Chapter 3285

"Poof."

Xiao Yi spits out blood.

The bloody blood was black and cold.

The bloody blood flowed to the ground, which eroded out a terrible cold air hole.

"What a pity." Seeing Xiao Yi's embarrassed posture, the northern hermit gave a grim smile.

"Originally, the wind and fire have been greatly developed. You are already a talent, which can be called the invincible pride of the world."

"Now, it will fall before it can show its light."

In the distance, the patriarch of Gujing clan and the patriarch of Qiongyu were very happy.

"It's worthy of being the Empress Dowager of northern hermit. If he doesn't, he will not be able to fight back and live."

Far away.

The walls of the fortress.

The eastern supreme emperor frowned with the king of jiuxiao sword.

It's the limit they can do without getting involved.

"Taking advantage of Xiaoyi, the master of the hall must guard the inferior position of the holy girl, and make a sneak attack and be mean." The face of the Oriental emperor was disdainful.

The king of jiuxiao sword clenched his fist, but he was unable to move.

If he did, he would be the target of public criticism.

The same is far away.

Ancient yuan Tianjun brow tight wrinkled already took a wipe of urgent color, "speed up, blood Jialuo to be absorbed."

At the moment of the forest night, the corners of his mouth are already full of blood, and the body of the sword emperor is full of cracks.

This way.

The northern hermit mother frowned, "I still want to let Yin Sha Yuan Li torture you a little bit more, and then let you watch the holy girl die with your own eyes, to relieve my hatred."

"Now it seems that there is no such time."

"Ancient patriarch, Qiongyu patriarch." The northern hermit said coldly, "the master of Xiaoyi hall will restrain him. You will go and kill xuejialuo and the holy girl."

"Good." Two people answer a, instant hand.

Xiao Yi's face changed greatly.

The northern hermit stares at Xiao Yi coldly, "when the saint falls, it's your turn to turn into blood."

The leader of Gujing clan and Qiongyu patriarch joined hands and went straight to Yiyi.

They had no other means but to blow out their palms.

This saint, now in a state of inertia, can not hide, can not stop.

With their strength, they can easily kill.

The most important thing is that the hateful Xiaoyi thief can't protect her now. They are both unscrupulous.

Suddenly.

Boom Bang

In a flash, there was a roar and a bang.

The patriarch of the ancient Jingzong was instantly engulfed by a flame. After a mouthful of bloody blood, his figure was heavily bombed.

Lord Qiongyu was hanged by a strong wind in an instant, and his figure was heavily bombed.

The flame giant and Luocha giant, who had not been moving, suddenly burst up in just a moment without warning.

"Well?" The northern hermit's face was startled.

Chuckling

Xiao Yi's figure suddenly pierces out, a pair of powerful palms, holding this old palm in the backhand.

"You How could... " The northern hermit's face changed greatly, "you can't get out of the old man's Yin Sha palm."

Yin Sha palm is strong enough to kill the master of mang Huang.

It is also enough to corrupt the body of ancient demon clan proud of its physical strength into blood and water.

According to the law, Xiao Yi can't escape, let alone the current backhand counterattack, if she is pierced by Yin Sha palm and blocks Yuan Li.

The northern hermit seems to have thought of something, suddenly changed his face, "no, just now you didn't pull out, but you forced all my Yin Sha Yuan power out."

"You've been all right It's you who procrastinate. "

Xiao Yi sneered, "have you this fool in, I don't need to move can procrastinate time, oneself is excellent."

"Unfortunately, it hasn't been delayed enough."

Bang

Xiao Yi's hands have already burst into flames.

"Next life, be smart."

"If I am willing to talk to you, I will prove that you have been calculated by me."

"Angry Blast

Boom

is as like as two peas in the past.

But at that time, the emperor had time to break his arm and escape.

This time, the flame broke out in an instant, and it was the fire that took advantage of the wind to increase its power and speed.

The northern hermit emperor had no chance to retreat.

With this roar, the northern hermit emperor was instantly engulfed by a burst of anger.

Within the fury, seven colors of powerful flames raged, countless different kinds of flames broke out.

