Tu Qianqiu, originally thought that Xiao Yi would fight with the soul master to fight him.

If so, he might have to work a little harder to kill Xiao Yat.

But, at this moment, Xiao Yi is actually using poison?

His poisonous path cultivation is just a peerless 9995 Dao, so he wants to regret a peerless peak of the poisonous Dao?

What's the difference between that and suicide?

Against an old monster like Mountain Tu Qianqiu, even if he uses the means of a peerless peak soul master to deal with it, he may not be able to win.

Not to mention the much weaker poison channel?

On the side, the Lord of the Heavenly Machine Hall and the Lord of the Soul Hall frowned at the same time.

"Ten thousand poisonous hands. ”

At this moment, Xiao Yat slapped his palm.

Tu Qianqiu's combat ability is indeed extremely strong.

But Xiao Yi was not afraid of it, and he didn't think about dodging at all.

Boom...

The two palms slammed into each other, making a popping sound.

The collision of the two poisonous forces should explode, causing the poison to spread.

However, what was expected did not happen.

On the contrary, it is one of the poisonous forces, which corrodes the other in an instant.

In Xiao Yi's palm, it is still monstrous.

But in the palm of Tu Qianqiu's hand, the virulence has already collapsed.

Xiao Yi didn't move at all, but Tu Qianqiu's palm was already black, and even the astonishing poison traveled through his palm and went straight into his internal organs.

Tu Qianqiu's face was flushed, and the qi and blood in his body kept tumbling.

"It's horribly poisonous. Tu Qianqiu's face changed, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

He was already cultivating the Poison Dao, and he was also a Poison Dao powerhouse.

But the poison he was proud of was so vulnerable in Xiao Yi's palm.

Ten thousand poisonous hands, terrible.

"Scattered. Tu Qianqiu took more than ten steps back and shouted.

Inside, a burst of momentum erupted.

The poison that had originally invaded his body was blasted out by him in an instant, turning into a trace of black gas that filled the air.

It can be so easily flushed out of the poison.

Proof of this person's physical strength, extremely strong.

This person is an individual cultivator.

"Magic Mountain Palm. The black qi around Tu Qianqiu dissipated, and the figure moved again, slamming into the palm with all his strength.

This palm is mighty.

In the palm of your hand, there is no half of the cost.

But the huge power contained in it is enough to make people frightened.

This palm is obviously a physical cultivation martial art.

The extremely fast figure, when it hit, seemed to be a majestic black mountain.

This palm, with its momentum alone, and even a little overflowing aura, is enough to blast the entire majestic mountain into powder.

Turning into a magic mountain, even if you are in the mountains, it is enough to cross and crash, and everything you pass is shattered.

This is the Demon Mountain Palm, one of the most terrifying physical cultivation martial arts.

Xiao Yi looked indifferently.

Eyes, indifferent.

On the side, the master of the Heavenly Machine Hall was already frowning.

The name of the Demon Mountain Palm, he naturally knew that it was one of the legendary martial arts of the Black Demon Palace, and it was extremely powerful.

Of course, he knew that Xiao Xun had a record of killing the first rank of the legend in seconds.

However, Xiao Xun at that time relied on the means of a soul master.

Now, if it is hard, a peerless 9995 Dao, how can it be stopped?

It can be clearly seen that the hand of the master of the Heavenly Machine Hall moved slightly.

If there is an accident, he will act instantly.

Rumble...

In the next second, a violent roar erupted.

Xiao Yi burst out with a palm.

Palm to palm, again.

But as a result, Xiao Yi did not move at all.

And Tu Qianqiu was hit by the earthquake and retreated dozens of steps.

"How could it be. Tu Qianqiu's face changed.

His magic mountain palm was powerful and heavy, enough to sweep all the way and blast 100,000 mountains into powder.

But just now, when his palm collided with that monster-like palm, his magic mountain seemed to crash into a more majestic and unbreakable mountain.

That high mountain is enough for his magic mountain to look up to.

Xiao Yi was unmoved, and slowly withdrew his hand.

But he didn't move, just waited.

From the beginning, he didn't take Tu Qianqiu in his eyes.

Tu Qianqiu, although he is also an individual cultivator.

