A delicate snowflake fell, dripping and spinning in the wind, like a mischievous child. Suddenly, a light streaked across the ground, and the snowflakes shattered in half, casting a layer of frost over the light. It was Yan Xi's carving knife, dancing in the wind and snow, and the chill of Sen Sen was circulating on the blade.

Yan Xi pinched the handle of the knife with two fingers, and his body jumped back and forth around Yin Buzheng, and the blade could appear from any corner, chopping, chopping, picking, stabbing... All of a sudden, they all left a scar on Yin Buzheng's body, which was very shallow and healed after a while, but Yin Buzheng couldn't withstand the attack that would not stop, and no matter how small the injury was, it would hurt.

"Damn! I don't believe it! Yin Buzheng put his hands together, spread his legs and took a horse step, his body pressed down, condensed and gathered, and the strange spirit ran extremely fast, compressing into a crystal clear gem in his body, and released to the surface of his body to form a spherical shield.

I only heard a ding, the tip of the knife stabbed on the shield, sparks flew everywhere, but it still pierced a gap, the knife qi pierced through the gap, and with a snort, blood spurted out of the small wound.

At the end of the blow, Yan Xi immediately drew his knife and wanted to retreat, but found that the blade was stuck by the shield. She is not nostalgic, just a worthless carving knife, but this stunned god is an opportunity for Yin Buzheng to fight back. In just a moment, Yin Buzheng's counterattack came.

Thousands of white jade big hands pinched the same seal, and fell down the turquoise willow, fluttering with the wind, flashing with jade-like light, piercing through the void, catching up with Yan Xi who wanted to distance herself, and pulled it hard, tearing the ground apart, and the pieces of rubble wrapped in ice were overturned, and closed towards Yan Xi, trying to trap her.

"Bodhi, who cultivates Buddhism, are you embarrassed to take out a few wicker sticks to show off?" Yan Xi propped up her feet, stepped on those gravels, stabilized her figure, and the two axes fell in her hands, compared with her petite and slender body, the two fathers and sons were a little powerful, but she still held it very steadily, chopping wood, and chopping towards those wickers, the strong wind blew the wickers away, but they did not cut them, these wickers were dodging Yan Xi's attack.

"Change weapons, it's too heavy." Zhang Yue's voice sounded in Yan Xi's mind, this axe is different from the previous ordinary things, it is a low-level magic weapon, it is less suitable for Yan Xi's alien spirits, it is not as easy to control as ordinary food, Yan Xi took out this weapon to guard against Yin Wei's counterattack.

"You don't need to say it." Yan Xi replied in her heart, as soon as her wrist flipped, the axe turned into a small fruit knife and screwdriver, and the strange spirit poured in, and these two featureless weapons became an extension of Yan Xi's arm, and that kind of intimacy was even fed back to Yan Xi's flesh and soul, she could hear the cheering sound of the fruit knife and screwdriver, Yan Xi's alien spirit was the purest energy, and it was the best nourishment for things without spirituality, so Yan Xi's most powerful weapon was often not a magic weapon, but those ordinary things, a flower and a leaf, Even a piece of dry wood could be her most powerful weapon.

Sometimes, the people of the Mirror Division will have the illusion that Yan Xi is very well raised, this nonsensical illusion is because her combat power does not need much good equipment to improve, the clothes on her body are the best armor, and picking up a stone on the ground is the best cannonball.

Yan Xi still hadn't burned like this for a long time, wisps of golden light poured into the fruit knives and screwdrivers, blooming with blazing light, it looked like Yan Xi was fighting with people with two small suns, and the power made people shudder.

Yan Xi rushed out of the wicker, speeding on the constantly shattering ground, with every step she took out, the fruit knife in her hand would cut a trajectory in mid-air, not beautiful, but accurate enough, one by one the wicker was cut by him, the speed of the wind and thunder could not be avoided at all, the knife light was dense, paved a road in the void, and a willow rain was sprinkled.

Sweat oozed from Yin Buzheng's forehead, he had tried his best to manipulate these wickers, as long as one of them hurt Yan Xi, he would have a chance to make a second counterattack, but Yan Xi's reaction and speed were too perverted, coupled with the blessing provided by the pure alien spirit to the weapon, so that he couldn't hurt her at all, could it be that in the face of a young man, he, an old monster who had cultivated for many years, could only be passively defended?

