Thunder snakes flew, clouds and mist surged, in mid-air, Zhao Xiaoyi's thunder mysterious sword in his hand shook, and the sword light and sword shadow suddenly overwhelmingly slashed towards the four martial saints, in the face of such a lineup, he didn't seem to be an opponent, but no matter what, at least he had to drag them first.

Boom, the four martial saints were not jealous, and the four of them joined forces to easily dissolve Zhao Xiaoyi's sword, and at the same time, the four energy bombardments bombarded Zhao Xiaoyi again.

The long sword was transformed into a golden big bow, and as the four arrows fell on the big bow, Zhao Xiaoyi struggled to pull it away, and then the four star arrows suddenly shot towards the four energy clusters in front of him, and in the violent explosion, the four energy clusters burst into flames.

Before the energy storm dispersed, the seven star arrows had already begun to fuse again in Zhao Xiaoyi's hands, and the dazzling light appeared, and a colorful electric arrow condensed, and then, it shot at a first-order martial saint on the opposite side.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the first-order martial saint suddenly shrank to the size of a needle, and Zhao Xiaoyi had seen with his own eyes that with the power generated by this move, if this arrow fell on him, then he would have no place to survive.

At this moment, the three martial saints next to him naturally would not sit idly by, and the three energies hit the colorful arrows at the same time, trying to smash them.

However, they still underestimated the colorful arrows with four thunder and lightning fusions, and the small arrows were like spirit snakes that pierced through the space, tearing through layers of obstacles all the way, and finally appeared in the frightened pupils of the first-order martial saint.

Boom! The violent explosion spread in mid-air, and this arrow made the first-order Martial Saint fly upside down like a cannonball, but Zhao Xiaoyi knew that he should not have killed it yet, because there were three Martial Saints blocking it before, and the power of the colorful arrow had weakened a lot, and it was already good to be able to seriously injure him.

In less than five minutes, his side lost a Martial Saint, and the remaining three people glared angrily, the look on their faces became more and more ugly, and with a cold snort, the three of them killed Zhao Xiaoyi again with a strong killing intent.

In the face of the bombardment of these three people, Zhao Xiaoyi could only retreat backwards quickly, the golden big bow dissipated in his hand, and the thunder mysterious sword resurfaced, and one after another sharp sword rays slashed fiercely towards the three people opposite.

The fight continued fiercely in the sky, but in the face of the bombardment of the three martial saints, Zhao Xiaoyi could not completely parry, and a palm print fell, falling on his back without hindrance.

Poof! With a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and Zhao Xiaoyi's figure was also blasted forward, and in front of him, two martial saints were waiting for him, and they were about to fall into their bombardment circle again.

Han Qingmeng, who was entangled with the third-order martial saint next to her, suddenly flew over at this time, and when Zhao Xiaoyi was about to be killed by the two martial saints, her pretty face was cold, and she held Zhao Xiaoyi and hit the two of them with a palm.

Han Qingmeng's third-order martial saint, the two of them didn't dare to underestimate this palm, and in desperation, they had no choice but to give up the bombardment of Zhao Xiaoyi and each of them to dissolve Han Qingmeng's palm print.

And the front just forced away the two Martial Saints, and the third-order Martial Saint who attacked Zhao Xiaoyi before in the back was killed again, and on the side, another third-order Martial Saint who had fought with Han Qingmeng before also killed this side at the same time, and for a while, the two of them were attacked on all sides.

Zhao Xiaoyi alone could only barely deal with the two second-order martial saints in front of him at the moment, but the remaining two third-order martial saints were unable to stop them, and one of the third-order martial saints actually killed Zhao Xiaoyi straight after bypassing Han Qingmeng's attack.

Seeing this scene, Han Qingmeng's face suddenly changed, and after a palm imprint towards the person in front of her, her figure flashed, hugging Zhao Xiaoyi from the side, and then used her back to block the beam of light that blasted towards Zhao Xiaoyi.

Bang! The bright beam of light pierced the space, and finally landed on Han Qingmeng's back without any hindrance, and a touch of red sprayed, and Han Qingmeng also collapsed.

"Qingmeng!" Zhao Xiaoyi turned around violently, hugged Han Qingmeng in his arms, looking at the cold Qingmeng whose breath was sluggish, Zhao Xiaoyi's heart suddenly seemed to be hit hard, and his eyes were instantly covered with thick bloodshots.

Han Qingmeng snuggled in Zhao Xiaoyi's arms, at this moment, the corners of her bloodstained mouth actually had a touch of happiness, this should be the first time she was held by Zhao Xiaoyi, this feeling made her feel very relieved.

Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes became blood-red, and two male tears slipped from the corners of his eyes at this time, Han Qingmeng, this infatuated woman who was haunted by herself, has always been paying for herself, from beginning to end, she has never even asked for anything from herself, for so long, she has never given Han Qingmeng anything, even if it is a promise, now for herself she is stupid enough to help herself block that blow, and she doesn't know if there is still a possibility of survival.

"Ah!!!" Zhao Xiaoyi looked up to the sky and roared, and a murderous aura that was so cold that it swept around, last time it was Leng Mo'er, and this time it was Han Qingmeng, why are the women around him such fate.

"Do it!" The murderous aura on Zhao Xiaoyi's body made the four surrounding martial saints feel an unprecedented threat, if the person in front of him was not eliminated, he would be their biggest nightmare in the future, so he must take this opportunity to eradicate Zhao Xiaoyi.

As one person's shout fell, the four of them shot at the same time, and the bombardment of the four martial saints was overwhelming towards Zhao Xiaoyi for a while, such a joint bombardment, not to mention that Zhao Xiaoyi was a first-order martial saint, even if it was a third-order martial saint, there was definitely no scum left.

Boom!

However, at this moment, suddenly a powerful and suffocating aura suddenly came from under the battlefield, and immediately after, an energy shield from the bottom to the top like a solid wall, penetrating Zhao Xiaoyi's body, and then facing the four attacks, in the violent explosion, the light mask shattered, but the attacks of the four people also dissipated.

"Hahahaha! The ethereal holy mansion and the dog mongrel of the ancient fantasy god clan, your grandfather and I are here!" A slightly playful voice echoed in the sky, and then, I saw a huge fiery red figure suddenly rising from the dense forest below, and the fiery red wings vibrate, and in the midst of the fanning tornado storm, it flew to Zhao Xiaoyi's side like a ghost in an instant.

"Sparrow God Clan?" staring at the huge fiery red phoenix in the air, the faces of the Ethereal Saint Mansion and the Ancient Fantasy God Clan suddenly changed, and their figures couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Beside Zhao Xiaoyi, the flaming phoenix folded its wings, and then transformed, and the huge phoenix actually became an old man, this person was the great elder of the Sparrow God Clan, Feng Li.

And with the arrival of Feng Li, on the edge of the sky, I saw a fiery red figure like a sunset also hurried here, and as far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight, and this fiery red figure was naturally the rescue soldiers of the Sparrow God Clan from the Western World.

I don't know how many figures are overwhelming, but when they are close to the battlefield, it is staggering.

There are thousands of fiery red divine birds, among them, there are more than a dozen breaths above the martial saint that Zhao Xiaoyi can feel, and the martial arts are even denser, such a lineup is a huge torrent.