Chapter 387: Twelve Martial Emperors

Wow! Small black dots can already be seen on the edge of the sky, dozens of figures are rapidly approaching this side, all the time is so urgent, now Zhao Xiaoyi and they still have enough time to escape, but if it drags on, there will be no chance.

"Sixth Senior Brother, I understand your approach, what you said is also very right, but I am like this, I can't watch my brother put in danger and I leave without abandoning myself, even if I know that to go is death, I must save my brother, Sixth Senior Brother, I hope you take the overall situation first, wait for me to save Erniu alone, you take them to leave first, rest assured, I have my own way to get out, even if I can't save Erniu by then, it is not easy for them to catch me, it is not difficult for me to get rid of them, time is pressing, that's all, you leave quickly." ใ€‚ Zhao Xiaoyi hurriedly finished speaking, and hugged his fists at Mo Jue, regardless of whether Mo Juetong disagreed, the black wings on his back spread, and his body directly turned into a black line and disappeared into the dense forest.

Looking at Zhao Xiaoyi's disappearing back, Mo Jue could only sigh, how could he not want to save his own people at the moment, but as the leader, he naturally had his considerations, and there were two inner disciples next to him, he couldn't let these two people put their lives in vain.

"Let's go!" Mo Jue made a move with one hand, Jin Riyeol's head flew over and grabbed it in his hand, snorted softly, and then turned around and disappeared into the dense forest, behind him, the two thin young men also followed.

In the dense dense forest, Zhao Xiaoyi flew forward like lightning, because the place where Erniu and they fought was not far from him, so soon Zhao Xiaoyi also saw Erniu's figure.

At this time, Erniu was surrounded and killed by a group of martial kings, and his tall figure stood out from the crowd and was generally surrounded in the middle, which was very eye-catching, and the current Erniu seemed to have reached the limit, even the fist swing seemed to be much slower, and his back was constantly attacked by people, but fortunately, he was physically strong, otherwise he would have been beaten into a sieve.

The half-moon scimitar of the wind and thunder suddenly rose up and entered the circle, and under the surprise, a martial king died immediately, the scimitar rotated, and the arm of the other martial king who was holding a big knife and really wanted to cut down on the two cows was also amputated.

Solving the two people like lightning, Zhao Xiaoyi rushed over without hesitation at this time, he understood the feeling of being surrounded and killed, and he clearly knew that there was no one to rescue him when he was being killed, and he felt lonely and hopeless, so he had to save Erniu and save this honest inner brother.

"Brother Yi!" Zhao Xiaoyi's arrival is undoubtedly a life-saving straw for Erniu, now he is already at the end of the crossbow, Zhao Xiaoyi will not be able to hold on if he doesn't come again, and when he sees Zhao Xiaoyi, Erniu's eyes are like seeing his own mother, and he suddenly became hot, and he didn't even call his senior brother, he called Brother Yi directly.

"Let's go!" Zhao Xiaoyi held a long sword in his hand, split a martial king in front of him in half with a sword, and pushed out with the big man of Erniu in his hand.

"Let's go, Brother Yi!" Erniu stared, watching Zhao Xiaoyi throw himself out, but he was surrounded inside, Erniu couldn't help but panic.

"Go a bird feather, what nonsense, let you get out of it first, I have my own way to get out, don't call Lao Tzu Yi brother after you don't leave!" Zhao Xiaoyi was also a little anxious, this is exactly what he was afraid of, he was afraid that Erniu would not leave, this would be a big burden for him, the group of martial kings in front of him was not a matter at all, and when those martial emperors rushed over, they couldn't leave if they wanted to, time didn't wait for anyone, if they delayed for a second longer, the danger of their lives would be aggravated.

Erniu had tears in his eyes, seeing that Zhao Xiaoyi was surrounded in the middle of the circle, but he ran out, he had a strong sense of guilt in his heart, but he also knew that now that he rushed up at the end of the crossbow, he could only add a burden to Zhao Xiaoyi, and he helped a lot in the slightest, but it made Zhao Xiaoyi feel relieved, "Brother Yi, my Erniu will be your brother in the future, you are my Erniu's eldest brother, as long as my Erniu does not die, I will be your person in the future." โ€

Zhao Xiaoyi hesitated, what is Nima called will be your person in the future, is it good to make it clear, Lao Tzu's taste is not so heavy, such a big man is crying and crying and saying these words there, as if Lao Tzu has some adultery with you.

Er Niu didn't hesitate too much, the words fell, turned around and retreated, the two martial kings wanted to chase Er Niu, but they were stopped by Zhao Xiaoyi's scimitar.

Erniu left, Zhao Xiaoyi suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and at this time, he felt that he could really show his strength, and he had no scruples.

The vitality in his body surged out, and a trace of thunder and lightning was wrapped around the blade, Zhao Xiaoyi held the sword with both hands, and the long sword swept forward violently, and the sharp sword directly made the three people in front of him take a few steps back, spitting blood.

The long sword in his hand shook, and a violent aura appeared around Zhao Xiaoyi, his eyes were red, and he was full of fighting intent, when the surging battle intent exploded, the surrounding circle of martial kings couldn't help but be stunned, this kind of overlord-like strong battle intent made them all have an urge to worship, and the violent aura around them made their legs tremble.

Zhao Xiaoyi is almost a sword, as long as the person who is locked by him, there is no one who can escape, with the swimming cooperation of the half-moon scimitar, these besieged martial kings can't run if they want to, and the seven martial kings were wiped out one after another under Zhao Xiaoyi's blade, and the blood mist was filled, and there was blood here.

None of the third-order Martial Emperors were Zhao Xiaoyi's opponents, so how could these Martial Kings be a dish.

However, just when Zhao Xiaoyi had just finished solving these martial kings, above the sky, dozens of figures had finally arrived.

From the top of the ten figures, Zhao Xiaoyi felt a not weak breath, these breaths were connected, even he couldn't help frowning slightly, now if Zhao Xiaoyi immediately spread his black wings and escaped, he was completely sure that he would be able to leave from them, whether he was injured or not, at least he could leave alive, but he couldn't go, if he just escaped, Erniu and they would suffer, under the pursuit of these strong people, they had no room to fight back, therefore, even if the other party was very strong, Zhao Xiaoyi must do his best to drag it first, at least give Erniu time for them to escapeใ€‚

Before a few people paused, Zhao Xiaoyi took the initiative to sweep into the sky, and Zuihou was alone in front of the dozens of people.

The sudden figure that came up made them stunned, in mid-air, more than a dozen people immediately paused, and the dozens of people in the battle below naturally sensed it, but they didn't expect that before they could go down to see what was going on, the other party actually took the initiative to rush up, and his eyes swept over Zhao Xiaoyi's body, and when they found out that Zhao Xiaoyi was just a third-order martial king, they couldn't help but be even more surprised, a third-order martial king dared to block in front of more than a dozen martial emperors, this is not a joke!

There are twelve people who came, all of them are Martial Emperor powerhouses, the strongest is a fifth-order Martial Emperor, and the lowest is also a first-order Martial Emperor, most of them are at the level of second-order Martial Emperor and third-order Martial Emperor, such a lineup, I am afraid that even a Martial Emperor will have to think about it, even if he can kill them all, what kind of price will Zuihou himself pay.

More than a dozen people and Zhao Xiaoyi were all in mid-air, neither side spoke, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.