Chapter 892: Bei Yin Wu Xie died

Five people from Yinda joined forces to attack.
With the sharing of Yuanli, the strength of the five people has already entered the Promise Holy Realm.
Coupled with the current increase in secret methods, the strength of the five people has risen to a level again.
In Yinda's view, such strength was enough to easily kill the tenacious young boy in front of him.
Not to mention that this young boy is still extremely seriously injured.
However, the facts are always unexpected.
Especially with Xiao Yi, any impossibility seems to exist.
Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure instantly disappeared from the eyes of the five Yinda people.
"So fast." Yinda's face was startled.
Bang... bang... bang... there were five bursts in a row.
The five Yin Da people were bombarded directly under their fists.
Puff...puff...puff...Five consecutive vomiting blood sounds also sounded in an instant.
The five people of Yin Da, vomiting blood at the same time, their faces were full of horror, "How is it possible."
Their current strength is no worse than before.
Lost and injured in a single encounter?
Before the five of them could understand, there was a popping sound in the air again.
Xiao Yi's figure has disappeared.
In the air, there were only constant explosions, and the five Yinda people were constantly blasted off.
"What's going on?" Beiyin Wuxie's face changed drastically.
In his opinion, the Big Five, with their strength greatly increased, should be able to end Xiao Yi's life easily.
But the result is quite the opposite.
The five members of Yin Da did not even have a chance to answer the words of their ‘respected’ son.
Stormy fists hit them continuously.
They are like five sandbags, constantly being bombarded in mid-air.
Xiao Yi's strength at this moment has already reached an unimaginable level.
In the previous battle, when he burned his Yuanli with all his strength in the small world, the consumption rate of Yuanli was enough to support him for 3 minutes.
And now in this state, only enough for him to support 1 minute.
A huge gas spring of 3,333 feet, a terrifying little world much larger than the gas spring.
How much energy does such a large ‘container’ hold?
So much vitality will be burned out in a state of boiling and violent within 1 minute. What amazing power will this burst out?
Not to mention that these powers of their own have been condensed into a more pure "Iceberg and Fire".
This is the reason why Xiao Yi now easily crushes these five people.
However, Xiao Yi's current situation is not as optimistic as imagined.
Originally, 3 minutes was the time for him to burn his vital energy with all his strength, and it happened to be the range his body could bear.
This is because he is an individual martial artist, otherwise, such a huge power, even if supported for 3 minutes, is enough to make his body unable to support this burden.
And now, 3 minutes, forcibly compressed to 1 minute.
It seemed that the time was only three times shorter, but the explosion under this compression gave him an increase in strength by far more than three times.
Naturally, the burden the body has to bear is far greater than before.
In the air, his figure has disappeared.
But he could clearly feel that his body was burning from the inside out.
First, the burning in the small world, then the burning of the internal organs and blood, and finally, the burning of his limbs and skin.
The power under this horror outbreak has far exceeded the range that his body can bear.
Even if this battle can be won, the injuries suffered will reach an extremely serious level.
But he can no longer care so much.
Tens of seconds passed in a flash.
Yinda and other five people had already been hit by more than a hundred punches.
The five people had no power to resist. They were already vomiting blood, and their chests, faces, and limbs were filled with flame marks.
"My son, run quickly." Yinda yelled out of the hurt and pain.
He knew very well that the five of his own were no longer Xiao Yi's opponents.
No matter how passive they are, they will die.
They are dead, and then Beiyin Wuxie will die here.
"Gu." Beiyin Wuxie swallowed, the current level of combat has far exceeded his imagination.
The elite hidden guards he brought have long since died and wounded.
Even the 6 strongest members of Yinda have already died.
The remaining 5 people had no strength to fight back and were not far from defeat.
Whoosh... Beiyin Wuxie didn't think about it anymore, she dodged and fled instantly.
In the air, the figure Xiao Yi had told suddenly resounded.
