Click...

Above the purple lightning, purple thunder and lightning are rushing.

But the flames surrounding it are extremely solid.

The purple thunder and lightning were tyrannical, but they couldn't help but burn quickly in the flames.

Fire burns thunder and lightning, electrifies nothingness.

"You are too weak." Yan Yi glanced at Xiao Yi who came out strangely.

"The second-tier peak cultivation base of the Sovereign Realm, plus the increase of your sword, has made you the highest combat power in the sixth-fold peak of the Sovereign Realm."

"I'm very curious how you won the Yanlong list."

Xiao Yi said nothing.

Cang...bang...

The purple lightning in his hand broke out instantly, forcibly shook the flames.

The Purple Lightning Divine Sword no longer moved into the inch, but closed in an instant, and once again disappeared into the molten slurry with Xiao Yi's figure.

In the hot molten world, for a while, it seemed extremely quiet.

The so-called quietness is that in this world, there are only those surging sounds of hot molten smelt for thousands of years.

Other than that, there is no other sound.

Yan Yi could clearly hear any sound in this molten slurry.

However, in his eyes, this is extremely silent.

The entire molten world seemed to have completely lost Xiao Yi's figure.

It seemed that Xiao Yi had never appeared before.

"Jiefeng Kendo?" Yan Yi frowned slightly.

"The fire is invisible, the wind can be caught in it."

"The molten slurry is tangible, but the gap inside is bigger."

"Walking in the wind, walking easily in the molten world, I can't even detect it."

"You do excel."

Cang...

At this moment, the Purple Lightning Divine Sword came out again strangely, with an unusually tricky angle.

But Yan Yi still reacted instantly and glanced slightly.

When the sharp sword struck, it was still half an inch away, and flames surrounded the sword again.

But this time, on the sharp sword, in addition to the purple thunder and lightning, there was also a wisp of crimson blood.

That kind of sharpness penetrated the flames in an instant.

Half an inch apart, instantly crossed.

The sharp sword penetrated the side of Yan Yi's chest.

Yes, no blood came out.

The sharp sword seemed to pierce the flames.

Xiao Yi frowned.

Yan Yi shook his head slightly, "Jiefeng Kendo alone can never do yours."

"You are a killer."

"Jiefeng Kendo has become the best kendo for you to use your own killing methods."

"Unfortunately, you are too weak."

"Under the huge power gap, even if your sword succeeds, it still won't hurt me at all."

Cang...

Just at this time.

Above the purple electric sword's blade, a ray of silver-white power condenses.

"Huh?" Yan Yi frowned first, then his face changed slightly.

An astonishing chill, a terrifying edge, an unmatched breath of the most powerful force came.

Yan Yi stepped back in an instant, and his body withdrew from the range of the sharp sword.

But even so, he was still a step slower.

The sharp sword left a sword mark on the side of his chest, gurgling blood.

"The power of the Silver Dragon Emperor?" On Yan Yan's stern face, Fang showed a sense of war.

Cang...

Yan Yi raised the fire knife in his hand for the first time.

However, Xiao Yi's figure disappeared again strangely.

Yan Yi frowned.

Whoosh...cang...

Not long after, a sharp sword struck strangely in the air, and the silver power on the sword condensed.

Yan Yi no longer only glanced at it, but blocked it with a big sword in his hand.

Qiang...The blade collided with the blade.

Zidian is like a broken bamboo.

The fire knife was shaken back.

Yan Yi only felt his arms numb, and his feet retreated several steps.

"The power of the Silver Roe Emperor is indeed well-deserved."

Yan Yi squinted his eyes and blasted his backhand.

A knife arrives, and the monstrous lava surges up.

A knife fell, as if the sky broke and the earth broke.

But... whoosh...

Xiao Yi's figure disappeared again, I love the place.

Yan Yi's knife cut a hole.

"You..." Yan Yi's face was filled with an ugly look.

For a long while.

Whoosh...cang...

The strange sword struck again.

Yan Yi grabbed the knife to block, and was knocked back again.

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi's figure disappeared again.

...

After half an hour.

Whoosh...cang...

Whoosh...cang...

In this molten world outside the center of the earth, the silence of thousands of years was like a day, and the sound of swords and swords clashed from time to time.

Yan Yi's face was already ugly.

This intermittent battle made him a little uncomfortable.

The kind of battle in which you have nowhere to do it, and you often have to guard against attacks, is indeed a bit crazy.

Inside the molten slurry.

Xiao Yi also sighed in trouble.

He is indeed unsure of defeating Yan Yi.

His single method was far from the real Ninth Level Cultivation of the Sovereign Realm.

The only thing that can contend with is the power of the Silver Dragon Emperor.

He may be able to add the strength of the silver 獠 to instantly reach the nine-fold combat power of the sovereign.

However, according to previous judgments, this increase was enough to support him for a minute or two.

Within these two minutes, if he could not defeat Yan Yi, he would no longer be able to mobilize the power of Yinhu, and he would definitely be defeated.

Therefore, now he can only use this fighting and flashy style of play.

He didn't have the power of the silver 獠, just condensed a trace of the silver 獠 power into the sword body, and took advantage of the power of the silver 獠 to fight against Yan Yan.

Although there will still be the consumption of the strength of the Yinhu, this is enough to support him in the fight for a long time.

