Chapter 821: The Wind Stops, the Battle Breath

The first prince's roar of pain shocked everyone present.

The shocking sword mark actually started from the fist and ran through the entire arm.

The first prince's arm has been abolished.

"Bastard." The first prince's painful cry turned into incomparable anger in the next second.

"You dare to scrap my arm?"

"Death to me."

A violent wind attribute aura suddenly erupted on him.

Bang...a loud bang.

A terrifying hurricane instantly blasted Xiao Yi into the air.

The hurricane blasted Xiao Yi into the air for 100 meters, and the ground turned to dust as he passed along the way.

When the hurricane dissipated, Xiao Yi's figure looked a little embarrassed.

Of course, that's all.

"Secret method." Xiao Yi looked at the eldest prince in the distance.

At this moment, the First Prince's aura soared.

The breath of the half-step Celestial Pole had already reached the Celestial Pole Realm.

Xiao Yi was not surprised at all about this.

The Wind Saint Empire, as the only empire in the Wind Saint region, has been passed down for many years, and it must have exercises, secret methods, etc. that surpass the heavenly rank.

And the first prince, as the most outstanding genius of the Fengsheng royal family, will naturally possess these secret techniques.

Whoosh... The figure of the eldest prince attacked in an instant.

Xiao Yi was about to block it.

The eldest prince snorted coldly, "No wind, Qianren."

On the fist, an inexplicable force suddenly surrounded.

Strength, like the wind but not the wind, is extremely sharp.

Around the fist, it seems like a thousand sharp knives are entangled.

Xiao Yi frowned, and several sword qi instantly condensed in his palm.

The collision of the palm and the fist; the slamming of the sword energy and the sharp blade, the two are in a deadlock.

But next second.

Several sword qi, after all, is a violent impact that is no match for a thousand knives and sharp blades.

The sword energy dissipated, and the fist of the eldest prince slammed heavily.

With a loud bang, Xiao Yi was blasted 100 meters away again.

"Then the little thief Xiao Yi lost to my big brother." The sixth prince's face brightened.

"Eldest Prince, I'll help you." Yu Feng's figure flashed, and he shot instantly.

"I'll come too." Qin Hongyi shouted loudly.

Chu Rou glanced at the two of them, frowned, and didn't make a move.

Whizzing…

Two figures attacked Xiao Yi.

"Frightening Wind Slash." Yu Feng shouted loudly.

An amazing wind blade condensed in his hand.

Frightening Wind Slash, the strongest martial skill inherited from the Frightening Wind Sect, ranks at the peak of the Heavenly Rank.

"cut."

The wind blade came out.

The wind blade, which was originally only a few meters in size, turned into a 100-meter giant blade in an instant, slashing down at Xiao Yi.

The wind blade is fierce and powerful, coupled with the unique sharpness of the wind attribute, its power is amazing.

at the same time.

"Fire is burning dance." Qin Hongyi shouted angrily.

A strange red flame,

Instantly condensed in the hand.

Then, the flames boiled away instantly.

Thousands of blood-colored fiery blades shot out violently, dense but unpredictable.

The fire blade dances like a dance, like burning everything.

"Little thief Xiao Yi, he robbed me of the treasures of the Huoyi Sect at Boiling Volcano a few days ago. It's too deceiving."

"Today in the Holy Land, you must return it a hundredfold."

Huge wind blades and dense fire dances, both of which devoured Xiao Yi in an instant.

"Heh, Xiao Yi thief is defeated." Yu Feng sneered.

"With such a tyrannical attack, he will not die or be disabled." Qin Hongyi's mouth curled into a ruthless smile.

The eldest prince showed a slight joy on his face, but in the next second, his brows wrinkled, "No, he is not dead."

"break."

In the distance, in the midst of the wind and fire, a cold shout came out.

Several shocking sword qi, with domineering meaning, instantly strangled and smashed the wind and fire breath.

