Chapter 1238 Blood Blade Slash

Far away, within the melee range.

Fang Muxue walked rampantly, and wherever he passed, blood mist drifted.

The warriors of the Qin family and the warriors of the Northern Yin Sect, no one can stand against her under her sword.

However, if you look at it more realistically, Fang Muxue is obviously shocked.

She held the sword in her hand to kill the enemy. It would be better to say that the sword in her hand attracted her palm, making her unable to control herself.

"Smelly girl, you are looking for death."

At this time, a deacon of the Qin family shouted loudly and took action instantly.

The deacon of the Qin family is at the peak of the Saint King Realm. With one palm strike, his power is astonishing.

However, tsk…

When he attacked Fang Muxue's house, a cold white blood light cut him into pieces, and blood spattered.

"Ah." Fang Muxue exclaimed, her beauty already pale.

At this time, another figure quickly moved towards Fang Muxue.

"What a weird sword." The figure looked shocked, "But the sword is strong, but you are too weak."

The one who took action was the deacon of Beiyin Sect, whose cultivation level had definitely reached the Holy Emperor realm.

Fang Muxue held the sword and quickly killed the Qin family warriors and Beiyin Sect warriors.

How could the strong men of Beiyin Sect let it go?

The figure struck quickly, and Fang Muxue couldn't even control the sword in her hand to block it, but the sword in her hand automatically parried.

Clang…

The sword in Fang Muxue's hand was blown away by a palm this time.

Indeed, although the sword is strong, Fang Muxue's cultivation level is too low, how can he be the opponent of a strong person in the Holy Emperor Realm.

Just at this moment, a figure flashed over.

When the Northern Yin Sect warrior struck Fang Muxue with a powerful palm, he blocked it with his sword.

Clang…

There was another crisp sword cry, but this time it was not that the sword was blown away, but that the deacon of the Beiyin Sect was struck by a sword.

"Master Xiao Yi." Fang Muxue's face lit up when she saw the person coming.

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Are you holding a sword, or are you holding a sword against a person?"

When Fang Muxue heard this, she smiled awkwardly and turned slightly red.

I don't know when, Xiao Yi has taken back the Leng Yan Sword from Fang Muxue.

The Leng Yan Sword, which originally exuded blood and harvested lives like crazy, was extremely quiet in Xiao Yi's hands.

Xiao Yi glanced at Leng Yan Sword, and the blood on the sword was already rich and overwhelming.

It is not difficult to imagine how many people were killed by the Leng Yan Sword just now in Fang Muxue's hands.'

No wonder Fang Muxue was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Ah, Young Master Xiao Yi, be careful." Fang Muxue reacted and exclaimed. You must know that there is a strong Beiyin Sect in the Holy Emperor Realm in front of her.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled faintly and ignored it.

Fang Muxue looked more clearly. The strong man from the Northern Yin Sect in front of him had a ferocious sword mark on his chest.

Within the sword mark, blood gurgled.

As for this strong man from the Northern Yin Sect, his eyes were lifeless and his body was lifeless.

"Dead?" Fang Muxue was shocked, "So strong, is this the true strength of Mr. Xiao Yi?"

Xiao Yi, who was holding the Leng Yan Sword, could kill a Saint Emperor Realm instantly with one sword, but it was extremely easy.

"Exit the fighting range." Xiao Yi said, "This melee should be over."

"Huh?" Fang Muxue looked surprised.

Xiao Yi did not answer, but looked at the battle around him.

The real fierce battle was between the three family heads and the elder of the Beiyin Sect.

Patriarch Fang and Patriarch Gu were powerful opponents of Patriarch Qin and the elders of Beiyin Sect.

The cultivation of the four people is at the same level.

However, the elders of Beiyin Sect obviously have stronger methods.

Therefore, Patriarch Fang and Patriarch Gu were completely at a disadvantage.

The same goes for the rest of the warriors of the Gu family. Originally, the number of warriors from the two families was much larger than that of the Qin family.

However, the addition of Beiyin Sect warriors instantly left the two warriors with little power to resist.

However, what really determines the direction of the battle is the battle between the three family heads and the elders of the Beiyin Sect.

"Huh." Xiao Yi breathed out lightly, and the injuries in his body had healed.

What that woman did just now was truly astonishing.

Just by pulling him, his injury was healed unknowingly.

Xiao Yi shook his head and looked at Leng Yanjian instead of thinking again.

"I ignored you for a while, but what happened?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Clang…

On Leng Yan's sword, the sword trembled and made a clanging sound.

Xiao Yi knew what the sword spirit meant, which meant that he flicked the sword when he handed it to Fang Muxue.

At that time, Xiao Yi meant to help protect Fang Muxue.

But in Sword Spirit's understanding, it was allowed by Xiao Yi to absorb blood.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "You want to suck it so much, this time, I will let you suck it all."

Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold and he drew out his sword.

call…

In an instant, the entire city lord's palace was filled with spiritual energy, and the aura was raging and violent.

Wisps of blood continued to shoot out from the surrounding corpses.

The surging blood came from all directions with Leng Yan Sword as the center.

Within a moment, the blood gathered around Xiao Yi was like a stream of blood.

The blood flow is still growing.

"Huh?" The sudden change instantly attracted the attention of the three family heads and the elders of Beiyin Sect.

"What does that kid want to do?" Patriarch Qin frowned.

"What an amazing momentum." The head of the Fang family looked shocked.

"Continuously absorbing blood energy, the momentum is soaring rapidly, which is not good." The expression of the elder of Beiyin Sect suddenly changed, "Quickly, kill that kid."

"Yes." The surrounding Beiyin Sect warriors responded.

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

One after another, figures violently attacked Xiao Yi.

"Ha." Xiao Yi sneered, unmoved.

The next second, bang...bang...bang...

Flowers of blood exploded out of thin air, and clouds of blood mist were extremely poignant.

The warriors from the Northern Yin Sect who attacked turned into blood mist.

Only a few deacons of the Beiyin Sect in the Holy Emperor realm could barely support it.

"No, don't come near this kid again." A Beiyin Sect deacon exclaimed.

It can be clearly seen that his face has become extremely ugly, veins are looming on his body, and it seems that blood is about to burst out.

"Explosion." Xiao Yi shouted lowly.

Bang...bang...bang...

There was another explosion, and each of the Northern Yin Sect warriors turned into blood mist.

At this time, the blood surrounding Leng Yanjian was already like a river of blood, surging to the extreme.

"It's my turn too." Xiao Yi sneered.
To be continued...