Soul Emperor Martial God
Chapter 1103: Siege

Chapter 1103: Siege

"puff."

"puff."

Two vomiting blood sounded almost at the same time.

One belongs to Xiao Yi, and one belongs to the old man.

With the full palm of the Sixth Layer of the Saint King Realm, Xiao Yi was seriously injured.

The Leng Yan sword penetrated the old man's chest, and the old man was seriously injured in an instant.

But obviously, Xiao Yi's injury was less severe.

Xiao Yi held the sword in one hand and sneered.

The old man showed horror, even panic.

Because, almost at the moment when the Leng Yan sword penetrated the old man's chest, countless extremely cold frosts appeared on the sword, and ice sealed the blood and internal organs in the old man.

The old man couldn't move, his aura suddenly exploded, trying to forcefully break the ice in his body with his vitality.

But he also knew very well that in the time he broke through the ice, Xiao Yi was enough to kill him, so he panicked, just struggling weakly.

"No... don't kill me..." the old man tried to struggle.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "I warned you, if you left before, I have no interest in killing people."

Xiao Yi clenched the sword tightly, just about to do it, but suddenly frowned.

The old man in front of him opened his mouth suddenly, and the next second, his body dries out at a very fast speed.

Within a few seconds, the old man's body completely turned into a mummy.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi's expression changed.

He clearly felt that the blood pill in his body was quickly absorbing the blood of the old man.

Originally, I had just used the Three Ice Palms just now, and the blood power of the blood pill was almost exhausted.

Now it fills up quickly again.

At the same time, on the Leng Yan sword in his hand, an inexplicable light flashed by.

"It's you, Jian Ling." Xiao Yi's eyes were cold.

Just now he was obviously just preparing to do it, but the Leng Yan sword in his hand was a step faster than him, and the sword aura squeezed out the vitality of the old man.

Xiao Yi looked at Leng Yanjian coldly, and the next second, his figure flashed and went straight to Qinglin.

It is still the main thing to end the battle and get out of it.

On the other side, Qing Lin was already covered with blue scales.

He had no chance of winning against the last Sixth Layer of the Saint King Realm.

His body was scaly, mostly broken, and covered in blood.

"It seems that I am faster than you this time." Xiao Yi smiled playfully.

Qiang...Thousands of stars emerged, forming a sword formation instantly, trapping the old man.

However, the Leng Yan sword in Xiao Yi's hand has been retracted and replaced by the Blizzard sword.

"You are over there?" Qing Lin's eyes were startled.

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded and said, "No need to fight, he alone can't stop us."

Yes, two old men, now there is only one left.

If the two of Xiao Yi doubted that they wanted to escape, this person would definitely not be able to stop them.

"Star Magic Sword Formation, sleepy."

"Annihilation bondage."

The two shouted loudly and forcibly trapped the old man.

"Bring it to me." The old man shouted violently, but he broke the two of them with a few palms.

"Sure enough." The two were happy.

"Go." Qing Lin pulled Xiao Yi past, and was about to fly away quickly.

"Damn it." The old man roared, "Stop them for me. You must not let these two thieves go."

"Yes." On the ground, a group of warriors responded and shot one after another.

They are not Xiao Yi's opponents, but it is okay to stop them for a while.

And these few hours were enough for the old man to escape and stop the two again.

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

Countless streamers rushed towards the two.

"Looking for death." Xiao Yi and Qing Lin's eyes were cold.

Swish...wish...wish...countless sword auras and winds of annihilation were instantly shot from the hands of the two.

But for a moment, all the warriors on the ground died.

It was just a group of ordinary Celestial Realm and Holy Realm martial artists, far from their opponents.

At the same time, the old man really got out of trouble.

"Star Magic Sword Array."

"Annihilation bondage."

Xiao Yi and the two used the same means to fight together.

"Go." Qing Lin shouted in a low voice.

The two flew away quickly.

At this moment, hundreds of breaths came quickly from afar.

"Two thieves, want to run?"

"Hahahaha, you can't escape."

Several ferocious laughs came from the sky.

As soon as the sound appeared, countless surging weather conditions had already pressed them hard.

"No, it's the Black Poison Saint King." The two's expressions changed drastically.

Yes, it is the Black Poison Saint King and others who are chasing from a distance.

In addition, the headed person is the magnificent middle-aged man, Shaoshan Lord.

Next to him, there were Master Qiu and several old men whose breath was not weaker than that of the Black Poison Saint King.

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

A group of powerhouses above the Saint King Stage and even stronger, their speed is extremely fast.

Xiao Yi and the two had not been able to get rid of the pressure of the weather, and they were already surrounded.

"Two little thieves, they run fast enough." The Black Poison Saint King sneered.

"Hand over the middle-grade spiritual veins, I'll give you a happy one." Shaoshan master smiled coldly.

"What? Middle Grade Spirit Vessel?" Aside, the old man in the Yunhe area, his expression changed.

"Huh?" The Lord Shaoshan looked at the old man, "If you shouldn't listen, don't listen; if you shouldn't say, don't say, you know?"

"Yes." The old man dignified a Saint King Stage Sixth Layer, and quickly responded with a respectful voice.

"Yeah." Master Shaoshan nodded, "Don't worry, thanks to you waiting so long for these two little thieves, we can catch up."

"The conditions given by Tianwang Mountain are equally valid."

"This Yunhe region is too weak; if you want, please follow me back to Tianwang Mountain later and enter my Tianwang Mountain gate."

"Uh...this..." The old man's expression changed, but he nodded, "Xie Shaoshan master."

The old man knew very well that the Lord Shaoshan spoke nicely, but he just heard something he shouldn't hear, so he changed a way to restrain himself.

However, it is true that the Yunhe region is too weak, as Shaoshan Master said, even if he is a strong one in the Yunhe region, but looking at the surrounding area, he is not ranked at all.

It may be a better choice to be able to enter Tianwang Mountain and other hegemonic forces.

The Lord Shaoshan glanced at the old man with satisfaction, then looked back at the two Xiao Yi.

"Don't be lucky, you can't escape."

"And my patience is also very limited. If you obediently hand over the middle-grade spirit veins, I can promise to give you both a good time."

"Otherwise, you know the tricks of the Black Poison Saint King."

When Xiao Yi and Qinglin heard this, their expressions were instantly ugly.

"Sure enough." Xiao Yi said inwardly.

The people of Tianwang Mountain, as expected, found the middle-rank spirit veins inside the formation barrier.

"Damn it." Qing Lin's face was cold.

The two of them obviously far underestimated the speed of a group of powerful men above the Saint King Stage.

"What to do?" Qing Lin asked in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yi asked back, his face extremely cold.

"Apart from fighting, do we have other options?" Qing Lin suddenly showed amusement.

"Then what else do you ask?" Xiao Yi sneered. "It's a good fight."

"But." Xiao Yi paused suddenly and said, "After a good fight, stop here."

"What?" Qing Lin frowned, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "I mean, you replace a chance to get out."

"Here, leave it to me."

"If there are no accidents, I can keep them."

The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth grinned with confidence.

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