But Xiao Yi still won't back down.
He and Di Kun must be divided into birth and death!
He has no retreat!
If a strong man at the sage level wants to hunt him down, he has nowhere to escape!
Moreover, if you want to kill Emperor Kun, this is the best place.
After Xiao Yi swallowed the power of cold poison and shattered the iceberg, he just responded to Ouyang Wudu, and that Di Kun leaned forward to kill!
"Xiao Yi child, the old man will definitely want you to cramp and peel your skin today!" Di Kun roared wildly, with a shocking palm that fell to the sky, and came with heavy pressure!
The palm shadow was still a hundred meters away from Xiao Yi, and a terrifying breath and palm wind had already been forced down, causing the corpses around Xiao Yi to burst open, dust and wind scattered everywhere, and the ground beneath his feet trembled. Sink!
"puff--"
Mo Qiyu, who originally had a breath, under such a strong pressure, his chest collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
"Xiao...Xiao Yi, you...you are dead, ha...haha!"
Mo Qiyu's heart and internal organs have been completely crushed by the palm wind. If it were not for his strong cultivation base, there would be no chance to utter this sentence.
But even so, this was his last word when he died.
As soon as the voice fell, Mo Qiyu's bulging pupils also banged twice, all bursting!
Xiao Yi never looked at Mo Qiyu again.
Mo Qiyu fought him desperately for the Emperor Sha Dynasty, but Emperor Kun did not care about his life and death!
Such people are pitiful when they are born, but they are also sad when they die!
In Xiao Yi's hand, the Yutian Qinlong stick suddenly slammed on the ground, a powerful energy, centered on the stick, spread out!
When the energy rushed away, the pressure that was originally placed on Xiao Yi also instantly dissipated!
Ouyang Wudu is already in the realm of black corpses, and such pressure can be withstood temporarily!
But as the Emperor Kun's palm print got closer, Ouyang Wudu's face became difficult to look!
Xiao Yi's expression remained unchanged, but his legs couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"My son's great kindness, I will report it again in the afterlife!"
"Dikun old man, old man is fighting with you!"
Ouyang Wudu let out a loud roar, the four-meter-high body, after slamming his feet on the ground, flew up and slammed his punch towards the swooping Emperor Kun!
Xiao Yi was not born to stop him.
At this moment, Xiao Yi was gathering the poisonous power in the Ten Thousand Poison Source Orbs into the Yutian Qinlong Cudgel!
He needs some time!
In midair, Ouyang Wudu's eyes were gloomy, and the power of the corpse inside his body roared out and gathered in his right fist!
"Sky Corpse King Fist!"
This punch brings together the power of all the corpses of Ouyang Wudu's body!
Its strength is enough to collapse a mountain into a lake!
"Hmph, you are also worthy of doing something with the old man because of something that is not human or ghost!"
"The old man's Futian palm print, even if it is the peak of the nine-fold Saint Yuan in the sanctuary, can't take it, let alone you!"
"Break it to me!"
In the void, a hundred-meter-long horrible palm print, and a black fist print containing the power of collapsing the sky, quickly approached!
boom!
However, that terrifying black fist print with a diameter of five meters, before it touched Futian's palm print, it was crushed by the powerful force under that palm print!
Ouyang Wudu is full of unwillingness and despair!
Unexpectedly, he didn't even get a breath time for the son!
His strongest stunt is useless!
"Master, old and useless!"
With a deep sigh in his heart, Ouyang Wu Du was in a miserable state, only to feel a huge force hit his face, crushing his huge body...
Body is like falling star!
BoomIn a short while, there was a four-meter-long human-shaped pit on the ground...
The depth of the pit is more than 20 meters...
Beneath the pothole is Ouyang Wudu, who is cracking and gurgling black blood spilling.
In the void, Di Kun, who was still in a dive posture, looked at the deep pit below, frowned slightly: "What kind of weird technique this man has cultivated? By the palm of my hand, the ground is so deep that he can leave everything behind. corpse!"
Ouyang Wudu had already lost his breath, and Di Kun thought he was dead.
If Ouyang Wudu still had a breath, he would be even more surprised.
After all, the person who received the palm of his head, the cultivation base of the saint master, should be no one can live!
"Human kid, can you return this king's beast soul mark to this king? There is no need for everyone to die together, isn't it?" The Silver-bearded Newt implored Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi was unmoved, as if he had never heard of it!
Even if Ouyang Wudu was blasted into a pit just now, his expression did not change!
If you want to win, you have to be steady at this time! Must gather stronger power as much as possible!
"Asshole! Your kid is so inhuman! I won't forgive you if the king is dead!"
Seeing that his roar was ignored, the silver-bearded newt king suddenly raised his head, a silver inner alchemy spit out quickly, and blasted towards Di Kun!
All of this actually happened between the electric light and flint!
Xiao Yi did not return its beast soul mark, and the silver-bearded newt king could only rely on himself to survive!
And this line of vitality, like Ouyang Wudu, needs to desperately buy time for Xiao Yi!
Only when Xiao Yi is finished, can it survive!
Even if the inner alchemy is broken, it can still live! It's just that the cultivation base will fall crazily...
"Another reckless thing!"
Di Kun saw the silver inner alchemy violently attacked, and another blow of Futian palm print!
The silver-bearded newt king couldn't help but roared: "Damn human beings, can you only do this?"
Seeing Ouyang Wudu's fate with his own eyes, the silver-bearded newt king was really afraid of this trick...
Di Kun disdainfully said: "No matter how many tricks there are, it's useless! One trick is enough to kill the enemy, why do you need to fix it!"
The corners of the silver-bearded newt king's mouth twitched, it seems that this also makes some sense...
On the void, the hundred-meter palm print was pressed again, and at this moment, Emperor Kun was only less than fifty meters away from the ground, and the power of that palm was even more powerful!
Xiao Yi was under his palm print, and the ground beneath him was cracking and sinking!
At this moment, Xiao Yi is already in a huge hole ten meters deep!
Looking down, this huge pothole is exactly the shape of a huge palm print!
"Boy, this king is doing our best! Whether we are dead or alive, we can only look at you!" The silver-bearded salamander roar shivered, because its inner alchemy had already touched that horrible palm print!
boom!
Futian palm print, fell on the inner alchemy!
boom!
At this moment, a terrifying beast element's poison and icy chill broke out in the inner alchemy instantly!
The beast element, virulence, cold energy, three violent energies throbbed the Futian palm prints and trembled again and again, but finally lost to the palm print power, not only was suppressed by the palm power, but also smashed down!
That silver inner alchemy, no matter its shape or color, really looked like a meteorite, with a bang, it fell to the ground and then sank into the ground...
puff!
The silver-bearded salamander king spouted blood and fell to the ground desperately, his breath languishing...
