Chapter 3694: Fight Bazong

Cang...hum...
The purple lightning in Xiao Yi's hand kept humming, and the sword body shook rapidly and buzzed.
Zidian was still in the forefront, but was stopped by the vortex of sword energy wrapped around the sword. The confrontation between the two made the Zidian sword tremble constantly.
"Taiyuan Jianqi." Xiao Yi looked at Dongfang Patriarch coldly.
At the moment, the Eastern Patriarch's fingers were condensed.
The sword qi vortex is not colorless, but red and white, like a vortex cloud in the sky, which contains the glow of strong sun.
Yes, the sword qi vortex is more like early morning, when the white clouds first rise, densely covered by the sky, but they are very sparse and interlaced, as if all the white clouds under the sky are gathered in one place, and when the sun rises, the first Although the ray of morning sun is strong and strong with the scorching sun, it complements each other because of the gentleness of the first sun. It becomes the first warmest light shining on the world, and then shining above the clouds, causing white clouds to ferment and light A piece of red, but it is like the most beautiful scene in the world.
According to rumors, the birth of the Eastern Patriarch has no waves or anomalies, but just when the mother is born, it coincides with the first ray of sunlight shining above the clouds in the early morning, and before the sunlight penetrates the clouds and falls on the earth.
But when he was practising at the age of three, when he awakened his martial arts spirit after the martial arts enlightenment, he was not talented and unremarkable.
Only in the early morning of the second day, what he saw when he opened his eyes was exactly the moment when the sun was born, what he saw in his eyes, and what he thought in his heart awakened this special martial soul.
It was the layers of Xuanyun that had already captured the light of the first sun.
Beneath the yellow spring, in the cold and dark, the sun does not reach, the world is colorless, called the abyss.
In the midday of the blazing sun, even layers of white clouds could not conceal its fierceness. Instead, the white clouds seemed to have been swallowed by the sun.
The blazing sun and the rainbow, all into the Yunyuan.
But because it is only fierce, it is ultimately inferior, and the creatures do not like it.
In the early morning of the sun, the first ray of sunlight fell into the clouds. It was just right, giving birth to the first ray of vitality, but it also seemed to be full of vitality, giving birth to infinite vitality, so it called Taiyuan!
In the abyss, the blazing sun in the rainbow abyss is hard to reach, no matter how fierce the sun is, it cannot penetrate the bottom of the endless abyss.
Only Taiyuan is known as the opposition of the abyss, the coexistence of infinite vitality and infinite silence.
Of course, this is Taiyuan, but it is Taiyuan Jianqi without it.
After arriving at the Dongfang Patriarch, he practiced kendo, and the combination of kendo and his own martial soul gave him the Taiyuan Jianqi of the Zhenbazong.
But I don't know why, Taiyuan Jianqi has no magic weapon to bear.
Therefore, although the Eastern Patriarch is a sword repairer, he is not a true sword repairer. He will never have a sword in his hand. Instead, he can only cultivate sword energy in his body and condense it with his fingertips.
But even so, Taiyuan Jianqi is still unparalleled in power and its magical uses are endless.
Therefore, the Eastern Patriarch seems to be the youngest among the eight sect masters, but he is the strongest of the eight sect masters.
At the same time, although it seemed that the Nine Layers of the Sovereign Realm were close to the peak cultivation level, they were almost the strongest person present, and even the Eastern Supreme was inferior.
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On Xiao Yi, the heat wave was fierce.
"Emperor Vessel Jin Yan." Xiao Yi glanced at Sect Master Jin Huo also coldly.
This is obviously the Jin Yan held by the legendary ancestor of the Golden Fire Sect.
This kind of powerful flame in the world, which Jin Yan could not call a name, and was born out of heaven and earth, was created by Emperor Jin Yanhuo himself by fusing multiple flames.
This kind of Jin Yan is unique in the world, and only the descendants of its bloodline can get this kind of flame control from the bloodline inheritance.
