Chapter 886: Hidden Cloud Fan

"presumptuous."

The six hidden people gave a cold drink.

Six surging killing intent instantly enveloped Xiao Yi.

"Retreat." Xiemei Young Master scolded, no, it should be said, Beiyin is innocent.

"Young Master." The six Yin Da six said solemnly, "This person is so rude and disrespectful to you, I will capture him and wait for the son to deal with it."

"I said to quit." Beiyin Wuxie's eyes turned cold, "Have you forgotten, this is my game."

Hearing the words, the six Yinda hurriedly replied respectfully, "Yes."

Then step aside.

"Let the hidden guards scattered everywhere come back." Beiyin Wuxie ordered coldly.

"The prey that can survive the hunt so far is worthy of my son's shot."

"Next, it's up to me to end this game."

"Yes, my subordinates will go and give instructions." The six Yin Da six replied.

Among the six, two of the black-clothed warriors flashed and disappeared.

"Okay." Beiyin Wuxie stood with his hands behind his back, looking directly at Xiao Yi.

"You can come here and prove that you are the strongest prey in this group of prey."

"It's up to my son to solve it."

"A bunch of nonsense." Xiao Yi's face was indifferent, and he immediately shot.

The Leng Yan sword in his hand stabbed past like a shock.

For some reason, Xiao Yi was only disgusted by this Beiyin Wuxie.

Perhaps it is the behavior of Beiyin Palace and the hunting game of Beiyin Wuxie that make people feel disgusted.

Or maybe it was Beiyin Wuxie itself that made people feel extremely disgusted.

In short, Xiao Yi didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

Chong…

Xiao Yi's sword pierced quickly, and Beiyin Wuxie's speed was also extremely fast, easily blocking it.

In Beiyin Wuxie's hands, a pale white fan appeared out of thin air.

It was this fan that took the Leng Yan sword easily, and made a crisp sound when it collided with the Leng Yan sword.

"Is it a mid-grade holy weapon?" Beiyin innocently smiled, "I can too."

Whoosh... Beiyin Wuxie waved his big hand, the fan in his hand shook, and Xiao Yi was easily shaken back.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned. Just now, he clearly felt that in addition to a strong anti-vibration, there was also a strong wind pressure on the fan, which instantly shook him back.

whoosh…

Xiao Yi's figure flashed, almost the moment he was shaken back, his footsteps stabilized, and then he attacked him again with his sword.

Wow... Beiyin Wuxie raised the fan in his hand.

A strong wind pressure instantly appeared beside him, easily blocking Xiao Yi's sword.

Xiao Yi retracted the Leng Yan sword in his hand, moved his footsteps sideways, and then slashed out with a sword.

Wow... Another strong wind pressure appeared, easily blocking his sword.

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

In just a few seconds, the two fought no less than a hundred moves.

Xiao Yi's figure also moved nearly a hundred times within seconds.

Obviously, both of them have extremely high combat experience and standards.

But looking at it more seriously, it seems that Xiao Yi has fallen into a disadvantage now.

Because, I have been seeing Xiao Yi constantly moving around, sword shadows constantly.

Beiyin Wuxie, on the other hand, stood there indifferently, without even moving his footsteps, he just waved his fan with ease.

bang...

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and a violent wind pressure instantly blasted Xiao Yi into the air.

Xiao Yi's figure turned over in mid-air, and after falling to the ground, he took a full ten steps back before he could stabilize his body.

"What a strong wind pressure." Xiao Yi frowned.

In the few seconds of confrontation just now, he swung nearly a hundred swords in a row, covering almost all directions around Beiyin Wuxie.

But the fierce wind pressure around Beiyin Wuxie's body was like an all-round defense with no dead ends, and every time he accurately blocked his sword.

"Oh, the swordsmanship is very strong." Beiyin Wuxie smiled indifferently, "It's a pity that your cultivation is too weak."

