Chapter 3163

Zizizi

In the air, the sound of Ziming is not the low sound of the cold breath or corrosive sound.

But that kind of tyranny to the extreme, even the space can not bear the breath of the continuous collision brought by the harsh sound.

That kind of harsh, is a kind of strangling sound.

The huge bloody blade stretches thousands of feet in the sky.

The momentum of the bloody sword blade at the moment has already changed the faces of ancient king Yixi and ancient emperor Changming at the same time.

The power of this bloody blade is absolutely more powerful than any means and attack power of this young man when he fought with them before.

The most amazing thing is that the bloody blade is still expanding at the speed visible to the naked eye, and its momentum is soaring.

The huge black devil has disappeared.

Yuan Li, the elite of the eight halls, is now shared among the ten thousand Zhang giant statues through 3303 Dharma images.

When the young man stepped on the giant elephant, he had an endless force.

At the same time, the sky of blood stars is still falling.

The sword in the hands of young people is also surging with blood, which is more and more dangerous and dazzling.

When all these three forces gather on this young man

Then there is the huge bloody sword blade that makes the world tremble.

The color on his face gradually turned to fright.

"Why does the master of Xiaoyi hall ask for trouble?"

"With your accomplishments, you can't bear this huge force."

"If it goes on, it's just crushing yourself to death."

"Oh? Is it? " Xiao Yi holds the sword in one hand and sneers, but there is no half pressure on her face.

Through the blood light, his face is relaxed and easy.

The patriarch of the ancient Jing clan squinted, "it's amazing physical endurance."

"Worthy of being the contemporary master of the general Hall of Shura."

"It's just that you can't do anything about it, old man."

Boom

The patriarch of the ancient Jingzong suddenly trembled, and the momentum of heaven and earth fell down.

The huge bloody sword blade of this magnificent momentum was suddenly crumbling, and it was gradually collapsing.

This bloody sword blade, which is thousands of feet in size, even the two kings of the ancient kingdom are all afraid of it. But in front of the patriarch of the ancient Jing sect, it is only a simple momentum that has been suppressed.

From the beginning to the end, the patriarch of the ancient Jingzong only held his hands and said in a high voice, "Lord Xiaoyi, if you take back your sword now, I can let go of the past."

"You have unilaterally broken the agreement and violated the affairs of our ancient Jingzong. My Lord also sold eight halls for a face, which has been exposed."

"Otherwise, if the master of Xiaoyi hall insists on his own way, the consequences will be..."

"Ha ha." Xiao Yi interrupts coldly, "a sentence of letting bygones be bygones, then taking over; and adding a threat of willful action."

"You're such an old man. You're really attacking every word."

"However, if you, like the master of the ancient Jing sect, can force me to stay Xiaoyi, you will say that we should not be responsible for the past?"

"Tut." Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly narrowed, "this proves that my blood brake has already threatened you. If you go on, you can't bear it."

"You want to bluff me Xiaoyi? You're not qualified. "

Xiao Yibao drinks a sound, the sword in the hand not only did not receive, counter strength soars.

The power of the bloody blade is soaring at a more amazing speed.

The blade, which was originally thousands of feet long, has been increasing rapidly to 5000 feet, 8000 feet, and finally to 10000 feet.

The blade of wanzhang sword is awe inspiring with blood.

Xiao Yi's sword is under his command.

Clang A clang sound is like the sound of sword in heaven and earth.

The blade of the bloody sword flashed past.

"Back." The master's face changed greatly and he drank heavily.

Ben's hands behind his back, all of a sudden.

The two kings of the ancient boundary had already retreated.

The patriarch of the ancient Jingzong walked across the river, and his hands could resist the huge bloody sword blade.

This is the strength of one of the eight patriarchs.

When the well-known old masters such as the second king of the ancient boundary dare not touch their edge, the patriarch of the ancient boundary clan dares not to retreat and advance, and forcibly blocks the bloody sword blade.

If we say that the two ancient kings are the top of almost all the powerful monarchs.

Then the eight patriarchs are the peak of martial arts and the top of the whole continent except for the special existence of the ancient Yuan emperor.

"Poof." Xiao Yi spits out blood.

The bloody blade, connected by him, was also the strongest blow under his full control.

"Master of Xiaoyi hall." The leader of the ancient Jingzong looked at Xiao Yi coldly, "if you are defeated, don't you stop?"

"I failed?" Xiao Yi sneered, "the ancient master is worse than me now."Look at the truth, although the master of the ancient Jing sect stopped the bloody sword blade, a pair of old hands were shaking at the moment.

And between palms, blood is already dripping.

This bloody blade is not only very powerful, but also terrifying.

"Lord."

"Lord."

There were two exclamations in succession.

The first sound belongs to the two ancient kings.

They were the strongest in the ancient Jing sect except for the patriarch, and their accomplishments were profound and unpredictable.

But even they felt the bloody edge of the sword from a distance, and then they felt a shiver.

Second, it belongs to the numerous powerful people in the clan.

Their once proud, revered patriarch, at the moment, they were completely defeated.

That old hand, once for them is a day, but at this moment, it is bloody, embarrassed.

The master of the ancestral sect of the ancient kingdom had an ugly face, and his hands strongly blocked the bloody sword blade. He said in a cold voice, "Lord Xiao Yi hall, what do you really want?"

"Do you really want to tear up the agreement and declare war on the eight schools?"

Xiao Yi sneered, "I said that I came to you to arrest the wanted criminals. It was you who wanted to stop the master of this hall."

The leader of the ancient Jingzong said angrily, "when did I have a wanted criminal in your eight halls?"

Xiao Yi sneered, "have or not, search just know."

"The ancient patriarch had to stop him, but he had a guilty conscience?"

"Evil cultivation is the public enemy of the mainland, and everyone knows it."

The master of Gujing sect bit his teeth and said, "if it is proved that there is no wanted criminal in Gujing sect, there is no evil cultivation..."

Xiao Yi interrupted in a cold voice, "then everything is easy to say."

"If you really let me find it out, then don't blame me for being rude."

"Good." The leader of the ancient land clan nodded hard, "I want you to search."

As soon as the voice dropped, it was hard to see the extreme of the face of the patriarch of the ancient Jingzong.

He is one of the eight sects. Today, being searched is equivalent to bowing his head.

"However, if you can't find out, you Xiaoyi hall leader just deliberately provokes my ancient Jingzong, then my eight sects will never give up and ask you to give us an explanation."

The leader of the ancient Jingzong once again dropped.

Xiao Yi sneered, did not make an answer, only to below a few commanding hall Lord to hit a wink.

"If anyone dares to obstruct the eight halls, they will kill them on the spot."

"Yes, Lord." A group of leaders accepted the order with respect.

A branch of elite, fast into the ancient realm.

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