Chapter 2964: War sage

"It's better to say that you are useless than grabbing, and you can't protect Yiyi back then."
Shengjun stepped down and looked directly at Xiao Yi coldly.
Xiao Yi's heart burst, and he narrowed his eyes.
Hearing Shengjun's words, it seemed that there was going to be another wave of battle.
However, with his current strength, he is not afraid.
Shengjun's face was indifferent, and he said coldly, "It was like this back then, it is hard to guarantee that you will not be like this now and in the future."
"If you can't protect Yiyi, what right do you have to wait for her to leave?"
"Do you want to take her away from my Holy Moon Sect? Yes, just defeat her."
defeat?
Xiao Yi sneered, "I'll be with you anytime...what?"
Xiao Yi suddenly reacted, "I defeat Yiyi?"
Xiao Yi was startled, and quickly glanced at Yiyi, "Holy Venerable Realm Nine Peaks cultivation base? This..."
Yes, the current Yiyi's cultivation has reached the nine peaks of the Holy Venerable Realm.
Regarding the number of complete martial arts under his control, although he still doesn't reach the category of the main hall master, there is still a long way to go to that level.
But the cultivation base is definitely at the level of the four great guardians of the Ice Palace such as Xia Yifeng and Lu Long.
Xiao Yi felt it carefully.
He didn't feel wrong.
If the cultivation base is heavy and the strength is strong, it can't be compared with the precipitation of the four guardians of the ice palace over the long years.
But the level of cultivation is absolutely equal.
"My god..." Xiao Yi's face twitched.
After thousands of hardships, he also got the opportunity of the ancestor of the spirit wood, and now he is only the nine-layer cultivation base of the Holy Venerable Realm.
From the nine-fold peak, the height of the gas spring in the body is more than 90%, to 10% overflow, there is still a short distance.
"Humph." Yuezun Wusheng snorted coldly, "Shameful."
"Let's start." Shengjun yelled coldly.
"Prove that your strength can surpass Yiyi, prove that you are useful, Ben Jun can let you take Yiyi away."
"Otherwise, where does it come, where does it go."
Xiao Yiqing smiled coldly.
The smile fell for a moment, and the figure suddenly burst.
Star-cutting sword, condensed out of thin air.
The sword body took the three of Shengjun straight away.
Shengjun's eyes were cold, and his face was full of contempt and disdain, "Why, you are so anxious and ruinous, can you not be arrogant?"
Yuezun Wusheng sneered disdainfully, "You just have this skill?"
"No." Xiao Yi sneered, "I just think that compared to Yiyi, I might as well defeat you and prove that I am better than you."
"If Yiyi stays in your Holy Moon Sect, it's better to stay with me."
"Rampant." Shengjun yelled coldly, his momentum exploded in an instant.
"Yellow-haired child, I can't help myself." Yuezunwusheng's tone was cold.
Xiao Yi said nothing.
Boom...boom...boom...boom...boom...
The five starlights descended from the sky, and after falling on the Star Slashing Sword, they instantly turned into starlights that filled Xiao Yi's body.
"You three, let's go together." Xiao Yi pointed coldly, and Jian Feng pointed at the three.
"Rampant." shouted three times in a row.
Three figures shot instantly.
The first to come is Shengjun.
Shengjun blasted out with a violent momentum.
Before the palm of his hand, a ray of moonlight had broken through Xiao Yi's sword power, and forced Xiao Yi to come.
The momentum of the monarch realm cultivation base is terrifying.
Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword, and the sword was fierce.
boom…
The palm and the sword collide instantly.
Saint King, only the palm of the flesh, but not afraid of the edge of the Star Slashing Sword, the moonlight in his palm is fierce and fierce.
However, Xiao Yi's sword was even thicker and more powerful.
Boom...a loud sound.
Xiao Yi remained motionless.
Shengjun was blasted back several steps.
Boom... Yuezun Wusheng's full force came after a palm.
Xiao Yi pointed out, "Ghosts pointed sharply."
With the astonishing spirit power blessing, the power of the ghost and god's sharp fingers was brought into full play.
Fingertips, only touch the palm of the old man.
Yuezun Wusheng's pupils shrank, but he had not reacted yet, and he had been struck back dozens of steps.
"Sovereign power?"
Elder Shengyue arrived last, and his face suddenly changed, and the figure who had attacked with all his strength stopped anxiously, "Boy, don't blow the old man..."
Xiao Yi chuckled slightly, the Star Slashing Sword's blade moved downward, and the sword body shook slightly. In the future, the elder Holy Moon who came from the lower figure shuddered slightly.
Xiao Yi retracted his gaze, did not look at Yuezun Wusheng and Shengyue Great Elder, but looked directly at the holy monarch.
"So strong." Xiao Yi was surprised secretly.
With the sudden collision and fight just now, he could already be sure that the strength of the holy monarch is absolutely far superior to that of the little sword monarch.
In the past, he made judgments based on the comparison between the aura of the holy monarch and the chief hall master.
The cultivation base aura of the holy monarch is indeed stronger than that of the general hall masters, but not much stronger.
