Above the sky, the warriors of each family moved instantly under the instructions of each family master.

Or the figure retreats violently, or the figure advances instead of retreating.

Or the family members quickly moved closer to form a big battle array.

The great movements of more than a million warriors were enough to instantly mess up the atmosphere of the sky in the sky.

Xiao Yi looked at him coldly, "Patriarchs are not too underestimated."

"Below the late king stage, withdraw from me hundreds of miles away."

"Below the sixth level of the monarchy, retreat to 1,500 miles away."

"Under the Sovereign Realm, if the combined attack formation fails to condense at the second-tier or higher level of the Sovereign Realm, you will not even be able to protect your body. Don't step into the tens of thousands of miles under the pressure of my kendo."

The cold words were clearly transmitted to the ears of all the warriors present.

Each and every warrior, although surprised and suspicious, all swiftly retreated after a moment of surprise.

Perhaps, even if they didn't have much friendship with this Xiao Yi Palace Master, they have become enemies today, but they still subconsciously trust in an instant.

Sure enough, not long after Xiao Yi's voice fell, the faces of the elders who were still suspicious and confident in their own cultivation strength changed drastically.

An old man from the East with the seven-fold cultivation base of the Monarch Realm was 50 miles away from Xiao Yi, but he suddenly spewed out blood, and his figure retreated violently.

A Liuhezong elder with the six-fold cultivation base of the Sovereign Realm was originally within a hundred miles, but his complexion changed drastically, and he quickly retreated far away. When he was able to stabilize his figure, he was already covered with sword marks, blood flowing, and There were multiple lightning scorches on the body.

Sure enough, they all responded to Xiao Yi's warning.

In other words, the eight sects of the hundred schools, who are truly qualified to approach and fight against Xiao Yi, only have the power of the eight sect masters, and those primordial superiors, and at least need to approach the eight-fold cultivation base of the monarchy above the seven-fold peak. Elders.

Zi Zi Zi...

The Eastern Patriarch frowned, he could clearly feel the sharp sword aura and thunder that were densely present on his body, but hard to see with the naked eye, hidden in the air.

These sword energy and thunder can not hurt him, but they are enough to make him feel a bit of pressure.

This is just kendo coercion.

In other words, his previous judgment was completely wrong.

Of course, it wasn't that he had enough skills, it was just because Xiao Yi showed this kind of kendo for the first time, and no one knew the situation better than Xiao Yi himself.

Had it not been reminded by Xiao Yi just now, just based on their previous misjudgment, I am afraid that within this tens of thousands of miles of sword pressure, the eight warriors would have been dead, and they would all be the strong men above the monarch realm. bone.

"As expected of Xiao Yi Hall Master, good skill." Jin Huo Sect Master exclaimed.

With Xiao Yi's hand alone, the huge number of ‘Allied Forces’ such as Eight Sects and Hundreds have already become a joke.

There is a barrier on the main hall of the wind brake, which is enough to ensure that the main hall is safe from a few miles away.

And Xiao Yi's kendo coercion directly isolated ninety-nine percent of his combat power from thousands of miles away.

More directly, the battlefield completely isolates the wind brake main hall, only tied to his Xiao Yi, and only tied to the vast high sky above the clouds.

"The evildoer who can lightly defeat the old man and grandson is really powerful." The old palace master of Beiyin nodded indifferently.

The Dongfang Patriarch's face was solemn, "Thanks to Palace Master Xiao Yi for reminding me, but this battle, I won't wait for a moment."

Xiao Yi's face was cold, and he nodded, "It should be so, life and death depends on the sky."

Not far away, Sect Master Qiongyu yelled coldly, "Each Sect Master quickly join forces with this Sect Master to kill this son."

Speaking like this, Sect Master Qiongyu was full of jealousy.

Just now, he was the first to violent.

But not only did he fail to help Xiao Yi, but he was shaken back by a hundred steps under the kendo coercion that Xiao Yi just broke out in an instant.

