In an instant, seven figures besieged.

Yes, seven ways.

The pink-haired woman did not make a move, but held a sword in one hand and froze in place.

Bai Zhe's slender hand touched his face and his fingertips were stained with blood.

That blood is Xiao Yi's blood.

When Xiao Yi held the Sakura Soul Moon Blade in her hand, the blood in her palm dripped a little on her face.

This blood...

Yingyue frowned as she looked at the blood on her fingertips. This blood didn't seem to be the blood of the monster race, but she was not sure.

Because there is no breath in this blood, it is very strange.

"Yingyue, what are you doing in a daze?" In the distance, Bai Po glanced at it.

Seeing Yingyue stunned, Bai Po looked back at Xiao Yi again, his face even more murderous.

With a streamer's blade, the speed is extremely fast, and Xiao Yi is the first to take the lead.

Xiao Yi had long known the special nature of this Bai Po Soul Slashing Blade, so he stepped back and quickly avoided.

The streamer cut a blank.

However, it wasn't just Bai Po who shot.

Boom...a long halberd, falling from the sky, banging heavily from top to bottom.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank, and the weight of this halberd might be enough to smash a seven-layer powerhouse of the Holy Venerable Realm into flesh.

Qianjun family, really well-deserved reputation.

"Qianjun pendant." Li Qianjun slammed.

Xiao Yi avoided again.

boom…

There was a roar on the competition stage.

The halberd touched the ground for an instant, and the ground shattered instantly, and then the force spread outward, and the ground began to crack.

Most of the competition platform, instantly cracked.

This martial arts platform, used as a competition at this level, is inherently strong and extraordinary, and has restrictions and blessings.

In the previous battle with Bai Po, Bai Po slashed with all his strength, but it was just a slightly deep crack.

Now, directly half of the competition platform is cracked and nearly shattered?

"What a heavy blow?" Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, with a slight horror in his eyes.

"Humph, you don't have time to be stunned now." A cold snort came from behind.

laugh…

A pair of purple claws flashed in the air.

Xiao Yi's body instinctively retreated, but he was still a little slow, and several hideous scars were drawn on his back.

"Come and eat me a hammer." A big fat man banged with a heavy hammer in his hand.

Xiao Yi ignored the pain in his back and backed away again.

Boom...The ground is directly shattered; in terms of the weight of strength, although it is not as good as Li Qianjun's previous blow, it is equally astonishing.

Around the spectator stand, all the demon masters already showed their smiles, "This strange demon is about to lose."

"The hammer of the Demon Emperor Liehao is really powerful."

"No, Liehao Demon Emperor, it seems that the ranking is not high, but in fact, it is the first terrible evildoer to be confirmed as the Demon Emperor among the Ten Great Journeys."

"In terms of strength, it is not weaker than Princess Yingyue."

On the stage.

"Can you only escape?" Bai Po sneered.

Feng Qingyue wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and smiled jokingly, "Weird demon, now really looks like a mourning dog."

"You look more embarrassed." Xiao Yi glanced, disdainfully said.

"Also dare to be tough." Bai Po shot out with a streamer.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and had to avoid again.

But behind him, a terrifying story of Li Qianjun blasted again.

Xiao Yi had to keep relying on extremely fast physical reactions to avoid one by one.

At this time, the difference between the pros and cons of whether or not there is a magic weapon in the hand is revealed.

If he has a purple lightning in his hand at the moment, these guys are probably not his enemy.

Nowadays, they can only avoid the edge of these gods.

Bang... Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

A huge burly body blocked Xiao Yi's retreat.

Tu Gang hugged Xiao Yi abruptly.

"Tu Gang, good job." Bai Po sneered.

Hu Yan Zichen raised his sharp claws in his hands, "It's really a little troublesome for a strange monster as flexible as you."

"It's better to end as soon as possible."

Whoosh... In the air, a purple edge flashed by.

Hu Yan Zichen's sharp claws came to Xiao Yi's chest instantly.

