Crisp and neat, without a trace of mud and water.

"If you don't say it, I'm not in a hurry to kill him. ”

"As soon as you say that, then he's just going to die faster. ”

Zhao Yi looked at the bandit saint and said with a sneer.

"Zhao Yi, you ......"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yi not only didn't give him the slightest face, but also lost face in public.

The bandit saint's face was extremely ugly, and he was already murderous towards Zhao Yi in his heart.

"Bandit Saint, you never thought I would come back alive, did you?"

Zhao Yi looked at the bandit saint Dao coldly.

The bandit saint tried his best to suppress the monstrous anger in his heart at this time.

He really didn't think that Zhao Yi would be able to come back alive, which was indeed completely unexpected by him.

After being slapped by him, he almost perished, fell into the land of the abyss, and he was not dead?

I have to say that such a demonic Zhao Yi made him feel extremely uneasy in his heart.

"What if you come back alive?"

"I can still kill you a second time!"

"Now, give me my life. ”

The bandit saint now knows that it is useless to say more, and there is only one battle.

It's just that what puzzled him was that Zhao Yi had the confidence to dare to challenge him.

If he remembers correctly, it has only been more than half a year since he sent him to the Abyss.

For more than half a year, for the vast majority of martial cultivators, there will not be much change at all.

Even if it is those geniuses, it is already against the sky to break through one star.

Therefore, even if Zhao Yi is demonic, he is far better than all geniuses, and he has a shocking opportunity, so three stars is the limit, right?

Breaking through Samsung, Zhao Yi is only a three-star martial king!

The bandit saint didn't think that Zhao Yi of the three-star bandit king realm would be his opponent.

The bandit saint calculated in his heart, but the shot was ruthless, and the terrifying three-star martial saint attacked, bombarding Zhao Yi.

"Ghost Death Punch!"

"Kill!"

As soon as the bandit saint made a move, it was an incomparably powerful killing move.

He wanted to kill Zhao Yi as quickly as possible.

He punched out, as if thousands of ghosts had emerged, pounced on Zhao Yi, and wanted to take his life.

Zhao Yi looked at all this indifferently, and his expression was unmoved.

"Martial Saint Killing Move, it's extraordinary!"

"Unfortunately, in my eyes, how is it different from garbage?"

Zhao Yi's tone went out of the sky.

How dare a little martial king despise himself so much?

The bandit saint was furious in his heart, and shouted coldly: "Death is imminent, and his tone is still so crazy." ”

"Die!"

The bandit saint shouted angrily, and the ghost life-killing fist evolved to the extreme.

In an instant, Zhao Yi was turned into a ghost by the power of the Martial Saint and drowned in it.

"Soul Burning Palm!"

"Broken!"

However, at this moment, a cold cheer came from it.

Then, the bandit saint saw that an invisible fire palm slapped in all directions.

Wherever the palm prints passed, the ghost was burned to ashes.

In an instant, the surrounding ghosts were burned cleanly, and no one was left.

Obviously, the Bandit Saint's life-killing ghost palm was broken by Zhao Yi in an instant.

This scene fell into the eyes of Wu Xiu, who was watching around, and he felt extremely shocked.

All of them, hardly able to believe their eyes.

Zhao Yi can really fight with the bandit saint.

Moreover, looking at its momentum, it is no weaker than the bandit saint.

"Demons, terrible demons. ”

"What he just showed should only be a four-star Martial King Realm, right?"

"The four-star Martial King Realm is already on par with the three-star Martial Saint War?"

"It's horrible, it's horrible. ”

"Zhao Yi's son is not like a martial cultivator in the Xuantian Continent, but more like a demon descended from the gods. ”

All the martial cultivators lost their voices and discussed, their faces full of terrifying expressions.

At the beginning of time, no one was optimistic about Zhao Yi.

But now, everything is uncertain.

Perhaps, Zhao Yi can create possibilities that he can't imagine!

At this time, the bandit saint who was the party concerned was more shocked than the people watching around.

"How is that possible?"

"I saw you more than half a year ago, but you were only in the Nine-Star Grand Master Realm. ”

"Now, you are actually a four-star Martial King Realm. ”

"In this world, how can there be such a breakthrough speed?"

The bandit saint's face was ugly, and he exclaimed in surprise.

I thought that breaking through Samsung was the limit of the world.

But he didn't want to, Zhao Yi exceeded the limit of his imagination.

Not only that, but the combat power of Zhao Yi's four-star Martial King Realm is incredibly strong.

"If you're just at this level, then you can die. ”

Zhao Yi said indifferently.

At the same time, he danced the fourth-order martial sword and evolved the "Ancient Swordsmanship".

At this moment, the bandit saint of the three-star martial saint realm actually felt the threat of life and death.

"Damn, it seems that I can't really kill this son without using my stunt. ”

There was something bad in the heart of the bandit.

Zhao Yi's sword skills were so terrifying that he actually had a feeling that there was nowhere to avoid.

"Here comes the Holy Sword!"

"Plum falls into the snow abyss!"

The bandit saint directly used the holy sword at this time and faced Zhao Yi with a sword duel.

Plum falls in the snow abyss, no shadow and no sound!

This sword intent is extremely terrifying.

Zhao Yi finally felt the threat.

But Zhao Yi was not afraid and fought head-on.

"Sword trick, sword falling for nine days!"

Zhao Yi evolved the new sword moves in "Ancient Swordsmanship" at this time.

Boom, boom, boom!

The two of them, sword to sword, quickly exchanged.

In an instant, I don't know how many hits were exchanged?

The martial cultivators around them couldn't even see their fighting figures clearly.

It wasn't until they stopped that they found that both of them were covered with sword wounds.

In this fight, the two were on par and each was injured.

However, Zhao Yi was obviously covered with sword wounds, but he didn't stop at all like a nobody, and continued to kill the bandit saint.

"How is it possible, Zhao Yiming was also injured so badly, why did he look like he was fine?"

"How can he kill so violently?"

The bandit saint was taken aback.

At this moment, he even panicked.

Zhao Yi's performance was completely beyond his imagination.

As everyone knows, Zhao Yi is the body of a barbarian dragon, almost sanctified in the flesh, how powerful is his vitality?

Therefore, a mere sword injury was not enough to stop him.

"If you can't take this sword, it's your time of death. ”

Zhao Yi said indifferently.

At the same time, he directly used the immortal sword qi in his body and fused it into the fourth-order martial sword.

"Immortal sword intent, slaughter gods and demons, kill!"

Zhao Yi killed violently.

"Not good!"

Even if he is a three-star martial saint, the bandit saint really feels the threat of life and death.

At this moment, he didn't hesitate at all, and turned on the strongest defense on his body.

At the same time, he roared angrily and evolved his strongest master.

"Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect!"

The Bandit Saint evolved into a supreme sword technique.

In an instant, ten thousand sword lights converged into a huge sword ray, facing Zhao Yi.

Syllable!

However, what frightened him was that his huge sword was destroyed on the spot when he encountered Zhao Yi's immortal sword.

The remnants of the immortal sword qi pierced his body.

Airplanes!

The light of defense lit up on him.

Syllable!

But then, the defensive secret weapons on his body were shattered one by one.

(End of chapter)