Chapter 3743: The Confidence of the Past Six Months

boom…

Xiao Yi raised his sword again.

Before the sword moved, a monstrous sword pressure was already overwhelming the sky with Xiao Yi's figure.

Above the sky, Eight Heavenly Monarch's complexion changed drastically.

"What a strong sword pressure." Shengyue Tianjun frowned.

"Even Balong Suotian can't trap this child?" Piaomiao Tianjun frowned.

"Eight dragon locks the sky, I don't know how many thousands of years it has not been used." Jinhuo Tianjun said solemnly.

"But even in the ancient times, dealing with those earth-shattering creatures has never failed." Liuhe Tianjun's tone was full of shock.

Like the Eight Jue is the strongest means of the Eight Temples.

The Eight Dragons Locking the Sky is the most mysterious and unpredictable method of their Tianyuan realm.

However, the Eight Dragons Locking the Heavens method actually only trapped this young sword cultivator for a few minutes?

"Humph." Above the sky, Xiao Yi looked at Ba Tianjun flatly and snorted coldly.

"Eight dragons are locked in the sky, it's amazing to be able to trap me for a few minutes."

Yes, even after the normal battle, there are many changes, but in reality, it has lasted for a few minutes.

From the action of the eight chief hall masters, the limit of the eight extremes, to the appearance of the Fen Jue Great Array, it dissipated.

Xiao Yi was only trapped for a few minutes.

"Even if I don't get out of trouble, Tianjun Gu Yuan will take the initiative to dissipate the dragon flames later and let me get out of trouble."

"Isn't it?"

Xiao Yi sneered and looked at Gu Yuantian jokingly.

"Gu Yuan Tianjun?" All the heavenly monarchs, except Beiyin Tianjun, all looked at Gu Yuantianjun in astonishment.

Gu Yuan Tianjun's face was gloomy and cold, and he did not speak.

Xiao Yi stared at Gu Yuantianjun coldly, "Although I don't know the reason."

"But if I'm not wrong, you've calculated me from the beginning to the end,

Including everything today, including wanting me to watch the main hall of Fengsha die, watching the people I cherish fall, watching my former friends die one by one, but it's just to make me go crazy. "

"I'll do what you want!"

Xiao Yi glanced at Tianjun Wuhei again, "Although I don't know why you know that the Lord of the Wilderness has a blue feather in my hand."

"But the Lord of the Wilderness told me that he can't kill you either."

"So it doesn't matter whether he comes today or not."

"Because... I can kill you!"

This was the last sentence that Xiao Yi spit out.

Zidian, this time completely moved.

"Crazy." Piaomiao Tianjun coldly shouted, "Hundreds of families, quickly kill this son."

The ancestors of the hundreds of families shot in an instant.

The momentum is as fierce, fierce, and domineering as before.

Compared to before, at this moment, they are more confident.

Instead of facing the eight subversives of the Eight Absolutes, the ancestors of the hundreds of schools fought each other; this time, facing only one person, it was enough to kill the son of a hundred schools as one.

The alliance of the ancestors of the hundreds of families has almost no solution.

Xiao Yi shot with a sword in an instant, and the ancestors of the hundred families also flickered instantly, and surrounded Xiao Yi with an extremely mysterious force.

At this moment, Xiao Yi was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and the dense figures around him looked like a wolf.

Chong…

The Seven Killing Swordsman pointed his sharp sword coldly, "Bin hands and bow down."

"Eight of the eight peaks are still unable to kill us in a short time."

"If there is only one person who is besieged by our hundred families, then the only way to die is the emperor's combat power."

"You have no chance."

"You..." Xiao Yi spit out a ferocious voice, "The most annoying thing to me."

"Looking for death." Seven Kills Sword Master snorted coldly, "Shoot."

The ancestors of a hundred families rose up at the same time.

Xiao Yi also went berserk in an instant.

Qiang... Zidian, took the Seven Kills Sword Lord and left.

"Hmph." Seven Kills Sword Master snorted coldly, "Jian Xiu?"

"Six kills, breaking the sky." Xiao Yi's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"What?" The Seven Kills Swordsman looked shocked when he saw Xiao Yi's disappearing figure and the familiar means.

Chong…

The Purple Lightning Divine Sword instantly arrived in front of the Seven Killing Swordsman.

That kind of piercing sword is not as skilled as the Seven Kills Sword Master before, but it is equally fierce, and it seems to be more deadly and unexpected when used in battle.

The Seven Killing Swordsman only had time to subconsciously swing his sword in front of him.

