Soul Emperor Martial God
Chapter 1222: Blame you for being nosy

Chapter 1222: Blame you for being nosy

Two days have passed since then.

In the closed room, Xiao Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, a brilliant light flashed out.

All around, all stars collapsed instantly.

"Huh." Xiao Yi took a deep breath, ending his practice.

For martial artists, especially in the case of retreat, intuitive time flies extremely fast.

Two days of retreat, as if blinking and opening eyes for a moment.

"Not bad." Xiao Yi shook his head, a little disappointed, but it was reasonable.

In two days, it is really too reluctant to want to bring the stars to come and control them above ten thousand ways.

If there is more time, Xiao Yi will definitely be able to break through.

Nowadays, the stars are coming, at most around 7,000.

Xiao Yi restrained his vitality, got up slowly, and left the closed room.

Today is the day the Sifang Grand Competition began.

Walking out of the closed room, it was still early in the morning, and as always, there were busy figures in the Fengsha Temple.

As the main hall of the Sifangyu Fengsha Temple, the main hall here controls all the sub-temples in the Sifangyu.

Naturally, the affairs here are extremely busy.

"Deacon Xiao Yi."

"Deacon Xiao Yi."

The past Fengchadian warriors met Xiao Yi and almost all politely bowed and called.

Xiao Yi nodded, then smiled faintly.

"Deacon Xiao Yi, are you out?" At this moment, an old man walked slowly.

"Hu Feng divides the hall master." Xiao Yi nodded.

In fact, according to the title of Deacon Xiao Yi, meeting the Master of the Wind Palace requires a salute.

However, he is also the sub-temple master of the Asura Hall.

Fengcha Hall and Shura Hall are Alliance Halls.

Therefore, in terms of position, Xiao Yi is equal to him, just nodding.

"If the old man didn't guess wrong, Deacon Xiao Yi intends to participate in the Sifang Grand Tournament, right." Hu Feng Branch Hall Master laughed.

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded.

The host of Hu Feng's branch smiled, "The Sifang Great Contest is a grand event held only once in many years in the Sifangyu, and it is also the biggest event."

"A great event, gathering the arrogances of the four directions, the strong from all directions, it is a sensation."

"But of course, in front of Deacon Xiao Yi, these are not worth mentioning."

"Hu Feng has a good reputation as the master of the palace." Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

"I haven't had a reputation," Hu Fengfen said seriously, "You saved the old man's life in the Tianling Forest that day."

"The deacon Xiao Yi's methods are very clear to the old man."

On that day, in the Tianling Forest, after Xiao Yi broke off, he bought time for the Eight Palaces to evacuate.

"Oh, right." Hu Feng's hall master smiled, "Deacon Xiao Yi rushed to participate in the competition, so the old man won't bother too much."

"The words are serious." Xiao Yi smiled faintly and arched his hands.

The two said goodbye.

Xiao Yi left the Fengchadian, and then went to the City Lord's Mansion.

The Sifang Grand Competition, as the largest event in the Sifang Region, is naturally held in the name of the Sifang City City Lords Mansion.

Of course, the City Lord's Mansion was originally controlled by the three major families.

Therefore, in the final analysis, the three major families will be held together, and it is also a confrontation between the three major families.

Ten minutes later.

Xiao Yi was far away from the Fengcha Temple, about ten minutes away from the City Lord's Mansion.

At this moment, Xiao Yi's footsteps gave a sudden pause.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

I don't know when, on the street, Liao was uninhabited and extremely quiet.

After a few more steps, Xiao Yi stopped again.

The corner of his mouth suddenly grinned with a sneer.

"Come out." Xiao Yi sneered.

All around, there was no answer.

"I need to ask you to come out?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Cang...

A sword aura instantly condensed in Xiao Yi's hands, and then shot out.

The sword energy hit the air, and then it was like a mud cow entering the sea, no longer being traced.

"Buddhist barrier?" Xiao Yi's face instantly became solemn.

It can make his sword aura disappear suddenly, hitting the air like a mud cow into the sea, there can only be one reason.

That is, the surrounding area has long been blocked by barriers.

And with his current strength, he can make his sword aura disappear so easily, even without making a sound.

Either it is a formation; or it is a martial arts barrier.

If it was the formation, with Xiao Yi's caution, he had discovered it long ago.

Therefore, there is only the possibility of martial arts barriers.

This is different from the martial arts barrier in practice, but a means.

The so-called martial arts barrier is similar to the aura barrier, the vitality barrier, etc., with similar effects.

The only difference is that this barrier is formed by martial arts power.

Controlling the martial arts power, the surging level is enough to condense the barrier, this is what the martial arts emperor can do.

And he is also a martial arts emperor with a high level of cultivation.

"Oh? Good eyesight."

Just at this moment, an old voice sounded.

A figure appeared in front of Xiao Yi out of thin air.

"Yes, you deserve to be Deacon Xiao Yi."

"It's really amazing to be able to recognize the martial arts barrier at a glance with the triple cultivation base of the Saint King Realm."

Here comes an old man.

The overbearing aura and the unfathomable aura made people frightening.

The cold eyes staring directly at Xiao Yi made people shudder.

"Old Patriarch Qin?" Xiao Yi recognized the person at a glance.

Yes, the visitor is the old Patriarch of the Qin family.

It was such a strong person who came here, no wonder it could make Xiao Yi fall silently into the barrier.

"Old Patriarch Qin, come to replace the kid himself, what's the so-called?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.

"What do you mean?" A trace of killing intent flashed through the old Patriarch Qin's voice.

"Deacon Xiao Yi, you will be gentle next year and look very handsome."

"It's just that, I don't know why. In the eyes of the old man, the more you look, the more annoying you are. The more you look, the more the old man wants to tear this face."

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

At this moment, several figures appeared out of thin air.

It was actually several Qin elders.

"Heh." Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, but sneered.

"It's actually Qin's elders, and a few Qin elders joined hands."

"The Qin family really can look down upon it."

Xiao Yi said this in his mouth, but his heart felt solemn.

He doesn't care much about those Qin parents.

On the contrary, the old Patriarch Qin had an unfathomable breath.

In Xiao Yi's wrong guess, this person was at least a strong man who stepped into the later stage of the martial arts emperor.

In the later period of the martial arts emperor, such a veteran martial arts emperor, looking at the entire middle domain, is a first-class powerhouse.

Patriarch Qin sneered, "Anyway, there is still some time for the distance competition to start."

"This time is enough to kill a little mouse."

Patriarch Qin stared at Xiao Yi, full of resentment and awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Kill him, I want to have no one in the Quartet."

"Yes." Several elders took action instantly.

At the same time, a powerful martial arts force immediately pressed against Xiao Yi.

"So strong." Xiao Yi's expression changed.

This monstrous martial arts force actually crushed him in an instant.

"Boy, die." The palms of several Qin elders blasted fiercely.

"If you want to blame, blame yourself for being nosy, blame yourself for being too self-reliant."

"Humph." Xiao Yi snorted coldly.

Cang...

A sharp sword sound suddenly sounded.

A cold white sword light burst out in shock.

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