The wind and fire dissipated, and Xiao Yi inside was unscathed.

"How is that possible." Yu Feng's expression changed.

"One is the ninth level of the earth, and the other is the eighth." Xiao Yi glanced at Yu Feng and then at Qin Hongyi.

"You are too weak."

"You..." Yu Feng and Qin Hongyi looked awkward at the same time.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure flashed.

He, who had been on the defensive, finally made his move.

call…

Yu Feng and Qin Hongyi couldn't react at all, and their intuition was as if a gust of wind was passing by.

The next second, Xiao Yi appeared before the first prince behind the two of them.

"Hmph." The eldest prince snorted coldly and punched out.

"No wind, thousand miles."

"Dismiss." Xiao Yi snorted softly.

In his hand, a sword energy condensed out.

It was different from the ordinary sword qi that had been condensed at random before; this time, the sword qi had an extremely cold aura.

The icy sword energy flashed past.

The countless sharp blades on the first prince's fist instantly condensed into ice, and then disintegrated under the sword energy.

The sword qi smashed countless sharp blades, but the remaining power remained unabated, bombarding the eldest prince's chest heavily.

"Pfft." The eldest prince spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face changed greatly.

The sword energy that slammed into him made him feel an ice cold like an ice cellar for a moment, as if his blood was freezing.

At the same time, under the icy cold, there was a frighteningly domineering aura.

Before he could fully react, he was instantly blown away under this breath.

"Eldest Prince." Yu Feng exclaimed.

"Xiao Yi little thief, you are presumptuous."

"Little thief Xiao Yi, stop looking down on people." Qin Hongyi shouted angrily.

The sound of 'little thief' made Xiao Yi's face twitch involuntarily.

The two of them are ready to join hands again.

Whoosh... A cold sword energy struck instantly.

Before the two could react, they were instantly frozen under the sword energy.

The eldest prince can block the cold sword energy, but it doesn't mean that the two of them can also block it.

"Either stay obediently, or I will give you no chance to speak again."

Xiao Yi's icy eyes glanced at the two of them.

The voice fell, Xiao Yi flashed, and instantly appeared in front of the first prince who was blown away.

The eldest prince's expression changed, "No wind, Qianren..."

However, before he could make a move, his fist was frozen by a dense frost.

The originally tyrannical and powerful arm was unable to move, and it was said that it had condensed the sharp power from before.

Snapped…

Xiao Yi took his other arm.

"You...what do you want to do..." The eldest prince showed panic for the first time on his arrogant face.

"I said it." Xiao Yi said indifferently, "I have to pay back the favor I owe to the Yufeng City branch."

"You..." The eldest prince had already guessed what Xiao Yi wanted to do, but he had no choice but to show panic.

click...click...click...

Three consecutive clicks.

One arm and two legs of the eldest prince were all frozen by frost.

Once the frost is broken, all his limbs will be crippled.

Xiao Yi's fist was already stretched out.

"Stop...stop." The eldest prince screamed, "Boy, if you dare to punch this punch, just wait for the endless revenge of my Fengsheng royal family."

"Huh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.

"What are you laughing at." The eldest prince gritted his teeth.

"It's nothing." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I just remembered that every time I killed a strong member of your Fengsheng royal family, before they died, they always said the same thing to you."

"Unfortunately, until now, I haven't experienced that kind of revenge."

"In addition, let me remind you again, if you want to kill someone, be prepared to be counter-killed."

After saying that, Xiao Yi's fist slowly fell.

Just at this moment, a crisp voice came faintly.

"The wind stops, the battle rests."

hum…

A Weng Ming resounded throughout the audience.

Xiao Yi's fist was instantly bound, unable to move.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi turned his head and looked at Chu Rou in the distance.

At this moment, Chu Rou is stroking a blue guqin in her hand.

"One of the rare Martial Spirits, the Qin Martial Spirit." Xiao Yi frowned.

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Second more. nt

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