Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 506: Ice Edge Conference, 1st Place

Han Cang, Mu Bing, Feng Huayue and others joined forces to attack Xiao Yi.

The Frost Sword in Xiao Yi's hand appeared out of thin air.

Clang... Chong... Chong...

Xiao Yi's figure moved and turned, and the Frost Sword in his hand easily blocked the siege of the crowd.

With a bang, Han Cang's hand, a burst of ice flames covered his fist, and attacked again.

"Xiao Yi, I wait for the six people to join forces, even the Snow King Kong Ape, and they can't hold up a few moves in our hands."

"Do you think you still have a chance?"

Han Cang sneered, and the Bingyan fist in his hand slammed hard at Xiao Yi.

At the same time, Mu Bing blasted out with all his strength.

In Mu Bing's palm, there seemed to be an extremely mysterious, yet amazingly powerful force that kept lingering in it.

But for a second, this lingering has become a trend of compression.

The incomparably huge power was compressed in the palm of his hand in an instant.

It's not hard to imagine that once Mu Bing's palm hits, the explosive power will be extremely terrifying.

"Xiao Yi, I wanted to fight you fairly."

"It's a pity, the teacher's order is difficult to violate, I'm sorry."

Mu Bing looked apologetic, but still slammed it out with all her strength.

Even if they are the same peak combat power, there are also strong and weak points.

Mu Bing and Han Cang were obviously the strongest among the six.

The two attacked together with one punch and one palm.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, and the Frost Sword in his hand stabbed two swords in a row.

Clang... Clang twice.

The two attacked in their hands and all dissipated.

Xiao Yi was knocked back dozens of meters.

"Hahaha, Xiao Yi, do you only have that kind of strength?" Feng Huayue and the other three attacked Xiao Yi from the rear.

Xiao Yi turned around and waved the Frost Sword.

bang... bang...

Xiao Yi was shaken back dozens of meters again and returned to the original place.

Under these circumstances, Xiao Yi seems to be consumed by these six people until he is seriously injured and defeated.

At this time, Mu Bing and Han Cang attacked together again.

Xiao Yi waved his sword to resist, and frowned as he asked, "The six of you are all geniuses in the extreme cold."

"You join forces, I can understand."

"But all the warriors below join forces, this is absolutely impossible."

There are nearly 1,500 warriors below, and more than half of them are geniuses from various forces.

These people are actually united with the arrogance of the extreme cold land?

This is impossible.

Even if there is one palace, one school and two religions, and the four major forces jointly exert pressure, they will never be able to make all parties compromise.

At this time, Xiao Yi was shaken back again.

In the rear, Feng Huayue and the other four attacked together.

Feng Huayue smiled proudly and said, "Xiao Yi, if someone doesn't want you to be the first, or the Holy Fruit of Bingxin, you won't get it."

"Who?" Xiao Yi waved his sword to resist and asked.

Feng Huayue's face was full of pride, just about to say something.

On the other side, Han Cang snorted coldly, "Feng Huayue, do you want to die? Keep your mouth shut."

Feng Huayue heard the words, her face changed, and she closed her mouth.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Some people don't want to let themselves be the first, don't want to let themselves get the Bingxin Holy Fruit?

And this person can make all parties compromise, all the talented warriors below join forces?

At this time, Han Cang attacked again and said coldly, "Xiao Yi, Bingxin Holy Fruit, which is rare for thousands of years, is the Ninth-Rank Holy Fruit."

"I'll wait for the warriors to take it, and the cultivation base will greatly increase."

"Even if the extreme powerhouse eats it, it will be of great benefit."

"Such a treasure, everyone is greedy."

"You Heavenly Splitting Sword Sect Tianjiao is the strongest participant here."

"We and other forces will naturally join forces to defeat you first."

The reason why this ice edge conference is particularly grand is that it exceeds the previous ones.

It is because it was born with the Bingxin Holy Fruit.

However, Han Cang's current words are obviously not very credible.

Furthermore, Xiao Yi did not think that Han Cang would explain it to himself.

This one, must not be simple.

Xiao Yi frowned and waved his sword gently, knocking Han Cang back.

"It seems that you don't know what to say." Xiao Yi shook his head.

"Why, do you think you can defeat us?" Han Cang sneered.

But the smile came to an abrupt end.

Because, Xiao Yi in his eyes has turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

Another second.

When he reacted, an ice-cold sword with murderous intent had reached his throat.

If it wasn't for Mu Bing, who was beside him, reacting fast enough, and shaking the cold sword with one palm, I'm afraid he would be a dead person by now.

"What a fast speed, what a terrifying sword, this is the legendary Youyun Killing Sword?" Han Cang's face turned pale.

At this time, Han Cang had no time to be surprised.

Because, Mu Bing's help just now, in exchange, was Xiao Yi's next strike, and he couldn't avoid it in time.

Clang a sword cry.

The Frost Sword was heavily draped over Mu Bing's expression.

Mu Bing was directly blasted away, and fell directly outside the competition stage.

Without Mu Bing, Han Cang alone could not stop Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword.

After all, Han Cang was at the peak of his combat power, so he could dodge the key points.

But in the end, like Mu Bing, he was blasted to the ground and fell straight outside the competition platform.

Afterwards, Xiao Yi turned around and swung a few sword qi at random, hitting Feng Huayue and the others.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, the four Feng Huayue were just like ants.

With a few sword qi, he could kill them if he could; if he couldn't, Xiao Yi didn't bother to pursue them.

Bang bang bang bang... Four explosions in a row.

The four Feng Huayue were also blasted away and fell outside the competition stage.

Xiao Yi didn't take a second glance, his figure flashed, and he came to Zhong Wuyou and the others.

The siege of nearly 1,500 people could not help Zhong Wuyou and others.

But these people chose the way of wheel battle, and they continued to consume, which just made Zhong Wuyou and others repeatedly lose the wind.

The arrival of Xiao Yi immediately relieved everyone's disadvantage.

Outside the competition platform.

Han Cang and the others had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

"Damn, is that guy a monster, how can he be so strong?"

Mu Bing's face was pale.

"The age is the same as mine, but the strength is stronger than the leader."

"How can there be such a monster in this world."

Han Cang, Mu Bing and other six people had complicated expressions.

In mid-air, the Great Elder Ice Palace, who was the referee of this fight, his face changed constantly.

Looking at Xiao Yi, his eyes were full of horror.

Of course, he still quickly announced the ranking.

"One thousand four hundred and seventy-nine, Mu Bing."

"One thousand four hundred and seventy-eight, Han Cang."

"The former four hundred and seventy-seventh, Fenghuayue."

"..."

At the same time, the number of people on the competition stage was still drastically decreasing.

And this comes from a figure on the competition stage.

The steps of the figure are extremely delicate and elegant like clouds.

The figure flashed by, like a white cloud fluttering.

Every time a step is passed, one person is blasted off the competition stage.

In a short period of time, nearly a hundred people have been defeated by his sword.

It was Xiao Yi.

In midair, the mouth of the Ice Palace Great Elder moved quickly, his face extremely ugly.

"One thousand three hundred and forty-eight, the frost is endless."

"One thousand three hundred and forty-seven, Hua Zijie."

"One thousand three hundred and forty-six, Xu Pobing."

"..."

The mouth of the Ice Palace elder moved quickly for ten minutes.

During this period, it did not stop for half a minute.

At this time, there were only seven people left on the huge competition stage.

All of them come from...Splitting Heaven Sword Sect!

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