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With the help of Sect Master Meng Qianqiu, Jiang Yi successfully escaped from the prison of spirit energy that Daoist Zhan Sha had set up with the help of the Ancient Nightmare King's Ultimate Art "Great Dream Heart Scripture".

He didn't stop at all as he continued to move forward.

Rumble …

However, just as he had escaped less than a thousand feet away, an earth-shattering roar came from behind him.

The battle finally began.

In an instant, the entire Dream Soul Sect was enveloped in a sea of flames, as they received a devastating blow.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! All sorts of sounds interweaved and filled the air. It was like a purgatory, an extremely tragic and tragic hell.

That Divine Martial Cannon was worthy of being called the masterpiece of the Central Dynasty "Divine Arts Academy". It had extremely strong destructive power, and carried a miraculous firepower that burned down the entire palace.

The 18 godly cannons bombarded the city consecutively. They were simply killing people before they could even reach the demons.

"master!" Jiang Yi knelt on the ground, feeling extreme grief.

Ten years. He had lived in the Dream Soul Sect for an entire ten years, so it was impossible for him to not have any feelings. At this moment, images and faces constantly flashed past his mind.

Although he was always silent and did not want to argue, as time went on, he still harbored a grudge in his heart, thinking about revenge for a gentleman. Ten years was not too late, once he stepped onto the path of cultivation and achieved success in his cultivation, he would be able to lift his eyebrows and lift his head up in pride, and then take his revenge.

But now, there was no chance. These so-called grudges were so childish, so laughable.

After this, how many of his fellow disciples would be able to survive? Perhaps, he was the only survivor of the entire Dream Soul Sect.

Jiang Yi's heart felt like it was being pierced by needles, as waves of pain hit him.

"Central Dynasty!" A deep roar came from his throat. Veins bulged all over his body as he clenched his fists. His fingernails pierced deep into his palms, causing him to bleed profusely. However, he did not notice.

Intense hatred flickered within his eyes.

"Who is it?" At this moment, an explosive shout sounded out behind him.

Behind Jiang Yi, a figure dressed in dark red armor, suddenly appeared. In his hand was a shiny steel blade, revealing its sharpness.

This person was clearly a soldier of Blood Clothes Legion, his entire body was surrounded by a baleful aura, and his aura was extremely powerful.

"Disciple of the Dream Soul Sect! Ha ha, Lord Lieutenant is indeed clever, he had long guessed everything, all of you made us specially defend this place to kill any fish that escaped the net, just as expected … "

The soldier laughed out loud, and the gaze he used to look at Jiang Yi became cold and fierce: "Brat, if you meet this daddy here, consider yourself unlucky. Hurry up and surrender, I can still leave you with an intact corpse."

"Oh no, we've been discovered!" Jiang Yi immediately suppressed his emotions, upon seeing the person who appeared, his face changed, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"What should we do?" His eyes flashed as he looked around, seemingly considering which direction to escape in.

However, his little trick was immediately exposed, and could not escape the eyes of the soldier. "Brat, you still want to escape? Give me your life! "

While speaking, the soldier did not hesitate at all and suddenly rushed forward, like a ferocious beast, the steel blade in his hand released a cold Qi that hacked straight at Jiang Yi's head.

"Let's go all out!" Jiang Yi was after all a Martial Cultivatior, he could not just sit there and wait for death. Facing the enemy's attack, he gritted his teeth, and also made his move.

His legs were slightly spread out, his hands stretched out, and all the flesh and blood in his body had congealed into a ball. His hair stood on end, and he looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, as he punched out to receive the blow.

Dang, dang, dang!

Both of Jiang Yi's hands were empty, directly clashing with the steel blade, a series of sounds of metal clashing sounded, as though his hands were made of steel instead of flesh.

His hands were actually so tough!

"Copper bones?" "My god, you have already tempered your bones to the peak, reaching the third step of Foundation Establishment, Blood Vapour Essence Transformation!"

The soldier was shocked: "My steel blade is made of 100 times refined steel, even someone at your level couldn't resist it, but you managed to block it. It seems like your martial arts are very profound, which is why you can train such a tyrannical body. It's a pity, you don't have any combat experience, but you're just a flower raised in a greenhouse, unable to withstand the rain or wind, how could you be my opponent?"

As he spoke, his attacks became even more fierce and unending, continuously slashing out with an imposing manner that could pierce through the sky.

Tap, tap, tap!

Jiang Yi was instantly forced to retreat several steps, the powerful force transferred onto his body, causing the blood in his chest to churn, as though he was about to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

He could already tell that this soldier's level of cultivation was about the same as his. They were both at the second step of building a foundation to temper their muscles and bones, and had forged their tendons and bones.

However, the other side was simply too brave and fierce. It was difficult for him to defend against them.

The people in the Blood Clothes Legion were elites selected from the various armies. They had experienced battles on the battlefield and were baptised by war, and each and every one of them were experts, incomparably powerful.

As for Jiang Yi, he was just a newborn calf. How could he achieve anything without the guidance of a master in the cultivation of a sect like the Dream Soul Sect? "It was only by relying on her tenacious willpower and training her body through ten years of hard work that she was able to form such a solid foundation.

Otherwise, he would have already been cut to death by his opponent's blade in the previous exchange.

However, the situation was still grim for him. If things continued like this, he would definitely die.

"Brat, no matter how much you struggle, it's useless. Today, you will undoubtedly die. Kill, peerless blade!" The soldier sneered, his aura suddenly changed, and he jumped up, the steel blade in his hand aimed straight for Jiang Yi's face.

"I can't die! I still have a blood feud to take revenge on! How can I die here!?" "Roar …" The deathly aura shrouded Jiang Yi's body, and deeply stimulated his mind. He immediately roared towards the sky, and issued a strange sound.

This voice sounded deep and resounding, like the king of tigers in the mountains, howling in rage.

"Tiger's Mount!" Suddenly, Jiang Yi seemed to have turned into a fierce tiger, his eyes revealed a berserk look.

"Tiger out of the cage!"

"Tiger Leaping River!"

"Tiger's Mount!"

"Ferocious Tiger Rush Kill!"

This boxing style had been practiced by him countless times. Now, it suddenly burst out, flowing like the clouds and flowing like the water. In one breath, it was completed without any flaws, blocking the Hundred Refinement Steel Blade and killing the soldier.

Papapapapapa

Crackling sounds were heard as the soldier's chest was caved in. His internal organs were broken and he was sent flying. His body landed on the ground with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe what he saw …