Chapter 424

The golden flame devoured Xiaoyi's body in an instant.

Under the fire, full of sharp breath, the same terrible.

It was like being in the oven and suffering from a thousand cuts at the same time.

Almost instantly, Xiao Yi was seriously injured under the fire.

The terrible sharp breath scraped out countless ferocious bloodstains on his body.

At this time, blood into the river, a cold smile.

Actually, he took Xiao Yi's heart again.

Xiao Yi's pupil shrinks. If this palm is hit, he will die.

There is no doubt that xuechenghe wants his life.

Xiao Yi's reaction is extremely fast.

Just when the hand of xuechenghe is about to hit his heart.

The body is strangely crooked, like a spirit snake.

Can escape the fatal palm of the river of blood.

But blood into a river's palm, or hit him on the shoulder.

With a bang, Xiao Yi flies directly under this palm.

"Poof." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the moment, he is still surrounded by flames.

"San." Xiao Yi bit her teeth and murmured.

The extreme cold air, surging out, just can extinguish the flame on the body.

In fact, the extreme cold is far better than these flames.

His swordsmanship is far better than those sharp breath.

However, there is a big gap between him and xuechenghe.

The flame dispersed, exposed, is Xiao Yi extremely embarrassed figure.

In the mouth, the blood overflows everywhere; on the body, the bloodstain is innumerable, a clothing, was dyed dark red.

The arm, which had just been blasted, was broken and hung weakly.

"Xiao Yi." Liu Yanran's figure flashed and came to Xiao Yi's side in an instant.

What happened just now happened too fast.

From xuechenghe, Xiao Yi was engulfed by the fire, and then seriously injured by flying.

It's almost a blink of an eye.

This is the power of the nine heavy warriors in Tianyuan, and this is the horror of the top strong.

Only two palms have made Xiao Yi seriously injured and have little combat power.

"Xiao Yi." Liu Yanran looks at Xiao Yi's shocking scars.

Both hands want to hold Xiaoyi, but they are afraid to hurt Xiaoyi.

Face, already pale; face, already pear with rain.

Even if she was forced by her family to marry to Xuewu Valley, she was so sad and helpless that she held back her tears.

Now, seeing Xiao Yi's appearance, she can no longer restrain the tears in her eyes and keep crying.

"Fool." Xiaoyi soft voice smile, "don't cry."

Another powerful arm touched Liu Yanran's head.

"I'm fine. I don't have to cry."

"All around you are enemies. They don't deserve to see your tears."

"Rather than shed tears in front of the enemy, let them see your ferocity."

Say, clang.

Xiao Yi takes back her hand. The frost sword in her hand appears again out of thin air.

Supporting the ground with a sword, Xiao Yi slowly stood up.

On the other side.

Xuecheng River looked at Xiaoyi not far away, and felt a burst of chagrin.

He wanted Xiao Yi's life.

Before that, he asked Xiao Yi to retreat, but he had already expected that Xiao Yi would not.

In this way, he has an excuse to deal with Xiao Yi.

In his expectation, those two palms can definitely kill Xiao Yi.

However, it never occurred to me that Xiao Yi's body had been able to evade the crucial attack with that strange twist that was hard to understand.

Now, Xiao Yi is obviously seriously injured and has little combat power.

It's impossible for him to continue.

Otherwise, it would be a blatant provocation of the split Sky Sword sect.

Xiao Yi is the most powerful sword master. If you want to fight back, you can't wait to see.

However, it has always been one of the symbols of the split Sky Sword sect.

Just now, he killed Xiao Yi under the excuse of "wrong hand", which is justifiable.

Now, in full view of the public, he shot again, but deliberately killed him.

"Beishan sword master, go back." Blood into the river light road.

"I don't want to hurt you, but you don't have to worry about it."

On the other side, Xiao Yi stands up with his sword.

Just wanted to say something.

Liu Yan Ran cried and interrupted, "Xiao Yi, you go, don't care about me any more."

"If you go on like this, you will die."

"Dead?" Xiao Yi smiles, "blood into a river can't kill me."

Now, although he is in a mess, even some miserable.

However, his face is full of rebellious and unruly, as well as inexplicable self-confidence.

He still has the assurance of life."Still, no one can force you to do what you don't want to do."

"Just stay behind me."

Xiao Yi said, the frost sword straight point.

"Stubborn." Blood into the river mouth angry voice said, the heart is a sneer.

"Beishan sword master, you are so reckless and unreasonable. Don't blame me for being rude."

"Go up, take the Beishan sword master and Liu Yanran."

Blood into the river wave, blood fog Valley martial, once again pour into the nest.

His idea is very simple. Under the chaos, "wrong hand" killed Xiao Yi.

Blood into the river and hundreds of blood fog Valley martial arts, instant hand, attack to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi sneered.

He knew that xuechenghe wanted to kill him.

Over the past few months, he has carried countless dens for refining blood meaning pills.

This must have infuriated the blood fog valley which secretly supports white ink cold.

Blood into a river, naturally want to kill him.

But he was not afraid. He still has the assurance of life.

"Ice Split the sky. " Xiao YILENG has a drink.

A wave of frost sword in hand.

When the sword fell, the whole world suddenly turned white.

A terrible snowstorm, raging.

That cold, and full of the smell of destruction, people shudder.

Unlike the last blizzard that covered dozens of miles, this time, it only covered about kilometers.

Although the scope is small, its power has increased sharply.

Xiao Yi is worthy of being a martial arts genius.

This is the second time he has used the ice breaking sky chopper.

But it has been able to control the range of attack and reduce the power of blizzard.

It's almost a blizzard moment.

Hundreds of martial arts in the blood fog valley were all turned into ice sculptures under the wind and snow, and then turned into powder.

Blood into a river, but also face a change.

"This boy, how many strange cards do you have?"

Blood into the river, the heart was terrified.

"Break it for me." A big drink of blood.

The golden flame in the hand beats out, the blizzard, suddenly breaks.

The strength of Tianyuan jiuzhong is really terrible.

These snowstorms can defeat Fengyun Er Lao and Tian Yuan Qi Chong.

But it can't hurt Tianyuan jiuzhong.

However, he has just broken through the snowstorm.

The next second, the domineering sword comes.

"Beyond our means." Blood into a river sneer, the body gently a shock.

He broke the sword.

However, followed by a blizzard and the sword fell.

"Break Break Break... "

Blood into the river constantly beat out the flames, breaking the snowstorm and sword power again and again.

The combination of snowstorm and sword power can't hurt him, but it's enough to trap him.

The cold ice splits the sky, and can instantly injure the two old people.

Break the martial arts skills of the two.

Its power is far above the seven levels of Tianyuan.

Maybe it can't reach the level of nine levels of Tianyuan, but it's OK to keep the blood in the river for a few seconds with the sword power.

"Boy, I see how many times you can use this level of attack." Xuecheng River stares at Xiao Yi coldly.

Xiao Yi sneers and sees a lot of pills out of thin air.

Later, the pills were thrown into the mouth one by one.

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the first change.

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