Knife mang!

Sword Qi!

flew in the space, and then collided fiercely towards each other, bursting out violently, and the sound of fierce fighting echoed continuously.

"Damn! How can this guy's strength be so perverted?!" Pan Ji stared at Xia Yi with gloomy eyes, he really couldn't figure out why Xia Yi's strength was so strong.

"Pan Ji, it's impossible for you alone to keep me here, I advise you not to waste time!" Xia Yi glanced at Pan Ji and said.

Pan Ji's hands clicked, and the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger, "Xia Yi, do you really think you can leave here alive? Today I will let you die under my martial spirit!!"

The expression on Pan Ji's face was distorted to the extreme, and the aura of his body rose in an instant.

A blood-colored glow instantly shone above Pan Ji's head, and a blood-colored long knife phantom bloomed in the void.

"It's Brother Ji's Blood Sword Martial Spirit, it's a third-level Martial Spirit, Xia Yi will never be Brother Ji's opponent!" Dong Xian said excitedly, already believing that Xia Yi would definitely die in the hands of Pan Ji.

Kong Zhi felt that Pan Ji was completely enraged by Xia Yi, and even the Blood Sword Martial Spirit was unleashed, and a slight sneer rolled up on his face.

Many people felt shocked when they felt the Blood Sword Martial Spirit suspended above Pan Ji's head, and the blessing of the third-level Martial Spirit on the battle was not a joke.

They already thought that the winner of this battle was very likely to be Pan Ji, after all, Pan Ji was now even a third-level martial spirit, and Xia Yi was definitely not his opponent.

"Blood Knife Martial Spirit?!" Staring at the Blood Knife Martial Spirit suspended above Pan Ji's head, Xia Yi had a smile on his face, "Then let's see how much effect your Blood Knife Martial Spirit can play!"

"You're looking for death!!" Pan Ji's roar roared instantly, his body moved, and the blood knife martial spirit suspended above his head instantly submerged into the long knife in his hand, and the blood-colored light burst out in an instant.

Pan Ji was very decisive, and directly urged the long knife in his hand to slash towards Xia Yi fiercely, and the blood-colored long knife slashed through the void and killed.

"Level 3 Martial Spirit, is it strong?!" Xia Yi smiled indifferently, and then stepped out.

At the moment when Xia Yi rushed out, a holy sword phantom appeared above his head, and a terrifying aura swept from it.

"That's, fifth-level martial spirit!How is this possible, Xia Yi entered to imply that he has a fifth-level martial spirit!!"

"What kind of freak is Xia Yi, even if his physical strength is perverted, he still has a fifth-level martial spirit, and he is still a sword martial spirit!"

"In this case, the outcome of this battle may be one-sided!!"

"The fifth-level martial spirit is far from being able to fight against the third-level martial spirit, Pan Ji is afraid that it will be difficult!"

“......”

Everyone around felt the holy sword martial spirit suspended above Xia Yi's head, and the turbulent waves had already stirred up in their hearts, who could Xia Yi actually have a fifth-level martial spirit.

Kong Zhi and Dong Xian's eyes widened, staring at the Holy Sword Martial Spirit suspended above Xia Yi's head in disbelief, they didn't expect Xia Yi to have a fifth-level Martial Spirit at all.

It turns out that this is the real gap between them!

Those who can awaken the fifth-level martial spirit will not have low achievements in the future!

Luo Xu stared at the Holy Sword Martial Spirit above Xia Yi's head, his eyebrows raised slightly, Xia Yi had a fifth-level Martial Spirit, which was something he hadn't expected.

Chen Xue lightly covered her red lips with her hands, her stunning eyes were full of horror, she knew that Xia Yi's strength was good, but she didn't expect Xia Yi to have a fifth-level martial spirit.

"Damn!" Feeling that Xia Yi was carrying a fifth-level martial spirit, Pan Ji couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and there was a little more jealousy in his eyes.