"Cut." Xiao Yi secretly said, and the purple electricity in his hand suddenly moved around, following the flow of the sword qi vortex.
The more the sword moves, the less resistance is imposed on the sword.
"Huh?" Dongfang Patriarch frowned, "Do you want to break my Taiyuan Jianqi?"
Xiao Yi sneered, "Except for your cultivation, your kendo skills have no advantage in my eyes."
"Give me a break." Xiao Yi yelled again.
The Jin Yan entwined around his body quickly collapsed.
Sect Master Jin Huo's expression changed, "Do you want to counter-control this Sect Master's Jin Yan?"
Xiao Yi sneered and said nothing.
If he is now at the same level of cultivation as the Jinhuo Sect Master, with his current ability to control the fire beast, it would be easy to counteract this kind of Jin Yan.
Now, it can only dissipate continuously with stronger fire control ability.
"Broken." After only a few breaths, Xiao Yi shouted violently, and the Taiyuan sword energy of the purple electric sword body instantly dissipated, and the Jin Yan entangled in his body was also dispersed.
Xiao Yili sword arrived.
But the buffer of just a few breaths was enough for Beiyin Taishang to react, and the old hands suddenly reluctantly withdrew, spilling a large amount of blood, and the figure behind quickly retreated.
For a time, all the supreme masters and supreme masters present are all as good as facing the enemy.
Their joint siege was unable to help Xiao Yi in a short period of time. Instead, the two sides now showed a balance of resistance.
Just at this time.
In all directions, one by one, a large formation was formed.
Those in the late King Realm couldn't get close to Xiao Yi at all.
Even the Eightfold Sovereign Realm can only withstand the kendo coercion beyond Xiao Yi's hundred steps.
Therefore, all the eight strong players present are actually not qualified to participate in the war.
Therefore, it also includes all the great elders and the like, the eight-fold cultivation base of the monarch, and there is no one who does it alone, but all add to the battle formation.
The elders of each sect, and their one hundred thousand disciples, formed a combined attacking formation with shared power, enough to instantly soar to a force beyond the level of the eight sect masters, infinitely close to the peak of the sovereign.
Dongfangjia, Beiyin Palace, Jinhuozong, Liuhezong, Qiongyuzong, the five great battle formations.
The Holy Moon Sect and the Hundred Schools combined are also a hundred combined attacks. Although their strength is not strong, they win by a large number, which is enough to attack by various means from thousands of miles away.
There are millions of people in hundreds of families.
Eight cases, 100,000 disciples from each family, a total of more than 600,000.
Such a large number of warriors have all gathered into an astonishing force.
Xiao Yi frowned.
The Eastern Patriarch raised his palm lightly, "This battle is only between us and the Hallmaster Xiao Yi."
"Before Xiao Yi Hall's lord is defeated, before his fall, I will never wait for the wind brake main hall to make a move."
"Is it a reward for a peach?" Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.
Dongfang Patriarch's face was cold, "Just as you wish, this battle is only tied to you."
"Of course, for the purpose of waiting for me to come here together this time, killing you is the purpose. It is more cost-effective to gather all the combat power to besiege you."
"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded.
"Then prepare for the annihilation of the entire army."
The purple lightning in Xiao Yi's hand shook, and instantly shot, turning into a silver figure, flashing past.
The Dongfang Patriarch's face condensed, "Or are you dying to death under the siege?"
The Eastern Patriarch's fingertips condensed, and Taiyuan sword aura quickly shot out.
Boom boom boom boom...
Xiao Yijian's sword power broke.
As soon as Taiyuan sword energy was exhausted, the monstrous flame swallowed towards him.
Sect Master Jin Huo stretched out his hands, and Jin Yan raged across the sky.
Xiao Yi smashed the flames with one hand and controlled the fire with the other, forcibly reducing the power of the flames.
The flames just shattered, and the three figures instantly surrounded them in a combined attack. Sect Master Qiongyu, Sect Master Beiyin, and Sect Master Liuhe, three different but mighty powerful palms blasted towards the sky.
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