"Boom!"

The smoke that obscured the sky seemed to be a sieve this time, and the starlight penetrated through it.

The starry sky is bright and beautiful.

However, in the beautiful light lies a deadly danger.

Jian Yi was shocked, he didn't expect Xiao Yi to be so despicable.

The billowing fireball dissipated, making him subconsciously relax his vigilance.

I never thought that there would be another trick later.

And judging by its momentum, this is the real killer move.

"Despicable!"

Even the people who stood on Xiao Yi's side couldn't help but complain.

Xiang Sixian said indignantly to Zuo Die, "It's bad to learn." ”

"Taught bad by that bastard."

Zhuge Xun said bitterly to Ziche Weiwei, "Look, what a pity." ”

"It's all the bastard's fault."

What a good little girl, but she was taught bad by a big bastard.

In the face of this move, Jian Yi felt the danger, but he couldn't dodge it, and could only roar angrily, "Despicable! ”

Soon it dissipated in the vast starlight.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth trembled, and explosions kept occurring.

The aura of terror swept over and formed a terrible storm that continued to spread.

Such power made everyone's faces change slightly.

"Kenichi is in trouble!" Tan Ling whispered to herself.

Tan Ling didn't expect Xiao Yi to be so terrifying.

The first time I saw Xiao Yi, it was in the Desperate Rift.

Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan did not hesitate to be hunted down by the Holy Land, but also entered the Desperate Rift to find Xiao Yi.

When she first met Xiao Yi, Tan Ling's feeling for Xiao Yi was that her mouth was very powerful.

scolded the people who pursued them so much that the three corpse gods jumped violently.

Not long ago, it was the second time they met, Xiao Yi didn't seem to be stranger to her, and Sister Ling called her very kindly and sweetly.

Therefore, she has a very good feeling for Xiao Yi.

Now, it seems that Xiao Yi not only has a sweet and cute side, but also a spicy and decisive side.

The strength is so strong that the sword that can crush the first day of the former Holy Land can't raise his head.

Sure enough, it's not a family that doesn't enter the door.

Tan Ling sighed in her heart, looking at Lu Shaoqing who was smiling there cheaply.

I don't have any ability, so I can't be the sister of this bastard.

The starlight disappeared, and everyone's eyes fell on Jian Yi, and they all fell silent.

The handsome Kenichi looked terrible.

The clothes were tattered, bloody, panting, and embarrassed.

Kenichi has lost his combat effectiveness.

Jian Yi's face was sluggish, and he looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief.

This move almost killed him.

It's fine if he dies, but he can't die.

The gaze of everyone made Kenichi go crazy with hatred.

What does this compassionate gaze mean?

"Shit, shit!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

The sword was crazy, ignoring his injuries, and with a flip of his wrist, a small white sword appeared in his hand.

A tyrannical aura spread, permeating everyone's hearts.

There was a tyrannical impulse in the hearts of the people who wanted to destroy everything.

The cruelty in my heart couldn't be suppressed at this moment, and I wanted to come out crazy.

Tan Ling saw the small sword in Jian's hand, and subconsciously exclaimed, "Oops, it's the sword of the sword family, the soul burial sword!" ”

Cui Guyi's brows furrowed, "Did the swordsman give him this sword?" ”

Yu Shan smiled faintly, "It's just an imitation, but it's enough, it's a sixth-level magic weapon." ”

Lu Shaoqing asked Tan Ling curiously, "What?" Looks awesome? ”

"Isn't it just a broken sword, what's the fuss?"

Broken sword?

Tan Ling gritted her teeth, only you, a bastard, dare to say that it was a broken sword.

Tan Ling was very unhappy to introduce the origin of the Burial Soul Sword.

"The Soul Burial Sword is the sword of the Zhen clan left by the first generation of the ancestors of the Sword Family, and it is an eighth-level magic weapon."

"Eighth-level magic weapon?" Lu Shaoqing was shocked in his heart, his Mojun Sword was only a seventh-level sword.

However, after Lu Shaoqing looked at it a few more times, he pouted, "There is no level eight, it's just level six." ”

Tan Ling also calmed down, and after looking at it, he came to the conclusion, "It's an imitation, but it's also very strong." ”

"Sister Xiaoyi is in trouble."

Lu Shaoqing scoffed, "Cut, spicy chicken!" ”

"Take out a handful of imposters and dare to say that you won?"

"He doesn't know how to cultivate swords!"

Tan Ling couldn't stand Lu Shaoqing's tone, she became angry when she listened to it, can she die if she is modest?

She said coldly, "Don't be careless, if you dare to be careless, you will definitely suffer." ”

"It's even life-threatening."

Xia Yu asked worriedly, "Is it strong?" ”

Tan Ling looked at the sky and explained to everyone the power of the Burial Soul Sword.

"The ancestors of the Sword Clan will put their last consciousness into the Soul Burial Sword before the immortal death, hoping to make the Soul Burial Sword break through the eighth level and step into the ninth level."

"You can imagine how strong the power of the Soul Burial Sword is."

"Against the Burial Soul Sword, it is equivalent to fighting with the countless ancestors of the Sword Family, and the coercion alone is enough to make the opponent collapse."

"If a person with a weak state of mind is facing the Soul Sword, the Dao Heart will collapse in an instant, and finally the soul will be scattered."

"Although the sword in the hand is an imitation, it may not be enough to exert a layer of strength, but it is strong enough, and Sister Xiaoyi is very dangerous."

In the end, Tan Ling said to Lu Shaoqing seriously, "You don't want to lose your junior sister, you'd better be ready to make a move." ”

"Oh." Lu Shaoqing responded casually, just looked at the top lightly, and did not make any movement.

Oh?

A faint word oh, whether it is Tan Ling, Xiang Sixian, or Yu Ling, Zhuge Xun has the urge to beat people.

Familiar answers, nasty tones.

It's too bad.

"You're not worried at all?" Zhuge Xun couldn't help it, and said angrily, "You're not afraid that Sister Xiaoyi is in danger?" ”

Xiang Si Xian also snorted, "Bastard." ”

They all like Xiao Yi very much, and treat Xiao Yi as their own sister.

Tan Ling said it so mysteriously, they couldn't help but worry.

"A broken sword, what's the danger?" Lu Shaoqing didn't care, "Small scenes, all the fuss, haven't you seen the world?" ”

Before everyone had time to get angry, Jian Yi had already struck.

The white Soul Burial Sword was held in his hand, and an invisible wave spread, and the next moment, everyone felt that the white light was filled in front of them, as if they had entered another world......