Hundreds of warriors around him had already taken orders to attack Xiao Yi and Qinglin.

Xiao Yi and Qinglin looked at each other and smiled suddenly.

In the smile, there was war and coldness.

Swish...wish...wish...

Xiao Yi's fingers lightly raised, and a series of sword aura instantly shot out.

The sword gas swept across.

Qing Lin sneered, and blood shot out.

The blood light swept across the same.

Although the number of these warriors who came from all directions was large, they came temporarily after all, and there were not too many strong ones.

It's just the disciples of Tianwangshan who have experienced or happened to walk around here.

Most of them are cultivated around the peak of the celestial realm.

The stronger ones are just the initial cultivation base of the Holy Realm.

The cultivation of the holy realm was not worth mentioning in the eyes of Xiao Yi now.

"Two evil thieves, dare to kill wildly?" The middle-aged man shouted angrily.

"The chief deacon." The three major city masters sneered. "We said earlier that Qinglin and other thieves will not slaughter, it will be a disaster."

"Now there is one more. This Xiao Yi was originally a member of your Asura Palace, but he killed the robe, which is not a pity at all."

The three major city masters said this to the chief deacon, but their eyes looked at Cao Lei.

Cao Lei was unmoved, just silent.

"Qinglin evil thief, your opponent is us." The three major city masters shouted and shot instantly.

Qinglin frowned, "I'll leave it to you here, how about?"

Qing Lin glanced at the warriors around him like wolves and tigers, and said to Xiao Yi.

"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded.

Qinglin smiled playfully, "Don't be too confident, although your opponent is weak, but there are a lot of people."

"How about faster than whom?"

"It's up to you." Xiao Yi shrugged.

Whoosh... Qing Lin's figure flashed, and instantly distanced himself from Xiao Yi, and fought the three major city masters alone.

Xiao Yi, on his own, is against these hundreds of warriors.

The war broke out again.

Xiao Yi didn't use a sword, but shouted in a low voice, "Frozen Domain, get up."

The monstrous martial arts power enveloped the audience.

At the same time, the martial arts in the field of Frost Three Palms once again merged into the field.

In the air, the crimson killing intent appeared again.

Xiao Yi's cold eyes became bloodthirsty and terrifying again.

boom…

Xiao Yi shot it out with a palm, and all the warriors who attacked were killed in seconds.

With Xiao Yi's current strength, killing all the warriors here is just a matter of time.

However, since someone will not let him do so.

The middle-aged figure flashed, and he shot instantly.

He is a double powerhouse in the Saint King Realm, two realms higher than Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and was not afraid.

"Three cold palms, monstrous." A low, icy voice came out from Xiao Yi's mouth.

The **** killing intent with a radius of thousands of meters seemed to condense in Xiao Yi's palm instantly.

The middle-aged man came with a punch.

Boom... The palm and fist boomed, producing a shocking roar.

Xiao Yi was shaken back several steps, and the middle-aged man was shaken back ten steps directly.

Don't forget, this middle-aged man is not only a dual martial artist of the Holy King Realm, but also the first chief deacon of the Asura Hall, and a powerful martial artist.

Under the Hundred Dao realm, coupled with that terrifying physical power, if it weren't for Xiao Yi's sudden surprise before, it would definitely not be easy to lose.

For now, it is almost impossible for Xiao Yi to beat him in a short time.

But now, there are still hundreds of Tianwangshan disciples around.

At the same time, in the distant sky, the atmosphere of warriors emerged one after another.

Within one hundred thousand miles, many warriors are still rushing here.

The disciples of Tianwangshan are all over the black cloud area, which is by no means a lie.

Boom...boom...boom...

Xiao Yi put out his hands together and blasted out a palm.

While confronting the middle-aged people, while dealing with the surrounding martial artists.

As Qinglin said just now, Xiao Yi's pressure will never be small.

The most important thing is that although the second palm of the three cold palms gave Xiao Yi extremely strong combat power today, the consumption of vitality was extremely terrifying.

What level the second palm of the Three Frost Palms belonged to, Xiao Yi didn't know for the time being.