But now, the strength of Saint Monarch completely exceeded his expectations.
If the battle continues, I am afraid, he will have to use all means.
And the victory or defeat, he is temporarily unable to predict.
"Boy." Shengjun yelled abruptly, "If you take the palm of the old body, the old body won't stop you."
"Da Jiyue Palm?" Yiyi's expression changed, "Master, don't..."
Xiao Yi shook his head slightly, "Don't be afraid."
boom…
The world suddenly stood still.
The whole world seemed to be a land of white moon.
In mid-air, a huge white full moon was beautiful and extremely cold, yet it was full of profound mystery and coercion.
Xiao Yi cut out with a sword.
A little bit of star light instantly filled the sky, blasting the white full moon.
However, in this perfectly round white moon, the shining starlight turned out to be fragile and could not be shaken.
"Break it for me." Xiao Yi shouted coldly.
Wow...
Thousands of stars suddenly become a gathering trend.
The two starlights each form a starlight wandering the dragon, and the two starlight wandering the dragon strong against the huge white moon.
Boom...boom...
Roar... roar...
Xiao Yi frowned slightly.
Starlight Wandering Dragon, unexpectedly only stalemate with this round of Jiyue.
"Broken." Xiao Yi shouted violently.
The two starlights wandered around the dragon, meeting and impacting instantly.
Between the intersections, the original blended into one another, instantly forming a giant mammoth.
The colossal mammoth rushed past, and the huge moon wheel crashed.
The starlight dissipated the moon sea and scattered little by little.
The Moon Sea was shattered and disappeared.
The world, which was still frozen, instantly returned to normal.
"It's quite capable." Shengjun nodded slightly, his expression unhappy, "Go away."
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and told him instinctively that Shengjun hadn't done his best yet.
Of course, Xiao Yi hasn't yet.
This is not a battle of life and death after all.
"Farewell." Xiao Yi arched his hands and pulled Yiyi away.
Yiyi nodded and bowed to the three of them, "Master, Senior Yue, Senior Elder..."
"Go, don't be polite." Shengjun squeezed out a rare smile.
Elder Holy Moon chuckled.
Whizzing…
Xiao Yi took Yiyi and walked away from the sky, and in an instant, disappeared into the distance.
In the distance, Xiao Yi paused slightly and glanced back.
After staring sharply at Zongmen Square, Shengyuezong was deeper.
"What a strong breath." Xiao Yi frowned.
This breath is faint but not, secret to the extreme, and also ethereal to the extreme.
The intensity of this breath definitely surpassed the three Saints on Zongmen Square.
When he first arrived in the Holy Moon Sect, he did not perceive this breath.
This time, with his current strength of cultivation, he felt it, and it was very real.
"The son?" Yiyi was slightly puzzled.
"Oh, nothing." Xiao Yi chuckled, squinted his eyes, then retracted his gaze, flew away with Yiyi Yukong, out of the world of Saint Moon Sect.
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Holy Moon Zong, Zongmen Square.
The three Shengjun were about to turn around and leave.
Whoosh... a figure appeared out of thin air.
That is an old man.
The expressions of the three of them changed.
The old man ignored the three of them, but looked at the remaining sword force in the air, "Awesome."
"At a young age, he has such strength, such a realm of kendo attainments."
The old man's gaze finally looked at the three of them, "The little girl just now, is the saint of my generation of Saint Moon Sect?"
Shengjun held his hand proudly and said nothing.
The elder Yuezun Wusheng and the elder Shengyue bent slightly, "Yes."
"Heh." The old man chuckled, "Yes, very good..."
The old man's lips were squirming, and the words behind it were too ethereal to hear clearly, but the three Shengjun's expressions changed suddenly.
"No." Shengjun's face became cold.
"The saint woman is still young." Elder Shengyue looked anxious.
The old man's face was cold, "So what?"
"She is cultivated by my Holy Moon School, enjoys my Holy Moon School resources, and has my Holy Moon School martial arts guidance and inheritance."
"Now, he was taken away for nothing? There is no benefit to my Holy Moon Sect?"
The old man's lips squirmed again, but his face was already extremely cold.
The Elder Holy Moon trembled instantly.
Shengjun's face was cold, "Why does the grudge between you and Senior Yuehuang involve Yiyi?"
Sage Yuezun Wu frowned, "Yiyi is a junior after all, and you..."
The old man's face was angry, "In the Holy Moon Sect, it is not your turn to teach the old man."
The holy monarch has a majestic tone, "Now, this monarch is the sovereign of this holy moon sect."
"If you have to fight Yiyi's idea, I don't mind..."
Shengjun's words have not been finished yet.
"Humph." A cold snort.
"Puff." The three Shengjun spit out a mouthful of blood.
Shengjun gritted his teeth, "The kid who took Yiyi away is the current master of the Eight Palaces, you should know very well..."
The old man interrupted coldly, "My Holy Moon Sect, it's not the place where she comes as she wants or where she wants to go; it's not the place where he said to take people away, then take them away."
"Master of the Eight Halls?" The old man smiled coldly, "He will soon be gone."
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