Chapter 538

All night, the palace master and the snow knife sect leader join hands to attack Xiao Yi.

But as a result, nothing has changed.

Xiao Yi, who has two kinds of flames, has reached the extreme state.

There is still a big gap between the two poles.

See Xiao Yi's figure, in place across a flame shadow.

Two bangs.

Almost face to face, two people again spit blood to hit fly.

"Damn it, it's strong." The master's face changed.

"Don't be careless." All night, the palace master murmured.

They looked at each other with dignity, and then the master of Xuedao nodded.

This time, it was the head of Xuedao sect who attacked with a knife.

Whoosh, the master of Xuedao sect, disappears in the same place in an instant.

The next second, when it appears again, it is already above Xiaoyi's head.

"Take your life, boy." The leader of the snow knife sect yelled and chopped the blade in his hand.

"Well?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

He obviously noticed that the knife in the master's hand had changed.

"Have you mobilized the strength of the spirit of the army?" Xiao Yi said to herself.

Yes, the leader of Xuedao sect has already used the martial spirit.

His martial spirit is "cold frost sword", which ranks in the blue level.

The blade is sharp and thick, showing its fierce power.

The blade is full of frost.

With a knife, it's powerful and heavy. It's surrounded by wind and snow, and instantly devours the enemy.

Sure enough, at the moment, the leader of Xuedao sect fell from the sky and chopped with a knife.

The snow under Xiao Yi's feet is smashed in an instant.

A broken wave, spread from his feet, a hundred meters range, instantly turned into powder.

It's snowy all over the sky, falling together.

The wind and snow wreak havoc, 100 meters range, submerge everything.

The body of the master of Xuedao sect stands proud in the wind and snow and laughs coldly.

"Ha ha, boy, are you dead?"

"It's not as simple as you think."

The voice of Xuedao sect leader has just dropped.

A cold voice, suddenly sounded.

"Is it?"

It was Xiao Yi's voice.

The next second, surging purple inflammation, an instant outbreak.

Countless Ziyan, surrounded by Xiao Yi, soared to the sky.

Around the wind and snow, all dissipated, ice disintegrated.

The cold frost sword is held by Xiao Yi and can't move.

"Master of Xuedao sect, but it is." Xiao Yi smiles coldly.

"You..." The head of Xuedao sect looks ugly.

"What if we were added?" Around, five hall demon hunting hall strong, instant hand.

"Cold silk Tianluo net."

Dozens of huge cold nets fell from the sky.

"Well?" Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed.

Cold silk Tianluo net is not a mortal thing.

It's a specialty of the extremely cold area. It's also a treasure controlled by the main hall of ice.

They are extremely precious.

The wire mesh is extremely tough, and it has the corrosiveness of cold and Yin, which can completely corrode the warrior's yuan force.

Once caught in the net, it is difficult for even the strong to break free.

Before, just one, will Qin Feiyang three people bound.

At the moment, dozens of them are even more difficult to deal with.

"The master of the ice palace is really rich." Xiao Yi sneered.

The master of the cold ice hall sneered, "these things were originally intended to give the snow wing carving clan those odds and ends."

"You've run into it yourself, and you've just killed yourself."

"Oh." Xiao Yi disdains to smile.

With a wave of his big hand, the sky is purple and the sky is filled with purple.

Dozens of cold silk Tianluo net, instantly stopped by the flame.

Zizizi Zizizi

The harsh sound of corrosion came from the air.

Although the giant net is stopped, it will continue to offset the purple inflammation.

Just at this time, the master of Xuedao sect sees that Xiao Yi is distracted from the cold silk Tianluo net and turns a knife and forcibly pulls out the cold frost sword.

Then, the figure stepped back more than ten steps.

At the same time, a total of one school, two religions, thousands of martial arts, joint attack.

Countless cold frosts were coming.

"Boy, I'm a warrior in a very cold place. I can't wait for you to look down on me."

The joint efforts of thousands of fighters are of great prestige.

