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No one replied him, because at this very moment, their situation was far too passive.

They were all Martial Cultivator, so only by getting close to Li Yi could they truly use it, while the opponent could use a technique to long-range attack them. What was even more terrifying, was that even if you approached them, you would not be able to withstand Li Yi's sword technique.

"His soul force has weakened."

"Don't panic. Steady."

"Don't attack from the same direction."

"Right, that's right, everyone spread out."

In just a few short minutes of battle, before over thirty people could even get close to Li Yi, about ten of them had died.

The remaining people scattered one by one, looking at Li Yi, the killing intent in their eyes almost condensed into reality.

Weng! *

A figure rushed up from behind him, his sword glinting with killing intent.

Li Yi turned around. Before he could even cast the technique, the sword beam slashed down, leaving a deep red wound on his back.

Kill!

The second and third beams seemed endless as countless silhouettes slashed down with the Life Death Sword.

Li Yi trembled, his expression changed greatly as he turned and grabbed the black greatsword. With a wave of his hand, he slashed out with the first style of the Crippling Sun Sword Technique.

Soon after, he took out a talisman. It was a talisman imprinted with a imprint of a Heavenly Dao talisman. The talisman's power exploded in mid-air as an ancient character appeared. Light flashed, and it was smashed down.

Talisman Master?

The remaining people slightly raised their heads, their bodies stiff and their expressions ugly.

In the darkness, Gao Martial Spirit was also startled. He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Not only was he a martial practitioner, he was also a sacred art. He was actually a Symbol Master.

The power of the talisman smashed down and suppressed more than ten figures. The first style of the Crippling Sun Sword Technique slashed towards another direction and for a moment, everyone's Attack was blocked.

Seeing that, Li Yi did not retreat, but went forward and used the second form of the Crippling Sun Slash.

Pfft!

When this astonishing sword attack struck out, at least five figures died miserable deaths.

In the darkness, Gao Martial Spirit panicked.

On the long street, the only remaining figure could not help but reveal a terrified expression.

Over thirty people had surrounded and killed a youth. The battle had continued until now, but that youth was still alive and kicking. Yet, over ten of them had died.

What kind of concept was this?

If this were to spread out, no one would dare to believe it.

"Die."

One figure was enraged as he rushed forward with a low growl. Over ten of his comrades had died like this. His rage was like thunder, and he was unwilling to accept this outcome.

Seeing that, the remaining people did not hold back anymore, and rushed forward with all their might, wanting to kill Li Yi at this moment.

"Hehe!"

Li Yi laughed coldly, he licked his lips, the blood and killing intent in his heart, seemed to have been ignited, as he opened his eyes wide, showing a look of madness.

The rest of the figures rushed over, and he rushed up to them as well.

The first sword attack fell down and the majestic force forcefully rushed towards the three people and sent them flying.

At the same time, a sword beam slashed into his body from behind as dark red blood gushed out, dyeing his clothes red.

Kill!

Li Yi's eyes were cold and sinister, as though he did not feel any pain. He waved his huge sword, and slashed again.

This was a terrifying scene.

Even though they had a lot of people, when facing such a youth like Li Yi, all of them felt a chill in their hearts.

Martial arts, sacred art, Talisman Master.

He was like a god of war, more like a Vicious Beast from hell, a Vicious Beast that did not care for its life.

Pfft!

Someone attacked him from behind with a sword in hand. The cold sword pierced through his body, and a string of blood spilled onto the street.

Li Yi growled, as the gigantic sword swept out with a tremendous force that exploded forth, directly sending the person flying.

Immediately after, another silhouette dashed over, filled with killing intent. The sword beam slashed at his left hand, bringing with it an excruciating pain. The gigantic sword in his hand was on the verge of falling out of his grasp.

He raised his right hand and slapped out with his palm. The shocking spiritual energy was mixed with his killing intent, and the slap accurately landed on that person's body.

Pfft!

