Chapter 3474: The Battle of Xiao Yi

Across it, is the Fire Clan Patriarch, the Fire Lord of the world.

"The misty lord."

"Palace Master Xiao Yi."

Huo Jun glanced at the two of them with majestic eyes, "It's not right to interfere with the competition."

Xiao Yi sneered, the killing intent in his eyes was still strong, and the purple electricity was not received.

Seeing this, Huo Jun frowned.

"The Misty Lord." Huo Jun frowned and looked at the Kong clan's patriarch, "Put down your palms."

"Shut up?" The face of the Kong clan's patriarch was extremely ugly, "Huo-Jun, I only ask you, but because you are on good terms with Yandian, you want to favor this evil thief Xiao Yi?"

"My Kong Clan Tianjiao is now seriously injured and his life is in danger..."

Huo Jun interrupted with a cold drink, "Today, all the suzerains and patriarchs of the eight clans and four clans are here, and everyone can see the reason for the sudden change just now."

"Why is this gentleman so selfish?"

"Kong Kong Linghao, the head of the young clan of the Kong clan, was the first to disturb the competition, disregarding the rules, ignoring the iron rules of the Yanlong ranking competition, and now he is seriously injured, what's the matter with others?"

"Be the first to break the rules, and you are not as skilled as others, you deserve to die."

"You..." The Kong Clan Patriarch was furious.

Huo Jun turned a deaf ear, looked at Xiao Yi, and said in a cold voice, "Please also ask Hall Master Xiao Yi to return Kong Ling Hao, don't interfere with the competition, the event needs to start again."

"Yes." Xiao Yi sneered.

Now, he only holds a sword in one hand.

The other hand was holding a piece of tattered robe.

Pulling the palm lightly, a worrisome figure was pulled out from the crack.

That, of course, is Kong Linghao.

However, the current Kong Linghao was burned all over, and he was in a coma, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Xiao Yi flicked his palm, and Kong Linghao's figure was thrown out like a dead dog.

The Kong clan patriarch hurriedly took away the palm that was touching Huo Jun and took Kong Linghao.

Immediately after that, the Kong clan's patriarch was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he gritted his teeth, "The meridians are completely broken, the internal organs are damaged by more than 90%, and the injury is near death..."

Not to mention whether such an injury can be saved.

Even if rescued, I am afraid it will take a long time to recover.

In other words, Kong Linghao had already missed the competition at this event.

"You are so ruthless... evil thief..." The Kong clan's patriarch was already furious.

Huo Jun's eyes turned cold, "If the misty lord insists on fighting, I will accompany him."

"But this gentleman advises, if Kong Linghao's serious injury is not treated in time, he will surely die."

"The Misty Lord should hurry up and ask my Fire Clan Yaojun for help."

When the Kong clan chief heard this, he shuddered at first, and then his anger subsided a little, "Yes, yes, Yaojun is here."

"The strongest alchemist of the past is here. With him, Ling Hao can quickly recover from his injuries."

"Recovery?" Xiao Yi sneered.

"My bang's injury, Yaojun can save it, but it is also difficult."

"I guarantee him to miss this event."

In fact, if the Kong clan's patriarch had reacted so slowly just now, he would have absolute certainty to make this Kong Linghao a cold corpse, not the serious injury he is now.

"Palace Master Xiao Yi." Huo Jun frowned when he heard the words.

Xiao Yi sneered, "If you don't believe me, you can go to find Yaojun."

Xiao Yi looked at the Kong Clan's patriarch coldly, "Misso Kong Clan? The accounts of the previous years were not settled with you."

"You..." The Kong clan's patriarch was about to have a seizure, but the air of Kong Linghao, who was holding his arms, became weaker and weaker.

"Brother Hao." Feng Yan's face changed greatly.

"Let's go." The Kong clan's patriarch didn't say more, he hugged Kong Linghao and walked away into the depths of the Huo clan.

