Chapter 952: Old man, Cang Yue

Originally, the two people's plan was to ask Wang Xinghe's death first, and then kill Xiao Yi.
But they have changed their minds now.
With an order from the Patriarch of the Wang Family, Wang Shan shot instantly.
It's just that it's too late to shoot now.
Xiao Yi held the Leng Yan sword, and the two large ice patterns instantly opened.
On the sword, the stars surged.
With one sword coming out, the attacking Wangshan was blasted by one sword at a faster speed.
"Puff." When Wang Shan stopped, he spit out blood.
A strong man in the Promise Saint Realm was wounded by a young warrior in the Celestial Realm. If this were to be spread out, it would shock the world.
"How is it possible." Wang Shan's expression was extremely ugly.
"It's so weak." Xiao Yi sneered.
"You..." Wang Shan was furious in an instant and was about to make another shot.
Patriarch Wang shook his head and stopped him.
"Patriarch..." Wang Shan looked anxious.
"You are not his opponent." Patriarch Wang shook his head.
boom…
Suddenly, the martial arts of heaven and earth went wild, and the space was distorted.
The figure of the Wang Family Patriarch floating in the sky just took a step, but the figure moved 100 meters across in an instant.
Came to Xiao Yi dozens of meters away.
"Boy, you came to my star to change the city, you have already planned it." The Wang Family Patriarch stared at Xiao Yi coldly.
Xiao Yi's face was cold and silent.
"Don't tell me?" Patriarch Wang sneered, "Don't tell me."
The Patriarch Wang glanced at the sky, then glanced at the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.
"The inheritance of the Star Fantasy Saint, you have obtained it."
"No wonder you have to take the Spark Gloves at the auction at any cost."
"No wonder Galaxy will mysteriously die in the process of bathing in starlight."
"You entered the stellar fantasy space and killed him when he was the weakest state of mind, didn't you?"
Xiao Yi's face was cold and silent.
He is not interested in talking nonsense with an enemy, unless it is purposeful.
In addition, the words of the Wang Family Patriarch were not all right.
Before he came to Star Change City, no, perhaps, he didn't know the secret of the Starfire Gloves before he entered the stellar fantasy space.
The Starfire Gloves are the sacred artifacts in the legend of Star City, which has been lost for many years.
It can be used as a sacred weapon in the legend of Star Wars City, and Star Wars City itself is built by the Star Fantasy Saint, so it is not difficult to guess who the Spark Gloves are.
Yes, the Spark Gloves are one of the treasures left by the Star Fantasy Saint.
However, the real name of the Spark Gloves is the Star Fantasy Gloves.
At the same time, the Star Magic Gloves are also one of the'keys' to unlock the Star Magic Space. Of course, there are other restrictions.
These were all things that Xiao Yi only knew after he obtained the inheritance of the Stellar Illusion Saint.
As for Wang Xinghe, in fact, even if Xiao Yi didn't kill him, he himself would collapse and die under the devastation of the demons.
However, this need not be said too much, after all, Wang Xinghe is dead.
The Wang Family Patriarch stared at Xiao Yi coldly, "My Wang Family has been rooted in Xinghuan City for many years."
"For that inheritance."
"Now, you have seized my royal family heritage and killed my Wang family's arrogance."
"This big hatred, I want you to die without a place to bury you."
The Patriarch of the Wang Family's tone became colder, more angry, and more murderous.
Speaking of the last, it was angrily shot.
"So fast." Xiao Yi's pupils shrank.
Has not yet reacted, has been blown away by a palm.
"Puff." Xiao Yi spit out blood.
Boom... The speed of the Wang Family Patriarch is almost at its extreme.
Xiao Yi was able to hold a sword with one gear.
The power of Leng Yan's sword can actually block this palm.
Xiao Yi was bombarded again.
In his mouth, another mouthful of blood was spit out.
The shock from the sword alone has made his hands numb and is close to dislocating.
"So strong." Xiao Yi's face was solemn.
Whoosh... Wang Family Patriarch, attack again.
"Don't think that the legacy of the illusionist saint can save you."
"The trivial celestial pole triple cultivation base is just an ant in front of the old man."
Boom... There was another explosion, and Xiao Yi was boomed again.
Three consecutive palms have caused the blood in his body to roll over, approaching serious injuries.
