Chapter 2130: Strength against the Holy Realm Eightfold

Dozens of elders are all retreat elders of the Holy Moon Sect.
Even if you stand alone like this, the majesty and the surging weather are enough to make almost all the warriors present tremble.
After the warrior stepped into the Saint Venerable Realm, he had a strong resonance with the heaven and the earth.
Within this realm, every difference is a huge gap in resonance between heaven and earth, followed by a huge gap in strength.
These dozens of people, all eighty-thousand ways, eight-strength martial artist of the holy state.
Compared with the six layers of the Hundred Saints Realm that besieged Xiao Yi before, the two are simply not the same.
Any retreat elder here is afraid that he has the ability to easily kill the six-tier warriors who have passed the Hundred Saints realm.
In other words, the opponent Xiao Yi has to deal with now is not at the same level as before.
"Holy woman." At this moment, an old man said solemnly, "The order of the holy monarch cannot be violated."
"Three steps away from the little thief Xiao Yi, the rest is left to us."
Behind Xiao Yi, Yiyi shook his head.
"Elder Mingyue, Yiyi is now, can't even leave this sect?"
The headed old man shook his head, "It is the same sentence, the order of the holy monarch must not be violated."
"If you still want to move forward, the old man will have to capture you."
The head elder, that is, Mingyue elder, there are several strong people in the Holy Moon sect, who is the retreat elder, and also the title elder.
In terms of strength, it is not much weaker than the group of titled elders behind the holy monarch at the head.
However, it is also obvious that Elder Mingyue looked towards Yiyi with a touch of love and pampering in his young Tianjiao.
However, this look did not last long.
Elder Mingyue's eyes are already cold.
This coldness was all turned into eyes and cast on Xiao Yi.
"Little thief Xiao Yi, rioting my Holy Moon Sect, despising the majesty of the Holy Moon Sect, and punishable for crimes."
"Today, I have blinded the saint again, causing confusion in the saint's mind, and death is hard to blame."
"Come on, immediately take down this little thief, kill it on the spot, and rescue the saint."
"Yes." Behind Elder Mingyue, the elders in retreat answered one by one.
Elder Mingyue stands with his hand held in hand.
And the elders behind him have all shot, from the original blocking the way to the current encirclement.
"The little one is in a holy state, and the old man can catch you."
An old man let out a cold sigh and slapped out his palm.
The speed of the old man is extremely fast.
Almost the moment his voice fell, the moment his figure moved, that palm had already hit Xiao Yi.
"So fast." Xiao Yi was startled.
Sure enough, these retreat elders, the eight-fold powerhouse of the Holy Venerable Realm, are by no means comparable to the previous six-fold Holy Realm.
One person and one palm is enough for Xiao Yi to fight with all his strength.
Cang...
Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, and the sword in his hand moved instantly.
The old man's old but powerful palm has already deceived him to his chest.
Now it is too late to split the sword.
Xiao Yi could only stand up his sword to block it.
but…
Boom...a loud sound.
The palm of the old man was reprinted on the sword.
The Purple Lightning Sword was intact, but the purple light on the sword was instantly dispersed.
The huge force from the sword immediately caused Xiao Yi's hand to hold the sword painful, almost overflowing from the tiger's mouth.
Even, there was a burst of blood tumbling in the body.
"Huh? Some ability." The old man's face was slightly shocked, and his backhand was another palm.
Xiao Yi just blocked it with a sword, and now it is even more impossible to get a sword, so he can only stop it with a sword.
Boom... There was another explosion.
The palm power from the sword directly caused Xiao Yi to step back.
"Puff." Xiao Yi spouted out blood.
Those eyes that were terrifyingly cold and indifferent instantly recovered their former clearness and brightness.
"So strong." Xiao Yi was shocked.
This is the strength of the eight-fold powerhouse of the Holy Venerable Realm.
With just two palms, the electric light on his purple electricity was shattered, and his magical state was also shaken away.
Of course, the Purple Lightning Divine Sword, as the holy artifact of the first-tier product under the Supreme Treasure, was intact.
