Chapter 1083: Ice Sword Dance
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Soul Emperor Martial God
- Little Eight
- 1219 characters
- 2021-01-30 08:25:18
The seven black cloud poisonous pythons transformed into an encirclement and attacked Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi cut out with a sword, planning to break one, and then took advantage of the gap to hide.
However, there was a loud bang.
The collision between the sword and the black cloud poisonous python ended with his instant bombardment.
"Puff." Xiao Yi spouted out blood.
"So strong."
The figure had just stabilized, and the angry black cloud poisonous python attacked again.
Swish...wish...wish...
Xiao Yi shot out a sword aura, and in a moment he became a sword dance.
Boom... There was another explosion.
The sword dance collapsed instantly, boom... boom... boom...
Seven black cloud poisonous pythons immediately put on their bodies, flying Xiao Yi again and again.
Jian Wu could block the black mad dragons before, but couldn't block the seven black cloud poisonous pythons.
The black cloud poisonous python is the martial spirit of these seven people.
For a martial artist, the spirit of martial arts is the thing that accompanies his life and fits everything in his body, such as his aura, means, vitality, etc.
This is also the only way to say that the strength of the martial artist is exhausted when the martial soul is sacrificed.
Another point, Wuhun can give the martial artist a great increase.
Just like now, the aura of the seven elders soared.
Although he hadn't reached the Saint King Realm, it was much stronger than the previous Saint Realm peak.
The cultivation base and strength have all increased, coupled with the attacks from the magical spirit of the martial arts, it broke Xiao Yi's sword dance in an instant.
"Puff." Xiao Yi spouted out blood again.
The spitting blood was mixed with traces of black air, which was extremely cruel.
He finally understood the meaning of the formation of these seven people before.
Originally, he had been vigilant, if these seven people really set up a formation, he would instantly find a way to deal with it and break it.
But these seven people are not laying a formation at all.
The so-called formation is just surrounded by seven people, and at the same time sacrificed the spirit of martial arts.
The seven are all black cloud poisonous python spirits.
Seven kinds of the same martial arts soul, seven kinds of the same martial arts and domains, they cooperate seamlessly with each other.
Let the combat power of seven people rise to a level instantly.
This also made Xiao Yi instantly defeated.
"It seems that this kid can't hold on for the second time." An elder smiled coldly.
"Yeah." The other elder nodded in satisfaction.
"Our Black Cloud Poisonous Python Martial Spirit is inextricably coordinated and powerful."
"Not only can this kid be unstoppable, he was also overwhelmed by the poison on the Black Cloud Poisonous Python, and is now seriously injured."
"Do it again, he will definitely die."
"Jie Jie." The surrounding elder sneered, "This is the end of arrogance."
"But, it's a pity, he has to die now."
"Otherwise, if you wait until the owner of the village returns, you must let him taste the taste of the black cloud school disciples before."
Xiao Yi frowned and forcibly suppressed his injuries.
With cold eyes, looking directly at these seven people.
"Why, you personally watched our disciples being tortured."
"Hahahaha." An elder joked, "Of course."
"You are safe and sound in the black poison pool, which proves that you have also found a large pile of corpses in the secret room."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that when the owner tried to poison them, we were all on the sidelines."
"Tsk tusk, now I think of the appearance of a few little mice before they died, and their painful neighs. It's really wonderful."
Xiao Yi shook his head, "Poison refiner, outsiders don't know, they just think they are mysterious and cruel."
"But I don't know that they are actually no different from ordinary warriors, except for one way of poisoning."
"You use people to test poison to solve the martial arts puzzle. It has nothing to do with the profession of Poison Refiner. It's just your disposition."
"However, you think the painful neighs of others are beautiful, I..."
Xiao Yi paused, and a devilish grin crossed the corner of his mouth.
"I also think that the feeling when Wan Jian slashes his body is very beautiful."
After the words fell, Xiao Yi burst out abruptly and waved his hand.
Boom...boom...boom...boom...
Countless stars descended suddenly.
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred... five hundred...
It lasted until eight hundred times before the starlight came.
And all this happened in a moment.
Eight hundred starlights instantly penetrated seven black cloud poisonous pythons.
"Puff...Puff..." A series of seven vomiting blood appeared on the seven elders.
The Wuhun phantom collapsed, and the seven suffered backlash instantly.
Xiao Yi sneered, but did not stop.
Starlight, all added.
"Frozen Domain, start." Xiao Yi shouted violently.
Boom...The tyrannical martial arts force immediately flooded the surrounding area.
The ice field was not compressed, covering a radius of thousands of meters.
However, under the seven black cloud domains of these seven people, they were not shaken at all, but rather solid.
Whoosh... Xiao Yi's sword moved again.
He didn't use the Star Fantasy Sword Formation, nor the Star Fantasy Sword Dao.
Just his own kendo.
Sneer...boom...
Just like the simple swing of the sword before, it was an elder splashing blood and then being blown away.
After the seven roars fell, the seven elders were seriously injured.
"How is it possible, so strong." The seven faces changed drastically.
"It's not over yet." Xiao Yi's expression was cold, and his eyes were extremely cold.
"Hanbing... Sword Dance."
Boom... A boom, instantly made the area of the ice white.
Countless snowflakes are falling.
Above the snowflakes, the breath is cold, yet... sharp.
Chi... Chi... Chi...
Snow fell on the seven people, like a sharp sword.
Bloodstains continued to appear on the seven people.
A cry of pain was spit out from the mouths of the seven.
The feeling of slashing the sword on the body is absolutely something that people can bear.
"Boy, you are cultivating wildly." The seven forcibly endured the pain and shouted violently.
Seven black cloud poisonous pythons condensed again.
However, the result has not changed.
Chi... Chi... Chi...
Countless snowflakes float and fall like a dance.
Countless sharp breaths are contained in it.
The Ice Sword Dance instantly twisted seven black cloud poisonous pythons into powder.
"The battle, it's time to end." Xiao Yi sneered, looking at Qing Lin in the distance.
On the other side, Qinglin was one-to-three, and from the beginning it was only a tie, and gradually gained the upper hand.
Except for the great elder, the other two, the fourth elder and the fifth elder, were already bloody.
I'm afraid that it won't be long before these two will lose.
But after these two lose, the Great Elder will be defeated by Qinglin at a very fast speed.
However, there was nothing missing in the battle between the two sides.
Yes... one less person.
The deputy owner has never made a move.
"Huh, a bunch of trash." An old and displeased voice suddenly exploded in the sky.
The moment the sound fell, the ice field was instantly dispersed, the snowflakes melted, and the sword dance stopped instantly.
Qing Lin on the other side spouted out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
"So strong." Qing Lin and Xiao Yi's expressions changed dramatically at the same time.
Whoosh... The figure of the deputy owner came suddenly.
With a big wave of his hand, all the elders were sucked back behind them.
"The deputy owner calms down his anger." The elders showed fear on their faces.
In the distance, Qing Lin suddenly looked shocked, "No, he is a five-tier powerhouse of the Saint King Stage, Xiao Yi, run quickly."
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Fourth more. (Make up)