Chapter 2675 Nine days and nine nights, guarded

There are only the last two days.

He only needs to hold on for nine days and nine nights. Once Princess Yingyue breaks through completely, his mission will be completed.

At the same time, the Holy Sakura Demon Lord opened the blockade of the space connection point, and he could take Princess Yingyue to forcefully break out of the siege and escape from this underworld space.

"Huh." Xiao Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air and shook his palm. Originally holding the sword in his right hand, he shook the Purple Lightning Divine Sword to his left hand.

When he held Zidian in his left hand and continued the fierce battle, his right hand hung down powerlessly as if it had completely completed its 'mission'.

Yes, his right hand could no longer be raised or moved, and it hung down feebly.

He fought fiercely for four consecutive days and four nights without stopping for even a minute. Thousands of swords were struck in one second. One can imagine the pressure his right hand was under.

Not to mention that my mind was tense, having been in such a fierce and dangerous battle situation.

His right hand had long since lost strength and become numb.

During these days of fighting, the hand holding the sword is the most vulnerable and the most injured place.

Although these attacks of spiritual consciousness seem to be nothing and directly attack the spiritual consciousness, in fact, this is a kind of power. Once it explodes, it will be powerful.

His right hand had already been severely injured and looked like it was useless.

Due to numbness and severe injuries, he can no longer even lift his right hand, let alone hold a sword.

Therefore, Zidian can only be handed over to his left hand and the fierce battle continues.

Although Xiao Yi holds the sword in his left hand, Xiao Yi's swordsmanship strength has not been reduced by half.

Time is passing slowly again.

For Xiao Yi, these days are almost like years.

However, no matter how slow it is, time will eventually pass by.

On the eighth day, there is the last day left.

The faces of Xia Chuan and others were filled with extreme horror, "This kid is really a monster."

"According to our judgment, he should have been exhausted yesterday and no longer has the ability to fight."

"But I didn't expect that he managed to hold on for two more days and is still fighting strong to this day."

Gu Lie said coldly, "He has lost one of his right hands."

"Just watch, he won't be able to hold on any longer."

Tang Zhan nodded and smiled grimly.

In the eyes of all of them, Xiao Yi was like an unyielding God of War, which was extremely frightening.

But at this moment, they are also watching the God of War getting weaker and weaker, looking forward to his eventual collapse.

…

Time has come to the ninth day.

Xiao Yi held the sword in his left hand, the shadow of the sword was still constant, and the power of the sword was overwhelming.

However, the lips were numb and dripping with blood.

He couldn't even remember how many times he vomited blood.

All he knew was that he couldn't even tell the difference and didn't have the time to wipe it off.

Gradually, his lips were covered with blood, and even flowed down his chin, which was extremely tragic.

He fought fiercely for nine days.

His sword never stopped, and countless souls died under his sword.

However, the surrounding area is still under constant attack and densely packed.

Between heaven and earth, spiritual consciousness is still like a tide, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

It seemed that Xiao Yi's crazy killings in the past nine days had not depleted that astonishingly huge amount.

Xiao Yi was already extremely tired, but he knew that he still had the last half of the day.

If you hold on any longer, everything will be over soon.

Xia Chuan and the others put back their offensive slightly, and a complex change suddenly appeared on their faces.

"That kid was supposed to lose all his fighting strength on the seventh day and be torn into pieces by us."

"At this moment, I have been able to survive for more than two days."

Tang Zhan said coldly, "If I read it correctly, starting from the seventh day, he has actually been holding on."

"From that moment on, every minute and second that passed was extremely painful."

"For him, every second is probably almost like a year."

Gu Lie sneered, "But that kid still seems to be imagining that he can survive these nine days by himself and escape safely."

Everyone either sneered or laughed ferociously, but their eyes were all fixed on Xiao Yi's still cold and clear eyes.

Although they were spiritual beings, they were not ordinary people.

Of course they can tell what kind of pressure Xiao Yi is under these days.

This kind of pressure is probably better than any torture in the world, and it is going on every second and getting intensified every second.

…

Time is still passing by gradually.

Most of a day later.

Xia Chuan glanced at the sky and said, "At least half an hour is left. This ninth day will be considered over."

There is no day or night in this dark world.

But everyone can still clearly understand the passage of time.

Of course, the same is true for Xiao Yi.

Although he was in extreme pain and was fighting endlessly, he was still aware of the passage of time.

"In half an hour, everything will be over."

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood again.

In fact, he had already reached his limit, and he just held on with just one breath.

It's hard to say how serious his injuries will be after leaving this time.

But with his tired mind, he may need to rest for a long time before he can recover.

…

Time passed slowly again.

Xia Chuan, Gu Lie, Tang Zhan, Han Liang and others stopped attacking at the same time.

Including the spiritual senses of the surrounding palace masters and more than a thousand powerful spiritual senses, they also stopped attacking.

Xia Chuan shook his head, stared at Xiao Yi's body, chuckled, but said nothing.

Gu Lie smiled and said, "Maybe I understand a little bit."

"Those eight old guys are actually willing to risk the disapproval of the world and forcibly violate the most important rules of the Eighth Palace. They all want to appoint this kid as the successor of the Eighth Palace."

Tang Zhan sneered, "If I guess correctly, those eight old guys should be unwilling to let go of this outstanding successor."

"No one is willing to give up, so I can only accept that one person will take over the eight palaces."

Han Liang sneered and said, "Such an outstanding, no, amazing boy, even if I were the chief palace master, I would not let him go."

First Xiao shook his head slightly and said, "The younger generation is to be feared."

"It may be a good thing that such a boy comes out of the Eighth Palace."

Everyone was talking to themselves in a few words.

But everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yi.

To be precise, it was fixed on Xiao Yi's feet.

For nine days and nine nights, there was a fierce battle. He had even reached his limit, but his steps never retreated.

From the moment he started guarding the cherry blossom tree, he never flinched even a step.

Even though his clothes were soaked in blood, even though he was scarred, even though he was exhausted, even though there were many cold attacks, he could clearly avoid them by just taking a step back.

But...he was stunned and didn't retreat.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi looked at the sudden stop of the offensive around him and frowned.

It should be a few minutes before the ninth day is completely over.

"Have you given up?" Xiao Yi smiled, "It seems that the account can be settled."
To be continued...