What the fifth-level martial spirit meant, he naturally knew very well, his blood sword martial spirit was only the third level, and there was a two-level gap between him and Xia Yi's holy sword martial spirit.

"Now you, do you still think you can leave me behind?!" Xia Yi said with a light smile, the Dragon Phoenix Sword in his hand pointed at Pan Ji, and the Holy Sword Martial Spirit instantly merged into the Dragon Phoenix Sword, bursting out with a terrifying aura.

"So what, I don't believe how much strength you can exert with a fifth-level martial spirit!" Pan Ji said in a deep voice, although Xia Yi had a fifth-level martial spirit, he didn't believe that Xia Yi could perfectly exert the power of the Holy Sword Martial Spirit.

Pan Ji's figure suddenly rushed out, the blood-colored long knife in his hand swept out, and the terrifying sword instantly shone out, killing Xia Yi fiercely.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you try my Holy Sword Martial Spirit!!" Xia Yi smiled lightly.

Since awakening the Holy Sword Martial Spirit, Xia Yi has almost never used the Holy Sword Martial Spirit.

Now, stepping into the Innate Realm, under such circumstances, how strong the Holy Sword Martial Spirit will be, everything is still unknown.

Xia Yi rushed out directly, and the Imperial Void Step was sent to the extreme, leaving an afterimage of the Dao in the void, and the Dragon Phoenix Sword covering the Holy Sword Martial Spirit slashed out towards Pan Ji, and a holy light instantly swept towards Pan Ji from the Dragon Phoenix Sword Method.

Pan Ji's face was solemn, and he felt an extremely strong storm of destruction rushing towards him from Xia Yi's Dragon Phoenix Sword.

Thundered!

The spiritual weapons instantly joined together, bursting out with a terrifying torrent of spiritual energy and swept towards the surroundings.

Later, I saw Pan Ji's figure constantly moving backwards, and the aura of his body became stronger and weaker, and he was a little uncontrollable.

Click!

Click!

A continuous sound of shattering sounded from Pan Ji's hand, and the blood-colored long knife in his hand also cared about falling apart in an instant.

Burst!

Pan Ji directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood spilled along the corners of his mouth, his face turned a little pale, and he felt the qi and blood in his body surging constantly.

Blood Sword Martial Spirit, ruined!!

Pan Ji looked at Xia Yi with gloomy eyes, his hands were clenched, his blood sword martial spirit was destroyed by Xia Yi, he really couldn't accept such a result.

Kong Zhi and Dong Xian looked at Pan Ji in disbelief, the two didn't expect that with just one blow, Xia Yi would destroy Pan Ji's Blood Sword Martial Spirit, which ...... Is it the gap between the third-level martial spirit and the fifth-level martial spirit?

Luo Xu looked at Xia Yi with a little jealousy, Xia Yi's Holy Sword Martial Spirit made him feel extremely dangerous.

"Xia Yi, you should be damned!!" Pan Ji's eyes were full of blood, and the killing intent in his eyes was quite strong, his martial spirit was destroyed by Xia Yi, which would have a great impact on his future cultivation.

Xia Yi smiled lightly, staring at Pan Ji indifferently, "If you want to kill me, do you still have this strength now?"

Pan Ji stared at Xia Yi extremely unwillingly, as Xia Yi said, he didn't have much combat power left, even if he was angry, he couldn't help Xia Yi.

"Xia Yi, today's matter, I, Pan Ji, will definitely repay it twice in the future!!" Pan Ji said in a deep voice, the expression on his face distorted a little.

"I wish you had such strength, but it's a pity that you won't have such a chance!" Xia Yi said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Pan Ji snorted coldly, "Xia Yi, let's see, it's not too late for things between us!!"

Pan Ji glanced at Kong Zhi and the east and west banks, and then prepared to urge his body to leave.

"It's too easy for you to leave so easily, right?"