"How could it be. ”

The Hundred-Faced Saint Venerable's eyes widened.

"Wanshi Saint Venerable's full force punch, even I don't dare to carry it head-on. ”

"This kid easily blocked it with a sword?"

"Wind Slasher. The Wind Chopping Knife Zun slashed out, and the fierce aura lingered on the big knife, and an invisible and heavy wind breath surrounded it.

Rumble...

There was a roar, like a giant blade across the sky.

The ground was directly split into a huge chasm, and there was no bottom in sight.

Within the chasm, the walls on both sides were extremely smooth, as if they had been smoothed out of the gap.

This knife of the Wind Chopping Knife Venerable is terrifying.

"Is it dead?" "Wind Slashing Daozun frowned, before the big sword, Xiao Yi's figure was gone.

"Not yet. Dozens of steps away, Xiao Yi was intact and smiled lightly.

"This knife is fierce enough, domineering enough, and fast enough. ”

"The power of the sword, the weight of the storm, the speed of the wind, the strength of the wind, the sword of the wind, is amazing. ”

In fact, none of the killers of the Supreme Tower, especially those above the late stage of the Saint Venerable Realm, were ordinary people.

These reclusive cultivators who had already become famous countless years ago were able to gain a foothold in the seclusion world and have their own abilities.

"Dodged?" the Wind Slashing Sword Venerable narrowed his eyes, glancing at the Hundred Faces Saint Venerable and the Ten Thousand Stone Saint Venerable.

"Don't hide it anymore, this kid is not simple, let's kill him with all my might. ”

The Wind Slashing Sword Venerable, the Ten Thousand Stone Saint Venerable, and the Hundred Faces Saint Venerable, the three of them looked condensed at the same time.

If the three of them just thought that Xiao Yi was just a kid who was a little wrong, they could despise him and kill him with a little effort.

Now, his face is completely solemn, and he regards Xiao Yi as an enemy of his own level.

When the three killers stared at their prey with complete seriousness, it was a fierce battle between life and death.

Of course, that's just what the three of them think.

For Xiao Yi, at least from his light face, there is not much solemnity.

Syllable...

Ten Thousand Stone Saint Venerable's hands suddenly clasped together, and the green tendons on his bald head loomed, "The Land of Ten Thousand Stones." ”

Click, click, click...

A hundred miles of land, the land collapsed and cracked in an instant.

The boulders, as if they had lost their gravity, rose into the air.

The range of 100 miles is not big.

If it is said that it is forcibly destroyed with the strength of the powerhouses in the late stage of the Holy Venerable Realm, it is not difficult.

But now, the Ten Thousand Stone Holy Venerable is turning all the earth, stones, and mountains and rocks within a hundred miles into his own use.

If nothing else, the horrific weight alone is terrifying.

In the distance, Xia Yiming had already picked up the Oriental Dance and retreated.

For the palace master's orders, he will do his best to complete them.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi glanced at the countless boulders floating around him, and his face was slightly serious.

Rumble...

With a roar, the entire earth suddenly sank a hundred meters.

Xiao Yi's body was overwhelmed by an astonishing gravity.

"It's a great piece of earth and stone. Xiao Yi frowned.

Now, within a hundred miles, not only are the boulders fluttering and flying, but a terrifying gravity has suddenly added to them.

"There are many faces. The figure of the Hundred-Faced Saint Venerable moved in an instant.

Sou... Sou... Sou... Sou... Sou...

Phantoms appeared out of thin air.

Thousands of 'Hundred Faced Saint Venerables' sneered hideously, and the dense and strange phantoms made people shudder.

Thousands of figures, thousands of faces, all the same.

But in an instant, the face kept changing.

Thousands of figures, or holding a sword blade, or holding a big knife, or a dagger, or controlling fire with both hands, all have different means.

And the most amazing momentum is bursting out from the Wind Slashing Sword Venerable at this moment.

In terms of fighting alone, the Wind Slashing Sword Venerable is definitely the strongest of the three.

There is nothing fancy about that big knife, only the extreme ferocity and the fierceness contained in it.

Airplanes...

The blade of the knife suddenly roared.

