Chapter 889: Six saints

Bei Yin Wu Xie once said that this is his game and the six members of Yin Dao should not be disturbed.
And now, under his roaring command, the six Yindas were suddenly out of the ordinary.
It's just that one and a half steps of Promise can be easily crushed in Xiao Yi's hands.
What's more, there are six celestial poles and nine layers?
"Get off." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice, rising up into the sky.
With his current explosive strength, there is no need to focus on the Nine Heavens in his eyes.
The six people can be easily suppressed by the momentum alone.
The fist hitting with full force was still blasting Beiyin Wuxie continuously.
No, it is precisely bombarding Tianyun's coat.
The strength of this sky cloud coat is at least a middle-grade holy artifact.
As a defensive sacred artifact, it is much more precious and rare than the average middle-grade sacred artifact.
At the very least, both are middle-grade holy artifacts, the value of the hidden cloud fan is far inferior to that of the sky cloud coat.
A powerful defensive sacred weapon is equivalent to an extra life.
Just like now, without Tianyun's coat, Xiao Yi could kill Beiyin Wuxie with one punch.
But now under the sky cloud coat, the sky cloud coat canceled the power of his fists by more than 90%.
He froze a hundred punches, and it only caused Bei Yin Wu Xie to be injured, and it didn't seem to be too heavy.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Yi's expression changed.
The fist that was originally bombarded suddenly froze in the air.
Behind him, six extremely cold breaths instantly locked him.
Just this lock-in has made him feel a sense of horror, and even a very strong sense of crisis in his heart.
Whoosh...
It was almost the moment when this feeling appeared.
Six figures suddenly attacked behind him.
Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, ignoring the bombardment of Tianyun's coat, his fist was closed, and his figure quickly jumped into the air.
At the moment he leaped, six fists exuding a destructive aura came from six directions.
In the area at the center of the six fists, the air is directly annihilated.
"Hiss." In midair, Xiao Yi took a breath.
He had no doubt that if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, these six fists would be enough to hurt himself seriously in an instant.
The shot was naturally Yinda and other six people.
The six Yingdas were not suppressed by Xiao Yi's momentum just now.
Just the mask on the face was shattered under the explosion of momentum.
At this moment, Xiao Yi looked at the faces of the six people with a sudden surprise.
Because, Yinda, Yiner... and other six people, their faces were exactly the same.
If the guess is not wrong, these six people are a female compatriot.
The six members of Yinda ignored Xiao Yi, but knelt under Beiyin Wuxie on one knee.
"The son."
"I'm fine." Beiyin Wuxie struggled to stand up and wiped blood from the corners of his mouth.
"Damn it." Beiyin Wuxie looked directly at Xiao Yi coldly, "Boy, you are really amazing."
"This is the first time this son has lost so badly."
"Jie Jie." Bei Yin Wuxie smiled coldly, "But it's okay."
"You kind of prey is the most suitable nutrient for this son's martial soul."
"Kill him for me."
Beiyin Wuxie gave a cold cry.
"Yes." Yinda six people, shot instantly.
The six people have almost the same footsteps, the same speed, and even the shot movements are exactly the same.
The six attacked, and they blocked all the dead spots around Xiao Yi in an instant.
"Humph." Xiao Yi yelled coldly, fists out.
The fist wrapped in flames is amazing.
However, boom... boom... two violent roars.
Among the six, four of them joined forces and blocked Xiao Yi's fists.
The other two, one after the other, attacked Xiao Yi's heart and back.
Boom...a loud sound.
Two huge forces, one behind the other, were flanking and blasted heavily on Xiao Yi.
There was a loud noise on Xiao Yi's body, and then a mouthful of blood was spit out, which was an instant serious injury.
Bang... bang... bang...
In the next second, there were six bursts in a row.
It was the burst of explosive power on the fists of the six Yindas.
Six fists banged heavily on Xiao Yi.
The timing of the fist, the time it hit Xiao Yi, etc., were all consistent.
The cooperation of the six is ​​almost perfect.
Boom... There was another explosion.
Xiao Yi was blasted for a hundred meters directly under these six punches.
On the chest, six depressed fist marks can be clearly seen.
"Puff." When Xiao Yi stood still, blood spurted out of his mouth, wet the whole shirt.
"What a strong power." Xiao Yi's expression changed.
Normally, the six members of Yinda, even a female compatriot, cooperate perfectly.
But, after all, they are just the Nine Heavenly Powers.
With this level of strength, with Xiao Yi's current strength erupting, it is not at all fearful, let alone hurt him.
But just now, the fists of six people blasted the flames away from him in an instant, and even the four flame coats were pierced in an instant.
This proves that the strength of the six has already far surpassed the ninth level of the celestial pole.
In the distance, Bei Yin Wu Xie laughed triumphantly.
"Jiejie, kid, wasn't it very powerful just now? Your fist wasn't very strong, would you like to blast through this young man's Tianyun coat?"
"Now, how does it feel to be dealt with in the same way?"
"Are you surprised why Yinda's strength is so much stronger?"
Xiao Yi's brows were furrowed, the blood in his body was surging, and it was really uncomfortable to feel that all his internal organs were damaged.
But for him, such injuries are already commonplace.
This kind of pain can't even make him show a painful expression.
The reason why he frowned was because of the soaring momentum of Yinda Six at this moment.
In his perception, originally these six people were no more than nine layers of celestial poles.
But now, it has already far surpassed the celestial nine layers, no, it has surpassed the celestial peak.
The breath is still soaring, even surpassing the half-step Wu Ji Bei Yin Wu Xie breath.
"Share Yuanli?" Xiao Yi looked at the six Yinda with cold eyes, with a look of surprise on his face.
Xiao Yi saw at a glance the reason for the strength of these six people.
These six people had exactly the same breath at this moment, and their body strength was sharing with each other in a special way.
The qi fountains and small worlds of these six people should not be too big, no different from ordinary peerless Tianjiao.
The power of the six people, shared with each other and superimposed on each other, passed half a step of Wuji in an instant, and was infinitely close to Wuji.
"Smart." Beiyin smiled triumphantly.
"The six Yindas are not only one mother and six brothers, but they are not only exactly the same."
"Furthermore, the spirits they awakened, the techniques they cultivated, and the martial arts they cultivated are all the same."
"Although they are six, they are actually one."
"With the shared strength of the six people, the strength has already passed half a step of Promise and stepped into the realm of Promise."
"Jiejie, the Promise Realm, also known as the Holy Realm; the six holy realm powerhouses are the six sage levels. Now, do you have a chance to win?"
Xiao Yi's face changed.
"Yinda, smash his bones one by one for me." Bei Yin Wuxie yelled coldly.
"Yes, son." Yinda six answered.
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