It's just that his Xiao Yi's body can't stand these palm strengths.
The first palm had already shaken the blood in his body.
In the second palm, his internal organs were slightly damaged.
Although the magic state is strong, it is not invincible.
Xiao Yi is now at the first level of cultivation in the Saint Venerable Realm, and wanting to defeat the eight powerful people in the Saint Venerable Realm is simply a fantasy.
"Did you see the gap? Waste." The old man sneered, clearly sensing that Xiao Yi's aura was greatly reduced, and he could see at a glance that Xiao Yi's magical state was broken.
"The toad wants to eat swan meat, so you are talking about it."
The old man's voice fell, and he took a palm.
This palm was to kill the palm, taking Xiao Yi's heart straight away.
"Elder He Yue, don't." Yiyi exclaimed.
The old man, the elder He Yue, had a terrifying look in his eyes, "When you killed my brother Jingyue, you were the old man's enemy."
Elder He Yue struck him with a palm, but didn't notice that Xiao Yi's eyes had already turned cold again.
"Then you can accompany him on the road." The coldness in Xiao Yi's eyes also turned hideous.
The momentum of the body returned instantly.
The state of the magic path was restored instantly.
This time, he had time to make a sword.
Seeing Elder He Yue's palm, he did not dodge or dodge, but instead blasted out with a sword.
laugh…
There was a crisp sound.
Elder He Yue's palm was actually penetrated by the Purple Lightning Divine Sword instantly.
Boom...a loud sound.
Elder He Yue's palm finally hit Xiao Yi's body, to be precise, it hit Xiao Yi's palm.
"Puff." Xiao Yi spit out blood, already seriously injured.
but…
Elder He Yue was stunned and looked at his chest in disbelief.
The purple sword had already pierced his chest at this moment.
It was also at that instant that the purple electric light of this top-grade holy artifact instantly shattered the internal organs in his body.
"You..." In Elder He Yue's mouth, there was only time to spit out the word'you', and the body fell weakly.
Xiao Yi looked at Elder He Yue's body with ferocious eyes, "I said, if you don't let go, you will die."
"Elder He Yue." All the elders around exclaimed.
In the distant spectator stand, the patriarchs of the hidden family took a breath.
An eight-fold powerhouse of the Saint Venerable Realm, and an elder of the retreat of the Holy Moon Sect, killed him with a single sword and fell instantly?
Tens of meters away from Xiao Yi, Elder Mingyue, who had been motionless, narrowed his eyes.
Elder Mingyue had already noticed the impatient and unkind gaze of Saint King, the chief spectator.
"Shoot together." Elder Mingyue shouted violently.
"No, take back the saint first, so as not to hurt the saint nothing."
"Yes." The surrounding elders of Saint Yuezong's retreat who had originally been an expert, and disdain to take action at the same time, never dared to take it lightly.
Instead, they joined forces.
Among dozens of elders, half of them joined forces to attack Xiao Yi, and the other half, their figures flashed, and Chao Yiyi caught them.
At this moment, Xiao Yi was the same as getting the enemy back and forth, no, it should be said that all directions were getting the enemy.
A pair of old hands came with a mighty power.
Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and the purple power in his hand swept across, and his footsteps moved.
Cang...
The splendid sword shadow and fierce sword light turned into a mysterious arc.
An old man broke through the arc of sword light and slammed his palm on Xiao Yi's back.
"Puff." Xiao Yi spouted out blood, but had no time to look at it.
His sword slashed towards an elder who was the first to catch Chao Yiyi.
Qiang... The crisp sound of swords mixed with fierce thunder and lightning.
The elder's pupils shrank, as if remembering the death of Elder He Yue just now, the figure squatted down quickly, but backed away instantly.
laugh…
Worthy of a moment when he backed away, sword light flashed across his waist.
The elder's waist was dripping with blood.
If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, and quickly backed away, I'm afraid he would have been chopped up and died now.
"Hi, what a sharp sword." The elder looked scared behind his face.
"It's worthy of being a sword made by Lin Ye, a generation of sword masters. It's so powerful."
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