.

His eyes suddenly looked to the deeper part of the Holy Moon Sect after Zongmen Square.

"What a strong breath." Xiao Yi frowned.

This breath is hidden and undisclosed, secretive to the extreme, and ethereal to the extreme.

The intensity of this breath definitely surpassed the three Saint Monarchs in Zongmen Square.

When he first arrived at the Holy Moon Sect, he did not perceive this aura.

This time, with his current cultivation strength, he felt it, and it was very real.

"Master?" Yiyi was slightly puzzled.

"Oh, nothing." Xiao Yi chuckled, squinted his eyes, then withdrew his gaze and flew away with Yiyi Yukong, out of the Holy Moon Sect.

...

Holy Moon Sect, Zongmen Square.

The three saints were just about to turn around and leave.

Whoosh...a figure appeared out of thin air.

That is an old man.

The faces of the three of them changed.

The old man, ignoring the three of them, looked at the sword power remaining in the air, "Amazing."

"At such a young age, he has such strength, such a realm of swordsmanship."

The old man's gaze finally turned to the three of them, "That little girl just now is this generation of saintess from my Holy Moon Sect?"

The sage held his hand proudly and said nothing.

Martial Saint Yuezun, Great Elder Shengyue, bent down slightly, "Yes."

"Heh." The old man chuckled, "Yes, very good..."

The old man's lips were wriggling, and the words behind were so ethereal that it was difficult to hear them clearly, but the faces of the three Holy Monarchs suddenly changed drastically.

"No." Shengjun's face turned cold.

"Saint, she is still young." Elder Shengyue's face became anxious.

The old man's face was cold, "So what?"

"She is cultivated by my Holy Moon Sect, enjoys my Holy Moon Sect's resources, and has my Holy Moon Sect's martial arts guidance and inheritance."

"Now, he was taken away for nothing? There is no benefit to my Holy Moon Sect?"

The old man's lips were squirming again, but his face was extremely cold.

The Great Elder Shengyue trembled in an instant.

The holy monarch's face was cold, "Why should Yiyi be involved in the grievances between you and Senior Moon Emperor?"

Yuezun Wusheng frowned, "Yiyi is a junior after all, and you..."

The old man looked angry, "In the Holy Moon Sect, it's not your turn to teach the old man."

The holy monarch said in a solemn tone, "Now, this monarch is the suzerain of the Holy Moon Sect."

"If you insist on hitting Yiyi's idea, I don't mind..."

The sage has not finished speaking yet.

"Huh." A cold snort.

"Pfft." The three saints spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Holy Monarch gritted his teeth, "The kid who took Yiyi away is the current Lord of the Eighth Palace, you should know very well..."

The old man interrupted coldly, "My Holy Moon Sect, it's not a place where she comes and leaves when she wants to; it's not a place where he takes people away when he says to take them away."

"The Lord of the Eighth Hall?" The old man smiled coldly, "He will soon be gone."

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