Chapter 53

Every corner of Xiao's residence is full of fierce fighting.

The sound of the collision of weapons and the roar of martial arts are endless.

On the one hand, the Murong family members are like wolves; on the other hand, the Xiao family members are tenacious in resistance.

But the Xiao family, obviously in the underdog, the situation is very bad.

"Damn it, there are so many warriors in Murong family. Even if the people on the other side of the meteorite mountains come back, there won't be so many warriors. "

A middle-aged woman dragged a girl with one hand and killed the enemy with the other, and said indignantly.

"Ruyi deacon, many enemies are fresh faces, obviously not Murong family people..." a Xiao family warrior said.

Before he had finished his words, he had been besieged and died by several enemies.

"Asshole." The middle-aged woman split several swords and killed the enemies.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

several enemies came at once and surrounded the middle-aged women.

"Xiao Ruyi, the first deacon of the Xiao family, is really powerful. Hum, I'll kill you first." Several men attacked immediately.

The middle-aged woman, that is, Xiao Ruyi, is full of genuine Qi. She blocks several people with one person, but does not fall behind.

"Hum, Murong injury, you, the first deacon of Murong family, have to join hands to fight with me." Xiao Ruyi snorted coldly, and a sword shook them back.

All of them are deacons of Murong family. One of them is the first deacon of Murong family. The day after tomorrow, Murong is injured. The other three are also elite deacons, eight martial arts the day after tomorrow.

"Don't talk nonsense." Murong hurt sneered, "the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. You Xiao family will surely lose today. Ziyun city will no longer have your Xiao family. Hehe, you still have a little girl with you. I'll see how you can live in our hands. "

Xiao Ruyi's strength is not vulgar, far more than the other nine martial arts the day after tomorrow.

Unfortunately, she also took a girl, was dragged back, the battle gradually fell below.

Her arm was stabbed with two swords and her sleeves were dyed red with blood.

"Deacon Ruyi, you don't care about me and do your best to kill the enemy." Said the girl anxiously.

The girl is pure and lovely, beautiful, just like Yiyi.

"No, I promised the boy to take care of you. You should stay with me." Xiao Ruyi said quickly, and then he fought the enemy again.

There were battles everywhere in Xiao's residence.

However, most of them were besieged by several enemies, and gradually there were casualties. One after another fell down and were killed by random swords.

Xiao Ruyi got another sword on his arm, but he was still struggling to support him. "Damn it, the elder is trapped. The second elder is going to swim in the battle. The other elders have opponents and can't support him. If we go on like this, the Xiao family will be in danger. "

On the other side, several Xiao family members died in battle.

Xiao Ruyi also had several scars on her body, which became more and more serious.

"Deacon Ruyi, leave me alone." Yi Yi breaks away from Xiao Ruyi's hand and plans to fight with the enemy.

"Yiyi, don't do stupid things." Xiao Ruyi is in a great hurry.

"Xiao Ruyi, take care of yourself first." Murong hurt hold her, and then a grim smile, to a deacon behind him, "go and kill that little girl."

"Yes." A deacon ferocious smile, a jump to Yiyi in front of, "die."

Yi Yi closed her eyes in fear. She didn't want to drag Xiao Ruyi down. She would rather die.

But at this critical juncture, her heart was still foolishly whispering, "young master, Yiyi died, will you be sad? I don't know if I can take care of myself in the future...

just at this moment, a warm and powerful palm was put on her lovely head and fondly touched it.

"What do you say?"

The familiar voice was introduced into Yi Yi's ear, and Yi immediately opened her eyes. She knew that it was Xiao Yi's voice. Only Xiao Yi's voice can make her so excited.

"Young master, are you back?" Yi said excitedly.

"Well." Xiao Yi nods.

At this time, Yiyi looked in front of her. The elite deacon of Murong family who wanted to kill her just now fell to the ground with a striking bloodstain on his neck.

Xiao Yi hugs Yi Yi, and then jumps to Xiao Ruyi.

"Deacon Ruyi, protect Yiyi for me, and leave the rest to me." Xiao Yi pushes Yi Yi to Xiao Ruyi, and then meets Murong Shang and others alone.

Xiao Ru's opinion is that a figure suddenly strikes. First, he is surprised. When he sees Yi Yi, he catches it.

Then seeing the appearance of Xiao Yi, he was in a great hurry, "Xiao Yi, how did you come back?"

"Oh, damn it. He's just a heavy boy the day after tomorrow. Why are you so impulsive. Xiao Yi, you should come back soon. Now Xiao's family is in danger. You must not lose...

however, her words have not been finished.

The fire sword in Xiao Yi's hand crossed, and a red light crossed. Murong wound and others fell to the ground in response to the sound, and blood flowed down on their necks."Hiss." Xiao Ruyi took a cold breath, "Murong wound, plus two eight martial arts the day after tomorrow, are you dead like this? How did the boy become so strong. "

To kill these three people, Xiao Yi looks at the situation around her and frowns, "what's going on? How come there are so many warriors in Murong family."

Xiao Ruyi ran over and said, "Murong family asked for help from nowhere. The number of people is far more than our Xiao family."

