"Kill !! me"

Cutting off Yi Xiaofei's side, the saint-level masters of the Hades and Blood Clans have already made crazy moves.

To a certain extent, there was some containment, which made the evil corpse roar again and again, and in the cave, the remaining three evil corpses also came out. There was a piercing roar.

It's just that the thousand-year-old ice sword is a bit too powerful, and Yi Xiaofei can be regarded as having seen that the power of an ice sword has reached such a level, and the explosive power is surprisingly amazing.

However, the strength of the white-haired fanged evil corpse is indeed not simple, if it weren't for this weakness, which has restrictions on it, I'm afraid that now here, only Yi Xiaofei can fight with it.

"It's not good, Xiaofei, kill it quickly!"

The nervous voice belonging to the ruffian dragon sounded, and this sounded because at this moment, the white-haired fanged evil corpse grabbed a saint-level master of the underworld, directly gnawed on the neck of the saint-level master, and began to suck blood.

In the process of sucking blood, the strength is getting stronger little by little, maybe this should not be called becoming stronger, but restoring strength.

The blood of a saint-level master itself contains a certain degree of energy, and the power of the true spirit is very rich in the blood.

"You bastard!"

The true spirit power in Yi Xiaofei's body began to compress crazily, and he must not be allowed to devour the blood of more saint-level masters.

At this moment, Yi Xiaofei's hand had an extra Nine Dragon Needle, and when he was close to the white-haired fanged evil corpse, the power of the True Spirit on the Nine Dragon Needle converged, wanting to stab it from the back.

It's just that the white-haired and fanged evil corpse has already felt the crisis in advance, and the ice sword in his hand is a gear behind him, and the nine dragon needles and the ice sword collide together, and the two collide, it is actually like a collision between blades, and a crisp sound sounds.

caused a huge impact, making Yi Xiaofei involuntarily take two steps back, and even the white-haired and fanged evil corpse retreated.

The blood-red gaze looked at Yi Xiaofei tightly, and it seemed that the threat of this man present was the greatest. If you can swallow this person's blood, it will be delicious.

But immediately, he noticed the Nine Dragons Needle in Yi Xiaofei's hand. It seemed familiar, this familiar feeling, instinctive memories hit my heart.

In an instant, the white-haired fanged evil corpse became even more violent.

"Nine...... Dragon...... Needle ......"

These three words, in each word, there is endless anger, and the power of the true spirit that erupted from the evil corpse has become more and more huge, and I am afraid that it has reached the level of a ninth-grade saint-level master.

It's just that this ninth-grade saint-level master, in terms of the power of the true spirit, has a certain fluctuation, and it is obvious that he has devoured a saint-level master before, so he has such a result.

"Millennial Ice Sword!

The Immortal Gu seized this opportunity to make a move, and the timing of this shot was indeed well grasped, the attention of the evil corpse was all on Yi Xiaofei's body, the right hand was cut off, and the thousand-year-old ice sword fell to the ground.

But for the evil corpse, there was no pain at all, and his eyes were still staring at Yi Xiaofei, killing Yi Xiaofei, ignoring the lost right arm.

"What the hell, did you take the wrong medicine?"

completely stared at Yi Xiaofei, which made Yi Xiaofei keep retreating.

It's just that in his heart, Yi Xiaofei still understands that this evil corpse is like this, entirely because he saw the Nine Dragon Needle, maybe it has brought different pain to the evil corpse.

"This sword belongs to our Yan Clan!"

Elder Yanlong will not let the Ancient Immortal get his wish at this moment, no matter what, Yi Xiaofei has involved the evil corpse, this thousand-year-old ice sword is so valuable, it is impossible for the Yan clan to let it out easily, and they have to fight for it.

As for the death of the sixth-grade saint-level master in the blood clan, to be honest, there is no qualification to compete for it.

"Stop me!Yanlong, then it's up to you!"

For the sake of the thousand-year-old Ice Sword, even if it is to tear the skin with the Yan Clan, what does it matter?

The two of them immediately fought for the thousand-year-old ice sword, and on the side of the underworld, the invincible ran over, wanting to take this opportunity to pick up the ice sword and take it away.

"Get out of here!!"

And Yi Xiaofei, who was in the middle of the battle, was repulsed, and retreated towards the side of the cold ice sword, there was a certain amount of blood at the corner of his mouth, he snorted coldly, and punched out, which made the invincible face change greatly, and immediately made a decision, retreated directly, and did not dare to fight with Yi Xiaofei, after all, Yi Xiaofei's strength was amazing at this moment, and he was definitely not an opponent.

With a pick of the foot, under this pick, the cold ice sword was directly provoked, and was grabbed by Yi Xiaofei in his right hand, and a strong cold qi surged out, but it was quickly blocked by the true spirit power in Yi Xiaofei's body.

On the other side, the evil corpse actually didn't shoot at Yi Xiaofei again, but rushed towards the blood clan and the underworld clan to gather a large number of people and slaughter and devour them.

"Hurry up! it's regaining its strength!"

Now if you want to take down Yi Xiaofei, it still takes a lot of effort, and this evil corpse already has a certain amount of wisdom and understands how to deal with it, that is, to restore its strength again.

Fortunately, the people of the Yan clan, under Yi Xiaofei's orders, did not stay here and had already evacuated. At this moment, there are only Yi Xiaofei and Elder Yanlong on the Yan Clan's side.

"Yanlong senior!"

Yi Xiaofei rushed over, which made Shen Gu retreat after a punch! After all, Yi Xiaofei's strength was invincible, even if he was invincible.

And at this moment, Yi Xiaofei was too lazy to pay attention to the ancient world. This is a land of right and wrong, and now that even the Ice Sword has been obtained, you need to leave quickly.

Yan Long saw the cold ice sword in Yi Xiaofei's hand, with a smile on his face, and left with Yi Xiaofei very decisively.

"Grandpa Gu! I have to go, my life is still important!"

Invincible has discovered that something is wrong, and anything can be obtained by finding a way, but what about life? If life is gone, then it will be completely over.

"Damn!"

also understands the harm of the white-haired fanged evil corpse, but at this moment, it is wise to follow Yi Xiaofei and them to evacuate, after all, compared to the two, the evil corpse is probably still hated by the people of the Yan clan.

"Withdraw!"

Leaving quickly, at this time, even the other clansmen can't pay attention, and on the side of the blood clan, many people escaped, but most of them died in the hands of the white-haired fanged evil corpse.

The power of the true spirit in the corpse of the evil is getting bigger and bigger, just like guessing, it is recovering its strength, constantly absorbing the energy contained in the blood, even if it is a king-level master, for it, it is a tonic.

"You...... Can't run!"

In those blood-red eyes, Yi Xiaofei's figure was reflected. And the three evil corpses that came out are now all gone, and only it is left here.

(End of chapter)