"If you rise to the same cultivation level as this young master, you may be able to really make this young master feel the desire to fight."

"But now, you can't even break my defense."

Saying that, Beiyin Wuxie fanned the fan in his hand, graceful, but imposing.

"This is the Hidden Cloud Fan,

It has the power to ride the wind and drive the clouds, and ranks among the middle-grade holy artifact. "

"If I really can't break through my defenses, then maybe this young master asked you to leave your name just as a joke."

"An ant, I don't deserve to be named."

"Don't you think you talk a lot?" Xiao Yi snorted coldly.

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

Xiao Yi's figure instantly turned into a phantom.

Under the mysterious steps, he wandered around Beiyin Wuxie in an instant.

Every step down, there must be a sword swing.

The mysterious footsteps contained the shocking killing intent; the sword shadows one after another were equally killing intent.

Swipe, chop, split, stab...

The combination of Youyun Killing Step and Youyun Killing Sword has already been fully demonstrated in Xiao Yi's hands.

However, Beiyin Wuxie remained motionless.

The wind pressure all over his body easily blocked all Xiao Yi's attacks.

"Are you talking too much?" Beiyin innocently smiled, "I said, this is my son's game."

"If it's dead, what's the point."

Xiao Yi's figure, as well as the sword, had already turned into a continuous phantom, and the storm-like attacks were constantly bombarding the wind pressure.

"You take pleasure in killing people, and it has nothing to do with me."

"But your voice is so harsh, I can only tell you to shut up."

The voice fell.

Xiao Yi's ever-changing phantom stopped instantly, and the Leng Yan sword was slashed out in his hand.

On the sword, an inexplicable domineering sword intent made the sword instantly increase in power.

With a single sword, it is like domineering Tianwei, and it is like Taishan pressing the top.

The wind pressure around Beiyin Wuxie's body collapsed instantly.

Xiao Yi's terrifying sword slashed out with all his strength, and after breaking the wind pressure, Yu Wei undiminishedly slashed towards the north, hidden and innocent.

There was a flash of surprise in Beiyin Wuxie's eyes, obviously he didn't expect Xiao Yi to really break his wind pressure.

Chi... A chirping sound fell, Leng Yan sword slashed from top to bottom, and Beiyin Wuxie was instantly dismembered.

Xiao Yi's face was cold. For him, the only ones who could shut up completely were dead people.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Bei Yin Wu Xie, who had been split open, turned into a cloud of mist with a bang.

In the next second, the cloud and mist dissipated, and Beiyin Wuxie's body appeared intact in his eyes.

"So that's the case, is this your method?" Xiao Yi's eyes flashed a little bit of surprise, but he suddenly realized it.

Beiyin Wuxie, a powerhouse of the ninth level of the celestial pole, never thought that he could defeat just those ordinary means.

"Then what about you?" Beiyin Wuxie fanned the fan in his hand, playing with his taste, "Is this the only means of being unprofessional?"

"Use all means as soon as possible."

"Because, my son's patience is very limited; if I get tired of playing, you will have no chance."

Tired of playing?

In his eyes, fighting Xiao Yi was just a matter of fun.

"Huh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.

The next second, bang... bang... bang... bang...

A series of four flame coats covered his body.

On the arm, a ray of light suddenly became dim, and that was the ice pattern dissipating.

His cultivation base is only the peak of the extreme earth, but he has opened two ice patterns, plus the increase of the mid-grade holy weapon Leng Yanjian.

That's how powerful it is.

The power in the two ice patterns has already been exhausted from the continuous shuttle in the forest and the killing of those black-clothed warriors.

Therefore, Xiao Yi now disperses the two ice patterns.

At the same time, the Leng Yan sword in his hand also flashed and disappeared.

"Huh?" Beiyin Wuxie's eyes narrowed, "Put away the middle-grade holy artifact? What, are you planning to give up?"

Xiao Yi was silent, a surging purple flame condensed in his hand.

This means that he is going to be real.

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