break!

Zheng Shiyi held a magic knife in his hand and stared at the trajectory of the spear falling in front of him. For a moment, there was nothing else in his eyes, only a little cold light from the spear. The soul aura of the Xuanbing King in his body surged out, and the magic knife in his hand stabbed out like a sharp sword, and the sword pierced the tip of the spear.

The next moment, one black and one white, two rays of light collided.

In an instant, a shocking sound came out, and the entire space seemed to explode completely, and bursts of explosions continued to echo in the air.

Under the collision, the aftermath of the strong energy rushed towards the surroundings, the earth shattered and dust flew up all over the sky.

As the smoke and dust flew, a figure flew backwards, and another figure stepped on the ground and retreated backwards. Every step fell, it seemed as if the war drum was being beaten on the battlefield, making muffled sounds.

"puff……"

After Zheng Shiyi flew backwards nearly fifty meters away, he fell heavily to the ground. The dragon Yancao martial soul in his body was beating wildly, repairing the injured wound.

Terrible, really terrible.

This sword of my own reached the strongest blow that he had never seen before because of the magic sword in his hand, but with such a sword, the opponent was just shook back and did not even knock him out!

Then, what is it!

Between the two, smoke and dust were still rising, and in the distance, horn sounds came again, and it seemed that it was much more rapid than before.

Looking back at the distance, the knight opposite suddenly picked up a broken iron spear on the ground and threw it hard towards Zheng Shiyi.

The spear flew out of the air, like a meteor passing through the night sky, passing a perfect arc in the air and shooting rapidly.

This gun seemed to have broken through the barrier of space. A moment ago, the spear was still far away, but in the blink of an eye, the spear appeared in front of Zheng Shiyi.

not good!

In a hurry, Zheng Shiyi quickly raised the magic knife in his hand to protect him. At the same time, bursts of black demonic energy emerged from his body.

Don't understand the demon!

Four black demon dragons lingered around and guarded Zheng Shiyi in the middle.

The next moment, the spear fell down, and a vast force that could swallow up everything, and it instantly pressed down like a giant mountain, and four black spiritual demon dragons shattered instantly.

The spear hit the black magic sword heavily, and the vast power attacked. Zheng Shiyi flew backwards again, and the already broken spear seemed to instantly shatter into powder under the collision.

On the opposite side, the knight seemed very anxious. After throwing out the spear, he didn't even look back, turned around and jumped onto the war horse, and rushed towards the distance.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the knight in the distance and let out a long sigh. The terrifying guy finally left. If it weren't for the sudden sound of horns, he would definitely die!

I don’t know why, but I feel that this knight is different from ordinary humans. It seems that he is not a yasha. His strength is so terrifying. I really don’t know what it is.

There is also this magic sword, and I don’t know what it has to do with the Demon Sect. Why will the combat power of the Killing War Realm explode even stronger when I hold the magic sword?

Since this knife is black ink and there are some faint scales above it, then let’s call it the ink scale knife for the time being. Compared with the purple feather knife, it seems to be more suitable for you.

On the other side, Xiang Bo lay on the ground, with thick black blood flowing in the two blood holes pierced by his body. Looking at the knight who was quickly gone, his tense mind finally relaxed. His eyes turned to Zheng Shiyi's direction, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

The knight left, and the boy opposite had been severely injured just now. Although he was seriously injured and was even worse, he was a prince, and he had better spiritual medicine on his body. His cultivation level was higher, so he would recover faster. He would definitely repair his injuries before that boy.

By that time, it will be the kid's death.

Xiang Bo withdrew his gaze, took out a pill with difficulty and took it, and began to practice with his legs crossed.

Dongdong...

Not long after I started practicing, a sound of footsteps came.

Someone is here? How can anyone find this place? Those who come at this time should not be their own people.

Xiang Bo was shocked at the moment, looked up at him, and the familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"You... how can you stand up...Aren't you injured?" Xiang Bo stood up blankly and pointed his hand at the opposite direction. His eyes were full of panic. He was the prince. The pill in his hand was the most top pill. Now his injuries have not been repaired much. How could this kid's injury recover so quickly!

"That's right, I was injured before, but now my injury has been repaired." Zheng Shiyi showed a strange smile on his face and slowly walked to Xiang Bo.

"What do you want? I am the prince of the current dynasty." Xiang Bo seemed to see a malicious look in the other party's eyes, and a clear look of panic appeared in his eyes.

"What do I want?" Zheng Shiyi showed a strange smile on his face, squatted down, and reached out to touch Xiang Bo's body: "You should have got a lot of good things along the way. Didn't you want to get my things before? Then, it's fair to change me to get your things, right?"