Xiao Yi asked, "the big elder and the two elders are there. No matter how many martial artists there are in Murong family, it will not help."

Xiao Ruyi looks anxious and says, "the situation is critical now. I don't know how to explain it to you. In a word, the elder is trapped, and the situation is very bad."

"The two elders are wandering. If it wasn't for his help, we would have all died if we were not for the fact that the martial arts of the Xiao family were far less than those of the Murong family."

Xiao Yi looked at it, and sure enough, there was a figure in the field constantly leaping, quickly killing the enemy, which reduced a lot of pressure for Xiao Jiawu.

The figure is the second elder.

Xiao Yi frowned and said quickly, "protect Yiyi. I'll kill the enemy."

"Xiao Ruyi way," or I go, you protect Yiyi, after all, my strength is stronger. "

Before she finished her words, she found that Xiao Yi had disappeared in place.

"What a fast speed." Xiao Ruyi is shocked. His eyes, the first deacon of the Xiao family, can't keep up with Xiao Yi's speed.

The huge Xiao family has become a bloody battlefield.

On the battlefield, a fire red figure suddenly appeared.

Where the red figure of fire passed, there must be an enemy who fell to the ground in response to the voice, bleeding like a flood.

Fire red shadow, like a burning wind, burned the enemy to ashes.

A deacon of the Xiao family was struggling to support it, and could hardly hold on. However, a fire red figure passed by, and he was surprised to find that his opponent was dead.

"It's so strong... It's Xiaoyi, no, it's the little master." The deacon was immediately overjoyed.

"Help others." Xiao Yi drinks and kills the enemy again.

"Yes." The Deacon replied.

With the addition of Xiao Yi, the pressure of Xiao family members has been obviously reduced. The enemies fell one by one, and the deacon of the Xiao family was able to spare his hands to help other clansmen.

This is a relationship of ebb and flow. The more Xiao Yi kills enemies, the more clansmen can help others.

Not long ago, dozens of enemies died under the sword of Xiao Yi.

The two elders also found Xiao Yi's appearance. They were overjoyed and killed several enemies with one hand. Then they came to Xiao Yi and said, "boy, can you resist these enemies?"

"Don't worry." Xiao Yi confidently said, "now I am invincible in nature, and I will kill the day after tomorrow like killing a chicken."

"Killing the day after tomorrow is like killing a chicken? Good, good. " The two elders laughed and said, "now all the elders are fighting with the elders of Murong family."

"The elder is more restrained. I have to help him at once."

Xiao Yi nodded and said, "OK, give it to me here."

In a flash, the two elders disappeared in the same place and went to the depth of the family, where was the battlefield of the congenital warriors.

Xiao Yi here, kill the enemy crazily again.

In front of him, there is no enemy of unity. No matter who is a warrior or a powerful warrior, he is killed by a sword.

The deacon of Murong family had noticed Xiao Yi and attached great importance to it. Seven or eight people joined hands immediately.

"Green wave superimposed wave palm."

The eight men released their martial arts skills together, and the momentum was soaring.

"No, don't be careful." The deacon of the Xiao family was shocked.

Xiao Yi was not afraid, sneered, "come good, fall mountain to chop."

Above the fire sword, an avalanche like momentum appeared, and one sword broke the eight powerful waves. After that, the remaining power of the fire sword did not diminish, and the eight men were immediately cut under the sword.

Eight warriors the day after tomorrow are killed by seconds in front of Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi is now eight times the day after tomorrow. With the increase of the dragon's ascent, Xiao Yi's natural strength is already. In addition, he's really as easy to kill as a chicken with his intermediate martial arts skills.

"The little master is mighty." The people of the tribe were aroused a strong sense of war.

Half an hour later, the battle situation was completely reversed, but it was the Xiao family who had the upper hand.

There are so many corpses in the Xiao family. Some of them belong to the warriors of the Xiao family and some belong to the enemy.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air.

"Those who offend the Xiao family will not stay and kill all of them." Xiao Yi has a big drink, and the voice spreads all over the Xiao family.

"According to the order of the young master, kill." The people of the Xiao family took death as their own and fought back strongly.

An hour later, Xiao Yi stopped panting and kept killing the enemy. He almost walked around the hall once, and the deacons of Murong family died in his hands.

Blood dyed his clothes red. However, he was still like a sharp sword, his spirit was unstoppable, and his killing intention was overwhelming.In the eyes of Murong family, Xiao Yi seems to be a god of death, a demon who killed them, a nightmare they can't resist.

Now, only the deacons of the Xiao family are left on the field the day after tomorrow. In Murong's family, there is only one warrior with nine levels in every realm.

Although the Murong family had more warriors, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated. There was no warrior the day after tomorrow. The deacons of the Xiao family almost killed them one by one.

Xiao Yi came to a deacon's side and said, "this is for you. Try to reduce the casualties of the people and kill the enemy quickly. I'll help the elders."

"Yes." The Deacon replied respectfully. Although he is a deacon, he is extremely convinced and respected when he looks at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's feet moved and went to the deep of Xiao's residence. "Uncle Xiao Zhong, don't worry."

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