The invisible kendo coercion centered on Xiao Yi covers a range of thousands of miles. The closer you get inward, the stronger the coercion.

The pressure that was really around Xiao Yi himself seemed to be accumulated and compressed layer by layer, rich and powerful to the extreme.

"Is the thunder compressed? It is similar to the Liuhe method of this sect, so the old man will come to meet the Lord Xiao Yi."

Sect Master Liuhezong shouted violently, and took Xiao Yi with a palm.

With one palm out, the palm strength is layered.

Sect Master Liuhezong came straight forward, with no coldness on his face, only pure fighting intention, of course, but also decisive fighting intention.

Only treating this battle as a battle of life and death is the greatest respect for the opponent.

"Good come." Xiao Yi yelled, and a sword blasted out.

The sword and the palm flew in an instant.

Where the Liuhe palm passed, the kendo coercion lingering around Xiao Yi was continuously shattered, and now the fleshy palms hardly shook the thunder-covered purple sword body, actually crushing the thunder to the point of collapse.

"Humph." Sect Master Qiongyu snorted coldly, "Although your swordsmanship is violent, you are far from the Sect Master of Liuhe Sect.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, clenched the purple lightning in his hand, and the sword began to tremble, "Lei Lin... Promise!"

Although Dawn Promise and other methods can be integrated, it takes time to run in.

Lei Lin Swordsmanship has only just been completed, and there is still no time to fit the Promise of Dawn in the future.

Today, we can only fit together while fighting.

After the martial artist's cultivation base breaks through, it is necessary to settle and stabilize the cultivation base, but more is the use of combat methods after the cultivation base is increased.

Zi Zi Zi... Kaka Kaka...

The sword body, the sword shadow layer upon layer.

The Lei Lin Thunder that was brewing on the sword body also continued to stack with the sword body.

The invisible sword aura and thunder continued to compress and superimpose again, as if it was so rich that it dripped out, turning from invisible to tangible.

The thunder that had been crushed by Liuhe's palms was about to fall apart, suddenly the thunder was overwhelming.

In the blade...howl... a giant thunder beast violently walked out.

That was the fusion of thunder and lightning and sword aura that was transformed by the thunder, and the giant unicorn beast was condensed; the blue thunder was full of violent, but it was like a sword, and it went forward.

boom…

Sect Master Liuhezong's palm was shattered in his palm, and then he was heavily bombarded by the lightning Qilin.

"Uh." Liuhe Sect Sect Master snorted, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Awesome, he can only use Lei Lin's combat power to the eighth peak of the Sovereign Realm, and suddenly his power soars, stepping into the ninth level of the Sovereign Realm, even stronger than the old man's means."

Cang...

A sharp and erratic sword sound flashed in front of Xiao Yi's throat in an instant.

Xiao Yi's footsteps backed up, and he could hardly escape.

But Feng Yuhan's layers of swords and shadows have already attacked, like the invisible and misty wind, and the shadows of the ghosts, the swords and swords take the key.

"Lei Lin Wuji." Xiao Yi shot out with a sword.

Roar... Thunder and Jian Qi once again condensed a thunder and lightning unicorn in the extremely rich, and rushed out.

Feng Yuhan's complexion changed drastically, and the figure retreated from the side of the fence. When he was able to stabilize the figure, the sword shadow was already broken, and there was a tremor above his sword.

Wow...

Behind Xiao Yi, there was a surge in the air.

A palm containing fierce wind blasted heavily.

Bang... the palm fell, and it was reprinted on Xiao Yi's back with a loud noise.

"Uh." Xiao Yi snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Sect Master Qiongyu sneered, "After all, you are only the four-fold cultivation base of the Sovereign Realm, and you have borrowed the power of the sacred tools to have the eighth peak of the Sovereign Realm warrior.

At the same time, another old palm arrived instantly, and a palm was printed on Xiao Yi's chest.

"Puff." Xiao Yi directly spilled blood.

"Secretly through the heart." Bei Yin Taishang grinned.

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