Chapter 1110: Peerless sword repair

"Is there really no way to break the formation?"
The Lord Shaoshan whispered to the Black Poison Saint King beside him.
The Black Poison Saint King shook his head, "This Star Fantasy Sword Formation is already extraordinary sword skills."
"I once heard that in ancient times, there was a peerless strong man who controlled the power of starlight."
"Because of the power of the starlight, he was able to ramp up the Central Region in the ancient times."
"If I didn't guess wrong, this Xiao Yi little thief must have inherited this senior star fantasy."
"In addition, the formation of this little thief is also extremely strong."
"Extremely strong sword skills, coupled with extremely strong formations, with a middle-grade holy weapon as the heart of the formation."
"With our means, it is almost impossible to break it in a short time."
Master Shaoshan gritted his teeth.
"The most important thing is." Black Poison Saint King paused, his expression ugly, "I don't know why, the old man always feels that this little thief has some treasure on his body."
"It is this precious treasure that greatly increases the power of the formation, making it more difficult for us to break the formation."
"Heavy Treasure?" Lord Shaoshan's eyes lit up, "Isn't that a heavy treasure of formation? Do you know what it is?"
"I don't know." Black Poison Saint King shook his head, "I can't perceive it."
"Forget it, as long as you kill that little thief, everything is ours." The Shaoshan Lord smiled grimly.
In the center of the formation, Xiao Yi stood with his hands behind, without any movement.
He knew that the warriors of Tianwangshan were talking about how to deal with him, but he ignored it.
He held the Lengyan sword in his hand, maintaining the formation.
On the other side, the Lord Shaoshan, the Black Poison King, and the elders of the Tianwang Mountain are still discussing.
"Although it is a pity that the Qinglin villain ran away."
"But I remember Master Qiu said that there is definitely more than one middle-grade spirit vein in that formation barrier."
"In other words, this Xiao Yi little thief must have a middle-grade spirit vein on him."
"Kill him, take away the middle-grade spiritual veins, this time I will not lose."
"Not bad." Black Poison Saint King sneered, "Moreover, although this formation is strong, this Xiao Yi little thief can't support the celestial peak cultivation base for long."
"When the formation is broken, it will be his death."
Everyone in Tianwang Mountain grinned, their icy eyes gathered on Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi was instantly in an ice cellar, but he didn't care.
"Little thief Xiao Yi, I advise you to catch it now, if you can't say it, I will keep you a whole body."
Shao Shanzhu said triumphantly.
"You don't have to say so early." Xiao Yi's face was cold.
"At least, you can't help me now."
Xiao Yi was at the heart of the battle at this moment.
Unless the strong Tianwangshan can break the formation, otherwise, he can't be hurt at all.
"Still hard." Shaoshan master sneered, "When your vitality is exhausted and the formation is broken, then it will be your death date."
Xiao Yi shrugged and said nothing.
He naturally knew the plans of the people on Tianwang Mountain.
Want to wait for the formation to break, and then kill him.
With Xiao Yi's character, he wouldn't wait to die.
Before the formation broke, he had enough time to think of a way to get out.
He likes to be alone, because of this, he can be unscrupulous and worry-free.
However, just at this moment, in the distant sky, a blue streamer returned quickly.
Before anyone arrived, a loud shout came, "Xiao Yi, are you okay."
Xiao Yi's expression changed drastically, "Asshole, what are you doing back Qinglin?"
"Of course it is to help you." Whoosh...A cyan streamer instantly entered the formation, it was Qinglin.
Qinglin smiled, "Well, you just have to die."
"Now I am really going to die." Xiao Yi's expression was extremely angry.
If he is alone, it makes me bigger.
When Qing Lin came back, he had another worry.
Unexpectedly, Qing Lin shrugged, just like Xiao Yi's movements, "I know what you are thinking."
"Don't you just worry about me."
"But I don't care, although I don't know what you have and how sure you are."
"But I know that you are just trying to fight, and you may not really be 100% sure."
"What if you fail?" Qing Lin looked straight at Xiao Yi suddenly.
"Rather than come back to collect your corpse in the future, it's better to fight with you."
"You..." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, and sighed in the next second, "Forget it."
"Since I'm back, then prepare to take me away."
"What do you want to do?" Qing Lin frowned and asked.
"I'll know it later." Xiao Yi said without a good air, "remember, be prepared, and later escape together as quickly as possible."
"Okay." Qing Lin nodded.
The two talked in a low voice, Xiao Yi also put a barrier to block the voice.
The powerhouses of Tianwang Mountain, although they could not hear the dialogue between the two of Xiao Yi, were extremely confident.
Time gradually passed.
After another half an hour, Xiao Yi's face gradually turned pale.
"The formation is about to break." Xiao Yi said in a deep voice.
Ahead, Shaoshan Lord and the others smiled with joy, "Prepare, that little thief's vitality can't support it, and this formation will break without attack in a while."
Ten seconds later.
Boom... There was a slight noise, and the formation broke up instantly.
"It's now, let's capture these two little thieves." Shaoshan master shouted violently.
"Yes." A group of strong men in Tianwang Mountain took their orders and shot instantly.
At the same time, Xiao Yi yelled, "It's now, Qing Lin, get ready."
When the words fell, Xiao Yi grasped Leng Yan's sword, and Jian Feng raised a beautiful sword flower in front of him.
The sword flower fell, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the people of Tianwang Mountain.
Holding the sword, out of the sword, and running through the water, you have been prepared.
"Hanbing, sword dance." Xiao Yi shouted violently.
Snow all over the sky, instantly fell from the sky.
The Tianwang Mountain powerhouse was startled first, then his face became cold.
"I thought this little thief had any tricks, but so."
"These snowflakes seem to be powerful, but they can't hurt me and wait for the Saint King Realm."
The Tianwang Mountain powerhouse froze for a moment, and then shot again.
However, in the next second, their expressions suddenly changed.
Chi... Chi... Chi...
The falling snow fell on everyone, making a sneer.
Everyone's shoulders, chests, and faces, the moment they touched snowflakes, blood flowed.
Those pieces of snowflakes are like sharp blades.
The sword dance in the snow is elegant and beautiful, but it is the most deadly and sharp attack.
"How could it be, terrible sword intent." The Black Poison Saint King took the lead to react.
A pair of old eyes looked directly at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi at this moment, the Leng Yan sword in his hand has long since disappeared.
Instead, it was a sharp sword with an ice blue blade but exuding purple light.
"Purple Martial Spirit." Black Poison Saint King's face changed drastically.
"No, it turns out this little thief has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. This is a peerless sword repair."
"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled coldly, "Die, Hanbing Sword Dance."
Xiao Yi slashed with a sword, and the sky was full of ice and snow, and he ran away instantly.
Those pieces of snowflakes have multiplied their power dozens of times.
The powerhouses of Tianwang Mountain were instantly swallowed by the wind and snow.
The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth was grinning.
A long time ago, he used the Bingluan Sword to cut the ice-covered sea. That time, the entire iceberg in his body disappeared.
This time, he also used the Bingluan Sword to perform the Frost Sword Dance.
He looked inside, and the iceberg in his body had disappeared.
The vitality of the celestial peak level, and it is solid vitality, plus the power of the entire iceberg in the huge and small world is instantly exhausted.
Everything, just for this sword.
Xiao Yi has seen the mighty power.
Next, it's time to run.
"Qing Lin, go." Xiao Yi's face was pale, and said weakly.
"Okay." Qing Lin had been prepared for a long time, and instantly pulled Xiao Yi over, Yukong flew away.
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Third more.