This battle is definitely the most aggrieved battle Yin Buzheng has fought since his debut, he has been suppressed everywhere, he feels that ten percent of his strength has not even been able to exert half of it, he is a thousand-armed Guanyin Jade Bodhisattva, the best at group attack, if it is placed on the battlefield, it is a devastating existence, but in the face of a person who jumps up and down and can always look for opportunities in the gap, his group attack has lost its effect. The world's hard work, no unbreakable, only fast and unbreakable, that's probably the truth.

Yan Xi flashed a wicker that pierced her heart sideways, her toes lightly tapped on another wicker, and she took her body around in the air, a fruit knife and a screwdriver, stabbing one by one, directly cutting off the two wickers, and continuing to approach Yin Buzheng.

"I can't catch you yet, can I?" Yin Buzheng gritted a mouthful of teeth, blood splashed, falling on his hands, he quickly drew a symbol, pressed to the ground, and instantly stretched out one hand from the ground, and the palm of each hand drew a blood-colored symbol, from which a mouth was split, and the sharp teeth could easily gnaw away those hard ice stones, and even the void was slightly twisted between the collision of teeth, and there was a fishy mouth flowing between the teeth, and it fell to the ground and corroded into small holes. Looking at these disgusting palms, Yan Xi only felt sick to her stomach, she didn't want to be bitten by these palms, even if there was no skin and flesh, just those saliva could make her peel off her skin and bones.

Yan Xi no longer landed, suspended in the air, the alien spirit moved more quickly, the golden light became more and more dazzling, she twisted her body, the fruit knife and screwdriver were thrown out, drawing a straight trajectory, pointing directly at Yin Buzheng's face, attacking the enemy must be saved. Yin Buzheng hurriedly manipulated the willow and the palm of the ground to block, and the attack thrown with all his strength was more rapid than Fang Cai, all the way like a bamboo, until he rushed in front of Yin Buzheng, the speed was a little slower, Yin Buzheng hurriedly turned his head to dodge, and still scratched his cheek. And at this time, Yan Xi's hand actually grabbed these two weapons, just stopped at Yin Buzheng's neck, she used force on her waist, drove her arm, and slashed over, the fierce wind made Yin Buzheng break out in a cold sweat, and finally fought hard to defend her jade-like body against this knife, the wound was deeper than before, and there was even a little golden light left.

"Yan Xi!"

Yin Buzheng shouted angrily, and when he fell to the ground, the wicker and palms danced wildly and rushed towards Yan Xi. The latter threw away the discarded fruit knives and screwdrivers, turned out several grenades, and threw them around, only to see the light explode, directly blasting out a gap, but soon new wicker and palms were entangled. Yan Xi's face was gloomy, and the grenade flew out from between his fingers, blooming with various colors of light, as if a sea of flowers and artillery fire had bloomed. In the midst of this sea of flowers, all food that comes close will be destroyed. Yan Xi stubbornly relied on this indiscriminate bombardment and rushed out of a bloody path, those blown up palms were still squirming on the ground, and the scarlet tongue fell out, stretching out with all his might, trying to tear down Yan Xi who rose into the air.

Yan Xi, who opened the distance, got the buffer space, threw out the last batch of grenades, two kitchen knives flew out, chopping the chasing wicker and palms into fine pieces, blood splattered on her, she was bathed in blood and moved forward, the knife light was waved into a spherical shield, protecting herself, and also chopping up the things that came to invade, the best attack is the best defense. Yan Xi's eyes were stained red with blood, but she still couldn't hide the golden light that almost burst out of her pupils, so that her eyes turned golden red, and golden flames poured out from the surface of her body, making her look like her body was on fire, the two kitchen knives had been shattered and had no body, but Yan Xi's alien spirit automatically formed a blade, she didn't even bother to change her weapon, and directly attacked with the alien spirit, and the purest power in exchange for an invincible attack. She was getting faster and faster, not only moving, but also the somewhat uncontrollable alien spirit, the flames rushed straight from the dantian, surged through the meridians, climbed up the internal organs, and even began to go deep into the soul. Yan Xi only felt hot at the moment, and there was nowhere to vent, and these wickers and palms manipulated by Yin Buzheng became the object of her best cathartic power.

