"Xuanzhong Hammer!" With a low shout in his mouth, Zhao Xiaoyi's fist and spiritual power simultaneously greeted the sweeping first-order martial maniac.

Boom! The first-order martial man's fierce palm print directly penetrated Zhao Xiaoyi's spiritual power, and then brought a sonic boom, and it collided with Zhao Xiaoyi's fist, but under this pair of bangs, Zhao Xiaoyi's figure flew out suddenly, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out in midair, and Zuihou fell heavily to the ground.

This is the gap between the martial madness and Zhao Xiaoyi, even if he uses the Xuan Heavy Hammer and spiritual power at the same time, he can't stop the progress of the martial mad powerhouse at all, and it doesn't even have an impact.

"A little warrior dares to take my palm, it's just beyond his strength. Looking at Zhao Xiaoyi lying on the ground, the first-order martial madness snorted mockingly, no matter how rebellious the martial artist is, he is not the opponent of the martial mad powerhouse at all.

Zhao Xiaoyi's face was as pale as paper, the Xuan Heavy Hammer was cast, and the vitality in his body was exhausted, and now he had no combat power, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, moaning weakly.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Xiaoyi took a deep breath, and then his heart moved, and he went to the colorful divine stone.

"Yanxi, can you help me?" Yanxi was in the colorful divine stone, Zhao Xiaoyi walked over, took Yanxi's slender hand and hurriedly asked, at this time, I'm afraid only Yanxi can help him, if he doesn't make a move, he and Liang Shi will die.

"I, how can I help you, I'm a soul body now, I can't fight. Yanxi also looked a little embarrassed, she was just a soul body now, and her shot didn't work at all.

"Is there no other way?" Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyi's face changed slightly, if Yanxi can't help, I'm afraid it will be a little bad today.

"It's not that there is no way, it's just that it will hurt you too much, and I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. Yanxi frowned slightly, and said again at this time.

"What's the solution?"

"With the help of your liliang. Yan Xi paused for a moment, and then continued: "If you want to defeat that martial mad powerhouse, you have to be stronger than him, I can temporarily use your liliang to make you have the strength of martial madness in an instant, but your current martial arts body, I am afraid that you will not be able to bear it, even if you don't die, it may cause obstacles to your cultivation in the future." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed slightly, it is good that his strength will increase instantly, but there are advantages and disadvantages, and the degree of danger is too great.

"No matter, let's get through this first, come on!" But Zhao Xiaoyi can't care so much, if he doesn't try, he will still die.

In the field, the face of the first-order martial madman was gloomy, and he had just blasted Zhao Xiaoyi away, and now he was also between Zhao Xiaoyi and Liang Shi, his eyes glanced over the two of them, and Zuihou's eyes fell on Zhao Xiaoyi.

"Since you are so desperate to seek death just now, then I will fulfill you and kill you little rabbit cub first. When the words fell, he didn't hesitate at all, and as soon as his feet moved, the sharp palm print blasted towards Zhao Xiaoyi again, if this palm hit, Zhao Xiaoyi would immediately explode into a cloud of blood mist.

And at this moment, Zhao Xiaoyi on the ground suddenly stood up, and in the shocked look of that first-order martial maniac, a golden fist mark suddenly blasted out towards him.

There was an explosion, and under the frightened faces of everyone, the first-order martial mania that had just swept towards Zhao Xiaoyi suddenly flew out, and in mid-air, there was a terrible howl, and Zuihou fell heavily on the ground.

Looking at this scene, the circle of people around Zhao Xiaoyi suddenly flashed to the side, and their eyes looked at the figure that suddenly stood up like a killing god with a strong look of horror.

On Wang Yong's side, he and another martial arts elder also stopped at this time, and with an unconcealed look of horror in their eyes, they stared at Zhao Xiaoyi, who was still maintaining a punching posture.

In their stunned eyes, they saw that Zhao Xiaoyi's aura, who originally only had the strength of a fourth-order martial artist, suddenly expanded, and his strength rose steadily, from a martial artist to a martial artist, and then to a great martial artist, until he broke through the shackles of martial madness and reached the top of a fifth-order martial artist, before he had a tendency to stop, and with the expansion of that aura, a powerful oppression also spread, making everyone around him frown.