The Wind Slashing Sword Venerable pointed at Xiao Yi in the air, "With the three of us joining forces, even the eightfold powerhouses of the Saint Venerable Realm will fall." ”

"To be able to die under the three of us is the blessing of your life. ”

"You try. Xiao Yi smiled.

Rumble...

One phantom after another of the Hundred-Faced Saint Venerable, he shot out in an instant.

Different means, different streamers, all in unison bombarded intensively.

But under the siege of this dense phantom, the most amazing thing was the cold aura contained in it, just like the weirdness of the Hundred Faced Saint Venerable when he first made his move.

Boom...

As soon as the sword of ice and snow in Xiao Yi's hand was raised, a large area of cold air also emerged, it was a cold frost and ice storm.

Two cold airs collided, and the air froze instantly.

Laugh at...

In the frozen air, a dagger instantly pierced out of Xiao Yi's chest.

"Got it. The Hundred-Faced Saint Venerable sneered.

"No matter how subtle your kendo is, it's just a slippery loach. ”

"Under the suppression of the power of the Ten Thousand Stone Saint Venerable, your speed has been greatly reduced, and you can't avoid the old man's attack at all. ”

"Being stared at by the sword of the Wind Slashing Blade, you have no time to be distracted. ”

"The old man's dagger is enough to kill you. ”

"Poisonous?" Xiao Yi glanced at the dagger on his chest and only smiled.

It's no wonder that when the Hundred Faced Saint Venerable attacked those twenty Purple Wing Army before, the elite was like the Purple Wing Army, and he didn't even have a chance to blow himself up.

First, it is the suppression of the cultivation of the Hundred Faces Holy Venerable.

Second, it is the poison on this dagger.

Wow...

Xiao Yi's figure turned into snow out of thin air, and the dagger on his chest fell with a bang.

It is the embodiment of the Ice Illusion.

"Let's go together. "The sword of the Wind Slashing Knife Venerable slashed violently.

The knife momentum has already locked Xiao Yi.

Therefore, when the wind and snow condensed Xiao Yi's body again, the fierce big knife had been instantly slashed.

Xiao Yi also slashed out with a sword, and his figure was shocked back dozens of steps.

As soon as the figure stabilized, behind him, a boulder slammed in.

However, the boulder has not been able to get close to Xiao Yat, and has been frozen by wind and snow.

The three of them frowned, and when they joined forces, they still couldn't kill Xiao Yi in an instant?

"The rumored Ice Storm True Scripture and Ice Illusion Incarnation in the Ice Emperor Palace are indeed powerful. ”

"But that's it, you can only passively save your life now, and the old man will see how long you can hold on. ”

Sou... Sou... Sou...

The Dao Phantom of the Hundred-Faced Saint Venerable was once again under intensive siege.

Under the joint efforts of the three of them, the attack connection was compatible, and Xiao Yi was not given half a chance to breathe at all.

Dense exchanges, piercing and intense.

Xiao Yi smiled, and the sword momentum in his hand changed suddenly.

It was no longer the sword shadow that danced, but the sword momentum increased greatly, and as soon as the sword fell, the enveloping phantom instantly split apart.

A sweep shattered the surrounding boulders.

With a sword split, the ice froze within 100 meters.

It can be clearly seen that Xiao Yi's sword, one sword is stronger than the other, and the power of each sword soars higher than the other.

From being besieged by three people and falling behind, to now turning to active counter-control of the battle situation, it is only in a short period of time.

When Xiao Yi's sword slashed to the twentieth sword, the phantoms of the Hundred-Faced Saint Venerable around him had been shattered.

At the time of the twenty-first sword, the hundred-mile boulder had all become powder.

The twenty-second sword fell, and a fierce wind and snow turned into an ice dragon, blasting towards the Wind Slashing Sword Venerable with monstrous sword intent.

"Slash the wind. The Wind Chopping Knife Zun shouted violently, and the big knife slashed down with all his might, and a storm of sword intent swept out.

Ice dragons, storms, crashing into each other.

The two were at a stalemate for a few breaths, and finally the ice dragon devoured violently, breaking through the storm alive.

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The second more.

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