"You can follow me from now on! My brother will love you very much!"

The scarred man with a fat face stared at Fang Qingzhu lustfully, rubbing his hands back and forth, looking vulgar.

The person who came has a good cultivation level.

After reaching the sixth level of the magical power realm, the whole body emits the yin evil spirit. He is not a good person.

Fang Qingzhu's eyebrows slightly condensed: "Do away!"

"Oh? I'm quite angry. Brother, I like little peppers like you. Come, let me touch you..." The scarred man licked his lips with a scarlet tongue, and his broad palm touched Fang Qingzhu's body.

"Get out!"

Fang Qingzhu's Ziyun Whip suddenly twitched and hit Scarface's hand back.

A blood mark on the back of the hand was particularly dazzling.

Scar's face suddenly sank, and his scarlet tongue licked the blood on the back of his hand, with a hint of madness and ferociousness in his eyes.

Bang!

Scarface walked away and slapped Fang Qingzhu to the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Bitch, how dare you hit me? I want to be gentle if you give me shameless things. Since you are seeking death by yourself, I will force you!"

Niu Dali stood in front of Fang Qingzhu and said in a deep voice: "Brother, what's the ability to bully a woman? If you have the ability, come to me!"

"Which onion are you? You dare to ruin my good things?"

Scar's blood-red eyes stared at Niu Dali with a cold snorted, and the evil spirit blew like the wind, "Get away if you know the truth, otherwise I will throw it down in the magma lake with you!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability!"

"court death!"

Scar's face growled, and the wind blew hard and punched it hard.

Niu Dali snorted coldly and slashed the heavy sword behind him.

Dong!

The wind blew up as the iron fist collided with the heavy sword. Niu Dali groaned and retreated for several meters, and blood from his mouth was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Scarface sneered at him, sarcastically sarcastically: "With this little ability, still thinking about heroes saving the beauty? When I throw you into the magma lake, I will taste the taste of this beauty..."

However……

Just as Scarface was about to take action.

The calm magma lake suddenly blew up and exploded a huge pillar of fire.

Following the second and third paths...

Countless pillars of fire soared into the sky, like a fire dragon coming out of a nest, making the entire magma lake boil. Countless hot magma splashed everywhere, burning and melting the ground when it landed.

An extremely terrifying sword intent aura rushed out from under the magma.

Under the influence of this terrifying sword intent, the entire sword tomb was shining brightly on the sword monuments, and bursts of sword roars came from the sword monuments.

Buzz!

Buzzing...

The sound of sword roars, like a shocking dragon roar, echoed in the huge sword tomb.

Ten thousand swords sounded together!

Swish!

A magma column that was 100 meters high rose into the air. When the fiery red hot magma fell, a young figure covered with blood-colored light appeared in front of everyone. His figure jumped in the air and landed on the ground.

The red light gathered into the blood-red sword in his hand, revealing his true face. It was Xiao Yi who had just jumped into the magma lake!

"Brother Xiao Yi? I knew you were fine!" Fang Qingzhu didn't care about the severe pain on her face and was ecstatic.

Niu Dali was also confused: "Hiss! This guy isn't dead?"

"Damn it, can you survive even if you jump down from the magma lake? Wait, look at the sword in his hand..."

"Is that the fifth-rank Yuan soldier?"

Xiao Yi ignored everyone's exclamations. His eyes fell on the blood-red slap on Fang Qingzhu's face as soon as possible. His eyes suddenly became extremely cold. He flashed and helped Fang Qingzhu up, with suppressed anger and unconcealed heartache in his eyes: "Who did it?"

Niu Dali wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was shocked in his eyes, pointing at Scarface and shouting: "This bastard is beaten!"

Xiao Yi looked at Scarface with cold eyes.

Scar's eyes were glowing, and he didn't take Xiao Yi's cold eyes at all, staring at the blood-colored sword in his hand: "Is this the sword you took from under the magma? Hahaha, I want this sword!"

Swish!

Scarface stretched forward with his palm, and the flying eagle snatched the long sword in Xiao Yi's hand with the force of snatching the rabbit.

"court death!"

Xiao Yi had no expression on his face, but the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed by, and the fiery red sword light swept past and sank into Scarface's body. Scarface's speed suddenly decreased, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, staring at Xiao Yi: "Okay, what a fast sword..."

Puchi!

A blood arrow squirted out.

Scarface's head flew high, and blood like a spring sprayed out from the broken neck.

hiss!

Everyone around was sucking in a cold air.

This Scarface is at the sixth level of the magical power realm, and even Xiao Yi can't bear the sword?

"Then, that sword is a fifth-grade Yuan soldier!"

"That's right, it must be a fifth-grade Yuan soldier. Otherwise, with his cultivation level of the first level of the magical power realm, how could he kill the sixth level of the magical power realm so easily?"

"Give it a quick win!"

A group of strong men stepped forward one after another, and each looked at the sword in Xiao Yi's hand with all his eyes full of heat and greed: "Boy, hand over that famous sword and spare you!"

"If you are stubborn, you and your companions will die!"

There were no less than a hundred strong people surrounding Xiao Yi, and the strongest one was a seventh-level powerful man from the Yan family of the King of the Kings. Yan Ying showed a greed face and stared at the blood-colored sword in Xiao Yi's hand: "I am Yan Ying of the Yan family of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the Kings of the King

Xiao Yi looked at the hundreds of people in front of him with a cold expression, and there were still many strong people around him watching the changes.

Once he is not strong enough to preserve the sword.

The strong people around who were watching would inevitably rush up like hungry wolves.

Fang Qingzhu didn't say a word, holding the Ziyun Whip in his hand, standing beside him.

Niu Dali hesitated for a moment, sighed and stood side by side with him, looking at Xiao Yi with his eyes slanted: "Don't look at me like this, I'm just willing to accept the loss! Since you have been recognized by this famous sword, you will be my brother in the future. How can a younger brother watch you be beaten by a crowd without helping you?"

Even with Fang Qingzhu and Niu strongly helping each other, they will fight against a hundred.

Totally at a disadvantage!

Yan Ying smiled sinisterly and said, "Boy, why don't you present the famous sword to me?"

"There's so much nonsense. The sword is in my hands. If you have the seed, you can take it!" Xiao Yi said coldly.

"court death!"

Yan Ying's eyes sterned, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. He appeared in front of Xiao Yi with a squeak. He held a long sword of a third-grade Yuan soldier. The sword body was filled with silver light, and there were dragon patterns coiled around it: "Listen to the wind and rain in the same building!"

Hurry!

The sword sang like the wind and rain suddenly came, falling straight to Xiao Yi's heart.

Faced with such a tricky sword, Xiao Yi had no expression on his face, and the power of sword intent swept across his body. The power of sword intent was invisible and incredible, but it was extremely terrifying. Yan Ying was shocked by the impact of the sword intent, and he felt that Xiao Yi in front of him turned into a great sword master!

Unrivaled!

"not good……"

It was precisely such a lost spirit that Yan Ying came to his senses, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the breath of death was already covering him.

puff!

A sword passed by.

Yan Ying screamed and was slashed by Xiao Yi from the middle!

The shocking sword intent soared into the sky, and thousands of swords sounded in the entire sword tomb.

Xiao Yiru's king in the sword, stepped on Yan Ying's body, and looked at everyone coldly: "Who else?"
Chapter completed!