Soul Emperor Martial God
Chapter 1085: Qinglin Fierce Battle

Chapter 1085: Qinglin Fierce Battle

Chi... Chi... Chi...

The icy sword light constantly flickered at the edge of the high-altitude formation barrier.

Every flash of sword light must be the death of a large mountain villa warrior.

These ordinary villa warriors, even if they can draw on the power of a large black poison array, are not Xiao Yi's enemy.

In the distance, the deputy owner and the elders were already furious and furious.

But Qing Lin in front of them made them helpless.

Qinglin was actually his own power, forcibly shaking the powerhouses of the villa, without losing the wind.

Chi... Chi... Chi...

The continual flashing of sword lights and the continual death of the village disciples made the powerful people more anxious.

"Trash, a bunch of trash."

"All the disciples of my Black Poison Villa are no match for a celestial peak hairy boy?"

The deputy owner yelled angrily and slammed Qing Lin with a palm.

Qing Lin sneered and blasted out a punch.

The palms wrapped in cyan scales were hard and powerful.

With a punch, the deputy owner was blasted back ten steps.

The rest of the elders were constantly injured in the invisible claws, and their bodies were dripping with blood.

Although the deputy owner was extremely frightened, he knew that the two young men in front of him were very ordinary people.

The two are young, but they are well-deserved enchanting evildoers, and their combat power is amazing. The ordinary warriors of the villa are not opponents at all.

Fighting is constantly erupting.

In one minute, Qinglin had already fought against the strong players in the villa for an unknown number of rounds.

On Xiao Yi's side, he had already killed more than half of the warriors in the villa.

Those disciples who were on the edge of the formation barrier and maintained the formation, originally grinning, had already turned into panic at this moment.

That sharp and icy sword looked like the butcher knife above their heads.

The young man with a handsome face, the floating figure that kept flashing, seemed anxious for a bloodthirsty demon.

"Two stinky boys, the old man killed you." The deputy owner was already angry, and his momentum exploded to the peak.

Boom...The deputy owner blasted out with a palm.

With the palm out, the sky is full of darkness, raging across the sky.

The terrifying black air, like a long black river, is extremely poisonous.

Qing Lin's face changed, and he forcibly blocked it.

With both hands out, invisible claws, with an aura of annihilation, forcibly tore these black rivers apart.

However, his footsteps were shaken back ten steps.

"Not good." Qing Lin exclaimed abruptly, "Xiao Yi, this old guy is crazy, he is trying to forcefully increase his strength at all costs."

"I can only hold it for another minute at most."

In the distance, Xiao Yi stopped the sword slightly, and drops of blood continued to fall on the blade.

"One minute? Enough." Xiao Yi smiled confidently.

Swish...wish...wish...

Xiao Yi's figure leaped quickly again, quickly reaping the lives of the mountain villa warriors.

"Looking for death." The deputy owner roared.

Amazing momentum, soaring again.

Bang... bang... bang...

The violent aura suddenly shook the surrounding villa elders away.

"So strong." Qing Lin's pupils shrank.

Only with momentum, the three Saint King Stage elders around him and a group of Saint Realm peak powers can be shaken away.

The current strength of the deputy village owner may have risen to another level.

Boom...The astonishing figure of the deputy owner has already attacked through the air.

Qing Lin gritted his teeth and blasted out a punch.

"I can't help myself." The deputy owner smirked and slapped out a palm.

With the palm out, countless black rivers condense again and move with the palm.

With one palm, countless black rivers, boundlessly poisonous, all condensed in the palm.

Boom... a loud sound.

"Puff." Qing Lin spewed out a mouthful of blood, and was blasted for a hundred meters.

At the same time, the original cyan scales on his palm had begun to crack, and traces of blood spilled from them.

"Boy, you can't make it anymore." The deputy owner smirked and slammed again.

Qing Lin planned to forcibly block, but suddenly his pupils shrank, "So fast."

The figure of the deputy owner came to him in an instant.

The terrifying and poisonous palm hit his chest heavily before Qing Lin could react.

"Puff." Qing Lin spouted out blood.

The blood, and his cyan scales were sprinkled instantly.

On the chest, the clothes shattered, and the cyan scales covering it were shattered by dozens of pieces.

See it more seriously, those scales seem to be connected to him.

Being shattered like this is tantamount to peeling off a layer of skin on him.

The whole chest was instantly bloody.

"Huh, what I think is, it's just a waste." The deputy owner sneered, "I will kill you later, and deal with that kid first."

The vice-owner's icy gaze turned towards Xiao Yi who was constantly slaughtering the martial artist of the villa in the distance.

Whoosh... The deputy owner's figure flashed and went straight to Xiao Yi.

Whoosh... Another figure swiftly flashed past, and it was Qinglin who stopped in front of him.

"You're looking for death." The deputy owner blasted out with a palm, as powerful as before.

Boom... Qing Lin was not afraid, and his palms came out.

A pair of palms wrapped in cyan scales slammed the vice-owner's fists.

With jealous eyes, he looked directly at the deputy owner.

"The time has not come, I won't let you disturb Xiao Yi."

"Then you go to die." The vice-owner's eyes were awe-inspiring to kill.

Click... Click... Click...

On Qing Lin's palms, the scales continued to shatter and blood continued to overflow.

But at the same time, there was also a cracking sound of bones in the palms of the deputy villager.

"A lot of strength." The deputy owner narrowed his eyes, and he felt that he was not fighting a warrior, but a monster.

However, that's all.

With the absolute cultivation base and strength gap, Qinglin is definitely not an opponent.

Only ten seconds later, Qing Lin was blown away with a palm.

The scales on the chest were shattered every inch.

On the chest, there was a wound that seemed to be pierced.

It has been repeatedly black and highly toxic, completely infiltrating the body.

However, Qing Lin laughed, "Last minute, it's over."

Just at this moment, in the distance, Xiao Yi's sword stopped.

The sky over the entire villa was extremely silent and weirdly quiet.

To be more serious, there is no longer a living person over the entire villa.

The warriors who have passed Qianshanzhuang, including all the deacons and disciples, have already died.

In the corpse's throat, there were lines of blood that were very eye-catching.

Wow...whow...

The high-altitude formation barrier also trembles continuously for an instant, becoming extremely thin.

Without the maintenance of a group of warriors in the villa, the entire black poison formation is much weaker.

"Damn it, **** it." The fist of the deputy village master crackled.

Looking at the dead mountain village warriors, my heart seemed to be dripping blood.

"If you don't take the lives of you two thieves today, the old man swears not to be human." The deputy owner's angry roar resounded over the entire villa.

However, in the next second, his voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were eager to split instead.

Because, just behind him, in the place of the elders, an elder's chest was pierced by a sharp sword at this time, blood flowing.

And Xiao Yi, who was in front of him, didn't know when, but disappeared in place.

"If you have time to roar, let's take care of the few people left in your villa first." Xiao Yi sneered.

With the sword in his hand drawn, the elder in front of him instantly died and fell from a high altitude.

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