"Are people from the martial clan advocate martial arts, but they bully the weak so much?"

Xiao Yi's voice suddenly came from the void, and his figure also appeared between Zhao Heng and Fang Qingyun in an instant.

Put your hands behind you.

He looked at Zhao Heng with all his eyes, without any fear.

The two of them had the eyes of the two collided in the void as if they were actually colliding between the void, and crackling sounds burst out. The terrifying momentum collided to form a terrifying whirlwind. The dust and gravel on the ground kept trembling and jumping, and then burst out one after another, turning into flying dust in the sky.

In this area, a vacuum area is revealed.

??       Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Yi, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Xiao Yi felt the power of palpitations.

This kind of power is definitely not weaker than him, even above him, which makes Zhao Heng dare not take action easily.

"you guess!"

Xiao Yi glanced at him and turned around to help Fang Qingyun up.

Although Fang Qingyun is also a strong man in the Saint Venerable Realm, the strong man in the Tiance clan is best at calculating, and he is even almost the same as ordinary human races in the same realm in terms of fighting.

Zhao Heng is not only a master of Heng, but also a strong martial artist born for the battle.

Fang Qingyun is naturally not his opponent.

After the fight just now... Fang Qingyun was almost interrupted by Zhao Heng's foundation in martial arts! Xiao Yi said that Zhao Heng was bullying the weak, so he was not wrong! "Senior, are you okay?"

Xiao Yi asked.

Fang Qingyun shook his head, with a hint of confusion on his pale face, and asked, "Young man, you are..." Xiao Yi said, "My younger generation Xiao Yi, are good friends with Fang Tianmiao!"

This sentence.

Fang Qingyun's vigilance and defense towards Xiao Yi was three points. Naturally, he also sensed the powerful force on Xiao Yi, and knew that Xiao Yi's strength was far above him, so there was no need to deceive him at all.

Fang Qingyun said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yi, you must be careful, this Zhao Heng is not easy to deal with..."                                                                                                                 

Xiao Yi smiled, and this was when he turned around and looked at Zhao Heng, who had a blue face because of Xiao Yi's ignorance. He hooked his finger at him, "Everyone in the world says that the Martial Clan is a natural fighting nation, so let me see how strong your fighting nation is!"

"As you wish!"

Zhao Heng sneered, and the golden light above his body was indefinitely sucking and spitting.

Golden light flows like water waves on the surface of the body and opens.

Zhao Heng looked like a statue made of gold, and his muscle lines were clear and clear, and every operation emitted terrifying energy fluctuations.

Surrounded by a golden light.

Zhao Heng appeared in front of Xiao Yi in an instant.

In every move.

The fists were like a glorious sun, and they suddenly fell down.

It was like two dazzling suns captured between his palms. It was smashed wildly and made a loud buzzing sound, heading straight for Xiao Yi's head.

The destructive power contained on the fist seemed to be able to shatter the stars billions of miles away.

Facing Zhao Heng's two iron fists like the scorching sun that fell on his head, Xiao Yi raised his hands expressionlessly and grabbed the two iron fists.

This scene almost made Zhao Heng laugh out loud: "Idiot, I am following Heng's way of refining his body, and his body is as strong as a holy soldier.

You actually tried to withstand my attack with bare hands?

You're simply overestimating your ability, die for me!"

"Oh no, Xiao Yi underestimated the enemy too much..." Fang Qingyun's pale face showed deep worries and exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Heng took action without any mercy. With Zhao Heng's cultivation level of 1,200 steps, activates the power of heaven and earth to explode such an attack. In his opinion, Xiao Yi could never bear it! But the next moment... The worry on Fang Qingyun's face turned into a hint of horror and incredible shock.

The same expression also appeared on Zhao Heng's face.

I saw that the magnificent destructive fists, like the scorching sun, were captured and unable to move under Xiao Yi's seemingly weak hands.

Even if Zhao Heng tried his best, he could not break free from Xiao Yi's hands.

"Save me away..." Zhao Heng showed a ferocious look on his face and let out a low roar.

