The five martial masters in the hall, and the 10,000 powerful forbidden troops outside the hall, have surrounded Han Yi.

The blood in Han Yi's veins had begun to boil, and the stronger the opponent, the stronger the fighting intent he would have.

His body shook, and the powerful aura of the Martial Monarch in the later period was released, and the five Martial Monarchs of the Great Xia Kingdom used all their strength to suppress it, and they were all broken by him in an instant.

The martial monarch of the Great Xia Kingdom was taken aback, and constantly urged Xuan Li to confront and entangle with Han Yi's aura.

The air resounded again and again, and the magnificent hall began to collapse under the mutual attack of the momentum of the two sides.

"Get out of the temple!"

The military generals of Wenchen fled from the crumbling hall one after another, but Han Yi carried his Xuan Qi and flew upwards, suddenly knocking out a big hole in the top of the hall and flying into the sky.

"Do you want to escape?" the Great Xia Emperor said proudly, "This is the Great Xia Palace, since you have come in, how can you escape alive?"

Outside, the three great martial monarchs had already flown into the sky, and the finished font surrounded Han Yi in the middle. Emperor Great Xia and Yin Junjie also soared upward, levitating in front of Han Yi's eyes.

Han Yi glanced at Yin Junjie's father and son, and smiled lightly: "I haven't killed your entire Great Xia Imperial Family, how can I escape?"

"Presumptuous, dare to be so rude to Your Majesty, I will let you be broken into pieces. ”

In the roar, the three martial monarchs immediately used all their strength to urge the martial spirits.

A huge white elephant, a two-headed scorpion, and a blue giant sword were condensed, and in an instant, they all attacked towards Han Yi.

Behind the Great Xia Emperor, a strange red tree grew rapidly, dividing into hundreds of vines, sealing all the directions where Han Yi could retreat.

Yin Junjie urged his female phantom martial spirit, paid close attention to Han Yi, and as soon as he showed the slightest flaw, he immediately put him to death.

"Boy, die!"

Wu Jun, who urged the elephant martial spirit, roared, and the elephant ran wildly in the sky, taking the lead in rushing down in front of Han Yi.

"Cut the fate, out!"

Han Yixuan's qi was running, and an ancient long sword flew out, and the seven-colored sword qi was like a long rainbow, slashing towards the white elephant martial soul that could smash the entire mountain.

Rumble!

The sword light flashed, and the sword qi soared, and the entire elephant's head was cut off in an instant.

At this time, the two-headed scorpion on the left and the blue giant sword on the right also came with a rolling heavenly might.

"Slash again!"

Han Yi's gaze froze, and the Immortal Treasure Slashing Sword emitted a sharp sword sound, and two seven-colored sword qi that were more than ten zhang wide flew out like lightning.

The tail of the two-headed scorpion swept and collided with the flying sword qi, and it was immediately separated from its body and cut into several pieces. The sword qi advanced again, and the scorpion martial soul was immediately difficult to resist and was torn apart.

The sword qi to the right slashed under the blue giant sword, and it was also effortless, cutting the blue giant sword into two sections.

Within a moment, the three great martial monarchs were all seriously injured and fell downward.

"What?Martial King's Realm?"

The Great Xia Emperor was finally a little surprised when he saw that Han Yi instantly used his swordsmanship to break the powerful martial souls of the three great martial monarchs.

These three martial monarchs have been in the late decades, and they are many times stronger than those who died in Hedong Kingdom, and they are the most powerful foundation in the Great Xia Kingdom.

But his most powerful combat power couldn't resist Han Yi's sword, and he lost his combat power in an instant and was defeated.

With such super combat power, I am afraid that only those who are high and powerful martial kings can do it.

Yin Junjie's face was already dripping with sweat, he wanted to sneak attack just now, but Han Yi's speed was too fast, and he couldn't reach the other party's loophole earlier.

"Congratulations to Han Shao, the martial souls, exercises, and martial arts of the three late-stage martial monarchs have all started to download, and the download time is more than three hours. When the three martial monarchs fell downward, the system transmitted.

Han Yi's gaze looked at the Emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, your general has been defeated, and it seems that it will be your turn to personally conquer." ”

Such ridiculous words made the Great Xia Emperor, who had been on the throne for a long time, furious, and the soul power behind him rolled up.

The strange trees grew rapidly, and thousands of vines seemed to have a black aura, like tentacles pouring out of the ground, and the Korean Yi was densely rolled up.

Han Yi squinted, and the edge sword floating in front of him shook again, and several seven-colored sword qi struck into the countless vines that rolled in.

The sword qi was like a devastating one, and the vines in front of it were broken, but the growth power of this strange tree was very strong, and as soon as it was cut off, countless vines grew back.

Several sword qi penetrated hundreds of zhang, and the vines kept breaking, but the vines behind surged again, and finally swallowed all the sword qi.

"Haha, Han Yi, do you think this emperor's martial soul is so easy to break?" Emperor Daxia regained his confidence again, "Tell you, even if you are a master of the Martial King, you can't even think of breaking my vines." ”

Han Yi sneered, he was just playing with the other party with his sword skills now, and the martial soul had not been urged yet, and the other party had already decided that he couldn't break his martial soul?

"You don't know anything about power. ”

Under the urging of soul power, the martial souls behind Han Yi condensed one by one, and in a short period of time, hundreds of martial souls with different attributes, different breaths, and different styles were neatly arranged, releasing powerful soul power.

"This, your martial souls, how can you have so many martial souls?"

As soon as he saw that Han Yi had condensed hundreds of martial spirits, the Great Xia Emperor's eyes widened like copper bells, even if he was the king of a country, he had never seen such a thing that was completely beyond the common sense of martial arts.

His shock continued to deepen, because after condensing hundreds of martial souls in an instant, the martial souls in the sky above Han Yi were still increasing, swords, guns, swords, halberds, all kinds of soul beasts, and all kinds of utensils, exuding different lights, occupying an entire half of the sky.

The Emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom opened his mouth wide, and even forgot to urge the martial soul to attack.

He fell into an unprecedented shock, saw something that he couldn't imagine, and his three views completely collapsed.

Han Yi had already condensed more than seven hundred martial souls of all kinds, and as soon as his mind moved, the martial souls released their unique powers, which were really like surging tides, sweeping towards the strange tree martial souls in front of him wave after wave.

Only then did the Emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom come back to his senses, gritted his tooth crown, and injected all his lifelong soul power into the martial soul, and the vines behind him flew again, like a peacock opening the screen.

Countless vines seemed to come to life, like small snakes rolling towards the various martial spirits that flew in, and the two powerful attacks instantly came into contact with each other.

The vines were cut by swords, the fire burned to ashes by the flames, or frozen into strips of ice, and the whole sky was broken vines.

It's just that the growth power of the strange tree martial soul is really amazing, and when the old vines are cut off, new ones have grown, and they are densely wound up again, forming a confrontation with Han Yi's tide-like martial soul.

The confrontation was only temporary, no matter how strong the martial soul of the Great Xia Emperor was, how could he resist Han Yiyong's uninterrupted martial soul attacks?

Soon, his soul power was gradually exhausted, and the vines in front of him were broken, but the growth rate was getting slower and slower.

"Break it for me!"

Han Yi seized the opportunity and attacked again, completely occupying the initiative.

(End of chapter)