Feng Yi only felt the hot wind blowing on his face, and smelled a burning smell between his noses, and then he felt that the exposed skin was extremely painful, and he hurriedly transported a stream of spiritual power to block around his body, only to feel that the pain was slightly reduced.

When he looked up again, the flames on Da Si Ming's body were constantly changing colors, and the air around him was scorched like a piece of colored rainbow light, which looked very gorgeous. But Feng Yi didn't have time to appreciate such a beautiful scenery at the moment, he knew deep in his heart that this rainbow light contained terrifying power, and he was afraid that once mortals touched it, they would turn to ashes.

"No matter, the first strike is stronger. ”

Feng Yi has now stepped into the realm of the Heavenly Gods, and his comprehension of the Nine Abyss Three Vehicles Sword Technique has deepened, although it is absolutely impossible to fight against the Great Priest, but he is confident that he can hold on for a while. After thinking about it, the eyes of the heavy light god flashed, and the water-avoiding sword buzzed, and suddenly shot out a huge sword qi, rushing straight towards the great priest.

"Nine Abyss Restless Sword Technique!"

This sword technique is a fusion of Kanshui and Kundi two spirits, and the sword qi of the three multiplier princes used by Fengyi is extremely powerful, just like a surging flood on the earth, unstoppable. And there is also a Luo Shu mantra in it, which adds endless changes to the swordsmanship, just this sword, Feng Yi is confident that there is absolutely no one who can catch it under the Heavenly God Realm!

It's just a pity...... Da Si Ming is already the pinnacle of the Heavenly God Realm-Taishen, a strong man standing at the peak of the Great Wilderness!

Feng Yi's sword qi emitted a brilliant white light, and it rumbled forward, shaking the heavens and the earth like a river rushing. The earthy yellow Kundi spiritual power was connected to the earth below, turning into a wall of qi, constantly integrating power into the sword qi. At this moment, Feng Yi's three-vehicle sword technique has gone beyond the scope of the sword path and reached another realm!

While commanding the clansmen to leave, the eldest marquis and the others were attracted by the earth-shattering behind them, and hurriedly turned around, seeing the young master's sword qi that seemed to split the sky, their hearts were shocked and happy, and the original worries gradually disappeared.

"This kind of sword qi, even if it can't defeat these mysterious people, it should be enough to block them. ”

But before they could shout out loud, the Great Commander had already let out a sneer in the air, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a palm-sized flame flew out. Others may not be able to sense it, but Feng Yi's superhuman insight made his heart tremble, and he actually had a trace of fear.

That flame was definitely not an ordinary fire, it contained an extremely pure spirit of leaving the fire, and it could even be compared to the fire god tripod of Jiang Li, the lord of Jiuli. With his own strength and the power of the artifact, the cultivation and exercises of this great priest are simply terrifying, worthy of the people of Penglai Immortal Mountain!

The Great Priest recited the secret in his mouth, and the flame continued to rotate at an extremely fast speed, and with each revolution, the volume of the flame doubled. In the blink of an eye, a small flame turned into a fire spirit vortex of tens of zhang in size, covering the sky, looking extremely terrifying.

Feng Yi gritted his teeth, Taiyi Ding buzzed and shook in the dantian, and said secretly: "I have three divine tripods in my body, as well as the water avoidance divine sword, so I don't believe that I can't even catch a move." He recited the Nine Songs of the Son of Heaven in his mouth, and the water spirit and the earth spirit continuously entered the sword qi, one ring fused the other, and the power was multiplied.

Unbeknownst to him, the sword qi was close to the vortex of the fire spirit, and it was like an ice cube meeting a flame, which instantly melted and dissipated, without even making a sound. Only the flames emitted a low chirp, as if the Red Dragon Divine Beast was hidden in it.

Feng Yi's face turned pale and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"This ...... How is that possible?"

Having fused so many peerless techniques and artifacts, and comprehending this sword qi that took several years to succeed, it was impossible to hurt even a single hair. Not to mention hurting him, he couldn't even touch it.

All of a sudden, Feng Yi's fighting spirit disappeared completely, and the person in front of him was simply invincible. This despair can only be felt by those who really face it.

Suddenly, Yun Zhongjun said lightly: "Boy, you can practice the three-vehicle sword technique to this realm, but it is much beyond the old man's expectations. But don't waste your efforts, Xihe's strength is far from what you can compare with now. If it weren't for the admonition of His Excellency the Eastern Emperor in his heart, I'm afraid you would have died under his wrath. ”

Feng Yi's heart gradually sank, how could he not know Yun Zhongjun's words? At this moment, if the Great Si Ming wants to kill himself, it is indeed as easy as a snap, both are in the realm of heavenly gods, but one has just stepped in, and the other has already reached the peak, the gap between this is simply heaven and earth.

However, as the young lord of Great Xia, how could he retreat? There were tens of thousands of clansmen behind him, and they all put their hopes on Feng Yi. If he is defeated today and surrenders voluntarily, then I am afraid that the fighting spirit of all the clansmen will dissipate.

The Great Xia Dynasty established by Ji Wenming has experienced a hundred years of wind and rain, and the reason why it has been driven to the Western Regions now, Yu Hanxun still does not dare to underestimate it, is because they have never given in to their hearts.

