Chapter 1701: Devil

"Cong Shaoshi, is this guy? He wants to talk to me?"
Kong Zheng pointed at Xu Yi and stared at Master Cong.
Master Cong had a blue complexion and was forced to speak hard by Kong Yan's evil spirit, so he nodded.
"Interesting, I dare to act in Shenghui City, knowing that it is the inner court, and dare to do it, but I can defeat Meng Xiong, which is a bit of a jeopardy. Now the inner court is under my control, and I am here. What can you say?"
Kong Yan stared at Xu Yi playfully, and seemed to be aiming at an interesting toy.
Xu Yidao, "There is no other thing. There is only one thing. Asking Xiange to be responsible for Wang, the inner court will not give up the idea. Otherwise, you will be at your own risk."
"Haha ..."
Kong Yan laughed, "Why? Just your mouth? Come on, let him kneel and talk to me ..."
Kong Yan's words fell squarely, two figures rushed towards Xu Yi, the blue light flickered, and the aura was frantic.
At this moment, a red sword spirit filled the entire hall in an instant, like a huge open mountain sword, greeted the entire hall, slashed his waist and slashed past. Two figures will be ushered, together with Kong Ying, Master Cong and More than twenty Zifufujun were wrapped together.
The sword gas came out, and the entire hall was instantly eroded. The entire floor was cut in half instantly. Dozens of figures flew away. Numerous treasures and phoenixes rang out. The two men attacked by the blade of the sword air directly sprayed in mid-air. Bleeding.
"Good thief!"
Kong Yan yelled a curse before he was soaring. The second giant sword slashed again into the air, and the third sword came again.
Kong Yan was chopped so that he couldn't stop spraying blood, the green armor around him kept screaming, his eyes were congested instantly, and yelled. The dreaded sword air is like a giant dam that crosses the world, blocking everything.
"Wang Qianqiu! It's you!"
A middle-aged man in a purple robe exclaimed.
This person is not someone else, it is Xie Wu.
Coincidentally, this time it was a party organized by Kong Yan. All the members of the party were Zifu Fujun, and all the eight immortals were present.
And Xu Yi dealt with Wenxiange, not wearing the face of Wang Qianqiu, but at the moment when the seven thousand swords came out, Xie Wu was immediately seen through.
Xie Wu was so familiar with the attack of the seven thousand swords that he was impressed.
On the day of the battle on Miyajima Island, he had exhausted the pain of these seven thousand swords.
At this moment, when the sword anger burst out, he immediately recognized Xu Yilai.
Shouted, harassed
"What, he is Wang Qianqiu and Wang Meihua!"
"How is this possible? His plum sword, I have seen the video, there is no such power."
"It seems that there are rumors that this person is by no means idle,"
"........."
In the sound of cries, Xu Yi changed his face, exactly like Wang Qianqiu, but Qi Qianjian's attack kept on.
"Go to death!"
Kong Yan yelled violently, patted his waist pouch, that black ghost cat, imitating light and shadow, broke through the sky and sword, and ran straight towards Xu Yi, the cat sucked lightly, issued a sharp cry, and Xu Yiling came from the spirit in Taichung Stings.
Xu Yi sneered and thought, a long black cymbal was now in the air, his body was light and black, and the spirit cat screamed, and then he fled.
The black gas evoked by the spirits turned into a vortex, and a gentle roll, the spirit cat issued a scream, which instantly turned into mist, and went into the spirits.
The carcass trembled extremely, everyone was shocked, painful, and the hole in the center of the sword gas shock was screaming again and again, the body and soul suffered double torture.
In particular, the destruction of the civet cat was beyond his imagination. Others did not know the origin of the civet cat, but he knew it.
It was a true Dan ancestor of his entrusted tribe. He took the risk, went into the Jedi, picked the dead spirit of the ghost, and got the Ninth Corpse cat. He kept this ghost cat for years.
After he got out of the purple field, he took out the cat and tried the mighty power, and even the Zifufu cried and it was difficult to parry him.
If he had not been rushed by Xu Yi this time, he would not have thrown his killer so easily.
Unexpectedly, it was only the first time that he officially confronted the enemy. The ghost cat turned into a mist, and was taken away by his ghostly puppet.
Kong Yan was trembling with fear, "Wang Qianqiu, I have no injustice with you, can I do this, do you really want to be my enemy in the holy court ..."
Kong Yan was fierce and fierce, but his fierceness was weaker and lower status than him.
Well, the one in front of you hits you with a disagreement, and hits you even if you vomit blood. It's just a mad dog with no reason. If you don't look at it in a dignified state, you just hit. What can you do?
Fierce as Kong Yan, at this moment can only say something ridiculous.
"Why did someone ever mean to be against the holy court? I don't understand. My Majesty's Donghua Xianmen asked Xiange. Why did your inner court say that you should retreat, really when my Donghua Xianmen was bullied, today Wang That is the reason. "
Xu Yi's ultimate goal is not to completely tear his face with the saints and even the court, but to save the Xiange Pavilion and ensure the acquisition of the Five Elements.
He dared to take action against Dragon Domination and even Kong Jing, because the Donghua Xianmen brand was carried on his back. Although the saints held down the Donghua Xianmen, they were not so strong as to brazenly go to the Donghua Xianmen bowl to grab food To the point.
"Don't fight, fight, say, negotiate, say well ..."
The buzzing sound of Kong Mao's Heavenly Demon Armor grew stronger and he couldn't hold it anymore.
The physical creation and the continuous spray of blood mist are still second. The key is the rare demon armor. This one is even better. If it is destroyed in the hands of the barbarian, he can die with heartache.
"Don't you want Wang to talk on his knees, why don't you just stop playing? Isn't it true yet?"
Xu Yi was smiling, and Jian Qi was still vertical and horizontal.
"Okay, okay, there's nothing to talk about. I'll make a note now. I used to talk nonsense, I don't know the identity of Brother Wang, and sin ..."
Kong Yan was fierce, but not stupid. At this moment, his life and treasure were at a critical moment, and he could not tolerate his irrationality.
"Also, I'll give you face."
Xu Yi took the sword.
The vertical and horizontal sword energy returned to silence, and the field was almost like a battlefield that had been scourged by a beast.
The whole building heard Yuxuan was completely destroyed, the violent sword spirit chopped the first half of the hall, shattered the second half of the hall.
There were more than twenty Zifufujuns in the field, all of them were injured, and several people's treasures were broken.
The most sorrowful in the audience was Xie Wu, who was slashed by this demon head when he was in Donghua Xianmen before. His Tianmo armor was not injured lightly, and he was not fully recovered.
This time, he suffered no delusion. Although it was a pond of pond fish, his Skyguard was finally completely abandoned, and he was seriously injured.
Think about it, he really feels like he's at the extreme, good, good. Lao Tzu just came to eat a meal, attended a banquet, and came here to make fun of him. He didn't say anything, just to recognize your true body. I didn't help outsiders against you. Why did you fight against me? Why?
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