"How could this be, how did he suddenly become so powerful. Looking at Zhao Xiaoyi with a fierce killing aura, Wang Yong's face was full of disbelief, he had heard of the martial arts that forcibly improved his strength, but it was only the first and second orders, and now, Zhao Xiaoyi directly swelled from a fourth-order martial artist to a fifth-order martial maniac, and the gap between them was simply a chasm.

Even Zitong and the second leader couldn't figure out what Zhao Xiaoyi was doing, such an increase in strength was simply too terrifying.

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't care about their expressions, and only he knew how uncomfortable he was now, the violent and surging energy in his body made him feel as if he was about to explode, and the skin of his body cracked little by little, and a trace of blood seeped out of the crack, like climbing countless blood ants.

His eyes turned scarlet, and with a strong aura of violence, he stepped towards the first-order martial artist who had just been blasted away by him.

That first-order martial madman had a look of horror on his face, and the blow just now had already broken his arm, and now he looked at Zhao Xiaoyi, as if the scythe of death was approaching him.

"Hugh is rampant. Just when Zhao Xiaoyi was about to mention the first-order martial madness on the ground, Wang Yong swept over like lightning at this time, and his fist was surrounded by a rich cold air, and he slammed into Zhao Xiaoyi.

"Get out!" Zhao Xiaoyi at this moment did not have the slightest fear, when Wang Yong's cold palm print came, his arm shook, and in an instant, thousands of golden lights converged into a fist print, and then the fist mark like the scorching sun greeted him arrogantly.

Bang! In mid-air, with the handover of the two fists, Wang Yong's complexion immediately changed dramatically, and as soon as the palm print touched Zhao Xiaoyi's palm, a surging and domineering liliang came along his arm, and the force of the shock directly made him fly upside down.

His arms trembled, his eyes stared at Zhao Xiaoyi, but he didn't dare to rush forward again, the punch just now had already made him understand that he was not Zhao Xiaoyi's opponent at all.

A punch shook Wang Yong away, Zhao Xiaoyi ignored him, stepped forward and grabbed the first-order martial madness on the ground, and then punched him in the head with that extremely panicked look.

Bang! Blood mist sprayed, and under the brutal fist, the head of that first-order martial madness suddenly exploded like a watermelon.

"Wang Yong, aren't you trying to kill me, come on!" After solving one, Zhao Xiaoyi's grim gaze flung to Wang Yong at this time, and when he saw Zhao Xiaoyi's gaze towards him, Wang Yong actually trembled, his throat was dry, and he had just seen the scene of Zhao Xiaoyi's punch blowing up the head of a first-order martial artist.

A cold look brushed his face, Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes flashed, and suddenly a majestic spiritual ripple swept towards Wang Yong, and where the ripples passed, it seemed that even the space was frozen.

Seeing the substantial spiritual ripples, Wang Yong's eyes widened, and he hurriedly stretched out his palms to resist, however, before he could turn the spiritual ripples away, Zhao Xiaoyi's figure had already ghostly swept behind him, and under the aura of death, the cold tip of the sword also pierced Wang Yong's back and penetrated out of his chest.

Poof! Wang Yong's body stiffened, frozen in place, his eyes stared deadly, I am afraid that even if he died, he never thought that he would fall into the hands of a warrior.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoyi's series of god-killing actions, the remaining martial arts powerhouse of the Wang family screamed and hurriedly fled backwards, and if he didn't leave, he would be the next one to die.

Not only him, but Zitong and they have always been shocked, Zhao Xiaoyi's changes are too weird and terrifying, that is, they can't figure out what's going on, they can only marvel.

The long sword that pierced Wang Yong's back was pulled out, and Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes flashed with ferocity, and then a sword slashed out again, directly cutting Wang Yongsheng in half.

The scarlet blood and internal organs flowed open, and this scene had completely shocked all the remaining people of the Wang family, their legs trembled, and then they turned around one by one and fled in panic.

The living people of the Wang family left, and Zhao Xiaoyi seemed to have come to an end at this time, his whole body was dyed red by the red blood oozing out, and then his body became soft and fainted again.