"Boy, if you don't want to die, just take your hand away!" Xiang Bo looked at the palm falling in front of him, and a sharp look appeared on his face.

"Are you ordering me? You think you are the prince, I dare not move? Don't be stupid. There are only you and me here, and you don't have any resistance at all. Do you think you can threaten me?" Zheng Shiyi sneered and reached out to search Xiang Bo.

"You..." Xiang Bo looked at the young man in front of him, feeling very hatred. As a prince of the dynasty, when has he been insulted so much? The boy in front of him, a lowly man, dared to steal his treasure.

Wait... When I leave here, I will definitely cut him into pieces and kill him nine clans!

Zheng Shiyi ignored Xiang Bo's gaze at all, reached out and kept searching, and soon found a Qiankun bag.

As soon as he opened the Qiankun bag, an endless murderous aura surged out. The strong aura made the killing war realm in his body have a tendency to open it on his own.

The treasure must be a treasure related to the Demon Sect, and it should be the treasure of the Demon Sect, otherwise you would not have such a reaction!

The treasures of the Demon Sect are absolutely valuable treasures!

Zheng Shiyi was delighted and grabbed Qiankun bag with murderous aura.

A white bone appeared in his hand. The white bone was only the size of a palm, exuding a murderous aura that made people feel restless when they glanced at it. However, just as the bone was touched, the killing war realm automatically opened almost at this moment.

"Demonic Bone Relic!"

Zheng Shiyi's eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light, and his breathing became thicker without being controlled. The magic bone relic turned out to be a magic bone relic! He practiced the unique skills of the Demon Sect. Just smelling the murderous aura that emerged from it would cause such a big change in his body. If he used it to practice, then...

"If you put down your things, I can do it. It can be done if nothing happened before. In the future, I can make you one of the most powerful people in the dynasty." Xiang Bo looked at the magic bone relics in the hand of the young man in front of him, and his face seemed to twitch slightly due to anger.

But in the current situation, he could not threaten the other party, so he could only endure the anger in his heart and lure the other party.

"Do you think I will believe your words? In order to achieve your goal, the soldiers who fought for the dynasty were killed. People like you are not worthy of living in this world."

Zheng Shiyi's eyes turned cold, and he reached out and grabbed Xiang Bo's neck and broke it hard, breaking Xiang Bo's neck.

"Yeah? No, what kind of aura is there in front? It seems to be the aura of the demon bone relics."

Zheng Shiyi suddenly raised his head and walked forward.

All around were limbs, heads, penetrating hearts, broken weapons, pierced armor, and the ground seemed to have become extremely bright due to the solidification of blood.

Blood-red mist floated in the air. A handsome man stood in the middle of the mist with a halberd in his hand. His clothes were covered in blood, and the word "thunder" was embroidered on his chest.

The fifth disciple of the Tianlei Sect in the fifth sect!

The moment Zheng Shiyi saw the other party, the black magic sword suddenly burst out with the same light behind him. The magic sword jumped gently, revealing a faint excitement.

"A disciple of Xuanming Sect?"

In the red fog, the man suddenly turned his head and looked at the figure opposite him. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. The little Xuanming Sect disciple was able to come to this place. This kid is lucky.

However, his good luck has fallen, and his appearance is the greatest luck for him.

I followed the breath of the demon bone relics all the way to chase this side. I thought I would encounter a difficult opponent and fight for a while, but I didn't expect that I was a small disciple of the Xuanming Sect.

The Xuanming Sect, which ranks last in the top ten sects, is still a kid who looks much younger than himself. What is the difference between taking a magic bone relics from him and picking them up for free?

"I am Lin Yongfei, a disciple of Tianlei Sect." The man showed a sense of arrogance from the bottom of his bones on his face. He pointed his finger at the opposite direction, and shouted as if he was ordered: "You guy from Xuanming Sect now you have two choices. First, put down the magic bone relics, and I will keep you all the corpse. Second, you will know what life is worse than death!"

Demon bone relics, this person also has demon bone relics!

Zheng Shiyi did not speak, but raised his legs and kicked his body on the ground and rushed out suddenly. Since the other party wanted to make his demon bone relic and the other party also had the demon bone relic in his hand, what else can I say? Just do it directly.

"The little Xuanming disciple still wants to do something. It seems that you really want to know the feeling of life being worse than death." Lin Yongfei showed a deep sneer on his face. He flipped his wrist slightly, and the long halberd turned upwards, lifted it into the air. He just wanted to slash down, but a look of horror suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This is... the breath of the unity realm. This kid is like himself, in the early stage of the unity realm!

Such a young boy is actually an existence in the unity realm. How could he be a disciple of the Xuanming Sect?
Chapter completed!