However, he is not an extreme physique.

Tu Qianqiu, although he has 40,000 Dao cultivations, his combat power is monstrous.

But whether it is the ultimate physical cultivation or not has nothing to do with cultivation.

Extreme physical cultivation, even in ancient times, was not common.

And in this period, as far as Xiao Yi has seen, there are only a few main hall masters in the main hall of the Dark Demon Palace, such as the master of the Shura General Hall and the Lord of the Hengtian Palace.

This Tu Qianqiu, his own body cultivation is not bad, but compared with the ultimate body cultivation, it is still far behind.

And Xiao Yixiu's Ten Thousand Poisons Treasure Book is originally a poisonous path and martial arts Qi cultivation.

His poisonous body was not only an extreme body cultivation, but also a few points stronger than ordinary extreme body cultivation.

It's just a little worse than the anti-heaven technique of the Shura Battle Body.

Tu Qianqiu, the peerless peak of physical strength, can't help him at all.

"Remarkable. The Lord of the Heavenly Machine Palace, frowning, finally let go, and even exclaimed.

Tu Qianqiu's physical cultivation is one of the ones he is proud of.

In terms of strength, it is enough to crush the other 40,000 powerhouses.

But in front of Xiao Yi, he is so vulnerable.

Although he suppressed his cultivation, Xiao Yi's cultivation now is four levels lower than the peerless peak under his suppression.

Boom...

The next second.

With a sword roar, a black sword appeared out of thin air in Tu Qianqiu's hand.

Stunned Sword, since he is his disciple, he is naturally also a sword cultivator.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi frowned slightly for the first time.

That's the terrible thing about the Dark Mage, the means are endless, and they are all good.

As far as the methods that Tu Qianqiu has shown now already involve the Poison Dao, the Body Cultivation, and the Sword Dao.

Each of them is one with extremely strong combat ability.

Tu Qianqiu, although it is not the ultimate physical cultivation, is far from being a Shura sword.

But under his peerless peak physical strength, combined with the peerless peak kendo level, that kind of combat power can almost be invincible in the same realm.

Even if he is now suppressed at the peerless peak of cultivation, but a strong person like the poison robe may not be able to withstand his sword.

"This sword will avenge my vain. ”

Tu Qianqiu shouted violently, and a sword came out.

The sword, fast and furious, even surprisingly strange and unpredictable.

"Six Demon Sword-Shocking Blades?" The face of the Heavenly Machine Hall Lord turned cold, "This is a means above the legend, Tu Qianqiu, you..."

The master of the Heavenly Machine Hall was just about to make a move.

Syllable...

Beside him, an old hand grabbed his arm.

The main hall master of the Soul Hall shook his head, his eyes staring closely at Xiao Yi in front of him.

At this time, Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

With the poison path and flesh alone, it couldn't stop Tu Qianqiu's sword at all.

This sword is extremely strong.

Moreover, that black sword is definitely a high-grade holy weapon.

Although it has not reached the peak, it is at least high-grade.

At this point, the edge of the sword has arrived.

On the sword, the black gas is permeated, and it is extremely amazing.

The sword that struck was like a fierce demon, devouring it.

Airplanes...

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed.

An invisible soul power exploded in an instant.

A sharp sword appeared out of thin air.

The sword came out, and above the black sword, the black qi collapsed.

Xiao Yat stood with his hands in his hands.

But the invisible sword came out sharply.

Boom... A sword, the black sword in Tu Qianqiu's hand, pointed at the momentum, and was stopped alive.

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom...

The second, third, fourth, fifth...

An invisible sword, endlessly.

Tu Qianqiu held the sword in his hand and retreated step by step.

His face changed suddenly.

The invisible sword that struck made him feel that he was fighting with a peerless sword cultivator, and he was fighting with an invisible hand.

Gradually, an invisible sword became more and more powerful.

Those invisible hands seemed to have turned into hundreds of peerless sword cultivators.

At this moment, he was under the siege of an invisible sword.

Sword, like a storm.

Boom... A crisp bang.

Tu Qianqiu was finally powerless to parry, and the sword in his hand came out of his hand.

A sword cultivator, the sword in his hand was knocked down.

He is defeated!

......

The second more.

(End of chapter)