Chapter 208: The Limit of the Routine

The Three Sons seem to be playing a game of negation of negation.

Originally, Xu Yi came into his sight for the first time, and he also suspected that Xu Yi was the person from the Heavenly God Temple because of Xu Yi's brilliant beauty, rapid progress, and unique fighting methods.

But in the end, after Xu Yi's conscious washing, his thinking inevitably tended to entangle all kinds of rationality, and decided that Xu Yi could not return from the sealed Heavenly God Temple world, so he no longer studied Xu Yi's identity, and only wanted to destroy this rising star who had no respect for the Holy Court.

How do you know, the Sealing Ice Sect went out, there was no news, and the Dan corpse was gone, and after a long time, I heard that this person appeared again, and the first thing he did was to conflict with the Holy Court.

In the hearts of the Three Holy Sons, Xu Yi has already been put on the book of life and death, but because of the identity of the other party and his own identity, he can't be too blatant.

As for Xu Yi's cultivation, what seven thousand swords, what defense is invincible, he doesn't care at all, those are just children's tricks, nothing is it, today's three holy sons are no longer yesterday's three holy sons.

Therefore, after receiving the news from Kong Zhang, he was not very excited, what he wanted was to solve Xu Yi secretly, and rushed over so brightly, in addition to playing the role of Corporal Lixian, his chest is like a sea, what else can he do?

Unexpectedly, the news came changed again, and the surname Wang actually used the building as a book, and the sword as a pen, carved an appointment book in the Phoenix Building, and asked him to meet in Yanliujiang for a while.

Now, he couldn't refuse.

The battle of Phoenix Tower, Xu Yi's attack, earth-shattering, more than 20 Zifu Mansion monarchs flying in the air, it can be said that in recent years, the most dazzling battle in Shenghui City, caused a great sensation.

At that time, the sword qi that Xu Yi tossed out was really terrifying, and the strength of the attack was beyond imagination, and Kong Zhang and the Purple Mansion Monarchs were so desolate, this kind of excitement was not something that everyone blatantly came to see.

I don't dare to look blatantly, but there are many people who are hidden in the shadows and watching, and there are gods and thoughts, but in fact, they are not much weaker than their eyes.

Therefore, the battle situation of that battle was almost transparent to the eyes of the entire Shenghui City monks.

In other words, the face of the inner court and even the Holy Court represented by Kong Zhang was completely lost in the entire Shenghui City.

In this context, Xu Yi made a sword inscription and asked him to meet, although he didn't say anything about the fight, but I am afraid that the people of the whole Shenghui City automatically regarded it as Wang Qianqiu After sweeping away Kong Zhang and the others, he then challenged the first person in the descendants of the Three Holy Sons, the Holy Clan.

Interpreting the whole incident in this way, the Three Holy Sons knew that they had no way to avoid it, and the opponent was still as cunning as usual, letting you know that he had laid a trap, and you had to cooperate obediently.

It's not a good feeling, it's very bad.

However, the Three Holy Sons are convinced that in the face of absolute strength, all pretenses are in vain.

The weather is fine, the three holy sons are coming on the waves, the smoke and willow river are smoky, and there is some vast taste, the river willows are still around, the flowers and plants are green, between heaven and earth, there are only two of them, but the divine thoughts of the two can easily know that in the city wall three hundred zhang away to the west, there are tens of thousands of divine thoughts, which are sweeping towards this area.

"Brother Wang, why did you ask me to come, do you want to fight with Kong Mou?"

The Three Holy Sons got straight to the point and shouted loudly.

He knows very well that if he doesn't break some words, this guy won't break them, and if he doesn't break them, wouldn't he give up the initiative of fighting or not fighting.

After studying Wang Qianqiu's style of acting, the Three Holy Sons knew very well that this person would take advantage of the other party's demeanor, play a scoundrel, and act as a villain for this person.

Xu Yidao, "To fight or not to fight, is it important?"

Inexplicable, simply inexplicable, the Three Holy Sons really don't know how to respond.

"War is one word, no war is two words, one and two, two and one, I don't know if Brother Confucius can teach me?"

Xu Yi asked solemnly with a serious face.

"This, this...... I'm afraid it doesn't mean anything. ”

The Third Holy Son was very dissatisfied with Xu Yi's way of speaking, and at the same time, he was faintly ashamed that he couldn't hear one or two connotations of this sharp edge.

Just when he was contemplating his eyebrows, there was a huge explosion, and the entire Yanliujiang River was empty, revealing the silt, and the city wall, which was three hundred zhang away, was actually spawned by a huge shock wave, which shattered the magic circle attached to the wall in one fell swoop, and the entire section of the city wall for more than ten miles collapsed.

The earth-shattering explosion set off a monstrous water curtain, and through the huge water curtain, a dark and heavy shadow broke out of the curtain, blasting out hundreds of punches in an instant, and then, a light and shadow flowed out, running more and more urgently, and disappeared in an instant.

The huge water curtain fell, the whole Yanliu River was completely eroded, and the old view was no longer restored, and it was scattered and cracked and diverted, and the river level was actually lowered by 30%.

The tumbling river was about to return to calm, and with a surge, a tattered and cracked corpse turned up the river.

Suddenly, the corpse stood up, looked up to the sky and roared, the surface of the Yanliu River was suddenly frozen, and countless ice blades and frost swords sprayed into the sky, blowing up the sky full of smoke and dust.

"Wow......"

The corpse vomited a mouthful of blood, but he saw that his body was cracked, and even his face was cracked.

At this moment, the description of the Three Holy Sons was extremely bleak, and the whole person was extremely desolate, but the more than 100,000 monks hidden behind the collapsed city wall, no one dared to look at the jokes of the Three Holy Sons.

Everyone felt a kind of killing intent, a kind of cold killing intent that dominated this world, and it seemed that whoever dared to move the slightest disrespectful thought would be immediately twisted into pieces by this terrifying killing intent.

"Zhen Dan, it's really Zhen Dan!"

I don't know how many people are shouting in their hearts.

The Holy Clan produced another True Pill, and the Three Holy Sons were promoted to True Dan before they were established, which was really an earth-shattering event in the Holy Court.

However, there seems to be a wall pressed against anyone's heart, a heavy wall.

The Three Holy Sons are already true Dan, how can they still lose, the surname Wang is really not worth the yuan.

The whole world knows it.

Without ordering the yuan, he defeated the True Dan, and Wang Qianqiu's name was finally about to shake the entire Holy Court.

On the contrary, at this moment, Xu Yi did not have the slightest awareness of the world's name, he desperately urged the angry wind talisman, every time it was three talismans, relying on the superimposed talisman power, desperately flying away.

Of course, he was happy in his heart, but this stall was really careless.

Who would have thought that the yin and yang hypocrite would be promoted to the true pill.

The horror of Zhen Dan, Xu Yi knew that although he had the upper hand, if he was not careful, the situation would have to collapse completely.

In fact, at the beginning of the appearance of the Three Holy Sons, Xu Yi regretted it in his heart, this damn guy, who has improved faster than himself, has crossed a big moat.

He forced the Three Holy Sons to come, of course, to take revenge, to be precise, to vent his anger first, after all, everyone was watching, and it was inconvenient for him to take the lives of the Three Holy Sons.