Chapter 875: Feng Sheng Tian Jiao

Dozens of black-clothed warriors came under siege.

There are all the strong people in the Celestial Realm, and the strong ones reach the third and fourth levels of the Celestial Pole.

The leader is a 5th-level Heavenly Pole powerhouse.

Xiao Yiyi was not afraid.

In the air, a cold white sword shadow flashed suddenly.

The sword shadow fell, and there was a frost bloodstain on the throats of the dozen or so warriors.

In Xiao Yi's hands, I don't know when, the Blizzard Sword has changed into the Leng Yan Sword.

Dozens of black-clothed warriors, the figures that came quickly, instantly stiffened in place.

The next second, chi... chi... chi...

The frost on the throat dissipated, and a column of blood burst out.

Dozens of black-clothed warriors fell to the ground and died.

In Xiao Yi's perception, there are many black-clothed warriors coming from all directions in the distance.

If you guessed correctly, the dead silence on his arm, the Beiyin Palace warrior must have some means to track and perceive it.

Otherwise, when he was in the dangerous area of ​​​​the volcano, it was very far away from the dangerous area of ​​​​the mist, and it was impossible for the Beiyin Palace warrior to find him.

The same is true in this vast forest, and Beiyin Palace warriors can more clearly perceive the breath of the Silent Seal.

Of course, Xiao Yi was not afraid to fight them.

Only, there are other things to do now.

Therefore, he did not stop to fight on the spot, but quickly flew away with Cheng Suyan in his arms.

When he was over the forest before, he said 'them', not 'she'.

It was because he not only sensed Cheng Suyan's breath at that time, but also several other familiar breaths.

And now, he is rushing in the direction of these breaths.

Now, in the entire vast forest, battles are breaking out everywhere.

In the entire forest, the sound of battles and howls could be heard everywhere; a strong smell of blood wafted in the air.

It is not difficult to imagine that the battles that take place everywhere must be extremely fierce.

The appearance of the Beiyin Palace warrior made Xiao Yi frown.

When he was in the fog and danger before, the warriors of Beiyin Palace intercepted the past Tianjiao.

Here, it is intercepting the arrogance of the past, and black-clothed warriors are still appearing in groups.

Xiao Yi frowned. Although he didn't know what was going on, an inexplicable sense of crisis was surging into his heart.

swoosh...swish...swish...

The figure leaped down at an astonishingly fast speed.

After a few minutes, Xiao Yi finally found Li Fengxing following his sense of breath.

Yes, one of the familiar breaths belongs to Li Fengxing.

At this moment, Li Fengxing was also fighting fiercely with a black-clothed warrior.

His opponent is a 5th-level Heavenly Pole powerhouse.

Li Fengxing is indeed a strong man cultivated by the Lord of the Wind Palace since childhood, and his combat power is extremely extraordinary.

However, the fourth-level Celestial Pole cultivation base was stunned to suppress the black-clothed warrior of the fifth-level Celestial Pole to retreat.

It's just that there is a sixth prince of the eighth-level cultivation base beside him.

The sixth prince was fighting with several black-clothed warriors from the first level of the sky.

No, to be precise, Li Fengxing defended the sixth prince while fighting multiple black-clothed warriors with his own strength.

If not, I am afraid that Li Fengxing has already ended the battle.

"Boy, your combat strength is good, but protecting the oil bottle, you will surely die." The fifth-layer black-clothed warrior headed that day sneered.

"Presumptuous, do you dare to say that this prince drags the oil bottle?" The sixth prince's face was extremely ugly.

Li Fengxing's face was cold, and while fighting with guns, he asked in a cold voice, "Where are you holy?"

"I am the master of the Fengsha Temple. You encircle and assassinate me, so you are not afraid of the anger of my Fengsha Temple?"

"Jie Jie." The leading black-clothed warrior laughed grimly, "Although Fengsha Temple is one of the Eight Ancient Temples, it's not as big as hands and eyes, and we're not afraid."

"Besides, you are all dead today, who knows what's going on here?"

