Soul Emperor Martial God
Chapter 1195: Bloodbath

Chapter 1195: Bloodbath

Can you make a quick decision?

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the eight deputy masters sank.

They are the eight strongest and eight seniors here.

They are the deputy masters of the eight main halls, second only to the main hall masters.

The eight people joined forces, but there was still nothing to do with an evil repair, but there was nothing to do with a demon who had washed many big cities in blood.

"This evil cultivator demon has a very strange method, and has absorbed countless blood, how can he be killed in a short time?"

The deputy head of the Asura Hall took the lead.

The deputy hall master of the Hunting Demon Palace immediately said, "If I remember correctly, the body of the blood path is the ancient evil path restriction."

"Although this demon is not successful, it is extremely difficult to entangle."

Not far away, the Qin family elder said coldly, "Boy, you have such a big tone, you can kill if you have the ability."

Xiao Yi's face was cold, but he didn't say much.

If he could kill this evil cultivator, he would have taken action long ago, so why not come with the sword now.

At this time, the old man had attacked again.

The palm of the hand that was originally pierced by a sword, I don't know when, but it has been healed.

"Star Fantasy Sword Array." Xiao Yi shouted violently.

All stars descended from the sky.

Starlight formed a sword formation by itself, and instantly trapped the old man.

"Phantom Flame Fire Array." The deputy hall master of Yandian waved his hand.

All fierce fire dragons entangled up.

"I suggest exiting the forest first." Xiao Yi said solemnly.

"Exit the forest?" The eight deputy hall masters frowned upon hearing this, "Impossible."

Xiao Yi also frowned, and said, "After exiting the forest, seal this place with a large formation so that this evil cultivator can't escape."

"Waiting for the powerful master of the main hall to come and kill this evil repair in one fell swoop."

"Otherwise, if the fight is delayed, I am afraid that the delay will change."

The battle has lasted for more than an hour, and the eight deputy hall masters still couldn't kill this evil repair.

And Xiao Yi always had an inexplicable bad feeling.

He even guessed that this evil repair was delaying time.

"Can't retreat." The deputy hall master of the Tianji Hall shook his head, "Otherwise, the joint efforts of the eight main halls this time will be a joke."

boom

At this moment, a blood flashed across the old man's body.

Xiao Yi's star fantasy sword formation collapsed in an instant.

The flames of the Vice-Hallmaster of Yandian also exploded instantly, turning into sparks in the sky.

"Want to retire? It's too late." The old man's sullen laughter resounded through the entire monster forest.

A sulky breath suddenly surged over the sky.

"Humph." The deputy hall master of the Asura Hall snorted coldly, and his explosive fists threw out, trying to blast away these dark stings.

"Monster, I can't help you in a short time."

"But you don't want to escape."

"Just keep suppressing you, and the consumption will kill you."

"Really?" The old man smiled coldly, "To kill me? Jie Jie Jie Jie."

The old man suddenly laughed wildly.

The harsh and icy laughter made everyone present suddenly sink.

In the hands of the old man, a light flashed, and a bead exuding boundless blood appeared out of thin air.

The overwhelming hazy breath, violently rushed away in an instant.

Zi... Zi... Zi...

The deputy head of the Asura Hall, who was the first to take the shot, touched these breaths with his fists, and instantly sizzled.

This time, Xiao Yi also looked carefully.

The sizzling sound on the fist of the deputy master of the Asura Hall was not corroded at all, but was being absorbed.

However, the body of the martial artist is strong, so this absorption speed is not very fast.

Xiao Yi looked at the fist of the deputy head of the Asura Hall.

The eyes of the eight deputy hall masters all looked at the blood-colored beads in the hands of the old man.

"That...could it be..."

"Blood Devouring Beads, it's Blood Devouring Beads." The deputy hall master of the Hunting Demon Hall exclaimed and recognized it at a glance.

"What? Blood Devouring Bead?" Xiao Yi heard the figure, and looked at the bead in the old man's hand, his face changed drastically.

"No, go back." Xiao Yi shouted violently.

"Retreat." The eight deputy hall masters also yelled and backed away again and again.

"I want to retire now? It's too late." The old man smiled coldly.

Thin body, but extremely fast, a flash of body came.

With the dry palm, he repeatedly caught the deputy head of Xiangyan Palace.

The pupils of the deputy hall master of Yandian shrank, but before he could react, his dry palms penetrated his heart.

"Asshole." The deputy master of the Asura Hall stepped on his feet and slammed into the old man like a meteor.

The old man smiled, his palm disappeared instantly.

The ghost-like figure constantly shuttles among the Eight Palace Warriors.

With a dry palm, whenever you touch a martial artist, the martial artist is instantly dead.

At the same time, the old man's thin body was gradually filled.

The dry palms gradually became a little sensual.

But for a while, hundreds of warriors have been killed in seconds and died miserably.

"Asshole." The deputy hall master of the Asura Hall shot fiercely.

A punch containing monstrous power blasted the old man heavily.

The old man was not afraid at all, and shot it with one claw.

laugh

The old man's sharp fingers pierced through the fist of the deputy hall master in an instant.

"The old man said, you just obediently become my nourishment."

The old man's palm shook, and the deputy hall master opened.

Afterwards, the ghost-like body shuttled again, harvesting the lives of the Eight Palace Warriors.

"Huh?" Not far away, Xiao Yi looked at the direction of the old man, his face changed.

The old man is going to catch Qinglin.

"Bastard." Xiao Yi's figure flashed, striding up with a sword.

The old man caught Qing Lin in the palm of his hand and pulled Qing Lin behind him.

Cang...

The cold blade of Leng Yanjian blocked the old man's palm.

"Huh?" The old man stared sharply at Xiao Yi.

In fierceness, with incomparable sting and disdain.

"A hairy boy, dare to stop the old man? Want to take someone from the old man?"

The voice fell, a sulky breath, instantly swallowed towards Xiao Yi and Qinglin.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, and his murderous intent was surging out.

The sky was full of blood, blocking the Yin sting breath.

"The person I want to protect, even an evil cultivator wants to kill? A joke."

Leng arrogant momentum instantly locked the old man.

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

The eight hall martial artists, under the order of the eight deputy hall masters, quickly retreated.

"Want to go?" The old man's eyes were extremely cold.

"You all have to die."

The old man's gaze scanned everyone, and then fixed on Xiao Yi and Qinglin.

"Get off." The old man's dry palm held Xiao Yi's Leng Yan sword and slammed it fiercely.

However, Xiao Yi held the sword in both hands, and the sword's edge remained motionless.

High in the sky, I don't know when to rise, and snowflakes float down.

Within the snowflakes, the overwhelming sword intent suppressed the old man.

"Looking for death." The old man's other hand, blood-devouring beads lased.

Yin sting breath, like a desert violent, swallowed.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, and the blood pill in his body was instantly aroused.

The sky was full of blood, like a curtain of blood, blocking the monstrous cloud breath.

"It's you?" The old man frowned, and then the fierce light appeared.

"Outside Tianling City that day, you fought with me and stopped me from breathing?"

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