"That's a big voice." The middle-aged man seemed to hear a big joke and laughed a few times.

"Kill me without a sword?"

"Boy, can't the head be crushed?"

"Press me."

The middle-aged man drank again and waved his hand.

The force of martial arts on Xiao Yi's body is increased again.

"Poof." Xiao Yi spat out bloody blood, and her face is extremely white.

However, to the end, his eyes, always cold and firm.

"It's just a simple King's realm. If I can't fight against it, I'll talk about how to hurry up and how to find someone."

Xiao Yi said to herself. Although she felt uncomfortable, she was staring at the middle-aged man.

"Put the field on me, right? Then let's see who presses the other. "

Words fall, Xiao Yi suddenly drink, "ice field, up."

Boom

Amazing martial arts power, out of thin air.

The cold breath of ice swept over the square kilometers.

The field of middle-aged people is blocked for several points.

However, the force of martial arts on Xiao Yi's body has not dissipated, which makes him extremely miserable.

"That's it?" Middle aged people disdain a smile, "true joke?"

"With your field, you want to offset the Deacon's hundred fields? It's beyond our ability. "

"This is your last chance." The voice of middle-aged people is more and more ferocious.

"Kneel down and plead guilty."

"Otherwise, die."

In the distance, Cao Lei frowns, but does not move.

On the other side, Qinglin tries to suppress the three city lords, but he still fails to end the battle. Looking at the situation of Xiao Yi, his face becomes more and more anxious.

Ka Ka Ka

Within the power of Wudao, Xiao Yi's fist clenched tightly and made a click sound.

The original deformed palm was forcibly held back to normal by him.

Bone displacement, he was forced to recover, the kind of inhuman pain, even can not make him frown.

He didn't speak any more, just looked directly at the middle-aged man.

Cold eyes, a wipe of murder, I do not know when to start, intensified.

To see the truth, his palm, I don't know when, began to dance mysteriously.

Within a kilometer radius, the strong killing machine, in just a few breaths, becomes full-bodied and frightening.

"Three palms of ice, kill the opportunity." Xiao Yi blows out his hand, but his hand suddenly stops.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yi's face suddenly changed.

It's not that the palm of his hand can't be photographed.

Instead, his heart, suddenly become fanatical, become restless.

All of a sudden, the fanatical heart became cold again.

In the eyes, a touch of blood emerged, which is a strong to the extreme of killing.

The heart, a killing intention, carelessness becomes unable to suppress.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yi was shocked.

This strange killing intention, which made his heart as firm as a rock, could not be restrained, so that he had to be confused and seriously vigilant.

He hasn't used it for a long time.

But after consulting master Luo last time, he knew the use of martial arts in the field, so he wanted to try it this time.

Domain martial arts, integrated into the field, can make the field rise to a higher level.

But now, what's going on?

His heart, restless and cold.

His eyes, more and more red.

He thought, but did not find that, in the air, wisps of blood have completely covered the square kilometers.

In the distance, Cao Lei's face changed for the first time, "what an amazing murderous spirit, what's going on?"

Cao Lei's old eyes, staring at the strong to materialized blood in the air, frowned tightly.

At the same time, the fields that middle-aged people sacrificed and the power of martial arts gradually collapsed and disappeared.

"How could it be?" The middle-aged man's eyes were startled, "strong intention to kill, forcibly disperse the power of martial arts?"

As for Xiao Yi, she gradually felt the change.

Heart, restless cold kill intention, can no longer suppress.

He suddenly understood.

But he suddenly killed the sky!

"Three palms of ice, the second, towering." The cold words come out of Xiao Yi's mouth.

Whoosh Xiao Yi's figure, suddenly disappeared in place.

"So fast." The middle-aged man's face changed.

Xiao Yi is not only the highest level of cultivation, but also faster than the eyes of a holy king?

"Be careful." Cao Lei suddenly burst into a drink.

As soon as the middle-aged man's face changed, Xiao Yi appeared beside him.

Around him, the cold blood in the air suddenly bound him tightly.The bloody eyes in Xiao Yi's eyes made him swallow his mouth.

"Three palms of ice, towering." Xiao Yi's voice suddenly became hoarse.

One hand, heavy blow out.

Boom There was a big bang.

The middle-aged man is directly under the palm.

Proud of the body, it was the chest was blown out of an obvious hollow palm print.

"How strong." The middle-aged man's face changed as he stood firm.

Whoosh

Xiao Yi's figure appears again out of thin air.

Boom Another blow.

"Poof." The middle-aged man spurted out a mouthful of bloody blood and was blown away again.

"No way." The middle-aged man's face was suddenly dignified.

He was a strong saint, and his understanding of martial arts was very high.

But he couldn't understand Xiao Yi's current combat power.

He is just intuitive. Every time Xiao Yi blows out his palm, it seems to be connected with the rich blood color of the square kilometer.

One hand blows out, is no less than this square kilometer's towering sky kills the idea to blow together.

Boom Boom Boom

Xiao Yi's figure is constantly flashing in this rich blood color.

The figure of the middle-aged man is also flashing, but he is constantly bombarded.

Now, Xiao Yi only knows how to describe his restlessness.

If he really let him describe it, it is four words, killing the sky.

Whoosh At this time, Xiao Yi appeared again out of thin air.

A cold hand, heavy blow to the middle-aged.

"Die." Cold, not angry words, spit out from Xiao Yi's mouth.

Whoosh Just at this time, a figure appeared out of thin air and stopped in front of Xiao Yi.

It's Cao Lei.

"Xiao Yi sub hall master, stop it." Cao Lei looks at Xiao Yi solemnly.

"Get out of the way." Xiao Yi spits out two words coldly.

"No way." Cao Lei shook his head.

"It's just five levels of one holy kingdom." Xiao Yi looks directly at Cao Lei, her bloody eyes are extremely cold.

"Do you want to die?"

For some reason, under her bloody eyes, Xiao Yi can see through the unfathomable accomplishments of Cao Lei.

"I..." Cao Lei is stupefied. He wants to say something, but he finds that he is locked in by a killing intention, which makes his face change.

Intuition told him that the young man in front of him was not empty words. He seemed to have the strength to kill him.

In the moment when he was stunned, Xiao Yi had already passed his figure.

A heavy hand, straight to Cao Lei.

Xiao Yi's eyes are bloodthirsty, and his heart is restless.

Intuition told him that only by killing the middle-aged man in front of him can he calm down his murderous mind and calm his restlessness.

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