Feeling Yan Xi's uncontrollable crazy attack, Yin Buzheng began to be afraid. The speed of the renewal of the wicker and palm could not even keep up with Yan Xi's slash, a large amount of blood spurted out, condensed into blood-colored ice crystals on the ground, Yan Xi stepped on this blood-colored road and approached, dancing with two kitchen knives condensed by alien spirits in his hands, covered in blood, the long hair tied into a ponytail had already been scattered, and with the wind fluttering behind her head, she stepped on the ground under the high heels under her feet, like the pace of a soul, Suo De was not only Yin Buzheng's soul, but also her own soul. "Wake up! Xiaoxi, wake me up! ”

Zhang Yue's voice kept echoing in Yan Xi's mind, and the soul power seeped into the spiritual world that was being burned by the golden light flame, where there was a round of sun that was releasing light and heat without limits, igniting Yan Xi's soul and sending Yan Xi on the way back to the west. And Yan Xi's consciousness not only did not stop it, but urged the burning of the flames, which made Zhang Yue very puzzled, what was Yan Xi doing?

"Are you crazy? You want to burn yourself to death? Wake me up quickly, the girl's petals can't save the dead. Zhang Yue was furious, and the black and white pupils directly acted on Yan Xi's soul, and he wanted to control Yan Xi's body to prevent her from harming herself like this. Unexpectedly, he was resisted by Yan Xi, "You are annoyed to death, I have my own measure, when I can't do it, you have to protect your body, there is a little damage, I will ask you." ”

Yan Xi drank back Zhang Yue and continued to speed up, she had completely become a person bathed in fire, the golden flames wrapped her and gushed out from the inside out, this image was a bit like the Super Saiyan in Dragon Ball, if that long hair could turn into gold and explode. She looked up to the sky and roared, the sound waves contained terrifying power, the ground under her feet collapsed, shaking Yin Buzheng's body unsteadily, and the wicker and palms that rushed out were also shattered into pieces.

Yan Xi's wrist flipped over, the kitchen knife stretched out, and turned into two war spears, which were eight feet long, she held the spear in one hand, rushed up, the tip of the spear danced, and threw out a spear flower, each petal was a fatal attack, directly shrouded Yin Buzheng. The crazy attack made Yin Buzheng completely fall into the disadvantage, this time, he no longer felt that his strength had not been brought into play, because he found that he had lost in hard power to the young girl in front of him who revealed killing intent in every pore.

Thousands of hands slapped out in unison, shaking the tip of the spear, and a series of iron-striking sounds sounded, and blood splashed along with sparks. Yin Buzheng endured the pain and quickly retreated, but found that he couldn't pull the distance at all, the tip of the spear followed closely, the petals bloomed, and the palms flicked open, and a little golden light was spit out at the stamens, which was a charged blow, which directly pierced Yin Buzheng's shoulder, pressing him and smashing him to the ground. Yan Xi stepped on Yin Buzheng's chest with one foot, and pulled out the tip of the spear with a sharp force, Yin Buzheng was also trampled into the ground by him, and blood spurted out from the two blood holes on his shoulder, hot and scorching, which was burned by the golden light.

Yin Buzheng spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth, and his thousands of palms gathered his strength and shot out a thousand beams of light towards Yan Xi, forcing the madman back, but it only made Yan Xi jump back for a distance. Yin Buzheng stood up and increased the power output of the beam, Yan Xi rushed over directly with his bare hands, shuttling between the beams, and the speed was Yin Buzheng's gaze also captured, when he reacted, Yan Xi's hand had already pressed on his injured shoulder, his body was close to his chest, and he vomited vigorously, knocking him into the sky. Yan Xi chased after him in one step, waving his fists and feet, and the shadows that danced out were more than Yin Buzheng's thousand hands, raindropping on him, pushing him into the sky continuously, and his fists and feet fell on him, smashing his skin and flesh into depressions one by one, without even having time to heal.