"Want to run?" Xiao Yi's face was extremely cold.
The figure flashed, and instantly caught up with Beiyin Wuxie.
"Boy, your opponent is us." The five Yindas, enduring serious injuries, chased after him and surrounded Xiao Yi.
"Before we die, you don't want to hurt your son half a vellus hair."
"Really?" Xiao Yi glanced at the five people indifferently.
"Then you die."
Boom...boom...boom...boom...
Xiao Yi waved his big hand, and four flame dragons of different colors appeared out of thin air.
No... more than that.
There was another roar in the air.
The flames swim the dragons, gradually condensing.
When it stopped to condense, 20 wild dragons of different colors appeared in the air.
The flames roam the dragon, and the temperature is amazing.
Or violent, or swift, or weird, or with the aura of burning everything, instantly swallowed the Yinda 5 people.
Bang...
In the air, there was a shocking sound.
Surrounding the five people of Yinda, there was already a radiant flame zone.
Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and he caught up with Beiyin Wuxie again.
Under the flame-wrapped fist, he burst out.
"Puff." Beiyin Wuxie spit out a mouthful of blood, and was directly blown away.
When he fell on the ground, a flame palm clasped his throat again.
"You..." Beiyin Wuxie showed a panic expression for the first time.
But this panic immediately turned into coldness.
"Boy, if you dare to kill me, just wait for my endless pursuit in Beiyin Palace."
"My father is the Great Elder of Beiyin Palace, if I lose a vellus..."
Click...
Beiyin Wuxie hadn't finished speaking, and he felt uncomfortable breathing.
A pair of extremely indifferent and crazy eyes staring straight at him.
"Don't I kill you now, your warrior in Beiyin Palace will let me go?" Xiao Yi sneered.
In the next second, Xiao Yi stopped speaking.
The fist of horror, punch after punch, hit continuously.
He knows very well that this Beiyin is innocent and is definitely not a good kind; even if it is let go today, it will be endlessly pursued by Beiyin Palace in the future.
Since this is the case, it is better to kill now.
The Tianyun coat on Beiyin Wuxie's body is a middle-grade holy artifact.
Xiao Yi could do nothing at all.
However, even if Tianyun's coat can offset most of the power of his fist, the remaining power is enough to seriously wound Bei Yin Wu Xie.
With his current strength, with every blow of his punch, Bei Yin Wuxie spit out blood.
"Damn it." Beiyin Wuxie's eyes exuded thick resentment.
With blood spitting out in his mouth, he whispered coldly, "Boy, if my son can't die today, you will have to pay it back a thousand times in the future...puff...puff..."
"Necessary you... life is better than death..."
"I don't know if I will live better than die in the future." Xiao Yi sneered, "But at least, you have no chance to see it."
According to this situation, within 10 seconds, Beiyin will undoubtedly die if he is innocent.
But, just at this moment, a terrifying aura quickly leaped in the distance.
Before the person arrived, the monstrous martial arts power had fallen from the sky, and pressed against Xiao Yi fiercely.
"Innocent..." The person who came in exclaimed, then furious, "Stop it for me."
When Beiyin Wuxie saw the incoming person, his face was overjoyed, "Invincible, save me."
"Want to save people in my hands?" Xiao Yi sneered.
The arm shook, easily dissipating the martial arts force pressing on him.
However, the speed of the shadows is too fast.
I am afraid that this person has already arrived before Beiyin Wuxie has been killed.
"Boy, you are too late, hahahaha." Beiyin Wuxie smiled triumphantly with blood in his mouth.
"Really?" Xiao Yi's face was cruel.
The flame on his body dissipated instantly.
Instead, a sharp sword, as cold as a bone, appeared out of thin air.
It is Leng Yanjian.
Leng Yan sword, stabbed heavily.
With a light sneer, Tianyun's coat was penetrated like'thin paper'.
The sharp sword penetrated Bei Yin Wu Xie's throat.
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