If Feng Yi succumbs today, then the Great Xia Dynasty will truly be considered to be destroyed!

Feng Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, stepped on his feet, stabilized his body, looked up at the flames and the fluttering figure in them, and laughed miserably: "Da Si Ming, don't you want to take revenge? I am the young master of Great Xia, and all your hatred is coming towards me." If you want to kill the Bactrian people, step over my corpse. ”

Da Si Ming sneered and said hoarsely: "Your corpse? hehe, under my flames, your corpse will soon turn to ashes." With that, he threw a random punch, and the flames in the sky quickly converged with his fist wind, and the fist suddenly became the size of a small mountain, with a rolling heat wave.

Feng Yi's face changed drastically, the sword just now had consumed most of his spiritual power, and at this time he was in prostration, and he didn't have much strength left. However, the opponent's immortal moves are endless, and each time they are more powerful than before.

Feng Yi had no choice but to transport the Earth Spirit to form an invisible armor around his body to defend against attacks. But before the opponent's flame giant fist could get close, a strange aura had already swept through his body, and that layer of armor quickly dissolved and turned into invisible.

He was horrified in his heart: "What kind of exercises is this Great Master cultivating in his life? His flames seem to be able to scorch everything, even the spiritual power. ”

Feng Yi was busy running Taiyi Ding, rising and falling in the rolling flames, his skin was in severe pain, and it took twenty or thirty moves, and Feng Yi did his best to unload the power of the flame giant fist from his body. Rao is like this, he is still injured a lot, his skin is burned red and hot, and the spiritual power in the dantian is even more empty.

At this moment, the Great Xia army below has retreated more than half, and everyone has entered the valley of the Heavenly Emperor Mountain, as long as they pass through, it will be the Western Regions. Bo Mi and the others saw that the target of those people in the sky was the young master, and they should not pursue the clansmen, so they relieved themselves to hand over the task of directing the retreat of the army to the generals.

The second marquis, Gengjin, wanted to rush up to help several times, but was stopped by the eldest marquis, and said, "Second brother, don't be impulsive." With the young master's cultivation as an opponent, what can we do to help if we go up?"

The second marquis's eyes were red, and he roared: "If the young master dies, what do we have left?"

In a word, all the lords and generals of Great Xia lowered their heads and were silent. Yes, if the young master is gone, what is left of the Great Xia Dynasty? Everyone can't help but think of the tragic past of the clansmen over the years, slaughtered and driven away, like a lost dog, not only outsiders, but even their own people look down on each other and fight each other.

Gradually, no one still remembers the entrustment of the elders of the clan after their deaths: revive Great Xia and return to Emperor Qiu!

No one remembers, everyone slowly regards the Western Regions as home, this piece of wasteland, the cold snow-capped mountains, the young people of the clan have been here since they were born, they no longer remember where their ancestors came from, and they don't remember the deep hatred of the clansmen!

The eldest marquis, the second marquis and the others glanced at each other, and at the same time understood the anger burning in each other's eyes. There was no one to order, and under the leadership of the two marquis, dozens of Kunwu kendo masters shouted in unison, and slammed their feet and flew into the air.

Although they wanted to step forward to help the young master fight against a strong enemy, as soon as they got closer, they felt that the spiritual power in their bodies was tumbling like boiling water in a pot and disappearing quickly.

The Great Marquis and the others shouted badly: "Oh no, this strange man's flame can scorch spiritual power." ”

Their faces changed drastically, and half of them had just flown twenty or thirty feet before they lost their spiritual strength and fell.

Just when everyone's hearts were shocked, they suddenly heard a commotion in the rear army, and then there was a burst of exclamations.

The Great Marquis looked back, only to see an army of thousands of people flying over the snow-capped mountain, wearing familiar armor, all of which were cast in Ugin, flashing with a dazzling black light in the sunlight, it was the five thousand dead soldiers of the Netherworld!

Its leader is elegant, with black hair fluttering in the wind, but she is a graceful and moving woman. But she was extremely fast, and she quickly crossed the Tiandi Mountain, and then passed through the two snow-capped mountains, and suddenly stopped about fifty zhang away from Feng Yi.

The second marquis was pleasantly surprised: "Girl Ai!"

Feng Yi was in a desperate situation at the moment, the huge fist of flame in front of him smashed down on his head, he continued to slash out the sword qi block, and transported out the protective body of the air cover, but the flame of the great priest was extremely weird, constantly burning his spiritual power into nothingness, he was like holding an ice cube in his hand and throwing it into the endless flames, no matter how much he threw it in, it quickly melted, and it had no effect at all.

He heard someone calling "Nu Ai girl" in his ears, and he was overjoyed: "It's Nu Ai sister, has she come to save me?"

Feng Yi was overjoyed, but he couldn't turn his head, let alone make a sound, but the despair in his heart just now disappeared in an instant.

Tens of thousands of Great Xia troops looked at the sky in unison, but when they saw that Nu Ai and the five thousand Immortal Dead had formed an invisible huge sword formation, countless black spiritual power continued to pour into Nu Ai's body. After a while, with a wave of her hand, a black long sword appeared from her palm, which became larger and turned into twenty or thirty zhang long!