Chapter 2312 Ice Dragon Storm

"How can it be."

The Hundred-Faced Saint's eyes widened.

"I don't even dare to fight the full force punch of the Holy Lord Wanshi."

"This kid blocked it easily with his sword?"

"The Wind-Destroying Sword." The Wind-Destroying Sword Master slashed out with his sword. The fierce aura lingered on the broadsword, and an invisible and thick wind breath surrounded him.

boom…

There was a roar, like a giant blade across the sky.

A huge chasm was cut directly into the ground, and it was bottomless.

Within the chasm, the ground walls on both sides were extremely smooth, as if they had been smoothed out.

This sword of the Wind-Destroying Sword Master is so terrifying.

"Is he dead?" Zhanfeng Sword Master frowned. Xiao Yi disappeared before the sword.

"Not yet." A few dozen steps away, Xiao Yi was intact and smiled lightly.

"This sword is fierce enough, domineering enough, and fast enough at the same time."

"The power of the sword's cutting, the weight of the storm, the speed of the wind, the force of the wind, the Wind-Severing Sword Master is truly remarkable."

In fact, none of the killers in the Supreme Tower, especially those in the late stages of the Saint Realm or above, are ordinary people.

These secluded warriors who have become famous countless years ago can establish themselves in the secluded world and have their own abilities.

"Escaped?" The Wind-Destroying Sword Master narrowed his eyes and glanced at the Hundred-faced Saint and the Ten Thousand Stones Saint.

"Stop hiding your clumsiness. This kid is not simple. Kill him quickly and with all your strength."

The Wind-Slashing Sword Master, the Ten Thousand Stones Saint, and the Hundred-faced Saint all had expressions of concentration on their faces at the same time.

If just now the three of them thought that Xiao Yi was just a kid with something wrong, someone they could despise and kill with a little effort.

Now, his face was completely solemn, and he regarded Xiao Yi as his enemy on the same level.

When the three killers stared at their prey thoroughly and seriously, it was a fierce battle of life and death.

Of course, this is just what the three of them think.

For Xiao Yi, at least there was not much seriousness in his light expression.

Snapped…

The Holy Lord Ten Thousand Stones suddenly put his hands together, and veins appeared on his bald head, "The land of ten thousand stones."

Kakakakakaka…

A hundred miles away, the mountains collapsed and the earth split apart in an instant.

Huge boulders rose into the sky as if they had lost their own gravity.

The range of hundreds of miles is not big.

It would not be difficult to forcibly destroy it with the strength of a strong person in the late Saint Venerable Realm.

But the Holy Lord Wanshi is now turning all the earth, rocks, and rocks within a hundred miles for his own use.

Not to mention anything else, the terrifying weight alone is frightening to the extreme.

In the distance, Xia Yiming had already picked up Dongfang Wu Yukong and retreated.

He will do his best to fulfill the palace lord's orders.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi looked at the countless boulders floating around him, and his face became slightly serious.

boom…

There was a roar, and the entire earth suddenly sank a hundred meters.

An astonishing gravity suddenly pressed down on Xiao Yi.

"What a powerful combination of earth and rocks." Xiao Yi frowned.

Now within a hundred miles, not only are huge rocks floating and flying, but a terrifying gravity has suddenly been added to them.

"Thousands of people and hundreds of faces." The figure of the Hundred-Faced Saint moved in an instant.

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

Phantoms appeared out of thin air.

Thousands of 'Hundred-faced Saints' sneered ferociously, and the dense and strange phantoms made people shudder.

Thousands of figures, thousands of faces, all the same.

But within a split second, his face kept changing.

Thousands of figures, some holding sword blades, some holding broadswords, some holding daggers, or controlling fire with both hands, each with different methods.

And the most astonishing momentum is bursting out from the Wind-Slashing Sword Master at this moment.

In terms of fighting alone, Zhanfeng Sword Master is definitely the strongest among the three.

There is nothing fancy about that big sword, only the ultimate ferocity and the sharp wind contained in it.

Buzz…

The blade of the sword suddenly buzzed.

The Wind-Destroying Sword Master pointed at Xiao Yi in the air, "With the three of us working together, even the eighth level expert in the Saint Realm will perish."

"You will be lucky to die at the hands of the three of us."

"Try it." Xiao Yi smiled.

boom…

The phantoms of the Hundred-Faced Saint took action instantly.

Different methods, different streams of light, all came at once intensively.

But under the siege of this dense phantom, the most shocking thing is the cold aura contained in it, just like the strangeness when the Hundred-Faced Saint first took action.

Bang…

Xiao Yi raised the sword of ice and snow in his hand, and a large amount of cold air emerged, which was an icy frost and ice storm.

The two waves of cold air collided, and the air froze instantly.

laugh…

In the frozen air, a dagger instantly pierced through Xiao Yi's chest.

"Succeeded." The Hundred-Faced Saint sneered.

"No matter how good your swordsmanship is, you are just a slippery loach."

"Under the overwhelming power of Holy Lord Ten Thousand Stones, your speed has been greatly reduced, and you cannot avoid my attack at all."

"You have no time to be distracted when you are stared at by the wind-cutting sword master."

"This dagger I have is enough to kill you."

"Poisonous?" Xiao Yi glanced at the dagger on his chest and just smiled.

No wonder when the Hundred Faced Saint attacked the twenty Purple Wings before, they were as elite as the Purple Wings and didn't even have a chance to self-destruct.

First, it is the cultivation suppression of the Hundred-faced Saint.

The second thing is the poison on the dagger.

Wow…

Xiao Yi's figure turned into flying snow out of thin air, and the dagger on his chest suddenly fell.

It is the incarnation of ice fantasy.

"Come forward together." Zhanfeng Dao Zun's sword struck violently.

The sword's power has already locked onto Xiao Yi.

Therefore, when the wind and snow condensed Xiao Yi's body again, the fierce sword struck instantly.

Xiao Yi also struck out with his sword, and his figure was knocked back dozens of steps.

As soon as the figure stabilized, a huge boulder came violently from behind.

However, the boulder could not get close to Xiao Yi and was already frozen by the wind and snow.

The three of them frowned. Even after joining forces, they still failed to kill Xiao Yi instantly?

"The ice storm scripture and ice fantasy incarnation rumored in the Ice Palace are indeed powerful."

"But that's all. You can only passively save your life now. I'll see how long you can hold on."

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…
To be continued...