Lingchi! When these two words appeared above the martial arts field, all the strong men present looked confused.

"What?

Dean Xiao wants to slapp him?

This is Bai Yujing's genius. Is he going to tear off his face with Bai Yujing?"

"Can he be crazy?"

Ye Qingyu, who was frozen on the cross, was also confused. An incredible look appeared on his pale face, and he roared angrily: "Xiao Yi, you, are you really here?

I am a disciple of Bai Yujing. If you dare to hurt me, Bai Yujing will not let you go, you..." Nan Tianao and Qiu Yiyun looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes: "It seems that Xiao Yi is serious!"

Nan Tianao nodded: "There is a good show now."

Qiu Yiyun said gloatingly: "Xiao Yi must have been used to the smooth flow of the weather, and has reached the point of being arrogant.

Not only did he offend us, but now he also wants to break up with Bai Yujing. I see how he ends up!"

In the martial arts field.

Xiao Yi stood in the air, unmoved by the whispers and discussions of the crowd, looked at Ye Qingyu who was roaring hysterically with a blank expression, and said lightly, "Take my brother, this one alone is enough to kill you.

As for Bai Yujing... Today, even if the Heavenly King comes, I don’t want to save you!"

There was a hint of horror in the depths of Ye Qingyu's red eyes. He had already noticed Xiao Yi's fierce murderous intent and shouted: "Xiao, Xiao Yi, as long as you let me go, I promise not to make things difficult for you again.

Me, I..."                                                                                                                             �

As soon as the words fell.

Xiao Yi bounced his fingers and saw a silver dagger attached to the innate power flying out like a butterfly, surrounding Ye Qingyu's side.

Puff!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Pain! Despair! Death... All turned into a heart-wrenching pain, torturing Ye Qingyu.

He made him scream and hysterical wailing: "Xiao Yi, you must die a good death..." "You dare to treat me like this, Bai Yujing will not let you go..." "Xiao Yi, spare your life..." "I will never dare again..." As the dagger cuts off the flesh and blood on his body piece by piece, the biting pain made Ye Qingyu's cry gradually turn from the initial threat to the desperate begging for mercy.

Until the sound became lighter and lighter, until the last knife pierced his heart, Ye Qingyu completely lost his vitality.

Looking at Ye Qingyu, who had almost all his flesh and blood and only had bloody skeletons left.

The entire martial arts venue was silent inside and outside.

Under the warm sun, the breeze blows.

A piece of dust rolled up.

Everyone stood there as if they had been casting a fixed spell, staring at the scene in front of them in amazement.

Gulu! Until the sound of swallowing saliva broke the silence, followed by a hissing sound of gasping and an incredible whisper: "No, I didn't expect that he really dared to do this..." "I would rather provoke King Yan Luo, not Dean Xiao!"

Everyone looked at Xiao Yi with a little more awe.

Of course...                                                              

Ye Heng clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was filled with blood: "This is our master. As long as you dare to hurt us, your master will never let the enemy go!"

"Master is our greatest backer!"

While this stern punishment completely shocked everyone, it also made everyone in Xiaoshanheyuan more united.

Looking at the disciples of Xiaoshanheyuan with glowing eyes, as well as Ling Sanxiao and other disciples who had passed the assessment, their eyes were even more dazzling and energetic than before.

Xiao Yi’s so protective of his shortcomings made them even more grateful that he was a member of Xiaoshanheyuan! On the high platform.

The White-haired Sword Emperor sneered, looked at Qiu Yiyun and the others beside him, and sarcastically said: "Someone just now thinks that the dean cannot save Xiaolin. What else do you have to say now?"

"..." Qiu Yiyun and his two faces turned pale.

The White-haired Sword Emperor sneered and was about to speak, but he heard a cold voice suddenly coming from the sky: "Who is Xiao Yi?

You can't get out quickly to greet me!"

Rumble! The sound rolls like thunder.

It sounded deafeningly between heaven and earth.

Hiss!                                                              

These figures are growing more and more, gathering into a bloody cloud.

The murderous intent, carrying terrible fluctuations of blood and energy, appeared in the blood clouds.

"Who is so bold that he dares to go to my small mountain river courtyard to be presumptuous?

Get out of here!"

Ye Heng's roar suddenly came from the crowd, and his body suddenly jumped up, and a golden light floated and over his body.

Ang!                                                              

?The giant ape stands proudly between heaven and earth.

When you kick your legs, you will be like an arrow leaving the string, rising against the sky.

The huge iron fist surrounded by golden luster, layer by layer, making the whole arm turn into a golden piece.

With a loud bang, the golden fist light hit the blood cloud hard.

Dong!                                                              �

For a moment, gusts of wind were stirred, sand and stones were flying, trees swaying, and uprooting them.

“Is this the holy body of fighting?

Can such a terrible combat power burst out?"

"I don't know what kind of person it is in the blood cloud, but how dare I come to provoke Xiaoshanheyuan at this time?"

Amidst the buzz of discussion.

A sneer suddenly came from the blood cloud in the void: "You dare to use the tricks of the eagle and insects to embarrass you?

Let your master Xiao Yi come to fight me in person!”

As soon as the words fell.

The blood cloud squirmed wildly, turning into an extremely huge hand.

The blood-colored giant hand is like a giant palm covering the sky.

There were even ferocious patterns on the huge palms. Under the countless patterns, they turned into a bloodthirsty demon.

The blood-colored light column slapped hard with the giant palm. With a loud bang, the golden giant ape's magic phase was shattered with a loud bang.

A muffled groan came from Ye Heng's mouth.

The martial arts phase turned into golden light spots all over the sky and sank into the body. Ye Heng screamed and fell down. Countless blood lights gathered wildly in the blood cloud, condensing into a blood-colored spear.

A cold voice came from the blood cloud: "Xiao Yi, watch your disciple die in front of you!"

Swish!                                                             �

It was about to pierce his heart.
Chapter completed!