Yin Buzheng's face was distorted, his facial features were crowded together, and they were all stained with blood, Zhang Yue looked at him like this, and she was about to forget his appearance. Yan Xi's fist beckoned, smashing Yin Buzheng's teeth, and those white teeth flew out with blood, touching the golden light flame that swirled around Yan Xi's body, and was burned into nothingness. Yin Buzheng opened his toothless mouth, and said something indistinctly, his sunken body began to swell, and his strength and momentum also rose rapidly, and he began to fight hard, facing a woman who had cultivated less than himself for at least a hundred years.

Yan Xi didn't seem to feel the gradually increasing coercion, his fists became heavier and heavier, carrying the coercion that Yin Buzheng erupted, scattering his condensed alien spirits, and his swelling body was like a deflated ball, but what spewed out was not qi, but blood. Yin Buzheng's body flew upward, and his fist smashed into his lower abdomen, which was where the dantian was, and the strange spirit was scattered, scurrying uncontrollably in his body, and finally following Yan Xi's fist wind, it exploded from his back, and his lower abdomen sank deeply, imprinting a charred black fist shadow, but the back was blurred with flesh and blood, and the thousand hands had already turned into minced meat, falling from the air, and the white vertebrae could be faintly seen.

Yin Buzheng coughed, he just wanted a gap to breathe, so that he could adjust the strange spirit energy scurrying in his body, but it was obvious that Yan Xi didn't want to give him this gap. It's just that Yin Buzheng doesn't understand what is going on with this guy in front of him, won't he be tired? You can't play a game with a combo of this level, right?

Of course Yan Xi is tired, every cell in her body is shouting tired, and she is even ready to strike, but she has to squeeze. Although at the beginning, it seemed that Yan Xi was pressing Yin Buzheng to fight, but Yin Buzheng was most famous for his defense, in addition to his group attacks, his defense, and the damage caused to Yin Buzheng before could not affect his combat power at all, it could only make him feel uncomfortable and aggrieved, only a serious injury like this could weaken Yin Buzheng's strength. So from the beginning, Yan Xi's plan was to burn her own alien spirit and let herself run wild, in this state, she didn't even dare to provoke Lingdaozi, let alone Yin Weizheng. However, behind the strong strength is the fatal weakness. Maintaining such a state is to consume life force, not so much burning alien spirits as burning life, so Yan Xi has been desperate from the beginning. She didn't have much time left, and how to deal the most terrifying damage in the limited time was naturally a non-stop attack.

Zhang Yue didn't have time to care about Yin Buzheng's life or death at all, more important than others, Yan Xi's life was more important, his soul power contracted, and he carefully observed Yan Xi's physical state at this time. Her internal organs, meridians and blood vessels, bones and flesh are all disappearing, replaced by her alien energy, she is transforming into a mass of alien energy, when she completely becomes a strange spirit, maybe she will become the next generation of true spirits, to hide, looking for the next successor, and at that time, Yan Xi will also die.

"Bastard! Do you really want to kill yourself? Zhang Yue didn't care about revealing his identity, he walked out of nothingness, holding a pitch-black knife in his hand, all the yin gossip melted into this knife, this is a phantom knife, he has to be ready, let Yan Xi fall into a state of suspended animation at any time, stop her from continuing to go crazy, and then use the girl's petals to save her back, of course, during Yan Xi's recovery, he will have to face the seriously injured Yin Buzheng head-on. He is not sure, although his strength has improved a lot, he is still the weakest person in the Mirror Division, but he is not like before, the rabbit can hang him and smoke him.

"Give me the last ten seconds." Yan Xi said.

Zhang Yue nodded.

Yin Buzheng caught a glimpse of Zhang Yue's figure at a glance, his eyes were full of horror, one Yan Xi was already terrifying enough, and now there was another mysterious squint, he only felt that his life was being pressed on the chopping board, and he would be chopped up at any time.

Yan Xi pressed his head, covered his gaze, pulled him down from the sky, fell rapidly, rubbed against the air, Yin Buzheng's flesh was wrapped in flames, the high temperature scorched his broken body, he became a fireball and was smashed to the earth, falling into a huge deep pit. Yan Xi gasped, raised his hands flat, and pointed at the big pit, the alien spirit energy condensed, and shot out a huge impact beam......