"Who are you?"

Xiao Yi's words made the face of the Black Cloud Saint Lord suddenly turn ashen.

Smiling in anger.

The murderous aura caused the surrounding temperature to drop by more than ten degrees, and the ground condensed into a layer of frost.

who is he?

He is the deputy leader of the Changsheng Sect, Saint Heiyun, and a powerful man in the dignified Saint Venerable Realm! Saint Heiyun has long forgotten that the person who dared to talk to him like this last time is a little taller in the grave grass now, let alone Xiao Yi has not yet survived a complete holy tribulation, and is not considered a real Saint Venerable Realm.

Even if Xiao Yi really entered the realm of the Saint.

In the eyes of the Heiyun Saint, he is just a younger generation who has just become a Saint! A younger generation dares to talk to him like this.

How can the Black Cloud Saint Lord tolerate it?

"Xiao Yi, you are so crazy.

The Black Cloud Saint Lord is here, how dare you act violently?

You don’t take the Holy Lord seriously at all!”

Chen Longxiang hid behind the Black Cloud Saint Lord, adding fuel to the fire and provocatively.

The face of the Black Cloud Saint Lord looked even more ugly, and he said coldly: "I will let you know what the Saint Lord is!"

Boom! A shocking sound suddenly came from the void.

In the every move of the Black Cloud Saint, endless black energy gathered together like a storm in an instant, forming a dark hand covering the sky.

This palm is like a towering mountain, and it seems to suppress the heavens.

It suddenly fell from above the sky.

Just one strike at any time has such a terrible power, which makes the strong people around them flee and flee, still in shock: "What a terrible power, is this the method of the Holy Lord?"

"Xiao Yi has not yet truly overcome the inner demon tribulation and has not yet mastered the complete power of heaven and earth. He is definitely not an opponent of the Black Cloud Saint Lord!"

"With this palm, Xiao Yi will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die!"

Chen Longxiang, hiding behind the Saint of Black Cloud, sneered with a smug look on her face: "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, I have to admit... Even in ancient times, your talent was enough to be called shocking.

But you are too crazy and arrogant, and you can't escape a dead end, haha..." Xiao Lin's eyes were about to break, and he closed his eyes in despair: "Boss..." "Brother Xiao Yi..." Fang Qingzhu's face was full of tears and her face was desperate.

However... Faced with the sudden attack of the Black Cloud Saint Ancestor, Xiao Yi, who was the first to bear the brunt, was still expressionless. The black demonic energy was soaked in the sky, and his dark eyes were sucking and sucking and sucking black light: "So what about the Saint?

Those who block my way, kill!"

Buzz!                                                                                                                              

The Yuan soldiers' sword that belonged to the Eastern Qinglong burst out and shot from the air, falling into his palm.

Hold the hilt of the sword with one hand.

The sword body buzzed and trembled, making a sound of sword roars.

This sword is Dongfang Qinglong's natal Yuan soldier. Even though Dongfang Qinglong is dead at this moment, the Yuan soldier is still extremely repulsive to Xiao Yi, the murderer who killed their director.

"Give it to me!"

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, and the demonic energy around him moved, like a series of spiritual snakes hovering above the sword body.

The black demonic energy merged into the sword body.

It turns into mysterious black sword patterns.

Sword pattern condenses.

The sword finally stopped resisting, and all of this was suppressing the spirituality in the sword in an instant. Xiao Yi held the sword and burst out with a powerful and terrifying sword technique: "Reincarnation Sword Technique..." Asura Dao.

Hungry ghost realm.

The beast path... Xiao Yi's hand "Reincarnation Sword Classic" has been at its peak.

For a moment.

A sword vortex formed by the surging sword energy appeared in the void. There are seven styles in the reincarnation sword scripture. Except for the last one, the six styles, all of which are floating in the void.

Each posture represents a way of reincarnation.

The surging sword intent.

Plus this is the top sword technique from the Heavenly Sword Realm.

The unprecedented sense of threat made the Saint Lord Black Cloud frightened. He had never seen such a mysterious sword technique before, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "The mysterious sword technique... but in the face of absolute power, all moves are false..."                                                                                                   

The green-faced and fanged ghost face poked out from the Asura path.

A group of ferocious evil spirits swarmed from the hungry ghost realm... But these attacks were cracked and opened under the hands of the sky.

The sound of thundering was endless, and the sword energy shattered, and the loud noise of the earth shaking wildly, echoing between the heaven and earth.

When the two terrifying energy dissipated.

Everyone saw the Black Cloud Saint standing proudly between heaven and earth, but Xiao Yi disappeared.

"Um?"

"Where is Xiao Yiren?

Why is it missing?

Could it be that I was afraid of death by the palm just now?”

"Even if you are slapped to death, at least one body can be left?"

Everyone was wondering.

However, the face of the Black Cloud Saint changed suddenly, and suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Longxiang: "Be careful!"

"ah?"

Chen Longxiang was shocked.

He could instinctively think of dodging the side, because just as the Black Cloud Saint Lord spoke, he felt the breath of death appear behind him.

Just...                                                              �

Behind him was Xiao Yi's cold voice: "I want to leave now?

It's too late!"

"No..." Chen Longxiang trembled all over, and his heart stopped beating at this moment.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw a black demonic energy slowly emerging behind me.

What accompanied it...                                                             �

The sword light was like a pillar, and the whole body was filled with brilliant golden light. There was a whirlpool formed by thousands of sharp sword energy inside. In the process, it kept turning, like billions of serrated teeth biting the prey wildly.

The sword beam swept past, completely covering Chen Longxiang.

The power of the gods.

Demonic energy.

The sword light...                                                             �

Rumble! The roar of swordsmanship spreads across the world.

It can be seen from the naked eye that Chen Longxiang's body was cut open and then ground into flesh and blood powder, and finally evaporated and dissipated into the void.

Really invincible! Even his soul... even his life is unable to escape from heaven and completely disappear from this world.

Hiss! The sound of gasping in the sky and the earth sounded, and the eyes of Xiao Yi were all filled with fear and fear: "Okay, what a terrible Xiao Yi, in front of the Black Cloud Saint Lord, he could even kill Chen Longxiang so strongly!"

"Even though he has never completely survived the Holy Tribulation, his strength should be no less than that of the Holy Lord, right?"

"The first person in the younger generation in the Qingtian Realm deserves it!"
Chapter completed!