He only knew that the vitality of the small world inside his body was constantly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The **** killing intent in the air was obviously the reason for the rapid consumption of his vitality.

"It's a quick decision." Xiao Yi's expression was stern.

Boom...boom...

Xiao Yi took two palms, one palm retreated the middle-aged man, and one palm killed dozens of martial artists.

But his face was gradually turning pale.

That is a sign of excessive consumption of vitality.

In the distance, Qing Lin, who fought fiercely with the three major city masters, laughed triumphantly, "Xiao Yi, it seems that I will end the battle sooner than you."

While talking, the aura on Qing Lin suddenly exploded.

To be more serious, on his arm, I don't know when, there were scales.

Within the scales, blue light surged.

Boom... Qing Lin blasted out a fist and made a loud noise.

Around the palm of his hand, roars like beasts flashed past.

With a punch, the three major city owners were blasted back instantly.

Qing Lin smiled triumphantly, and suddenly noticed the situation on Xiao Yi's side.

Whoosh... Qing Lin's figure flashed, and instantly disappeared in place.

The speed is much faster than before.

The middle-aged man has not yet reacted, and has been blown away with a punch.

"Xiao Yi, give this guy to me, you have a quick fight." Qing Lin said, instantly fighting with the middle-aged man.

Xiao Yi frowned, but still nodded.

"Asshole." After the middle-aged man stood firm, his face turned black.

His chest was hurting uncomfortably at the moment.

"Well, let's kill you Qinglin evil thief first." The middle-aged man's intent to kill was awe-inspiring.

"Deacon in chief, I'll wait for three people to help you." The three major city masters who had been bombarded came in an instant.

The four great sacred king realm powerhouses immediately besieged Qinglin.

However, Qinglin did not lose, but fought against the four.

Xiao Yi glanced, his face changed slightly.

When the middle-aged person left, his pressure was greatly reduced.

Boom...boom...boom...

A palm blasted out, and the warriors were quickly killed in seconds.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, those bloodthirsty eyes, who didn't know when they got up, gradually became more red.

For some reason, under the second palm of the three cold palms, every time he kills a person, there is a burst of pleasure in his heart.

He even keenly noticed that if he didn't kill a person, the **** killing intent in the air would be a little more intense.

At the same time, the power of the domain is actually increasing.

No, to be precise, every time he kills a person, the higher his level of understanding of this second palm is.

The power of the ice field seems to be soaring.

Xiao Yi shook his head, and didn't think anymore.

Now the battle is still going on, his pressure is much less, but Qing Lin's moment is not optimistic.

With one enemy and four, Qinglin has gradually fallen into a disadvantage.

I have to end the battle here soon and go over to help him.

"Too slow." Xiao Yi's expression was a little ugly.

Even if he kept killing the surrounding martial artists, more and more martial artists came to join the battle.

"It's endless." Xiao Yi's face became more ugly and colder.

"Too slow...too slow..."

Xiao Yi burst out with a palm, like crazy.

Each warrior was quickly killed by him.

Time gradually passed.

There were already more than hundreds of warriors who died in Xiao Yi's hands.

There are corpses all around.

Xiao Yi now has his hands flushed red, that is the blood of the martial artists around him.

A drop of blood slipped from his hand.

The ferocious eyes seemed a little numb.

But the bloodthirsty light was still cripple.

He now looks like a bloodthirsty demon.

"It's too slow." Xiao Yi still muttered to himself.

But he didn't notice that the smell of blood and killing intent in the air had already become terrifyingly rich.

Around, there are still a steady stream of warriors coming.

Xiao Yi glanced at his surroundings with ferocious bloodthirsty eyes and shook his head, "It's too slow, then go faster."

The deep voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

The moment the words fell.

Bang...

In the distance, a flying warrior instantly turned into a cloud of blood.

Bang... bang... bang...

Xiao Yi didn't see any movement, only bloodthirsty eyes scanned the surroundings.

But with him as the center, the warriors who flew up turned into a cloud of blood mist.

A continuous burst of sound, rang high in the sky.

The continuous blood mist filled the sky.

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