Chapter 2131

Clang

Bang

Besides the huge competition platform, it has now become the focus of attention of all the martial artists present in the whole holy moon sect.

There, sword light flying, lightning rampant.

There, one by one holy moon sect closed elders, hand in hand.

But at the moment, these closed elders of the holy moon sect could not suppress the arrogance of the Kendo demon and his whole body light.

The sentence "if you don't get out of the way, you'll die" sounds more like a wild word.

But now, it has become the best proof of the arrogance of this Kendo demon.

Dozens of closed elders of shengyuezong are in the same holy state. At the moment, they can't take down this Kendo demon, let alone "save" the blinded saint.

The man and the sword are no longer powerful, but no one can do anything about it.

Of course, people with a clear eye can also see that the sword demon's virtue today is the shining sword in his hand.

It has been heard that at the time of the great event in the sword area, a generation of sword Zunlin night had personally made a towering sword for this sword demon.

The name of the sword was taken by the sword demon himself, and the name was "Zidian".

However, it is said that this magic sword was originally a top-grade sacred weapon.

Now, it's obviously the best holy vessel.

I'm afraid that it was the hands of the two general hall masters, Shura and fengsha, that could make the top-grade sacred utensils upgrade to the best.

Even if they were hidden in a hundred families, they did not have it.

This level of magic weapons, I am afraid that only shengyuezong and the North hidden palace these two giants have.

At this point, at the center of the battle.

Xiao Yi's own strength, the hands of the sword, the strength of the enemy a saint eight.

But, in fact, his own situation is not very good.

Every time he swung his sword back, he would receive the next blow.

These eight saints did not fight against him at all, but were afraid of his purple lightning sword, fighting and retreating.

When an elder attacked him, he could stand in his way. When he wanted to kill him, the elder quickly withdrew and attacked another elder from his side.

He wanted to side out the sword, and another elder came from the other side.

This kind of encirclement is already a kind of traveling battle equivalent to a car wheel battle.

Every time he retreated from the encirclement, he would get a palm on his back and spurt out a mouthful of bloody blood.

At the moment, he is already bloodstained.

That clothes, chest, has been wet by blood.

This is the strength of the eight strongmen in the sacred realm. The strength of the two is fundamentally different from each other.

Even if Xiao Yi has purple electricity in his hand, his sharpness is amazing, but his speed is far less than those of the closed elders of the holy moon sect.

If it were not for his mysterious swordsmanship and rich experience in combat, I am afraid that even if he was armed with magic weapons, he would not have survived the siege of these closed elders for a moment or three.

Now, it is the best result to force the enemy to do so at the cost of injury.

"Young master." Behind him, Yi Yi's face was full of worry, and he also bit his teeth tightly.

She wants to help, but this level of fighting is not something she can participate in at all.

If these closed elders want to capture her, she will not even have the chance to resist.

But her childe, however, had one sword, so that these closed elders didn't even have a chance to get close to her.

"Don't mind me." Xiao Yi said softly.

With a sword in one hand, his feet move mysteriously, and he is always surrounded within one meter of Yiyi's body.

With his sword, no one can approach Yi Fen Fen Fen.

"This siege, I will fight out, don't worry." Xiao Yi whispered again, and then said nothing more.

In front of him, the elder Mingyue squints at the fierce battle.

"With your own cultivation as your strength, you can't be the opponent of a group of closed door elders."

"With Kendo alone, and the ancient emperor's magic means, you have six levels of strength in the holy realm."

"Now you have the power to resist, but you have borrowed the power of the best holy vessels."

"However, the best sacred vessels are not the things that you can bear at this level."

"You can't bear this body for long. It's your best choice to be captured now. Why do you have to resist and waste time?"

Chuckling

All of a sudden, a hiss, Shengsheng interrupted the words of the elder Mingyue.

A closed elder was suddenly broken by a sword.

But what came with it was Xiao Yi, who once again took a hard hand and spurted out a mouthful of bloody blood.

"Life for injury?" Elder Mingyue shook his head.

Yes, Xiao Yi at the moment would rather exchange her life for her injury.

If the battle goes on like this, this group of holy places will be eight times, and the consumption will kill him.

He would rather accept these attacks in exchange for the opportunity to kill these closed elders.

Although each palm of these closed elders can seriously injure him, it is not so simple to want his life.This body of his body was formed by practicing against the heaven, practicing martial arts, and practicing martial arts.

The body is strong.

And the most important thing is that his body has been baptized by the world for four times.

In particular, the baptism of heaven and earth brought by the last Shura battle style was used to wash his body.

In short, his body was already perfect.

Although this can not bring him any other too big strength increase.