That person spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt that his internal organs were about to move, and what was even more terrifying was that the Qi Sea s whose power had seeped into him were disintegrating his veins.

Now that the battle had progressed to this point, the rest of the figures could no longer maintain their calm and no longer had any intention of attacking.

Over thirty people surrounded and killed a youth, and the battle had lasted less than an hour. On their side, close to thirty people had died, and now, only seven or eight remained.

As for the other party, even though his condition wasn't very good, he was still standing there.

In the darkness, Gao Wu Ling could no longer hold himself back. He walked out with large strides, and stared at Li Yi with ice-cold eyes.

Nearly thirty people had died miserable deaths here. Although he was shocked by Li Yi's strength, it had also aroused his determination to kill Li Yi.

Looking at him, Li Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed: "Finally willing to come out?"

Seven to eight figures quickly walked over and stood behind Gao Wu Ling, as they coldly looked at Li Yi.

Gao Martial Spirit raised his head and said with a harsh tone, "I have to say, you surprised me quite a bit, but you offended me …" He did not say the rest of his words, but he believed that Li Yi would understand.

To offend him meant to die, and that was the law.

Of course, although Li Yi understood what he meant, she did not know who he was.

Kill!

A cold light burst out of Gao Martial Spirit's eyes. He waved his hand and a cyan longsword flew out from his body. He gripped the sword hilt, and the sword shadows flashed as it emanated with a great aura.

Spiritual Weapon?

Li Yi's heart trembled, his eyes became heavier, the thought of killing Gao Wu Ling surfaced in his mind, but at the same time, he hesitated.

But soon, he made his decision.

Although Gao Martial Spirit possessed Spiritual Weapon, his cultivation was still too low, only at the first level of the sect.

How could such a person possibly fight against him?

The eight figures behind Gao Martial Spirit looked at the furious Gao Martial Spirit and three words appeared in their minds, "It's over."

There was no one who understood Gao Martial Spirit better than them. He was arrogant and unruly, as if in his eyes, the Gao Family was the father of the Emperor.

And he was a high and mighty young master from the Gao Family.

In the past, those who offended him would not end up well. This was also the truth. However, it was mostly because of them, who stood behind him, silently protecting him.

It was because of their clarity and understanding, that when they saw the Spiritual Weapon in Gao Wu Ling Lu's hand, they were enraged, but did not try to persuade her, and knew that they could not.

The only right thing to do was to kill Li Yi before Gao Wu Ling and Li Yi made contact.

However, nearly thirty people had died horribly, and they were the only ones left with injuries. Would they still be able to succeed?

The eight of them looked at each other in silence, revealing sorrowful expressions. Meeting such a master was the greatest sorrow of their lives.

"Charge! Let's attack together and kill him!" Gao Martial Spirit angrily shouted. His face was filled with malevolence.

The eight of them sighed, they quickly rushed forward, moving the Attack from eight different directions, but when the green lotus bloomed, a black mountain pressed down, a black sword light cleaved down.

This was the last glimmer of light that the eight of them would see.

Furthermore, they would always understand why even after using so many techniques, Li Yi's mental strength was still so saturated? Why did the power of his three meridians seem to be inexhaustible? Why was he still standing there even though he suffered from a terrible injury?

This was a mystery.

Eight black figures fell at the same time, their blood staining the street red.

Gao Martial Spirit shivered, and his pupils shrank. He finally understood what kind of existence he had provoked.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Li Yi grabbed a sword on the ground, channeled all his strength and struck the sword outwards. With a pfft sound, the sword pierced through Gao Wu Ling, who was in a daze, and the force of the attack erupted, sending his body flying out, pinning him onto the wall.

Clang!

When the Spiritual Weapon in his hand left, he regained his senses, blood spewing out of his mouth. He stared straight at Li Yi, fear and despair filled his heart in that moment.

Li Yi gasped for breath, slowly walked over, and picked up the Spiritual Weapon, and turned around.

After a long time, the long street quieted down.