"As you wish!"

Xiao Yi's mouth raised slightly, and he returned what Zhao Heng said to him a moment ago.

Almost at the same time, the power of heaven and earth in Xiao Yi's body surged wildly like a dam breaking, and kicked Zhao Heng's lower abdomen with a muffled sound.

There was a thunderous sound of gold and iron intertwining.

Zhao Heng's face turned pale, but he sneered repeatedly: "Idiot, I said, I am the saint of Heng's Way of Refining, and I am invincible in defense.

You can't..."                                                                                                                             

Zhao Heng's face changed suddenly.

A sea of ​​anger churned in his body, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

"How is that possible?"

Zhao Heng was covered in blood, but he looked confused.

Since he became a saint, even an existence with stronger cultivation than him will find it difficult to break through his defense.

Xiao Yi, who he never took seriously, actually broke his defense?

He vomited blood with one kick?

Xiao Yi sneered: "Who gives you the courage to think that he is invincible in defense?"

"Impossible..." Zhao Heng looked confused.

But Xiao Yi stopped talking and took action again.

Bang bang bang!                                                                                                                            

Flying kicks and kicks.

He used the simplest attack, but every attack contained the surging and vast power of heaven and earth.

In addition, his power of heaven and earth is purified by the Sacrificial Tree, and it is much more powerful than the power of heaven and earth mastered by the normal saint.

Under the crazy attack.

Zhao Heng was like a sandbag, constantly suffering heavy blows that could not be withstood by his realm.

Wow!                                                              

The powerful martial artists around were stunned and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

It's really unimaginable... How did Zhao Heng, who has always been known for his invincible defense in their eyes, fall into this situation?

At the same time, they looked at Xiao Yi with a little more fear and fear.

"Bastard..." Zhao Heng's face was unkempt, his hair was disheveled, his mouth was covered in blood, his face was covered in ferociousness and madness, and he roared hysterically, "Little bastard, what if you can break my defense?

If you can't kill me, the powerful people in the Saint Venerable Realm are placed in the way of heaven. You can't kill me..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Xiao Yi snorted coldly: "I can't kill you now, but I can suppress you here.

Aren't you going to destroy the Tiance clan's vein?

I will refine you into the heart of the formation and let you protect the Tiance clan's veins for generations!"

"What?"

Zhao Heng's face changed drastically.

Refining him into the heart of the formation?

Protecting the Tiance clan's vein?

He was ordered to destroy the Tiance clan. If he really turned into a formation heart to protect the Tiance clan, he would have become a sinner of the martial clan! “No, you can’t do this, no…” Zhao Heng’s face turned blue and white. He didn’t dare to stay here anymore, so he wanted to tear the void and escape.

However, how could Xiao Yi let him leave as he wished?

He looked into the room with his hands.

The Investiture Tree emerged behind him.

Hurry! Hurry up! Hurry up like a giant dragon, it soared into the sky, entangling Zhao Heng's body.

"No..." Zhao Heng looked desperate.

Xiao Yi had no expression on his face, and his palm was roaring towards the Zhaixing Peak, "Give it to me!"

Boom! Countless vines from the Fengshen Tree jumped out crazily.

He smashed Zhao Heng into Zhaixing Peak with a loud bang. At the same time, vines turned into sharp swords, piercing through Zhao Heng's body with a squeak, nailing him to Zhaixing Peak.

At the same time, one formation stone after another shot out.

The entire Zhaixing Peak was arranged into a powerful magic circle.

The formation communicates with the world, with Zhaixing Peak as the basis of the formation and Zhao Heng, a powerful Saint Realm, as the formation heart.

When the formation is running.

The entire Zhaixing Peak was shrouded under an extremely terrifying formation.

Even if the Saint Lord comes in person, unless he has the method of entering the formation, he will be unable to get close to the Zhaixing Peak... Seeing Xiao Yi, who casually suppressed Zhao Heng and even refined him into a magical ray of formations.

Around Zhaixing Peak.
Chapter completed!