Chapter 373: Falling Short

Ximen Jie's angry voice resounded in the space, he stared at Xia Yi with a gloomy face, the killing intent in his eyes, and the next moment he urged his body to rush towards Xia Yi at an extremely fast speed.

The spirit sword broke through and roared, and fell straight towards Xia Yi to kill.

Xia Yi's face was as usual, and he stepped on the soles of his feet to directly greet Shangximen Jie, the Dragon Phoenix Sword broke through the void and killed, and countless sword shadows flew in the space.

The two fought together in an instant, Xia Yi forced Ximen Jie to retreat with a sword, the sword intent of his body continued to flow, and the dragon phoenix sword roared.

"Sword momentum?"

Ximen Jie raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were a little more jealous, Xia Yi showed many methods, which really surprised him, this is not at all like the strength that a sixfold realm martial artist should have.

He has never met such a difficult guy to fight against, and the strength Xia Yi showed is not at all in his realm.

Xia Yi is a tricky existence.

It's not that simple to get rid of it yourself.

On the other hand, Zhai Yulong was fiercely suppressed by Duanmu Yan.

Zhai Yulong's original realm had some gaps with Duanmu Yan, and now Duanmu Yan is even more frightened, how can Zhai Yulong be an opponent?

Zhai Yulong's face was extremely gloomy, and he was now forced to retreat.

Ximenjie was restrained by Xia Yi again, and no one could help him at all.

"Don't ask anyone to help you, you will die today. Duanmuyan stared at Zhai Yulong coldly, the latter actually dared to hold Ji Jingman hostage and threaten him, and he had already touched his own scales.

"It's not that easy to kill me. Zhai Yulong said in a deep voice, his tone slightly dignified.

Duanmu Yan snorted coldly, with murderous intent in her eyes, stepped on the soles of her feet, and rushed straight towards Zhai Yuling.

Zhai Yulong touched his own scales, and it was absolutely impossible for him to let him go.

The shock broke through the void, swept away the earth-shattering bloody aura, and slammed towards Zhai Yulong.

Zhai Yulong's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly urged the spiritual energy in his body, and swept the spiritual spear in his hand, and the shadow of the spear in the sky broke through the void and rushed towards Duanmu Yan.

Thundered!

The two spirit weapons fought together, and the sound of violent collision resounded, and swept towards the surroundings with a terrifying wave of aura.

Zhai Yulong's body continued to fall backwards, and the aura on his body gradually weakened, and he felt that his right arm trembled, and even had a feeling of detachment.

Zhai Yulong looked at Duanmu Yan and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, the latter now has a panic in his hand, even if he is in the same realm as him, he may not be his opponent.

"If this continues, I will definitely die in the hands of Duanmuyan, and I will never allow such a thing to happen. Zhai Yulong secretly said in his heart, he already had a plan, and he had a hard time with Duanmu Yan, and he couldn't take any advantage.

Duanmu Yan stared at Zhai Yulong, urging his body to rush towards him, his body was enveloped with the intent of killing, wanting to kill him here.

The terrifying and bloody aura rushed to the sky, and the blood emanated from the sky, and there was a murderous aura that slammed into the space.

Duanmuyan was very decisive, dancing and smashing towards Zhai Yulong.

Zhai Yulong's face was gloomy, with his current strength, he couldn't occupy any advantage at all.

However, now I have to go out to fight against Duanmuyan.

Zhai Yulong moved his body and rushed towards Duanmu Yan, and together with the battle, the sound of violent collision resounded in the space.

The battle between Xia Yi and Ximen Jie was quite fierce, and the sound of violent collision resounded in the space, setting off a terrifying wave of qi that swept towards the surroundings.

Ximen Jie's face was ugly, he was actually forced like this by Xia Yi, a kid from the Congenital Sixfold Realm, and he was really a little unacceptable to such a result.

"Your strength is not very strong in the Sword Sect, right?" Xia Yi said as he looked at Ximen Jie with a playful expression.

"So what? Even so, I can kill you?" Ximen Jie stared at Xia Yi, his hands clenched, and the coldness in his eyes swept over, Xia Yi is ...... Doubting your strength?

Xia Yi smiled indifferently and said, "With your strength, can you kill me?"

Ximenjie looked at Xia Yi with his eyes, and his right hand was even more clenched, Xia Yi's words, he really felt angry.

"You...... It seems that you have gained great confidence in cultivating in the sword pool, but I will let you know that there are people outside the world, and arrogance will make you fall under my sword. Ximenjie said.

"I wish I could...... You can do it, but unfortunately, you don't have the strength, and you are the one who has fallen here. Xia Yi said indifferently, the dragon phoenix sword pointed at Ximen Jie, and the sword qi broke through the air and roared.

Ximen Jie snorted coldly, his face was extremely cold, Xia Yi's words were completely contemptuous of himself.

The soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and Ximen Jie rushed out towards Xia Yi at an extremely fast speed, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and the killing intent swept through.

The spirit sword swept through the heavens and the earth, and the aura smashed down towards Xia Yi, wanting to kill Xia Yi here.

"I'm not in the mood to continue to consume with you, so I'll kill you now. Xia Yi's indifferent voice sounded, and the sword intent of his body continued to circulate, and his whole body was bright, as if a peerless sword had descended into the world.

Xia Yi's spiritual energy exploded under his feet, and the imperial void step was sent to the extreme, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao Dao wherever he passed.

"True Martial Sword Technique!"

Xia Yi struck lightly, the dragon phoenix sword slashed out, the bright sword light broke through the void, and the three sword moves were superimposed, enveloping and condensing into a sword net and falling towards Ximen Jie.

The two of them sent out a strong aura and rushed towards each other.

Boom!

The spirit weapons were put together, bursting out with a violent sound of gold and iron, and the aftermath swept towards the surroundings.

Laugh at!

The brilliant sword light broke through the void, and suddenly a blood flame sprinkled into the void.

Then Ximenjie, who only heard it, screamed miserably, and then retreated towards the rear at a very fast speed.

Tick!

Tick!

Ximenjie's right arm was empty, his right arm had been cut off, and blood was constantly dripping down.

"Huhu ......" Ximen Jie gasped heavily, sweat slid down his face, and the expression on his face was slightly hideous.

"Senior Brother Simon's right arm was cut off?"

Everyone in the Sword Sect looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, Ximen Jie's right arm was actually cut off by Xia Yi, they really couldn't believe that such a thing happened.

Ximen Jie stared at Xia Yi with a distorted expression, with murderous intent in his eyes, the strength shown by the latter was too perverted to even compete with himself.

If Xia Yi was in the same situation as him, wouldn't he say that he would lose even worse?

"Ximen Jie, you people from the Sword Sect came to the Sword Pool to snatch it, but you didn't expect it to be such a result, right?" Xia Yi looked at Ximen Jie with a smile on his face and said.

Ximen Jie didn't say anything, as Xia Yi said, they didn't expect things to come to this point at all.

Originally, he thought that it would be easy to capture the shock, but he didn't expect that a Xia Yi would disrupt all his plans and make himself fall short.