Zhao Yi stared at the Black Lotus Hall in the valley, and stepped back a little unwillingly. However, before he walked out for long, he returned to the original place again strangely.
As the master of the formation, Zhao Yi knows exactly what this means. Without knowing it, he was hit by the formation of the Black Lotus Hall!
"Hehe, I just said how a little Martial Emperor could kill me countless cultivators in the Black Lotus Hall. It turns out that the body is hiding here."
While Zhao Yi was thinking about the countermeasures, a chuckle sounded, vaguely, with a sharp sword aura.
Zhao Yi stood there, looking at the young man coming from his sight without saying a word.
He was dressed in black, like an assassin hiding in the dark, but his whole body was exuding fierce light with sword aura.
A light long sword was held gently, and that seemingly ordinary weapon was indescribably sharp.
"Introduce yourself, Qian Wuhen, the first swordsman in the Black Lotus Hall, let's talk, what is the purpose of making trouble in my Black Lotus Hall."
The young man in black walked slowly, and when he said the first sentence, a touch of arrogance appeared on his face involuntarily, and he looked at Zhao Yi proudly.
"Don't speak, it looks like a dumb."
The air solidified for five seconds, Qian Wuhen's eyes immediately narrowed, his palms were slightly raised, and he gently stroked towards the air.
"Wait for me to cut off all your limbs, and see if you will cry out pain!"
After Qian Wuhen finished speaking, the hand knife immediately fell, and a powerful energy swept over.
"Just a hand knife has such power!"
Zhao Yi's heart was startled, and a dignified look began to flash across his dark eyes, but he had gained a lot of benefits in the Wuhun Tower trial.
"This... is interesting!"
The corners of Qian Wuhen's mouth raised slightly, and his figure rushed out like a cheetah. With five fingers close together, sharp attacks continued to sweep out, and the whole land was cut to pieces.
"Purple Demon Thunder!"
Zhao Yi's body is like a purple thunder, and when the thunder light jumps, it is filled with violent and powerful spiritual power.
"Boom!"
However, facing Qian Wuhen, Zhao Yi did not have the slightest strength to fight back. Sword marks appeared on his body, and blood was constantly overflowing from it.
"Don't even want to use weapons..."
Within a few minutes, Zhao Yi was already bruised all over his body, and his pair of pitch-black eyes didn't retreat at all. Vaguely, his eyes began to turn red slightly.
"kill!"
The Xutian Demon Column suddenly appeared in Zhao Yi's palm, and at the moment Qian Wuhen rushed towards him, the horrible wind swept down Qian Wuhen's face fiercely.
"How is this possible!"
Qian Wuhen's pupils shrank, and he concealed it no longer. He quickly took out the long sword and blocked it tightly in front of him.
Even so, the moment the magic pillar smashed down, the terrible suffocation immediately spewed, and Qian Wuhen's spirit appeared briefly in a trance!
"Just now, Purple Demon Thunder!"
Zhao Yi sneered, and thunder was converging on the top of the sky. In the end, like a thunder dragon, it slammed down against Qian Wuhen's body, and the whole land began to crack!
"Spirit Sword Art, Heavenly Soul Fight!"
Qian Wuhen grabbed the long sword in his hand and exploded a big move directly under the storage, and the sword aura continuously swept out, as if to tear the purple demon thunder at the top of the sky!
"It's really vulnerable!"
The seemingly fierce thunder, under the continuous sweep of the sword aura, abruptly tore up, and finally smashed into the ground on the side, smashing into a huge hole of tens of meters!
"I never said... I have to rely on this stuff to beat you!"
Zhao Yi's voice, I don't know when, his hands, while the flames are beating, while the thunder arcs flicker, and the white and purple are intertwined, appearing extremely gorgeous.
"Law Fusion!"
The corners of Zhao Yi's mouth were slightly raised, and two completely different laws of power actually collided at this moment, and a terrible spark was immediately wiped from both.
"Damn! Are you crazy, stop now!"
Seeing this, Qian Wuhen immediately twitched the corners of his mouth, and there was some shock in his heart. He couldn't imagine that Zhao Yi actually possessed two powers of law!
It's just that the forces between the laws are mutually exclusive. If they are forcibly merged together, they will only cause self-destruction!
"Just now... aren't you very good?"
After a while, the spark of the collision disappeared, and replaced by a light ball of white and purple. It seemed ordinary, but it made people feel an indescribable sense of crisis.
"See if you can cut it off!"
As soon as Zhao Yi's voice fell, the ball of light in his hand was immediately thrown out. Although the speed was a little slow, it was firmly locked in Qian Wuhen.
Inevitable!
"Spirit Sword Art, Tianse!"
Qian Wuhen's pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand flew out immediately, and the fierce sword energy began to spread from it.
"Sword intent is great!"
Zhao Yi looked at the long sword rising into the sky, his complexion condensed slightly. Although the long sword in Qian Wuhen's hand was just an ordinary spiritual weapon, it exuded the power to slay the cliff at this time.
"go with!"
The long sword flew, and the moment it slashed down, the whole world was drawn with a black mark, and the space seemed to begin to become distorted!
However, the moment the long sword touched the law of thunder and fire, the two fused forces immediately lost their balance.
"Boom!"
This piece of heaven and earth thunder resounded, and the imprisoned formation at the foot was shattered and broken at this moment, the sword aura and the power of thunder and fire began to spread wildly, and in a short time, Zhao Yi and Qian Wuhen were enveloped in.
The loud thunderous noise echoed for several minutes, and finally slowly diminished. The diffuse smoke and dust represented the fierceness of the war!
"A little Martial Emperor was able to force me to use this trick without any regrets. Originally, this trick was reserved for Thousand Devils."
A black shadow immediately crawled out of the huge pit under his feet, and his muddy appearance was extremely embarrassing, not at all fierce at the beginning.
Qian Wuhen took a deep look at the front of everything that had been destroyed, and walked towards the black lotus hall without hesitation.
"It's already chased here. If you return empty-handed, it doesn't look good."
There was a chuckle, Zhao Yi's figure did not know when he appeared in front of Qian Wuhen, his robes had been shattered, and the sharp sword energy cut off his body.
"You have been injured like this, do you still want to shoot at me?"
Qian Wuhen frowned. To tell the truth, he was seriously injured in the battle just now. If he is not treated in time, he may have sequelae.
"Heiliantang people, it!"
After Zhao Yi said these words, his dark eyes began to turn purple, and there was a vague arc of thunder jumping.
At this time, there were more and more thunder arcs, and finally spread across the entire body. At the top of the sky, thunderclouds gathered!
Qian Wuhen stared at Zhao Yi closely. To be precise, it was the transparent crystal in his hand. Even with his state of mind, he couldn't help but scream.
"This is... the crystal of law!"
