Chapter 17: I can't help it
Mo Qing and his entourage of martial artists were pointed at by Zhao Yi and killed them all, and their faces couldn't help but change dramatically, becoming extremely ugly.
Zhao Yi is just a martial artist, but he is too arrogant.
Unexpectedly, when they were a group of Martial Realm cultivators, they were the ones they could slaughter at will.
"Zhao Yi, you should be damned!"
"Who do you think you are? A garbage warrior dares to say such a thing!"
"Self-inflicted humiliation......
Mo Qing and the other warriors shouted angrily, eager to break Zhao Yi's body into pieces.
At the same time, they were extremely dismissive of Zhao Yi's words and did not take them to heart.
Burst!
However, one of the one-star martial artists was speaking, and before he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his heart.
Then, his voice stopped abruptly, and he couldn't speak.
He looked down and found that there was a bloody hole in his heart, and it was foaming with blood at this time.
Chilling!
One move is deadly!
It turned out that he didn't know when Zhao Yi appeared behind him and stabbed out a sword.
Mo Qing and other martial artists, and even Zhong Yun of the one-star martial artist realm also saw it.
However, they couldn't react at all, and could only watch as Zhao Yi pierced the body of this one-star martial artist with a sword.
"This ......."
The one-star warrior's face was full of horror, and he wanted to say something.
However, he couldn't say anything, so he died on the spot.
The change in this scene has shocked the audience.
Zhao Yi actually did what he said, and stabbed a one-star martial artist to death in front of Zhong Yun.
Mo Qing and the other martial artists were still angry and shouting just now, but now, their faces have turned into fear.
They were horrified to find one thing, Zhao Yi's speed and swordsmanship, it was really unpredictable and unguardable.
At least, if a sword falls on them, it will never be able to avoid it.
"It's not good, Steward Zhong, please save me and wait!"
Mo Qing looked at the corners of Zhao Yi's mouth at this time, and he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and shouted out loudly.
Shout!
However, Zhao Yi moved, holding the Cold Light Sword, and quickly killed him.
"Don't worry, he can't hurt you. ”
"Boy, come here. ”
The one-star martial artist Zhong Yun was also furious, and he quickly killed and stopped in front of Mo Qing.
"I said, you can't help me, why struggle?"
"When I kill all these people, I will leave, you have worked so hard, you might as well watch from the sidelines. ”
Zhao Yi smiled proudly.
But having said that, how could he resist the attack of the one-star martial artist Zhong Yun?
As long as he was slightly touched by the other party's attack, Zhao Yi would be crushed and killed on the spot.
Therefore, in the face of Zhong Yun, he can't make any mistakes, like dancing on the tip of a knife, and if he is not careful, he will never recover.
Zhong Yunnai is a one-star martial artist realm, and he can already transform his internal force into shape.
At this time, as soon as he pointed out, there was a sword qi, piercing through the air, as fast as lightning.
Seeing this, the sword qi was about to stab, but Zhao Yi showed a treacherous smile on his face.
His body suddenly snapped, and he bounced backwards.
The sword qi swept past his neck, leaving a faint trace of blood.
This is really a dance with death, and it is extremely dangerous.
But in the end, Zhao Yi avoided this blow.
Then, as he bounced back to an ancient tree, he stretched out his foot and lightly touched it.
Shout!
In the next moment, Zhao Yi threw himself into the forest like a bird and swooped in the other direction.
In that direction, there is a group of Black Tiger Gate warriors!
"Oops, fooled!"
"Flash back. ”
Zhong Yun's sword qi was in vain, and he suddenly saw that Zhao Yi was far away from him and slaughtered in another direction.
Suddenly, he understood and knew that he had been fooled.
Zhao Yi obviously used the method of attacking the east and the west, and did not intend to kill Mo Qing, attacking Mo Qing was just a trick for him.
In this way, it was just to attract his Zhong Yun's attack and attention.
However, this moment came to the fore, apparently it was too late.
Zhong Yun narrowed the distance between him and Zhao Yi, and now even if he wants to make a move, he is beyond the reach of the whip.
Poof, poof, poof!
Just as Zhong Yun's voice sounded, there was already blood rushing into the sky.
The sword in Zhao Yi's hand, evolving into a soul-snatching sword shadow, combined with Ling Bo's micro-stepping technique, is almost invincible in the face of ordinary one-to-four-star martial artists.
I saw that the shadow of the sword was heavy, if there was a ghost crying wolf howling, the sound was endless, and before the sword arrived, it could already take the lead.
This is the Soul Snatcher Sword Shadow, a medium martial art, with the power to capture people's hearts and slash the enemy's soul.
After Zhao Yi cultivated, it was also the first time to use it, but he didn't want to, it had such an amazing effect.
A group of warriors were first robbed of their hearts and were instantly stunned.
As a result, Zhao Yi's sword light slashed across their heads, and one by one the heads rolled down in response, and the scene was bloody.
In just a few breaths, ten Black Tiger Sect martial artists turned into headless corpses and died on the spot.
There are a total of twenty Black Tiger Gate warriors who came with Mo Qing and Zhong Yun.
Now, eleven people have died, and there are less than ten left.
When they first came, they were menacing, how arrogant?
Now, one by one, terrified, they have no choice but to flee for their lives.
"As I said, if you want to slaughter all you and wait, you will naturally do what you say. ”
"Therefore, no one can escape, they all have to die. ”
Zhao Yi said coldly.
As he spoke, his soul trembled, and a terrifying murderous intent emanated from his body.
At this time, he turned into a killing god, causing the creatures around him to tremble, and his legs felt weak.
"Zhao Yi, dare you!"
One-star martial artist Zhong Yun's face was difficult to see.
He was a dignified martial artist, facing a martial apprentice, under the warrior realm who slaughtered him, he felt helpless, and could only watch his subordinates being killed.
This feeling of incompetence and being slapped in the face made him extremely angry, and he hated Zhao Yi even more.
"Why don't you dare?"
Zhao Yi responded coldly.
When the sound fell, a human head flew up.
It was a Black Tiger Gate warrior who was chased down by him and cut off his head with a sword.
"Ah....... You're damned!"
Zhong Yun was crazy and chased the killer Xiang Zhao Yi at great speed.
He held the sword in his hand and kept swinging out the sword qi.
Boom, boom, boom!
The sword qi continued to explode behind Jiang Zhaoyi, and he kept dodging on the ancient trees.
Every time, just jumped away, the original ancient tree, of course, was crushed by Zhong Yun's sword qi and turned into flying debris in the sky.
As a result, there was an amazing scene in the ancient tree.
I saw that every ancient tree that Zhao Yi landed on kept exploding.
However, Zhao Yi could avoid it, and Zhong Yun's sword qi was always a little worse, and he couldn't cut Zhao Yi.
And Zhao Yi constantly wandered in the ancient forest to chase and kill the Black Tiger Gate warriors who were fleeing for their lives.
Zhong Yun was also behind him, constantly chasing and killing him, but what made Zhong Yun crazy was that he couldn't help Zhao Yi at all.