As long as Yan Yi reveals his flaws, his chances of winning will be even greater.

...

An hour later.

Yan Yi was already angry, "What do you mean?"

Faced with the strange attacks of sharp swords time and time again, I was shaken back again and again, and I had no chance of returning the phone.

There was no answer in the molten slurry.

Just at this time.

Whoosh...cang...

As always, fight numbly.

The sword struck, and the fire knife blocked it.

Yan Yi was a little impatient, and subconsciously shot a knife.

But at this moment, Jian Feng suddenly changed.

It was no longer a direct attack, but the sword pressed the fire knife, and the sword body swept across the fire road, taking Yan Yi straight away.

Yan Yi couldn't dodge, leaving a fierce sword mark on his chest with blood flowing.

"Bastard." Yan Yi yelled coldly, "You can only do these things?"

"It's no wonder that with your cultivation strength, you can win the Yanlong list first."

In the molten slurry, until this time, Fang heard Xiao Yi's indifference.

"If it is a battle of life and death, would you ask this sentence?"

Yan Yi's tone stagnated.

Yes, if it is a life-and-death battle, would he still ask?

You die, the winner is king, the strong is respected.

This is Xiao Yi's ability.

He can't stop it, because he is not capable enough.

In the battle of life and death, is it possible for the enemy to fight according to his own ideas?

"You..." Yan Yi's face was cold and angry, "Okay, very good."

"Huo Yan Yanyi."

Yan Yi yelled violently, and burst out with all the momentum.

The entire molten world also ran away in an instant.

Although Yan Yi had a high level of cultivation, he was only a young evildoer according to the age of the Huo Clan.

Compared with the depth of the old monster, even though he has a strong Taoist heart, he is strong, arrogant and even arrogant.

The fire race is born with a grumpy personality.

Now Yan Yi was completely irritated.

Inside the molten slurry.

Xiao Yi squinted, and in his eyes, Yan Yi was already full of flaws.

"It's time to end." Xiao Yi secretly said. With the increase in the strength of the silver 獠 and his own killer sword, he was confident that he would severely injure Yan Yi in an instant, end the battle, and win the competition.

However, at the same moment, Xiao Yi's expression changed.

The entire molten molten sea is now boiling endlessly, rolling tens of thousands of feet of molten molten sea.

Yan Yi's fire knife has been blasted out in an instant, and a huge sea of ​​molten volcanic fire swept out, wherever it passed, it swallowed the sky and the earth.

But Yan Yi seems to have forgotten that far away is the place where Huoer sits in meditation.

The speed of the molten sea of ​​flames was reaching the extreme, almost sweeping the entire world.

distance.

Huo'er held half of the fire yuan cake that he had just bitten in one hand, opened his mouth wide, and stared at the molten sap that was swallowed by the dense world.

"Oops, Xiao Wu." Yan Yi instantly reacted from his madness.

However, the molten sea of ​​flames has swept far away.

Huo Yan Yanyi is his strongest martial skill, not one of them.

"Damn it." Xiao Yi cursed secretly, and a sliver of silver power instantly added to him.

Whoosh... a silver white light instantly crossed the molten slurry, even faster than the molten slurry swept, and instantly reached the distant Huo'er.

Before the sea of ​​molten flames swallowed everything, Xiao Yi protected Huo'er with a single hand, slashing out heavily.

Sword imperial six poles!

boom…

The world suddenly became white.

Everything, the clearance disappears.

Roar…

In the white world, a huge silver dragon burst out, and everything passed by along the way was nothing.

The entire molten sea of ​​flames was crushed by the silver dragon.

"Puff." In the distance, Yan Yi spewed out a mouthful of blood, and was bombarded.

Here.

Xiao Yi's face turned pale, and he supported the ground with a sword.

The silver lion power he could mobilize was completely consumed by him at once.

It is already impossible to mobilize the power of Yinhu, otherwise, it will be a demonized end.

In the distance, Yan Yi seemed to be injured, but in fact his combat strength was undiminished.

"Little Five." Yan Yi didn't care to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, looking anxiously, Fang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Huo'er was all right.

But at the same time, what he met was a pair of eyes that were instantly as cold as frost.

"Thank you." Yan Yi said, staring directly at these eyes.

"No need." Xiao Yi left with cold eyes.

Putting down Huo'er with one hand, he squatted down, Xiao Yi chuckled, "Sit still, don't run around."

Xiao Yi took a piece of fire yuan cake and stuffed it into Huo'er's open mouth.

Huo'er reacted, ate harp, and nodded.

Xiao Yi turned around.

Cang...

With the Zidian in his hand, he let go and stood firmly a step away from Huo'er.

After that, without a sword in his hand, he walked forward in a master suit.

Behind him, Huo'er looked at that figure from behind, and in his bright eyes, he seemed to think.

Perhaps, from a certain moment, she trusted this back figure more. With this figure, the sky would collapse and the earth would collapse without fear.

distance.

Yan Yi squinted, "You have no sword in your hand..."

Xiao Yi's face was cold, bang...Amethyst Lingyan condensed in his hands.

"Just do you know how to control fire?" Xiao Yi's face was as indifferent as before.

"In this battle, you are defeated, I said."

On the indifferent face, a hideous touch appeared quietly.

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