"You..." Li Fengxing's expression changed.

Although his strength is strong, he has never been able to get out of trouble with the sixth prince.

Continuing to fight like this, with one enemy, the Yuan force will be consumed too quickly.

Once the Yuan force is exhausted, the two of them are in danger.

Just at this moment, a cold white sword intent stabbed straight ahead like a shock.

The sword fell, and the black-clothed warriors died in response.

"Huh?" Li Fengxing's face changed, and when he could see who was coming, he was shocked again, "Xiao Yi."

"Why are you here, didn't you set off for Central Territory more than two months ago?"

Xiao Yi chuckled and said, "I would like to ask you guys why you are here."

"Stop talking nonsense." The sixth prince scolded, "My eldest brother and the others are still fighting elsewhere, go and help them."

The chuckle on Xiao Yi's face suddenly turned into indifference, "Why, are you ordering me?"

"Hmph, this prince..." The sixth prince looked arrogant and was about to say something.

Li Fengxing scolded, "Shut up."

After that, Li Fengxing bowed his hands to Xiao Yi and said, "Deacon Xiao Yi, I'm here to help you."

"However, the First Prince, Yu Feng, Sect Master Kuanglan and others are afraid that they are also in danger now. The situation is not good. I ask for your help."

Li Fengxing was called the 'deacon'.

Xiao Yi is the deacon of the Shura Palace.

Li Fengxing is the main hall of the Wind Temple Hall.

In the Holy Wind Region, the relationship between the two halls is quite good.

"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded.

Li Fengxing was the master disciple of the Palace of Wind, so Xiao Yi could save him naturally.

Others, to Xiao Yi, have nothing to do with it.

However, since Li Fengxing asked for help in the name of Fengshadian, Xiao Yi helped him within the scope of his ability.

swoosh...swish...swish...

A group of people jumped up quickly.

Xiao Yi looked for the breath of perception, and found the first prince and others after a while.

At this moment, the first prince, Yu Feng, Chu Rou, Sect Master Kuanglan, Qin Hongyi and other five people are also fighting fiercely with a group of black-clothed warriors.

Looking at the situation of the battle, it was clear that, apart from Sect Master Kuang Teng, the veteran first-level warrior of the Heavenly Realm, and Chu Rou, the others were not opponents at all.

The eight top talents in the last Fengji Conference, the eight most outstanding talents in the Fengsheng region, are gathered here at this moment.

Whoosh... A cold white sword shadow flashed by.

Sword fell, dozens of black-clothed warriors died in an instant, and the bloodstains on the throat were extremely eye-catching.

"Huh?" The eldest prince and others were shocked when they saw the person coming, "Xiao Yi? Why are you here?"

"Xiao Yi little thief." Qin Hongyi's face turned cold.

"Young thief?" A trace of surprise and slight joy flashed in Chu Roumei's eyes.

"Don't talk about it yet." Li Fengxing said in a deep voice, "It was Deacon Xiao Yi who took action just now and rescued me and the sixth prince."

"Now this vast forest is full of these mysterious black-clothed warriors. Let's leave here first."

"Okay." The group nodded.

A group of people, Yukong flew up and was about to leave.

Over the forest, a transparent barrier suddenly appeared.

In the barrier, the black gas is faint and terrifying.

Bang... A group of people were instantly bounced back to the ground.

"What a strong barrier, at least it has reached the late stage of the Celestial Realm." The expressions of the eldest prince and others changed.

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head, his face dignified, "Prohibition in the Promise Realm."

wow wow...

In the air, a cloud of black air suddenly appeared.

The black air gradually condensed into a figure, this is a young man in a fancy dress.

The young man, about twenty-two or three, has a handsome face and an elegant demeanor.

The costumes in his suit are deep inky black.

A sinister sneer appeared on his handsome face.

"It's you, who killed multiple teams under my command?" The young man's sinister gaze ignored everyone present and looked directly at Xiao Yi.

"Ninth Heavenly Pole." Xiao Yi also looked directly at the young man and narrowed his eyes.

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