Chapter 1238

Far away, in the range of scuffle.

Fang muxue all the way across the place, blood mist floating.

The martial arts of the Qin family and the martial arts of the northern Yinzong had no enemies under her sword.

However, to see the truth, Fang muxue's face was obviously startled.

It is better to say that the sword in the hand absorbed her palm and made her unable to control herself.

"Stinky girl, you want to die."

At this time, a deacon of the Qin family gave a violent drink and made an instant move.

The deacon of the Qin family, however, is the peak cultivation of the holy King's realm. With one hand, his power is amazing.

However, hissing

When he attacked Fang muxue's home, a cold white blood awn, but he was cut to pieces, blood spatter.

"Ah." Fang muxue exclaimed, and her face had already faded.

At this time, another figure quickly went to the direction of Mu Xue.

"What a strange sword." "But the sword is strong, but you are too weak."

It was the deacon of the northern Yinzong, whose cultivation reached the realm of the holy emperor.

Fang muxue quickly reaped the lives of Qin family warriors and Northern Yinzong warriors with his sword.

The strong of the northern Yinzong will not let it go.

With the rapid attack of the figure, Fang muxue can't even control the sword in his hand to resist, but the sword in his hand can Parry automatically.

Clang

The sword in Fang muxue's hand was shaken open this time.

Indeed, although the sword is strong, Fang muxue's cultivation is too low. How can he be an opponent of a strong emperor.

Just at this time, a figure flickered.

Kan Kan blocked Fang muxue with a sword when the fierce palm of the northern hermit sect's martial artist hit Fang muxue.

Clang

There was another clear and crisp sword sound. However, this time, it was not the sword that was shaken open, but the northern Yinzong deacon was cut by a sword.

"Young master Xiao Yi." Fang muxue looks happy when he sees the visitor.

Xiao Yi smiles, "you take the sword, or the sword takes the person?"

Fang muxue smell speech, embarrassed smile, face slightly red.

I don't know when, Xiao Yi has taken Lengyan sword back from Fang muxue's hand.

The cold Yan sword, which originally exudes blood and reaps life like madness, is quiet and incomparable in Xiao Yi's hands.

Xiao Yi looks at the cold Yan sword. The blood color on the sword is already strong and towering.

It's not hard to imagine how many people were killed by Leng Yan Jian in Fang muxue's hand just now. It's no wonder that Fang muxue is so scared that she looks pale.

"Ah, be careful, young master Xiao Yi." Fang muxue reacted and exclaimed. You know, there is a strong northern hermit sect in the holy emperor's territory in front of her.

"Oh." Xiao Yi smiles faintly and doesn't pay attention to it.

Fang muxue looks more real. The strong man in front of him is a ferocious sword mark on his chest at this time.

Inside the sword marks, blood was bubbling.

The strong man of the northern hermit sect was also blind and lifeless.

"Dead?" Fang muxue was surprised, "how strong, is this the real strength of Xiaoyi?"

Xiao Yi, who holds a cold Yan sword, kills a holy emperor with one sword, but it is extremely relaxed.

"Out of combat." Xiao Yi said, "this scuffle should be over."

"Well?" Fang muxue looks suspicious.

Xiao Yi did not answer, but looked at the battles around him.

The real fierce battle lies in the three masters of the family and the elder of the northern Yinzong.

Fang and Gu, the two masters of the family, are against the old master of Qin and the elder of beiyinzong.

Their accomplishments are at the same level.

However, the elder of beiyinzong is obviously more powerful.

Therefore, the master of the Fang family and the master of Gu's family were totally in a bad situation.

The same is true for the rest of the two families. Originally, the number of warriors in the two families was much more than that of the Qin family.

However, the joining of the northern hidden sect made the two martial artists have little power to parry.

However, what really determined the direction of the battle was the battle between the three family masters and the elders of the northern Yinzong.

"Hoo." Xiao Yiqing breathed out a breath, and his body was healed.

The woman's method just now is really amazing.

Just pulling him for a while, he was cured unconsciously.

Xiao Yi shakes his head, does not think again, but looks at Lengyan sword.

"I didn't care about you for a while, but it turned out to be a disaster?" Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed.

Clang

On Lengyan's sword, the body of the sword vibrates and makes a clang sound.

Xiao Yi knows the meaning of Jianling, which means that he played the sword when he handed it to Fang muxue.

At that time, Xiao Yi meant to help protect Mu Xue.

However, in the understanding of Jianling, she can absorb blood with Xiao Yi's permission.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "you want to smoke so much, this time, let you suck enough."

Xiao Yi's eyes are cold, and a sword comes out.

WhoaAll of a sudden, the whole city Lord's house, aura rampant and violent.

One after another, blood color, constantly from the surrounding corpses shot out.

The blood color of intense fire, with Lengyan sword as the center, comes from all directions.

But for a moment, the blood around Xiao Yi was like a stream of blood.

Blood flow, still growing.

"Well?" The sudden change immediately attracted the attention of the three family owners and the elders of the northern Yinzong.

"What does that kid want to do?" The head of Qin's family frowned.

"It's amazing." Fang's face was startled.

"It's not good to keep absorbing blood gas and soaring momentum." The elder's face suddenly changed, "quick, kill that boy."

"Yes." Those who live in the northern part of the country respond.

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh

A line of figures, crazy fierce attack to Xiao Yi.

"Oh." Xiao Yi sneered and remained unmoved.

Next second, Bang Bang Bang

One after another blood flowers, burst out of thin air, a group of blood fog, extremely beautiful.

One after another, the soldiers of the northern Yinzong were turned into blood fog.

Only a few deacons of the northern Yinzong in the holy emperor's territory could barely support it.

"No, don't get close to this boy." A beiyinzong deacon exclaimed.

It was obvious that his face became extremely ugly, and his veins loomed, as if there was blood to burst out.

"Boom." Xiao Yi murmured.

Bang Bang Bang

Another burst of sound, one by one the northern Yin Zong Wu, this turned into blood fog.

At this time, the blood color around Lengyan sword is like a river of blood, surging to the extreme.

"It's my turn." Xiao Yi sneered.

"The third type, blood brake chop."

Hum

The body of Lengyan sword is suddenly humming.

A huge blood blade suddenly condenses in the air.

The astonishing momentum will instantly suppress the momentum of all the warriors around him.

"Out." Xiao Yi cuts it with a sword.

The huge blood blade in the air flashed by.

"This..." The elder of beiyinzong was shocked. His first reaction was to hide. He could obviously feel the fatal threat from the huge blood blade.

However, he found himself unable to move.

A bloodthirsty breath, I do not know when, has been firmly locked in him.

A touch of panic, instantly appeared in the face.

In the eyes, it is a piece of blood all of a sudden.

Chuckling

When the huge blood blade passed by, the whole city Lord's house was suddenly filled with scarlet.

When the scarlet is idle, the blood blade disappears.

There are two more bodies in front of Fang and Gu.

Qin Zhen and the six elders of beiyinzong have already died. There are two bloody sword marks on their bodies, which are extremely shocking.

...

the third shift.

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