Chapter 875 Wind Saint Tianjiao

Dozens of black-clothed warriors came to attack.

There are all strong people in the Tianji realm, and the strongest among them have reached the third or fourth level of Tianji.

The leader is a powerful person at the fifth level of Tianji.

Xiao Yi was not afraid.

In the air, a cold white sword shadow suddenly flashed.

The shadow of the sword fell, and a trace of frost and blood appeared on the throats of these ten warriors.

In Xiao Yi's hand, I don't know when, the Blizzard Sword has turned into the Cold Flame Sword.

The figures of dozens of black-clothed warriors who were attacking quickly froze in place instantly.

The next second, chi…chi…chi…

The ice on his throat dissipated, and a column of blood spurted out.

Dozens of black-robed warriors fell to the ground and died.

In Xiao Yi's perception, there were many warriors in black coming from all directions in the distance.

If the guess is correct, the warriors from Beiyin Palace must have some way to track and sense the death mark on his arm.

Otherwise, when he was in the dangerous volcanic area, it was extremely far away from the dangerous area of ​​mist, and it would be impossible for that group of Beiyin Palace warriors to find him.

It's the same in this vast forest, and the Northern Hidden Palace warriors can feel the breath of the Death Seal more clearly.

Of course, Xiao Yi is not afraid to fight them.

But, there are other things to do now.

Therefore, he did not stop fighting on the spot, but quickly jumped away with Cheng Suyan in his arms.

The reason why he said 'they' instead of 'she' when he was over the forest before.

It was because he not only sensed Cheng Suyan's breath, but also several other familiar breaths.

And now, he was rushing towards the direction of these breaths.

Now, fighting is breaking out everywhere in the entire vast forest.

Throughout the forest, the sounds of fighting and wailing could be heard everywhere; the strong smell of blood floated in the air.

It is not difficult to imagine that the battles taking place everywhere must be extremely fierce.

The appearance of the Beiyin Palace warrior made Xiao Yi frown.

When we were in the foggy and dangerous area, the warriors of Beiyin Palace intercepted the passing geniuses.

Here, they are intercepting the passing geniuses again, and warriors in black appear in groups.

Xiao Yi frowned. Although he didn't know what was going on, an inexplicable sense of crisis was welling up in his heart.

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

The figure quickly leapt down, the speed was astonishingly fast.

A few minutes later, Xiao Yi finally found Li Fengxing by following his breath perception.

Yes, one of the familiar scents belongs to Li Fengxing.

At this moment, Li Fengxing was also fighting fiercely with a black-clothed warrior.

His opponent was a powerful person at the fifth level of Tianji.

Li Fengxing is indeed a strong man trained by the Lord of the Wind Palace since he was a child, and his combat prowess is extremely extraordinary.

However, the fourth-level Tianji cultivation level was so overwhelming that the black-clothed warrior at the fifth-level Tianji was defeated steadily.

However, beside him there was a sixth prince with an eighth-level cultivation level.

The Sixth Prince was fighting with several black-clothed warriors of the first level of Tianji.

No, to be precise, it was Li Fengxing who was protecting the Sixth Prince while fighting multiple black-clothed warriors with his own strength.

If not, Li Fengxing would have ended the battle long ago.

"Boy, you have good fighting ability, but if you protect that oil bottle, you will definitely die." The leader of the fifth level black-clothed warrior of that day sneered.

"How dare you say that this prince is an idiot?" The sixth prince looked extremely ugly.

Li Fengxing's face was stern. While fighting with a gun, he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

"I am the branch master of Fengcha Palace. You are encircling and assassinating me. Aren't you afraid of the wrath of Fengcha Palace?"

"Jie Jie." The leading warrior in black laughed coldly, "Although the Fengcha Palace is one of the eight ancient palaces, its hands and eyes cannot reach the sky, so we are not afraid."

"Besides, you all died today, who knows what's going on here?"

"You..." Li Fengxing's expression changed.

Although he was strong, he and the Sixth Prince were still unable to escape from the trap.

If we continue to fight like this, one against many, our energy will be consumed too quickly.

Once their energy is exhausted, the two of them will be in danger.

At this moment, a cold white sword intent struck straight at him like a thundering giant.

The sword fell, and the warrior in black died immediately.

"Huh?" Li Fengxing's expression changed, and when he saw the person clearly, he was startled again, "Xiao Yi."

"Why are you here? Didn't you leave for the Central Region more than two months ago?"

Xiao Yi chuckled lightly and said, "I would like to ask you why you are here."

"Stop talking nonsense." The Sixth Prince scolded, "My elder brother and the others are still fighting elsewhere. Go and help them."

The chuckle on Xiao Yi's face suddenly turned into indifference, "Why, are you ordering me?"

"Humph, my prince..." The sixth prince looked arrogant and was about to say something.

Li Fengxing scolded, "Shut up."

After saying that, Li Fengxing cupped his hands towards Xiao Yi and said, "Deacon Xiao Yi, I would like to help you this time."

"However, the eldest prince, Yu Feng, Kuanglan Sect Master and others are probably in the same danger now. The situation is not good. I ask for your help."

Li Fengxing is called "deacon".

Xiao Yi is the deacon of Shura Hall.

Li Fengxing is the branch master of Fengcha Palace.

In the Wind Saint region, the relationship between the two temples is quite good.

"Okay." Xiao Yi nodded.

Li Fengxing is the master disciple of the Wind Palace, so Xiao Yi will naturally save him if he can.

As for Xiao Yi, other people have nothing to do with them.

However, since Li Fengxing asked for help in the name of Fengcha Palace, Xiao Yi helped within his ability.

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

The group of people jumped up quickly.

Xiao Yi searched for the scent he sensed, and soon found the eldest prince and others.

At this moment, the eldest prince, Yu Feng, Chu Rou, Kuanglan Sect Master, Qin Hongyi and other five people were also fighting fiercely with a group of black-clothed warriors.

Looking at the battle situation, it is obvious that except for the Kuanglan Sect Leader, a veteran first-level warrior of Tianji Realm, and Chu Rou, the others are no match at all.

The eight talented geniuses who had the quota from the last Fengji Conference, the eight most outstanding geniuses in the Wind Saint region, were actually gathered here at this moment.

Whoosh...the cold white sword shadow flashed past.

The sword fell, and dozens of black-clothed warriors died instantly. The blood marks on their throats were extremely eye-catching.

"Huh?" The eldest prince and others were shocked when they saw the person coming, "Xiao Yi? Why are you here?"

"Xiao Yi, little thief." Qin Hongyi's face turned cold.

"Little thief?" A trace of surprise and a slight joy flashed in Chu Roumei's eyes.

"Stop talking about it now." Li Fengxing said in a deep voice, "It was Deacon Xiao Yi who rescued me and the Sixth Prince just now."

"Now this vast forest is full of these mysterious warriors in black. Let's leave here first."

"Okay." The group nodded.

A group of people flew into the sky and were about to leave.

A transparent barrier suddenly appeared above the forest.

Within the barrier, black energy loomed, which was extremely terrifying.

Bang...the group of people were instantly bounced back to the ground.
To be continued...