The withered claws grasped the fire dragon and the sword in mid-air, one left and one right, respectively, and the thick aura of dead ashes filled the air, trying to erode the two alive.

"Break it for me!" The gray-robed old man shouted angrily, only to see the dry two hands and claws grip fiercely, and then saw that Ruolin's sword burst open again, and after that sword, Zhao Xiaoyi's fire dragon finally couldn't bear it, and exploded into a fire.

The sea of fire and energy in the sky was pervasive, enveloping the figures of the three people, but under the sweep of the energy storm, the sea of fire also quickly dissipated, and the figures of the three reappeared in the air.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyi had already withdrawn a hundred meters away, and the corners of his mouth oozed red blood, and he simply competed with the gray-robed old man, although he was not seriously injured, minor injuries in his body were inevitable, Ruolin and Zhao Xiaoyi were also about the same, her pretty face was slightly pale, and the blood surging in her chest couldn't help it, and a touch of Yin red seeped out from the corner of her mouth, but it was not life-threatening.

The gray-robed old man looked down at Zhao Xiaoyi and Ruolin, he snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with contempt, in front of his third-order martial emperor, Zhao Xiaoyi and Ruolin really couldn't get up.

At this moment, suddenly a bucket-thick electric light fell from the sky, and after that electric light, there were countless intertwined down, so beautiful on a sunny day, this scene is really weird.

The sudden fall of lightning made the gray-robed old man also slightly surprised, but soon his eyes were thrown to Zhao Xiaoyi, he had seen Zhao Xiaoyi cast thunder and lightning when he was in the tomb hall before, and now it seems that Zhao Xiaoyi is obviously playing ghosts.

The clouds in the sky tore apart again, and between the gaps in the clouds, a huge pillar of thunder light slowly fell from the sky at this time, and violent arcs of lightning shone around the pillar of light, like the chains of hell locking souls.

"This is?" Looking at the thunder pillar of light falling in the air, the gray-robed old man's brows finally wrinkled slightly, this thunder pillar of light was extremely weird, as the pillar of light fell, the gray-robed old man felt as if the surrounding space was blocked, and he couldn't run even if he wanted to.

A dragon roar resounded in mid-air, and with the press of Zhao Xiaoyi's palm, the slowly falling pillar of thunder light suddenly sped up, like a magic pillar tearing the sky, and suddenly the gray-robed old man crushed down.

Seeing this, the gray-robed old man didn't dare to slack off, and his two dry hands and claws suddenly merged into one, and his claws clenched into fists, and then the thunder pillar of light on the face of Xiangshang slammed up.

Boom!

The dry fist collided with the pillar of light, and in mid-air, a violent energy storm centered on the impact point and immediately swept around.

The gray-robed old man was worthy of being a third-order martial emperor, and under this punch, he actually blocked Zhao Xiaoyi's pillar of light, and the violent impact just now made even the huge pillar of light tremble.

And after such a shock, Zhao Xiaoyi, who was controlling the pillar of light, was naturally uncomfortable, his body was turned upside down, and his face turned a little pale again.

The strength of the pillar of light was obviously beyond the expectations of the gray-robed old man, he used all his strength for the blow just now, but he didn't expect that it was just to make the pillar of light tremble, but it was not exploded, and even cracks were not generated, and the pillar of light transformed by wind and thunder could not be shaken by a martial emperor, but Zhao Xiaoyi, who controlled the wind and thunder, was too weak, and this kind of concussive wind and thunder could withstand it, but Zhao Xiaoyi couldn't bear it.

Zhao Xiaoyi's reactionThe gray-robed old man seemed to notice that he really couldn't shake the thunder pillar in front of him, but he could deal a blow to Zhao Xiaoyi, as long as he continued to bombard like this, he could be shocked to death if he couldn't be killed.

Another loud bang rippled on the pillar of light, and the dry fist of the gray-robed old man slammed into the pillar of light pressed down again, and with the sound falling, Zhao Xiaoyi's face here became more and more ugly.

Zhao Xiaoyi smiled bitterly, the strong man of the Martial Emperor is really not ordinary, but he didn't expect that even the dragon pillar couldn't suppress him, and if he wanted to really give the gray-robed old man a blow, it seems that only Zhao Xiaoyi's hole card is left.

The hole card that exists in zuihou is naturally the quasi-heaven-level martial art Ancient Seven Star Arrow, the power of the Ancient Seven Star Arrow is absolutely undoubted, but such a fierce martial art consumption is not ordinarily small, and the average martial king powerhouse can't support this huge consumption at all, that is, Zhao Xiaoyi, the vitality in the body is only used once, and I am afraid that he will immediately collapse after one time, which is also the reason why Weishenme Zhao Xiaoyi has not used the Ancient Seven Star Arrow many times in distress, unless he is forced to do so, otherwise the Ancient Seven Star Arrow that can make him prostrate Zhao Xiaoyi will definitely not use it。

And now it seems that he has no way out, facing the gray-robed old man of the third-order Martial Emperor, if he has any reservations, he will no longer have the opportunity to show his performance.

The hands that controlled the Thunder Pillar of Light were withdrawn, and he no longer cared about the Thunder Pillar of Light, even without his control, I believe that the gray-robed old man would not be able to help the Thunder Pillar for a while.

Resisting the wave after wave of impact from the pillar of light in his body, Zhao Xiaoyi clasped his hands together, and a complex handprint quickly formed in his hand, and the vitality in his body surged out, and then all of them gathered on his hands.

And with the formation of Zhao Xiaoyi's handprint, suddenly the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth boiled like a tide, and then I saw that above the sky, seven twinkling stars slowly appeared, and the sky was shining with a scorching sun, such a phenomenon was really weird.

On the one hand, the injured Xuan Demon who watched the fight at this time appeared on his face again with a strong look of horror, before the thunderbolt on the sunny day made people feel weird, and now there will be stars in the sky in the scorching sun, this strange phenomenon makes the Xuan Demon's face become exciting, this Zhao Xiaoyi is really a freak, and look at it like this, now is Zhao Xiaoyi's real hole card, I really don't know what the end will be if such a hole card is just used on himself, what will be the end, think about the Xuan Demon is feeling a chill down his back, this kid in front of him is only a third-order martial king！

Zhao Xiaoyi ignored their expressions, the handprints in his hands kept stopping, and the momentum of the whole person was gradually climbing at this moment, his clothes were windless, hunting in mid-air, and a layer of white light shrouded him, and the whole person stood in the void like a holy god.

Between the boiling energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, Zhao Xiaoyi's hands with handprints were divided at this time, and he saw the surging energy gathering rapidly in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, a golden big bow appeared in front of Zhao Xiaoyi.

The golden bow was radiant, and the slightest fluctuation of Yuan Force could not be felt on it, but the ancient runes flowing on it made people shudder.

At this moment, the seven twinkling stars in the sky suddenly burst out with a burst of intense light, and then, a strong beam of light suddenly burst down from one of the stars, falling straight towards Zhao Xiaoyi, and when Zhao Xiaoyi was approaching, the strong beam of light was automatically turned into a sharp arrow, and it was placed on the string of the big bow in Zhao Xiaoyi's hand.

The arrow was on the string, Zhao Xiaoyi did not hesitate at all, holding the bow in his left hand and the arrow in his right hand, and pulled the big bow to the full.