"When you die, I will take your head back to pay homage to Xinghe." Patriarch Wang cried coldly.
"Look who will die first." Xiao Yi sneered.
The starlight surged with the Leng Yan sword in his hand.
High in the sky, dozens of stars descended.
"Star Fantasy Sword Array, get up."
Thousands of starlight swords appeared out of thin air, instantly trapping the Wang Family Patriarch.
Boom... There was a shocking sound.
The palm of the Wang Family Patriarch blasted on the Starlight Sword Formation, almost blasting the Starlight Sword Formation apart.
"With this ability, I still can't trap the old man." The Wang Family Patriarch sneered.
"I can't hold you down, but you don't want to come out easily." Xiao Yi yelled coldly.
Hundreds of meters away, Xiao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was serious, and then sat down cross-legged.
Whether it is Wang Shan or the other Wang's elders, he doesn't care about it.
Those elders of the celestial princes need not say much.
As for Wang Shan, Xiao Yi remembered that when the stars were changed, ten referees easily stopped him.
It proves that although Wang Shan is a powerhouse of the Promise Saint Realm, it is at most a strength.
At this level, he is sure to deal with it.
Only the head of the royal family has a strong momentum and unfathomable breath.
This is definitely a veteran Promise Saint Realm powerhouse.
Xiao Yi was not sure about dealing with him, so he was waiting for a while.
It was already in the afternoon when he left Xingchangcheng, and it was not long before night fell.
So he specifically delayed until now.
One of the methods of the Star Magic Sword Art is to communicate the stars in the sky.
The sword in hand can temporarily borrow the power of the sky and stars.
According to the memory in the legacy of the sage illusion, when he was in his heyday, the sword came out, and thousands of stars fell in the sky.
With one sword, a radius of thousands of miles was razed to the ground.
Of course, Xiao Yi now is far behind.
In the high sky, only a dozen starlights descended.
And the Star Fantasy Sword Array under these dozens of starlight increases was just barely able to trap the Wang Family Patriarch for a while.
"Break it for me." At this moment, the Wang Family Patriarch shouted violently.
The star fantasy sword formation is about to collapse.
Suddenly, another starlight descended high in the sky.
The Star Fantasy Sword Formation that was about to collapse suddenly became strong.
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged, no, just floating in the air, but he was comprehending.
In the distance, the Wang Family Patriarch's face was cold, "Boy, are you comprehending the Star Magic Sword Art?"
"Planning to break through? Dreaming."
The Wang Family Patriarch smiled contemptuously.
At such a critical juncture, how could it be easy to break through with the power of the Star Fantasy Sword Art to communicate with the starlight so mysterious.
Within a moment or three, he would be able to break through this starlight sword formation.
However, after ten minutes, his face has become extremely ugly.
Because, from the beginning of the battle to the present, every ten seconds, a starlight must come down in the sky.
Until now, there have been 50 starlight blessings in the starlight sword array.
In the high sky, 50 stars descended, extremely dazzling.
"You lost." Xiao Yi said indifferently.
Half an hour later, the starlight falling in the sky had reached a hundred.
In the star fantasy sword formation, thousands of starlight swords ran away instantly.
The starlight sword quickly shuttled through it, strangling everything.
But for a moment, the Wang family's head was crushed and died.
"Huh." Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his face pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.
It is not easy to make a breakthrough and force enlightenment.
Not to mention the legendary power of the Star Fantasy Saint, how mysterious is his martial art inheritance.
"Asshole." Wang Shan was furious. "This kid has been seriously injured. Kill him and avenge the Patriarch."
Xiao Yi's eyes were cold. Although he was seriously injured, it was not difficult to deal with Wang Shan and others.
But, suddenly, a figure came quickly from high in the sky.
No, look more realistically, it's more like surpassing the limitation of space.
A monstrous might suddenly descended.
"So strong." Xiao Yi's expression changed.
This power is far above the Wang Family Patriarch.
Before he could think about it, an old man appeared out of thin air and appeared 100 meters in front of him.
"The old man has been chasing for so long, but he has found you."
Holding a portrait in his hand, the old man glanced at Xiao Yi.
"You are Xiao Yi."
"Are you?" Xiao Yi frowned.
"Old man, Cang Yue." The old man smiled indifferently.
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