Feng Yini hurriedly followed, but before leaving, she glanced at Xiao Yi resentfully.

Huo Jun glanced at Xiao Yi solemnly, and there was obviously dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't say much, and also flashed away.

In the distance, the fire judge was still stunned.

Xiao Yi glanced at him, "Isn't the winner declared yet?"

The Fire Clan referee reacted and said loudly, "The winner of this battle, the Holy Maiden of the Holy Moon Sect, Xiao Yiyi."

Xiao Yi chuckled and looked at Yiyi, "Madam, let's go back."

"Yeah." Yiyi smiled obediently.

The two of them flashed back to the Eighth Hall to watch the competition.

On the competition stage, the Quartet viewing stage was quiet for a long time.

Everyone's eyes were almost focused on Xiao Yi and Yiyi.

Or to be more precise, it was only gathered on Xiao Yi.

No one denied that the battle just now was extremely exciting.

The first battle was the battle between the two young sect masters, and the battle between the two heavenly daughters of the eight clans and four clans.

It was so intense, it was terrifying.

The fierce confrontation between the ancient Jingyue, the soul-devouring black moon, the infinite magic moon, and the wind of recovery is extremely exciting.

In the eyes and minds of everyone, this wonderful confrontation has always been forgotten.

However, until the Lord of the Eighth Palace made his move... it instantly eclipsed the originally wonderful battle, instantly overwhelmed all the light, and instantly made people forget this wonderful battle.

At that moment, the young patriarch of the Kong clan was severely injured with just one punch.

What kind of monstrous strength is this?

On the competition stage, a new round of competition has already begun.

Another two great geniuses came to power to fight.

However, even though the battle was obviously exciting, everyone present seemed to have no interest in watching it, and were in high spirits.

In my mind, there is always that figure, that punch, that can't go away.

And the female disciples on the stage watching from all sides, looking at Xiao Yi, seemed to have become more scorching and unadorned.

The kind of domineering that suddenly erupted, the kind of domineering that protects his partner, the kind of self-confidence and domineering of the Kong clan's patriarch, one of the four clan chiefs who shook the world, seemed to be more and more provocative, and their heartstrings were beating.

...

Time passed slowly.

to half a day later.

The seventy-six arrogant monsters who have already entered the Yanlong list, the competition between the two is still not over.

Every confrontation, every battle, is extremely exciting and intense.

The lottery that belongs to these seventy-six people is only about half of them now.

In most of the battles, the two sides in the competition are mostly equal in their cultivation bases, and their strengths are on the same level, so there is a stalemate and it is extremely fierce.

until an hour later.

Another round is over.

The fire judge said loudly, "The next battle, Beiyin Palace, Beiyin Invincible, battle..."

No one cares about the words behind the Fire Judge.

No one cares which Tianjiao will play.

Beiyin is invincible, this terrifying monster who has never been defeated among the eight sects and four clans, and the younger generation has never had an opponent... just like an invincible myth of invincibility.

The four words of Beiyin Invincible alone have already covered up all the light.

On the competition stage, there was only a loud bang.

Everyone, only saw the shadow of a long halberd swept past.

The opponent has been knocked off the competition stage.

One move to defeat the enemy, clean and neat.

At this time, the invincible figure of Beiyin on the competition stage had disappeared and returned to the viewing stage.

From the time it fell to the competition platform to the departure, it took less than a few breaths to add up.

This battle, although it happened, seems to have never happened.

...

Another hour later.

The Fire Clan referee said loudly, "The next battle, the Eighth Palace, Xiao Yi, against the Shui Clan, Crystal."

"Crystal?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly, and his figure jumped off the competition stage.

On the Shuizu viewing stage, there is also a young figure, jumping off the competition stage.

The two are facing each other at a distance.

The young man, looking at Xiao Yi, grinned slightly.

Xiao Yi frowned.

It was this person who showed the obscure and inexplicable gaze in the aquarium seat before.

......

Third more.

Update today, finished.