Chapter 3573 Golden Sword

Clang…boom…

"Zhanxing." Lin Zifeng shouted and took action instantly.

Xiao Yi glanced at Lin Zifeng and chuckled.

Just about to continue taking action.

In the distance, Baili Hengyun still sneered, "It's just four more ants here to die, what can we do to help?"

Just at this time.

Clang…

The air suddenly turned cold.

Snowing.

The coldness of the snow freezes the earth!

But the snow is black.

laugh…

A piece of black snow fell on Baili Hengyun's shoulder, instantly drawing a bloodstain.

Then, the blood stains continued to flow.

"How is it possible..." Baili Hengyun's expression changed drastically.

A piece of black snowflake fell in front of him. The snowflake disappeared and a figure appeared out of thin air.

A black sharp sword flashed past.

Baili Hengyun only had time to shrink his pupils, and then... his head rolled to the ground!

"Those who offend the palace master will die!"

The secret messengers all around had frightened eyes.

"Hei...Heixue Xia Yiming..."

The three words Xia Yiming obviously have far more intimidating power to hundreds of hidden schools than Ran Qi, Meng Piaopiao and others.

The one who kills without blinking, the one who kills with his sword... Xia Yiming!

"Yi Ming is late, please forgive me the palace master." Xia Yiming was as before, the sword was always fierce and aloof towards outsiders, but when facing Xiao Yi, he was only respectful.

Xiao Yi chuckled.

In the distance behind him, figures appeared one after another.

"I'm late, please forgive me, Palace Master."

The visitors are the envoys from Ice Palace and Ice Storm Sword Pavilion.

Xiao Yi frowned, "Under the king's realm, retreat."

In terms of cultivation, they will not be weaker than the dark envoys here.

But these dark envoys have holy puppets and the power of the underworld, and their combat power is astonishing.

Except for Lu Lingxue and Bingman, the rest of the envoys had no choice but to say "yes" and leap back.

"Zhan." Xiao Yi glanced at the three of them and shouted coldly.

boom…

A flame giant suddenly emerged from Xiao Yi's body.

That is the divine fire vein.

The divine fire vein is a means, even if he doesn't have icebergs and seas of fire, he can still use it.

However, compared to the once huge and astonishing power, now it is only a little more than a thousand feet, which is about the same as my own swordsmanship strength.

With a sword in one hand, he fights all the way; the flame giant, surrounded by eight fires, crushes forward.

On the main line.

Shui Ninghan glanced at Beiyin Wuwei and frowned, "Young Master is about to break through to the next level of cultivation."

"Don't be disturbed until you break through the imperial realm, otherwise all your previous efforts will be wasted."

Shui Ninghan's eyes suddenly turned cold and he glanced around, "Kill all those ants, otherwise, you will die."

The voice fell.

A handprint appeared in Shui Ninghan's hand.

The holy puppets on hundreds of dark envoys suddenly glowed brightly and seemed to shrink a little.

The eyes of all the secret messengers showed a bit of pain at the same time, but their aura instantly increased a bit.

"Master Xiao Yi, don't blame us."

"It is better for you to die than for us to die."

Each one of the secret messengers suddenly looked crazy in their eyes, but perhaps, that was the fear of death.

Compared with the previous containment and siege, the secret envoys no longer held back at all, they went crazy, and they seemed to have become monsters who were not afraid of death.

Xiao Yi cut an attacking secret envoy into pieces with one strike of his sword.

"Useless stuff." Shui Ninghan shouted coldly, "Explode."

boom…

The dismembered Dark Messenger, including the Saint Puppet, immediately exploded.

The power of the Jun Realm's self-destruction is naturally extraordinary, and even Xiao Yi's Divine Fire Giant was shaken by the impact.

"Witch, you..." A secret messenger finally had anger in his eyes.

Shui Ninghan's eyes were cold, "You know my temper, but I want to bury your family, your relatives and friends with you?"

"Of course." Shui Ning smiled coldly, "If Xiao Yi is the one who dies first, you won't have to die, and there won't be many consequences later."

All the secret messengers looked at Xiao Yi with murderous intent.

The siege became increasingly fierce and fearless of death.

After his death, Xiao Yi's divine fire giant was almost completely destroyed by self-destructions.

Xiao Yi frowned.

If this continues, his energy will probably be exhausted first.

Shui Ning smiled coldly, "What if a few more ants can help you? You can't change everything after all."

boom…

At this moment, there was a roar and another self-destruction, and the giant fire giant was instantly blown away.

The aftermath of the explosion even overwhelmed Xiao Yi.

A secret messenger, just like Xiao Yi did before, crossed Yuwei and came straight towards Xiao Yi.

"Not good." Xiao Yi said secretly.

Even if he could kill the incoming Dark Envoy instantly, the self-destruction immediately afterwards would seriously injure him, or in other words, consume more power of the immortal body.

"It would be quite interesting if the majestic Lord of the Eighth Palace was eaten alive." Shui Ninghan sneered.

"Of course, Master Xiao Yi will eventually be remembered by the mainland, but it may be notorious."

"After all, the future history will be written by me and you personally."

"Oh?" A crisp but cold voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"I hate writing, but I'm afraid you, a little girl, are not qualified enough to comment on the history of Xiao Yi."

"How about I add that Xiao Yi, the strongest sword master of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, is well-known in the mainland, so he can kill Xiaoxiao?"

Clang…

In the air, a snow-white sword slashed through the space.

A figure in white clothes slowly walked out.

Whoosh…

Suddenly, a purple stream of light flashed past, passing beside Xiao Yi in an instant, like a wisp of wind, and instantly cut the warrior in front of Xiao Yi into pieces, like a sharp sword.

That purple light seemed to be the sharpest wind in the world.

The light dissipated, revealing a genius with purple wings.

"Feiyang?" Xiao Yi looked surprised.

"Are some ants coming out again?" Shui Ninghan's eyes turned cold, his handprints were knotted, "Explode."

The warriors who were dismembered at this moment, including the holy puppet, exploded instantly.
To be continued...