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"Is the black swordsman still alive?"

"Isn't that arrogant?"

"The genius of the whole land of Shenzhou is about to gather in Philadelphia. Is he going to smash it?"

Philadelphia was boiling, and people were talking about it, especially the disciples of the two holy places, who openly defied Shenzhou, even if they were talented. Finally, they said, "the son of God is ready to die.".

The arrogance of the black swordsman is really boundless.

Of course, the most important thing is, is he really alive?

Three years ago, the secret passage had been closed and death was spreading. How could he survive in such an environment? How to escape from the secret?

When Wen Shiyun stepped into Philadelphia and heard such news, she could not help silence.

At that time, the one who had come here and personally set out the overall situation did not expect that the black swordsman was not dead.

Deep in the mountains.

Kaiyang said, "go to Philadelphia, don't move."

At the same time, some elders in Tianxuan holy land also spoke, and they made the same choice.

Somewhere.

LAN Xiaoxue is shocked. She did not expect that Li Yi is still alive.

Ye Qian raised her head, as if for such news, had long been expected, unexpectedly could not give birth to the slightest reaction, this kind of feeling is very strange!

The drizzle is still falling, although not big, but the victory is a long time, almost wet the land.

In a peaceful town, people close their stalls early.

Don't you evacuate the crowd

Li Yi shakes her head and says nothing.

Two days have passed. Tomorrow is the third day. Will they show up? Will you pass by here?

These problems have become Li Yi's most worried.

He did not know that if there was no Philadelphia incident, the escort team would have arrived here, but because of his news, the team was delayed by one day.

On the third day, dawn came slowly.

The rain is getting smaller and smaller, leaving only the wet earth.

Outside the town, ten miles away, there was a group of teams moving forward slowly. In the middle of the team was an iron cage, which was very large and dark.

There were two people in the cage. Their clothes were very messy, their bodies were thin and thin, and their hair was shawl, which covered their faces and made them invisible.

There are about ten people in the team. If you feel it carefully, there are two gods in the team, and the rest are the left rear of the sky.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the lineup is very strong.

As a matter of fact, the escorting team was far more than that, but because of the Philadelphia incident, the news that the black swordsman was about to appear, there were five gods left.

"Here it is." Beecher's eyes suddenly congealed.

"Are you afraid?" Li Yi looked at him, just as Qin Meng asked him.

"What do you say?" Beecher rolled his eyes.

How many people are there in the team? How many gods are there? What's their realm? Are there any royal soldiers?

Li Yi knew nothing about all this. Bixuan er said that he was not afraid that it was fake, even a little flustered.

It's a total gamble.

If the other side has many gods, even a middle-level God King, or even brings the emperor's magic soldiers, they have little possibility of saving people.

Even, you have to put yourself in.

"Don't be afraid." Li Yi took a deep breath and looked at the front with burning eyes: "elder martial brother said, it's not a big deal to die."

Bixuan Er lowered his sight and took a puff from the corner of his mouth. He wanted to kick Li Yi for a meal, the kind of kicking with his feet.

The team is still far away, only a vague outline can be seen, the number of strong people can't be seen clearly, and the number of gods can not be perceived.

Bi Xuan Er thought that if it was not for the thunder bone, ghosts would pay attention to you. In his opinion, Li Yi's so-called plan and layout are completely bullshit.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Li Yi is quiet. He hears the sound of the breeze. He sees the dust and leaves that can't be rolled.

Even at this moment, he clearly sensed the wriggling in his body, every inch of flesh and blood, every meridian, the power of life.

He knew that it was the power of immortality.

Yeah?

Bishner also noticed him, and his mind was awe inspiring.

Obviously, it is just a realm of heaven, but it gives him a kind of divine king's oppressive force, as if facing a powerful God King.

It's a terrible feeling.

He couldn't imagine what happened to Li Yi in the past three years.

As time went on, the team was getting closer.

Bishner was nervous, too.

Li Yi saw the iron cage, Murong qianqin, and Chen Meng. There were more than ten people in the whole team, two gods, all of whom were primary gods.

He didn't know whether there was a royal weapon or a strong card.

Ten minutes later.

Li Yi said: "the two gods will be handed over to me. You can handle the rest. Is there any problem?"As a minor leader of the Bi Mongolian nationality, his power is beyond doubt. Although he has never been a king, he also has the capital to face the God King. If he is only fighting against a dozen famous generals, he has the strength to crush him.

Can Li Yi really block the two gods?

He was worried.

In his mind, Li Yi has gone out. He did not choose to start in the town. If it is only two primary gods, he is conceited to be able to deal with it.

After walking half the way, he stopped his pace and stood quietly in the middle of the road. Then he took out the scarlet magic pen and drew one stroke after another towards the void.

Beecher came up and looked at him in surprise.

Passing people, also aware of what, have fled.

Not far away, the team stopped and stared at Li Yi one by one.

But when they feel the realm of Li Yi, they also relax. Looking at Li Yi, they have more smiles on their faces.

Only then can we reach the sky.

You know, there are more than ten tongtianjing in their team, and there are two gods.

The power of spirit is released through the magic brush, and turns into brand marks, which are engraved in the void. The golden traces appear and disappear.

It's weird.

The two kings looked at each other and said, "go."

Several strong people in the sky stride forward, looking at Li Yi's figure, eyes cold.

Bishner came out of it and sighed, "your opponent is me."

Kill!

They don't care about the opponents or opponents. They will kill whoever dares to come out.

Martial arts and techniques erupt at the same time, and the intention of killing is diffuse.

Unfortunately, when the big purple hand of Bichen fell down, everything was smashing, and the strong men showed their startled faces, and they wanted to go back.

Pen!

Bixuan er a backhand, the majestic demon force again surging, dense rush to ten sides, blocked several people's retreat.

"Demon clan?" The two kings of the gods were in sight.

Then, there was their scream. Under the purple hands, everything was impossible to escape, including their spirits.

It's so powerful.

Strong people are awe inspiring, subconsciously swallow a mouthful of foam.

"Do you know who we are?" A king of gods spoke in a solemn tone.

"Yes." Beecher blinked: "your two opponents are over there. By the way, it's too late not to do it."