The dignified seven-kill swordsman is an invincible swordsman after all. He has extraordinary skills in kendo. He seems to be blocking with a single sword, but he blocks all his vital positions, and also blocks the angle from which Xiao Yi strikes the sword.

However, in the ears of the Seven Kills Sword Master, there was a ferocious voice, "Three kills, enter the soul".

The Purple Lightning Divine Sword does not have to break through the defense of this sword at all, but to confront this Seven Killing Sword head-on.

From the tip of the sword to the body of the sword, the body of the Seven Killing Sword trembled suddenly, and the Seven Killing Sword Lord only felt his body tremble, his eyes were blurred, his mind trembled, and he fell into a trance in an instant.

For a moment before he lost his mind, the horror in his eyes was extremely intense.

This sword, he couldn't be more clear, was the third kill of his seven killing methods, entering the soul, using the power of the sword to severely damage the opponent's spiritual consciousness.

The opponent loses his mind for a moment, and the next sword is to take the enemy's life for a moment.

However, this time, he himself fell into such a situation.

He even anticipated the fate of his body being separated.

really.

Xiao Yi swept across with a sword, and took the head of the Seven Killing Swordsmen.

"Seven Killing Swordsmen, be careful." Bukong Mengjun exclaimed, his hands outstretched, and a force of Dream Dao rushed out, "Mengkong."

Xiao Yi reacted in an instant, and the sweeping momentum of the purple electricity was stopped in an instant, and the sword slashed straight, "Mengkong."

The sword came out, the sound of the sword curled, and the sword power turned into a dream sound, and it swept out in an overwhelming force.

The sound of the two dreams collided, and the former was instantly shattered by the impact.

Bukong Mengjun hadn't even reacted, and he was already engulfed by the dream method transformed by this sword sound, and his eyes were lost.

whoosh…

An absolute wind flashed in front of Xiao Yi in an instant.

In front of Xiao Yi, the figure of the Seven Killing Swordsmen also disappeared.

boom…

At the same time, a fierce and violent force bombarded.

"Four virtual halberds." Jiyi Dao monarch shouted violently.

Xiao Yi slashed out with a backhand sword, "Four virtual swordsmanship."

"Fantasy wind and fire, four illusory thoughts!"

bang bang bang bang...

A huge sword qi bombarded out, on the sword, the soul path, the phantom path, the wind path, and the phantom path, the four extreme intentions intertwined, and then all the sword qi was gathered, so that the power of the sword qi increased dozens of times.

Jiyi Daojun's pupils shrank, "How is it possible, this gentleman's arbitrary method?"

whoosh…

Behind Xiao Yi, a figure appeared strangely, pointing out with two fingers, pointing directly at the key point of Xiao Yi's back.

"Ghosts are sharp."

The figure's finger is enough to instantly point Xiao Yi out of the flesh.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi stepped forward, his body was half bent, and his backhand was also a finger, "Ghosts and gods are sharp."

Xiao Yishuang pointed out, and when he pointed, the sword energy lingered.

The four fingers of both hands collided, Xiao Yi's finger was even more sharp, and the old man's pupils shrank, "How is it possible, this old man's ghostly finger is sharp..."

Kaka…

The old man's two fingers were suddenly broken, and a destructive force burst out from Xiao Yi's fingertips, hitting the old man's arm.

"Pfft." The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly retracted his fingers.

"Ghosts, Gods, Daojun." Surrounded, exclaimed again and again.

"Zhantian Palm." An old man came in an instant, and with a palm, it was maddening to the sky.

Xiao Yi retracted his fingertips and blasted out a sword, "Sword of Earthquake."

"How is it possible, my Tang family's Zhantian Zhangdao."

Boom... The old man was blown away by a sword.

"Zhantian Daojun." He exclaimed again.

Chong…

That purple electric sword, that sword-wielding figure, at this moment became a nightmare of 'horror' for everyone present!

"How is it possible, the means of our hundred schools..." The ancestors of the hundreds of schools were horrified.

on the sky.

Supreme Heavenly Monarch narrowed his eyes, watching the battle that was completely crushing.

"It turns out that the martial arts were completely destroyed and the cultivation base was completely lost, but it gave him the opportunity to integrate his own mixed methods into the swordsmanship in the process of rebuilding."

"Breaking and standing, not only makes the footprints that have to be re-walked more solid, but also makes him more aware of the martial arts and methods he has acquired along the way.

"The ancestors of the hundred families are about to lose!"

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Third more.

Update today, finished.

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