Yi Xiaoyao saw the expression of the green kite, and his heart sank suddenly.

It seems that as he expected, the old man repented!

"Are you still sure?" Qing Kite asked Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao knew that Qing Kite was asking him if he was sure that he would survive from the strong hands of these major forces.

He didn't answer directly, but swept his gaze to the Dao figure in the void.

These powerhouses who exude a strong killing intent are all people sent by the major forces to protect their Tianjiao, and their cultivation is all at the middle level of the Yin and Yang Realm.

If this catastrophe is unavoidable, if Yi Xiaoyao wants to leave alive, he can only burn the infant soul at the cost of cultivation.

In this way, we can fight.

It's just that the outcome of the battle, Yi Xiaoyao will be very tragic, and the chance of surviving is extremely small.

Because these strong people are different from those Tianjiao who were killed, they have already mastered the mystery one by one, and there are many of them.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaoyao showed a wry smile to Qing Yuan'er, and responded to her previous question: "Maybe." ”

Qing Kite's beautiful eyes showed a look of worry, Yi Xiaoyao had always been so confident before, but now that he said maybe, it means that he is not too sure of living at all.

"Humph! Lustful grandpa is so hateful, he obviously promised to help you, but he backtracked! She whispered in anger.

As soon as the words fell, the green kite suddenly covered her little head and let out a cry of pain.

Yi Xiaoyao's face changed, because he had just seen that an old arm that was as thin as wood appeared behind her just when Qing Kite was scolding Mu Chang Soul and knocked her little head hard.

This kind of action, when Yi Xiaoyao saw Mu Changsoul for the first time before, Mu Changsoul knocked on the green kite like this.

Immediately after, Yi Xiaoyao seemed to remember something, and his face became strange.

At the beginning, Mu Changsoul said that Yi Xiaoyao's troubles could be solved with one hand.

And Yi Xiaoyao said that when the time comes, he needs to borrow a hand from Mu Changsoul's soul to help him solve his troubles.

Obviously, the arm that knocked on the green kite at this moment was the dead old man's.

This suddenly made Yi Xiaoyao's face speechless for a while, that old man, who was really weird, actually made a hand to help him.

However, this also made his tense heart finally relax.

The green kite also found this arm, and although she was angry, she still smiled.

I saw the old man's arm trembling in front of Yi Xiaoyao, nodding towards his eyebrows.

Yi Xiaoyao didn't shy away, letting his finger hit his eyebrows, and then, an obscene voice came into his mind.

"Hehe, boy, if you want to lend me an arm, I will lend you an arm, but whether you can relieve your current trouble depends on yourself."

This voice made Yi Xiaoyao's expression change slightly, and it didn't seem to be as simple as he imagined.

The arm was still on his brow, and the old voice continued.

"To tell you the truth, I have recently used the magic weapon many times, and my cultivation has been exhausted, and the power contained in this arm can only help you suppress an opponent for a moment at most, whether you are dead or alive depends on your own creation!"

"By the way, if you can survive, don't forget to come to me consciously and be a sweeping boy!"

As soon as the words fell, the arm fell into Yi Xiaoyao's hand.

Yi Xiaoyao frowned, because at this moment, he felt the hidden power in his arm, which was surprisingly rare!

The old man didn't lie, this arm is estimated to not be able to even kill a person, so he can only suppress an opponent for a moment.

"It's so unreliable!"

Yi Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and scolded in a low voice, extremely disappointed in his heart.

At this time, the powerhouses in the void were already waiting a little impatiently.

"Yi Xiaoyao, you are dying, and you still have the mind to fight with the little palace master of the Barren Palace here!"

"Don't come out quickly and die!"

"Today, I will kill you and expose your corpse to the wilderness!"

An angry voice came from the void.

Yi Xiaoyao's face was cold, since he couldn't hide, then fight!

The big deal is death, what is he afraid of?

Everyone's eyes changed, and they saw the Qingpeng giant wings behind Yi Xiaoyao flutter, disappear in place in an instant, and shoot directly into the sky.

The direction he shot in was one of the strongest cultivators, because that person was the strongest, so the encirclement was the weakest.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao's plan is to use that arm to suppress that strong man and take the opportunity to escape from the encirclement.

And the powerhouses in the void, seeing Yi Xiaoyao like this, did not make any moves, still guarding the position they had sealed, and looked at Yi Xiaoyao with a sneer.

They couldn't see Yi Xiaoyao's actions, but in their opinion, it was impossible for Yi Xiaoyao to break through that strong man.

And the strong man that Yi Xiaoyao shot at was a gray-robed middle-aged man from the Tianya Sword Sect with the fivefold realm of yin and yang.

"Humph! Die! ”

The gray robe snorted coldly, did not draw his sword at all, and directly burst out with a thick breath, and the moment the coercion bloomed, he raised his hand at Yi Xiaoyao.

A silver storm blew in the void, and in the midst of the storm there was an incomparably terrifying silver sword, exuding a faint aura of mystery, piercing through the void.

Yi Xiaoyao's face was solemn, and he directly sacrificed the old arm in his hand, and suddenly a majestic barren power erupted from this arm, turning into a palm print to meet the sword storm.

The two forces competed with each other, and the palm print of the old man's arm suppressed the other party extremely domineeringly.

But Yi Xiaoyao can also feel the power contained in his arm, which is exhausted as the palm print is taken.

Therefore, he didn't wait for the result of the confrontation at all, the giant wings of Qingpeng behind him vibrated wildly, and his figure flashed wildly in the void, taking the opportunity to flee.

"What?!"

The gray-robed middle-aged face of the Tianya Sword Sect changed suddenly, obviously not expecting that the palm that Yi Xiaoyao used would be so domineering.

However, when he saw Yi Xiaoyao running away, his heart was relieved, because it showed that Yi Xiaoyao could not perform this kind of domineering attack for the second time.

"Humph! Want to escape? It's delusional! ”

The gray-robed middle-aged man shouted violently, directly drew his sword and desperately slashed the palm print in front of him, and then chased after Yi Yao.

And Yi Xiaoyao, who escaped, felt the violent wind behind him, and his face changed.

After all, the gap between the two in cultivation is too big, and in a moment's effort, the gray-robed middle-aged man caught up with Yi Xiaoyao.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao, who was fleeing in front, stopped suddenly.

"Humph! Do you know that you can't escape, so you wait for you to die? ”

The gray-robed middle-aged man sneered, slowed down his speed, and slowly stepped towards Yi Xiaoyao.

However, he saw that Yi Xiaoyao suddenly turned around, with a strange look of surprise on his face.

"I think it's up to you to run away next!"

Yi Xiaoyao licked his lips, opened his mouth lightly, and then sacrificed the old arm again, and a barren palm print that was even more majestic than before was shot out!

Just now, he finally understood the use of this arm!

At the same time, in a stone room in the Barren Palace, Mu Chang Soul suddenly opened his old eyes.

"Oh? Got it so quickly? ”

Mu Changsoul was quite surprised, and then smiled with great satisfaction: "It is worthy of being the heir of the Green Emperor, it seems that such a test will not be difficult for this kid at all." ”

It turned out that this arm was actually just a test for Mu Changsoul's Yi Xiaoyao.

As long as the test is passed, the troubles he encounters can indeed be easily solved with just one hand.

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(Third Update.) ）

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