"Kill me?"

Xiao Yi shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of contempt, and he raised three fingers, "I won't fight back within three moves. If you can make me take a step back, I will be slaughtered by you."

After three moves, I will not show mercy!”

"Three tricks?

You're simply too arrogant!"

Li Jianyang looked embarrassed and angry.

This is not a provocation, but a humiliation! He is the dignified saint of the Holy Land of the South Heaven. Xiao Yi actually said that he could not take a step back with only three moves?

"Since you insist on seeking death, I will help you!"

Li Jianyang shouted lightly, and countless fire lights gathered on his hands, turning into a flaming sword, "Burn the sky and boil the sea!"

Boom!                                                              

Xiao Yi remained motionless and let the sword fall on his head.

Dong!                                                              �

Xiao Yi was intact: "One move!"

Hiss! All around me are shocked.

Li Jianyang's pupils shrank wildly, and his face was extremely ferocious: "If you take my move again... the angry dragon will be thriving!"

Ang! Nine dragons gathering with flames rose into the sky at the same time.

It condenses into a ball in the void, and the nine dragons condense the sun, circling around each other, gathering into a fiery red vortex.

A hot and hot pillar of fire gushed out from the vortex, instantly enveloped Xiao Yi.

"You should die now, right?"

Li Jianyang gasped.

Stare at the direction of the flames burning.

However...                                                                                                                              �

Xiao Yi looked up at him, and as he opened his mouth, a ball of black smoke spurted out, and he smiled and said, "There is one last move!"

"You, you..." Li Jianyang was completely panicked.

If we talk about the previous attacks, he still has enough energy.

This move just now was a fatal blow.

As a result...                                                             �

Until this moment.

Li Jianyang finally understood why Xiao Yi was not afraid of him at all, and why Zou Shaolong, who had always been above his zeal, regarded him as a VIP. It turned out that Xiao Yi had such terrible strength.

Just think of this.

A stream of regret filled Li Jianyang's heart.

?                                                              �

Always.

The masters in the holy land all have a high opinion of themselves and do not look down on geniuses outside the holy land at all.

As Li Jianyang said before... In their eyes, even the guard dog in front of the Holy Son's Mansion is more noble than the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty.

Because of this, countless masters and geniuses in Nanzhou have sharpened their heads and entered the holy land.

? ? certainly.

Before Xiao Yi, there was indeed no one from Nanzhou who could have a peerless figure who could treat the masters of the Holy Land with unique eyes.

Xiao Yi said impatiently: "There is one last move!

"                                                                                                                               

If you give up now.

In the future, he really couldn't raise his head in the Holy Land of the South!                                                     

"This is what you forced me..." A vicious look flashed through Li Jianyang's eyes, and evil was completely out of his mind.

The scarlet tongue licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty light: "It was just this saint's carelessness before, but now it is this saint's full blow.

If you can block this move, I will be at your disposal!"

"Come here!"

Xiao Yi hooked his finger at him.

Humph! Li Jianyang groaned.

The air is surrounded by waves and the clothes are roaring.

Whoosh! A dazzling ball of light suddenly floated behind his head like a scorching sun.

The sudden strong light made everyone subconsciously close their eyes.

Xiao Yi also felt a blank look in front of him and he had a moment of blindness.

No one noticed... Li Jianyang, who was flying in the air, took out a bottle of red liquid at this time, pushed his palm suddenly, and wiped the blood-red liquid onto the long knife.

Instantly.

The red light on the long sword became even more intense, making the blade exude a charming blood-red color.

"Go to die!"

Hanging his body in front of Xiao Yi, the long sword slashed towards Xiao Yi's neck from top to bottom.

Seeing that the long sword was about to slash Xiao Yi's head.

But at this moment... Xiao Yi, who had been closing his eyes, raised his right hand and locked his palm firmly on the blade.

Dang! A harsh sound of gold and iron hitting makes the scalp numb.

The blade buzzed and trembled.

Xiao Yi remained motionless and looked at Li Jianyang: "Three moves have passed! You lost!"

"Yeah?

That may not be!"

Li Jianyang grinned and showed a cold smile. He deliberately moved forward, lowered his voice, and sneered repeatedly, "I forgot to tell you that the blade was covered with the venom of the bloodthirsty corpse worm. Even if a strong man in the Heavenly Venom realm was contaminated, he would be attacked by the venom, and he would definitely die.

This is the way for this saint to save your life. Xiao Yi, this saint to admit that you are indeed very strong and can force me to use this way of saving your life. You are proud of your death..."                                                                                                       

Li Jianyang reached out and pushed Xiao Yi gently into the chest.

When he wanted to...                                                             

In his mind, he imagined that he would push him gently, causing Xiao Yi to fall from the sky. The strong people around him exclaimed, sighing that he was worthy of being the Holy Son of the Holy Land of the South Heaven. The corners of his mouth rose slightly and his confidence returned.

But... His push seemed to land on a mountain.

Xiao Yi remained motionless.

"Um?"

Li Jianyang was shocked and subconsciously increased his strength, but he still did not push Xiao Yi.

A drop of bean-sweat was rolling down from his forehead. Li Jianyang subconsciously looked up and saw Xiao Yi sneering at the corner of his mouth, and his sarcastic gaze fell on him like a clown: "The dignified Holy Son has fallen to the point of using poison?

It really opened my eyes!"

"You, you, you..." Li Jianyang's eyes were glaring angrily, his eyes full of disbelief.

Suddenly.

Li Jianyang suddenly let go of the long sword in his hand, turned around and ran away, but the moment he turned around, Xiao Yi's figure appeared towards him.

"How could it be so fast?"

Li Jianyang took a breath of cold air.

Xiao Yi's iron fist suddenly magnified in his eyes.

He subconsciously crossed his hands and blocked his body, and said in his heart: "I am definitely not his opponent. As long as I block this move, I will run right away! Run directly to the Domain Lord's Mansion. I don't believe that he dares to chase me unscrupulously in the holy land..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

Li Jianyang's face turned red in an instant, and he couldn't help but scream, and his arms exploded under the punch.

The bones were broken, and the broken bones pierced the flesh and gushed out with blood.

Even his body flew backwards.

Li Jianyang only had one thought in his mind: "It's good to fall like this..."                                                                                                                     

This is simply a dream! How could Xiao Yi let him get what he wants?

Whoosh! Xiao Yi jumped and chased after him in an instant, grabbed Li Jianyang's ankle and pulled it back suddenly.
To be continued...