Yi Xiaoyao squinted his eyes and chuckled lightly in the incomparably dazzling sword light and sword shadow.

This situation made the eight members of the demon hunting team shocked and angry.

There were eight of them, three of them were building the foundation of the six-fold realm, and five of them were building the foundation of the five-fold realm, and there was no way to take a kid who built the foundation of the threefold realm.

"This kid is so difficult, let's underestimate his strength!"

The eight people exclaimed in surprise with solemn faces, and they did not dare to relax the attack in their hands.

"It's too late to find out now!"

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered, his gaze suddenly moved, and his sword move instantly changed and slashed out a sword of annihilation, and immediately the body of another person who had built the foundation of the fivefold realm was separated.

"The second one!"

After the blow, Yi Xiaoyao's legs were like phantoms, and he jumped away lightly, pointing at the remaining seven members of the demon hunting team.

The seven people looked at the corpses on the ground in anger, their faces full of shock.

"What! He actually killed the eighth child again! ”

"This kid, killed two of our brothers in a row, we must avenge the old eight and nine today!"

At this time, the young man with the bundled hair at the head of the demon hunting team raised his hand to stop the indignation of several other people.

"Wait!"

There was also hatred and anger in the eyes of the young man with the bundled hair, but when he looked at the sword blade pointed by Yi Xiaoyao, it was as if he felt an unprecedented dangerous aura.

"Little brother, we offended us before, and now that you have killed our two brothers, then this matter will be written off, how about it?"

The young man with bound hair compromised with Yi Xiaoyao, and the reason in his heart told him that if he continued like this, even if he could kill Yi Xiaoyao and get the demon blood fruit, their demon hunting team would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

After hearing this, Yi Yao sneered evilly.

If it weren't for Yi Xiaoyao's strength being strong enough, then these people would definitely not give in like this, and Yi Xiaoyao's fate would only be to be robbed of the demon blood fruit or die.

Yi Xiaoyao naturally understood this, so he said indifferently: "I said, I regret it now, it's too late." ”

When the seven members of the demon hunting team heard this, they were immediately even more angry.

"Boy, do you really think we gave in because we were afraid of you? Since you don't know what to do, no matter how much we pay today, we will let you die here! ”

With a loud shout, the seven people erupted again.

It's just that this time, the seven members of the demon hunting team have changed their battle strategy.

Because they could see from the battle just now that Yi Xiaoyao was specifically picking the weakest of them to start attacking, and since they had discovered this, they naturally couldn't let Yi Xiaoyao break them one by one.

Among these seven people, the young man with the bundled hair has the highest cultivation, and at this moment he bears the brunt of it, and several others are auxiliary to the formation.

Such a strategy is that when the bundled youth attacks, several other people will interfere with Yi Xiaoyao with all their might;

When Yi Xiaoyao counterattacked, the others would do their best to protect the young man with the bundle of hair for the next round of attacks.

Seeing such a lineup, Yi Xiaoyao's face froze, and he secretly said a good tacit cooperation.

In this way, his previous style of play will not be able to exert its power.

And if you don't defeat the young man with the bundle of hair, then Yi Xiaoyao will always be in passivity.

Looking at the seven people who swept in front of him like sharp arrows, the battle intent in Yi Xiaoyao's heart became stronger and stronger.

The stronger the enemy, the stronger he is!

Along with this rapidly rising battle intent, a killing intent that soared into the sky also instantly filled the surrounding space.

The stronger the fighting intent, the stronger the killing intent!

The Blood Sword slowly raised, and the intense killing intent around it seemed to be absorbed, and quickly condensed into a crimson tangible qi that surrounded the blade.

At this moment, the sword of blood is like a sword of killing!

Even the young man with the bundled hair and the others who came with a huge momentum felt a tremor from the depths of their souls when they saw this sword.

"Humph! Bluff, give me death! ”

The young man with the bundled hair no longer dared to let Yi Xiaoyao continue to gather momentum, the treasure knife was held high on the top, and the spiritual power of his whole body was gathered on the blade, and he slashed at Yi Xiaoyao violently.

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes froze, and at the moment when the young man with the bundled hair fell, he drank in a low voice.

"Murderous intent, for my use!"

In an instant, all the killing intent around Yi Xiaoyao formed a blood-colored aura circle around Yi Xiaoyao's body, and it instantly spread and burst out.

The sword of slaughter is suddenly slashed out!

"Killing the Nine Swords, Third Style!"

This sword, in addition to devouring spiritual power and destroying sword qi, also contains a strong killing intent!

This instantaneous outbreak is the strongest outbreak of Yi Xiaoyao's current strength.

Swish!

A chilling demonic blood light flashed away.

And at the moment when the sword light fell, the sword of the young man with the bundle of hair had already been cut out.

But it turned out to be ...... From the point of the blade, the sword was divided into two well-proportioned halves.

The weapons used by the six people around the young man with the bundled hair to protect them all broke and flew in an instant.

And the young man with the bundled hair, who was only a few feet away from Yi Xiaoyao, seemed to be completely still, and his movements, expressions, and body were all frozen.

An extremely subtle line of blood spread along the person's midriff to the forehead.

At the same time, Yi Xiaoyao's cold voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

"The third! Die! ”

Whew!

As the word "death" fell, the two halves of the body of the young man with the bundle of hair instantly split, and hundreds of black and red intersecting sword qi burst out from it, shooting all the remaining six people around him into vomiting blood and flying away.

"What !!"

The remaining six members of the demon hunting team exclaimed in hindsight, the strongest lineup they used to target Yi Xiaoyao was actually slashed by such a terrifying sword.

Moreover, the strongest of the several, the young man with the bundled hair, was only left with a broken corpse that was crushed by the sword qi.

In this way, what else do they have to fight with Yi Xiaoyao when they are also injured?

"Spare ...... Leave us alone! Please spare us! ”

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao walking slowly towards them, the six people who fell to the ground were all pale and frightened and begged for mercy.

Yi Xiaoyao heard such a cry for mercy, his heart was like stopping water, and his face was pale.

But such a voice was like the biggest bad news for Han Shou, who was already blind and hiding on the side.

Han Shou originally thought that Yi Xiaoyao had no chance of winning against the nine members of the demon hunting team, and he could even get a demon blood fruit.

But now, his eyes were dark, and he could only hear Yi Xiaoyao report the number of people killed one by one, making him feel that death was approaching step by step.

At this moment, the begging for mercy of the demon hunting team completely shattered the hope in Han Shou's heart, and despair instantly filled his heart.

Next, the voice that made Han Shou's heart feel like death sounded closely.

Yi Xiaoyao faced the begging for mercy from the demon hunting team, just smiled lightly and said, "I'm really sorry, I will never let go of anyone who wants to kill me." ”

The Blood Sword swung up, and a blood splatter sounded.

"The fourth!"

"The fifth!"

……

"The ninth!"

When this last sound sounded, Han Shou's whole body was completely paralyzed, and he couldn't even escape.

Yi Xiaoyao saw Han Shou, who was crawling desperately not far away, and sneered coldly.

"Han Shou, this feeling of death gradually coming, is it wonderful?"

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