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High in the sky, the body of the Ten Thousand Spirits clone bloomed with a golden divine light, as if it had turned into an ancient golden crow, and instantly appeared in front of Feng Lao.

There was a loud bang.

Feng Lao's body was suddenly shocked and flew out, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest, and even his heart was shattered.

With just one blow, he suffered unimaginable damage.

"No!" Old Feng's eyes were full of horror and despair.

The strength of the Ten Thousand Souls clone is too strong, and he doesn't have the slightest strength to fight back when he hits the ground.

If he continues like this, he will surely die.

"Stop, my people from the God of War Temple, can you also kill if you want to?" At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly echoed in everyone's ears.

Whoosh.

The next moment, three dazzling divine lights fell from the sky and appeared a few miles away from Xiao Yi.

From the divine light, three strong men walked out, and their bodies all exuded an incomparable aura, and everyone on the ground was out of breath.

The one who spoke was a silver-haired young man, he was as plump as jade, and even his eyes were silver, giving people a very strange feeling.

"It's the young master, great, I'm saved. Feng Lao's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of joy.

"Which onion you counted, from there, stay for me. To everyone's surprise, the Ten Thousand Spirits clone just glanced at the silver-haired young man with contempt, and then continued to attack Old Feng.

"You dare, I am the Second Son of the Temple of the God of War. The silver-haired young man suddenly let out a loud shout, and a silver sword light suddenly burst out from his eyes, stabbing at the Ten Thousand Spirits clone.

Sou.

As soon as the figure of the Ten Thousand Spirits clone flashed, it avoided the silver sword light, and suddenly appeared in front of Feng Lao, and threw a punch at his head.

"No, the young lord save me. Old Feng let out a desperate cry from his mouth.

There was a loud pop.

The next moment, his entire head was blasted apart by the fist of the Ten Thousand Spirits clone, and even his body was burned to ashes by the golden divine fire.

"Those who dare to touch my relatives and friends are the end. Xiao Yi's eyes were indifferent, and he issued a warning to everyone.

"You're looking for death. The silver-haired young man's face became extremely gloomy, and a terrifying murderous energy surged out of his body.

As the second holy son of the God of War Temple, no one has ever dared to disobey him since he was a child.

But now, the Ten Thousand Souls clone killed his retinue Feng Lao in front of him.

This is definitely a huge provocation for him.

"Are you here to arrest me, too? Then don't leave today, I'll send you down to reunite with the old horseman." Xiao Yi's gaze fell on the silver-haired young man, and his tone was flat and authentic, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

He could naturally see that the three people in front of him were all wizards of the God of War Temple, because they were all wearing the battle clothes of the God of War Temple.

Moreover, judging from the aura emanating from them, their strength is very strong, and it is definitely at the level of the Holy Son.

"Hehe! Xiao Yi, do you really think that if you kill the ancient elephant and them above the Hundred Saints Gathering, you will be invincible? The ancient elephant is only the fifth holy son of our God of War Temple, and the strength of the three of us is much stronger than him, what qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of us. Next to the silver-haired young man Feng Ting, another young man spoke.

He was dressed in bronze armor, and although his appearance was not as handsome as Feng Ting, he exuded a domineering aura, giving people a feeling of not being angry but powerful.

This person is the fourth holy son of the God of War Temple, Cheng Guxing.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he was looking down at Xiao Yi with a condescending attitude.

"Really, don't say it's you, even if the god son of your God of War Temple is here, he is not my opponent, and he is enough to deal with your kind of goods. Xiao Yi pointed to the Ten Thousand Spirits clone and said nonchalantly.

"Hmph! A half-dead person who has been poisoned by the evil god dares to speak wildly in front of us, I really don't know where you have the confidence, our three holy sons of the God of War Temple have joined forces, let alone you, even if the Martial Emperor comes, you can fight. At that moment, another young man also spoke.

He was wearing a black battle robe, and his figure was extremely burly, like a humanoid beast, and his blood was surging.

This person is Gu Ba, the third holy son of the God of War Temple, and he is also the cousin of the ancient elephant, and his cultivation has already stepped into the ninefold realm of the martial king, and his combat power is much stronger than that of the ancient elephant.

Not long ago, at the invitation of a group of extraterritorial Tianjiao, they entered a secret realm of the Great Xuan Dynasty to explore, and after defeating many strong enemies, they finally obtained a lot of good things.

However, after they came out of the secret realm, they heard the news of Yang Ding's death.

This made them angry.

Because of this, they must suppress Xiao Yi today, and they must not let him escape.

"I've even killed the powerhouses of the Martial Emperor Quadruple Realm, as long as you have a little brain, you know that I can't be provoked! It seems that the Holy Sons of the God of War Temple are all a bunch of self-righteous fools. A hint of mockery flashed at the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth, looking at the gaze of the three holy sons, it was like looking at a group of idiots.

"Shut up for me, don't think we don't know, you are able to kill the powerhouse of the Martial Emperor Realm with the help of a secret treasure, otherwise, with your little garbage cultivation, any Martial Emperor can slap you to death. Feng Ting suddenly shouted angrily.

"If it weren't for Yang Wu's special instructions to capture you alive, Lao Tzu would have killed you a long time ago. A fierce light burst out from Gu Ba's eyes, and he said coldly to Xiao Yi.

"This evil seed not only killed Lord Yang Ding, but also dared to speak disrespectfully to us, if we kill him casually today, it is too cheap for him, hehe! We can kill his relatives and friends one by one in front of him, so that he can taste the taste of despair. The Fourth Holy Son, Cheng Guxing, couldn't help but laugh cruelly, his eyes swept over Ouyang Qingxue and the others, as if he was looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Damn. ”

Ouyang Lin and the head of the Yang family and the others suddenly trembled, and hurriedly protected Ouyang Qingxue and Yang Ruolan behind them.

In front of the Three Holy Sons, they were too weak, and if the Three Holy Sons really wanted to kill them, it would be no different from crushing ants to death.

"Hahaha, this time, I'm going to see where you're going, we'll meet down there soon. Ouyang Fu, who fell in a pool of blood, couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his mouth were full of schadenfreude.

Half of his body shattered, and only his last breath was left, but he still cursed Xiao Yi.

"Also, all of you will die today, so let's all be buried with me. Ouyang Fu said viciously to the people of Ouyang Lin's lineage.

......

At this time, all over the Dragon Realm, countless warriors watched this scene in the Imperial City through the communication crystal.

They were in an instant.

"Oh my God, those are the three most powerful Holy Sons in the War God Temple besides Yang Wu, and they actually appeared together in the Great Xuan Dynasty. ”

"Xiao Yi is too unlucky, right! he finally survived the pursuit of the Martial Emperor, and now he is going to die again, he has been poisoned by the evil gods, it is absolutely impossible for him to escape from the hands of the three holy sons!" Many martial artists shook their heads and sighed.

Originally, they all felt that it was a great miracle that Xiao Yi could survive under Yang Ding's pursuit.

But this time, there will be no more miracles.