All night, the master of the palace also made an instant move in the distance.

A White Dew suddenly broke out from him.

"Well? Deep sea cold soul bead Xiao Yi frowns slightly.

There is no doubt that the Lord of the night palace has also used the power of martial spirit.

However, he never thought that his soul was a cold pearl in the deep sea.

This is a kind of rare thing in the deep sea of extreme cold, one of the most important treasures.As the soul of martial arts, its rank is on the blue peak, far above the frost sabre.

A white light ball, floating in the palm of the palace master.

"Go." All night, master of the palace, let's have a drink.

Countless heads of huge things, instant gush out.

The deep sea ice whale and the extremely cold Python are devouring towards Xiaoyi.

Of course, these are not real monsters.

It's just the power of ice.

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed, countless purple inflammation, layer by layer around his side within the range of tens of meters.

All the frost attacks and the ghost images of ice monsters were burnt out in the purple fire layer by layer.

But correspondingly, the purple inflammation, also is unceasingly offsetting.

Xiao Yi must constantly export yuan force to support it.

His internal force is also being consumed at a relatively slow speed.

In the distance, the palace master burst out laughing, "ha ha ha ha."

"Boy, you have no door to heaven and no way to go down to the earth. How long can you support it when you are consumed by us like this?"

"If we are strong, we will consume and consume you."

At the moment, nearly a thousand demon hunting hall strong around, control the cold silk Tianluo net.

Blocking the high altitude, Xiao Yi's internal strength is also constantly consumed.

In the distance, Xiao Yi is surrounded by martial artists of one palace, one sect and two religions.

Countless frost, like a storm, never stops.

Although these warriors are not strong alone, it is still quite troublesome for thousands of people to join hands to attack.

It is also consuming Xiao Yi's yuan power.

As for the master of the never night palace, although he is a restudy of the extreme state, he controls 15% of the martial arts power.

With the outbreak of Wu Hun's power, the combat power has approached the extreme situation.

On that deep-sea cold soul bead, the huge monster phantom, emerges unceasingly.

In this many times of cooperation, surrounded by layers, the idle polar realm two armed men, afraid that they would have died long ago.

Even Bing Chengtian and other extreme triple warriors have to flee.

The five powerful halls, one palace, one gate and two religions of the demon hunting hall represent the strongest forces in the extremely cold regions, and the major forces have joined hands.

And it's a tacit understanding.

"It seems that you have colluded with each other for a long time, and the plan is not small." Xiao Yi looks at the soldiers around him coldly.

Ten steps away, the head of Xuedao sect sneered, "boy, do you think you still have a chance to win now?"

Xiao Yi shrugged, surrounded by countless purple inflammation, all the frost attacks failed to hurt him.

"If you have only these means."

"Well, Yi's chance of winning is still very big."

"Fight, you can stop."

"Hum." Snow knife door master cold hum way, "die to the point, still dare to speak hard."

"I see how long you can hold on."

"We've spent so long, you've already spent 7788 yuan in your body?"

"Once your strength is exhausted, it will be your death."

"Exhausting the yuan force?" Xiao Yi sneered.

The next second, the figure moved, but instantly disappeared in place.

From the beginning to the end, he maintained in two kinds of flame, polar dual strength.

Now, a golden flame, I don't know when, has already been added.

The shadow of a flame appears in front of the master of Xuedao sect.

Just one punch.

The frost sabre in the master's hand of Xuedao sect is broken in an instant.

The soul was broken, and he was immediately injured.

At the same time, Xiao Yi, wrapped in the fist of fire, pounded heavily on his chest.

"Poof." The leader of Xuedao sect spits blood and strikes him. When he falls on the ground, his face is white and he is seriously injured.

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

Xiao Yi's figure is constantly flashing.

The next second, has appeared in front of the palace master.

It's another punch. It's burning.

Xiao Yi, with three kinds of flames, smashes the cold soul beads in the deep sea with one fist.

The end of the night palace master is no different from that of the Xuedao sect leader.

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