Those wolf claws are sharper than ordinary magic weapons.

Everyone still seemed to be able to see the end of Yi Yaoli being pierced and killed.

But... if you look at it more seriously, Hu Yan Zichen's face is very ugly right now.

His hand was held easily by Xiao Yi, and although his claws were in front of his chest, it was difficult to get in.

Xiao Yi had already broken free of Tu Gang's shackles.

"I'll help you." Bai Po slashed with a slash.

A sneer crossed the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth, as if the blade fell on the top of his head, he easily avoided on the side of his figure.

Let go of Hu Yan Zichen's sharp claws with one hand, and press it with the other, stopping Bai Po.

"How is it possible." Hu Yan Zichen's face changed drastically, "Such a fast speed, such a great power, the strength of the five-layer Saint Venerable Realm is close to the peak, how..."

Xiao Yi sneered, "Who told you that I am the fifth level of the Holy Venerable? Is Tu Gang that fool?"

"Or Hu Yanjin and Feng Sanyu's idiots?"

Bang... Xiao Yi blasted backwards with a punch.

Tu Gang's figure was directly blasted for 100 meters.

Then, with a punch forward, Hu Yan Zichen spit out blood, the same end.

Xiao Yi shook his wrist, extremely relaxed, and slowly lowered his head, looking at Bai Po who was pressing on the ground.

Slowly stretched out his palm, avoiding the White Soul Soul Slashing Blade.

"I've said it before, you're not good enough for this slasher."

"No, it's back to me now."

Xiao Yi sneered triumphantly, "Go away."

With one kick out, Bai Po was kicked flying.

Yes, at this moment Xiao Yi's physical strength is the sixth level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

Before he came to the Supreme City, his physical power was already close to the peak of the five-layer of the Holy Realm; in the Supreme Forest, he took the essence and blood of the sacred silver beast and broke through.

The physical power at this moment is the sixth-tier intermediate level of the Holy Venerable Realm.

Under the same realm and level, his physical strength was enough to crush everything, without fear of any opponent.

But now, he still has a magic weapon in his hand.

"Heh, it's my turn." Xiao Yi grinned sorrowfully while holding the White Soul Soul Slashing Blade.

In the distance, the blasted Bai Po eagerly shouted, "Yingyue, are you still stunned?"

boom…

Yingyue's sword struck out with one sword.

"Moonblade."

Boom...A stream of sword energy, like a burst of power, burst out instantly.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank, only having time to block the sword.

Boom...a roar.

Xiao Yi's figure was blown up, and the ground beneath his feet cracked all the way.

"Puff." When Xiao Yi stood still, he spurted out blood.

On the chest, the mark made by a blast of airflow was extremely eye-catching.

That shock almost broke several of his breast bones in an instant.

"A terrible blow." Xiao Yi was secretly horrified.

"Puff." Xiao Yi spit out blood again, slashing his blade to support the ground, almost unable to stand firm.

"The bastard." Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, holding the cutting blade in his hand, and shot instantly.

"Yinghua." With a long sword in Yingyue's hand like a dance, a pink storm condenses.

It looks like a storm, but in fact, there is a sword intent and extremely sharp.

锵... 锵... 锵...

Xiao Yi slashed one sword after another, just as simple an attack.

Around, Li Qianjun, Hu Yan Zichen and others, once again joined forces to attack.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and had to retreat while fighting again, fighting, and fell into the wind again instantly.

The eight-person team is much better than the previous seven-person team.

A few minutes later.

Cang...

Swords slammed into the sky.

The chopping blade in Xiao Yi's hand is no longer a simple chopping.

The white light was like wind when the blade was swung, and it suddenly became a storm.

With my own power, it easily blocked the siege of eight people.

"How is it possible, the kendo of the Shengying clan?" The eight people around were shocked.

"Heh." Xiao Yi sneered.

Boom... The sword is like a powerful blow.

"How could it be, the secret skills of my Qianjun clan..." Li Qianjun's expression changed drastically.

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