However, his body, has enough tenacious vitality.

The injuries they can bear are far beyond the understanding of normal warriors.

As long as he didn't fall down himself, his body would be able to hold on. At least, these eight saints could not exert their strength to 100% or kill him easily under the threat of purple lightning.

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On the other side, far away.

On the seat of Beiyin palace, Beiyin did nothing, so he retired to the seat early.

At the moment, his cold eyes are staring at the original platform.

He should have stepped on that platform.

However, it was trampled on by another man, who was still alive and destroyed to pieces.

On the ground, the smashed platform, as well as the cloth pieces of wedding clothes all over the place, made his eyes ache, and his eyes turned red.

"For what." Beiying Wuwei's bitter eyes turn to Xiao Yi, who is fighting hard.

"Damn you." Beiyin Wuwei clenched his teeth.

"Don't worry, young master." On one side, an elder of the northern hermit palace sneered, "under the siege of the closed elders of the holy moon sect, the boy will surely die, and he won't last long."

Beiyin Wuwei's eyes were resentful, "I'm upset to see him now."

"I don't want him to last for a moment or three."

"I want him to die now."

The eyes of the northern hermit Wuwei looked at an old man who closed his eyes and fell asleep on the seat, "big elder."

The old man is the great elder of Beiyin palace.

Today, this is the wedding day of the northern hermit palace and shengyuezong.

Naturally, the warriors sent out by the northern hermit Palace are not ordinary.

In addition to Beiyin Wuwei, there is also a team led by the elder of Beiyin palace, plus two, three, four, three elders.

All four of them are sleeping with their eyes closed.

The elder opened his eyes and looked at the battle place. He nodded indifferently, "kill this son. It's not worth my hand."

"I'll trouble you all to shut up." Elder, look at a closed elder on the seat.

In addition to the four elders of Beiyin palace, including the great elder, the second elder, the third elder, and the fourth elder, there are also more than 20 closed elders of Beiyin palace, who are of the same color and have eight levels of respect.

"Yes." A group of northern hermit palace closed elders, answer.

In the next second, the figure moved and appeared in the center of the battle.

"The closed elders of the northern hermit palace?" Elder Mingyue frowned slightly.

An elder of the northern hermit palace sneered, "with our help, there are more than 50 saints in total. This boy, who can't last a minute, will die."

The elder of the moon nodded.

All of a sudden, attack to Xiao Yi's figure, more intensive.

Xiao Yi's pressure also increased.

Xiao Yi's sword and eyes narrowed. If he fought like this, he would surely die.

"Poof."

All of a sudden, an elder of the North hidden palace jumped out of the ground in a strange way, and his palm exploded to Xiao Yi's heart.

In the air, a blood mist was flying.

Xiao Yi's body was shaken back dozens of steps.

"Young master." Yi was shocked.

Far away.

Eight Hall seats.

"Xiao Yi boy." The master of the general Hall of Shura and the master of the general Hall of fengcha also exclaimed.

"You want to die."

They were angry and just about to make a move.

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

Three figures, then get up.

Three air machines, anti lock two people.

It is master Luo, the general hall master of soul hall and the master of Tianji hall.

"Take care of yourself first." Master Luo sneered, towering momentum, on this down.

"You..." The eyes of the master of the hall of Shura are cold.

In the air, the two sides collide.

On the other side.

On the seat of tianzang academy, President Huo waved his hand, and the power of martial arts and Taoism surged around him.

But just at this time, above the chief, the silent woman's face was suddenly cold.

"Huo Zhongtian, do you dare to take care of my holy moon sect?"

Old master Huo nodded solemnly, "Xiao Yi is a disciple of tianzang Academy."

"As president, I have the responsibility to protect him."

"A disciple of tianzang academy?" An elder of the holy moon sect gave a cold drink."Xiao Yi was expelled from tianzang Academy for a long time. What kind of disciple is he?"

Huo old president's facial expression is solemn, "I did not promise this, also did not admit this matter."

"I said he was."

Old president Huo's feet move, one foot, has already stepped out.

But it was at this time.

Boom

A long dark stick came from the sky.

When the long stick fell, the power of heaven and earth, which was surging around him, suddenly collapsed.

Once the figure, suddenly sat on the seat of tianzang Academy.

Behind the figure, there are a number of tianzang academy elders, just, and Tianjiao disciples.

"Long day wine demon." Mr. Huo's eyes narrowed.

Long day wine Devil Smile, "Huo Zhongtian, you still look like this."

"Otherwise, if you can protect the Xiaoyi thief, you will not be able to protect the people in the Academy behind you."

"You..." Mr. Huo's original steps can only be taken back.

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