In addition to the fire, a layer of wind tunnel strength, to enhance the fire.

"The northern hermit." The two patriarchs of the ancient Jingzong and Qiongyu, who had been bombed, came again in an instant.

Boom

A giant golden giant, a blow.A torrent of vigorous wind, devouring.

Xiao Yi squints.

He was really just procrastinating. Unfortunately, it's not enough.

Yiyi hasn't woken up yet.

Now, the patriarch of Gujing and Qiongyu are all ready to attack.

The two men, one of them, have been recovering from their wounds since the end of the war three days ago, and they have not taken part in the war today.

On the one hand, on the other is the weakest master of cloud waste.

These two men, not to mention their strength in the peak state of heyday, but at least they also maintain the top combat power.

Perhaps Xiao Yi can now forcibly burn the northern hermit emperor into nothingness.

However, he would rather block the two guys to ensure that Yiyi is not affected within the scope of safety.

"Go away." Xiao Yibao drinks, takes back his hand, and then both fists come out.

The northern hermit emperor quickly retreated from the numerous flames.

Boom Boom

Fire giant, Luocha giant, at the same time a blow.

The golden giant, however, was heavily bombarded.

And the torrent of the gang wind, the moment in the Luocha giant fist scattered.

Far away.

The big mouth of the northern yintaishang spouted blood, which was burnt all over the body and seriously injured.

The patriarch of the ancient Jingzong and the patriarch of Qiongyu only felt that the internal organs and six internal organs were upset, and both of them were seriously injured.

"This boy is so strong."

"It's over." Master Qiongyu said coldly, "xuejialuo is going to be absorbed."

Ka Suddenly, there was a broken sound in the distance.

"Poof." A mouthful of blood spurted from the forest night, and the figure was shaken away.

When he stopped his body shadow, the hand holding the sword was already shaking.

The body of the sword emperor was completely broken.

"Well." The forest night hums one, the footstep is unsteady, had to support the ground with sword.

He was defeated.

The emperor of the ancient Yuan Dynasty paid no attention to it. His indifferent eyes immediately turned to Xiaoyi and Yiyi.

Whoosh Boom

The emperor of the ancient Yuan Dynasty had no more words, and his figure disappeared in his place.

There was a roar in the air.

Ancient Yuan emperor's speed, this moment is terrible to the extreme.

Old but powerful fist, straight blow away Xiaoyi.

Xiao Yi's pupil shrinks. Looking at the closer fist, she feels that it is the pressure of heaven and earth, and the anger of heaven.

"Good come." Xiao Yi drinks coldly.

One punch, same heavy blow out.

Fists to fists, this instant collision, will definitely be the awe of heaven.

However, after a moment, the expected roar did not appear.

On the contrary Pa Such a light sound.

A delicate hand, I don't know when to stand in the middle of two fists.

Back of hand, facing Xiao Yi.

The palm of the hand is to clench the fist of the emperor of ancient Yuan Dynasty.

Delicate and plain hand, very white, warm as jade, hands, a surprising blood color lingering among them.

"Young master." Yiyi looks at Xiao Yi. To be exact, it is to look at a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth.

"Yiyi." Xiao Yi's face was happy, and she was relieved at last.

It is Yiyi who wakes up suddenly and then jumps out of Xiao Yi's back.

The ancient emperor squinted and gazed at Yiyi, "since you have absorbed xuejialuo, you will die together."

Boom

The old fist is still as powerful as heaven and earth.

But The weak palm of the hand was not shaken.

"How weak." Yiyi's mouth, slowly spit out two words.

Boom On the plain hand, a burst of blood burst out.

"What?" The emperor's face changed.

This is the first time he has changed color since he appeared.

"Monthly penalty." Yiyileng has a drink.

Endless blood color, instant blood color sharp thorn, cut through the space, straight away from the ancient Yuan emperor.

The figure of the emperor of the ancient Yuan Dynasty retreated in an instant, only one step across, already thousands of miles away.

"Swallowing spirit." Yiyi did not pursue, only in situ cold drink.

In the distance, over the head of the ancient emperor of Yuan Dynasty, a black moon suddenly turned into a ghost.

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the third shift.

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