Ye Baiyi knew that Ying Xiaoxiao's killing intent had been decided, so he stopped talking nonsense, handed over the body of the iron hook to the two people next to him, and said to them: "You go, I'll drag her!" ”

"Big brother in white, you shouldn't be her opponent, let's run together!" One of the two couldn't bear to break off alone at night, and said.

Ye Baiyi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then we won't be able to leave alone, okay, you guys go quickly, don't worry about me!" ”

The two men nodded vigorously, and then the corpse with the iron hook flew away into the distance without looking back, extremely fast.

Yingxiao stepped on the Holy Shadow Step, and just wanted to pursue, but the white clothes of the night were in front of her with a flash, exuding an extremely powerful true power and coercion.

Unlike the Extreme True Yang of the Winter Melon, Iron Hook and others, he opened up the Holy True Yang, and his strength was extremely strong, enough to be compared to some outstanding geniuses in the central part of the Southern Barbarians.

Ying Xiaoxiao's figure stopped, and he didn't chase the two who ran away, his eyes looked at the night white clothes who were blocking the front, and said: "It is worthy of being a legendary figure of the Bright Empire, even in the middle of the Southern Barbarians, he is a top genius, and he has opened up the Nine Rounds of Sacred True Yang!" ”

"Compared to you, my nine rounds of true yang are nothing, but I won't wait for death!" Ye Baiyi spoke, and when the last word in his mouth fell, his body burst out, and a sword stabbed at Ying Xiaoxiao.

Ying Xiaoxiao's figure exploded and retreated, leaving a series of afterimages that were stabbed by the night white clothes, and then her hands quickly sealed, and a huge phantom of the saint girl who was 100 meters high appeared.

This Holy Maiden Phantom is more condensed than before, and the coercion it exudes is also more powerful, Ying Xiaoxiao stood on the right shoulder of the Holy Maiden Phantom, looking down at the night white clothes.

Then she directly entered the body of the Holy Maiden's phantom, as if she was integrated with the Holy Maiden's phantom, and it was more convenient to control.

At the same time, correspondingly, the appearance of the Holy Maiden's phantom also underwent some subtle changes, becoming more similar to Ying Xiaoxiao, and eight huge silver true yangs appeared behind her.

Ye Baiyi looked at the Holy Maiden Phantom in front of him, the pressure was greater than facing an ancient fierce beast, he knew that this should be Ying Xiaoxiao's hole card, as long as he could defeat the Holy Maiden Phantom, he could also win.

Thinking of this, he held the sword in both hands, endless sword qi appeared around him, and the nine wheels of true yang behind him frantically poured out his true power, and the fierce sword intent also exploded.

He fused all his power into this sword, and then rose from the sky, flew into the sky above the phantom of the Holy Maiden, and slashed out with a sword.

A huge and brilliant sword burst out, slashing down from the sky, carrying a devastating power towards the phantom of the Holy Maiden.

The Holy Maiden's phantom hands were sealed, and her huge body emitted endless silver light, and a huge silver light barrier appeared in front of her.

The sword slashed at the True Power Barrier, erupting with an astonishing True Power Impact, followed by countless cracks in the True Power Barrier, and finally turned into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Ye Baiyi, who was weakened by slashing out a sword with all his might, was overjoyed in his heart, and said secretly: Come on, defeat her with a sword like this!

However, in the next moment, the Holy Maiden's phantom slapped out with a palm, directly crushing the sword, and then the silver true power burst out, condensing into a huge palm print, blasting towards the night white clothes.

And this palm print is extremely fast, it has already locked on him, and in his current state, he can't dodge it at all.

His eyes showed a look of madness after despair, and all the true power of the nine rounds of true yang exploded, condensing the true power of his whole body, exerting the power of overload, and holding the long sword to meet the palm print.