Soul Emperor Martial God

Han Cang, Mu Bing, and Feng Huayue joined forces to attack Xiao Yi.

The Frost Sword in Xiao Yi's hand appeared out of thin air.

锵... 锵... 锵...

Xiao Yi's figure moved around, and the Frost Sword in his hand easily blocked the siege of everyone.

With a bang, Han Cang's hand covered his fist with a burst of ice, and he attacked again.

"Xiao Yi, I waited for the six people to join forces, even the Snow King Kong Ape, and they couldn't survive a few moves in our hands."

"Do you think you still have a chance?"

Han Cang sneered, Bing Yan's fist in his hand slammed at Xiao Yi fiercely.

At the same time, Mu Bing blasted out with all his strength.

In Mu Bing's palm, there seemed to be an extremely mysterious, but surprisingly powerful force that kept lingering in it.

But for a second, this lingering has become a trend of compression.

The immense power was compressed in the palm of his hand for an instant.

It is not difficult to imagine that once Mu Bing's palm hits, the power that erupts will be extremely terrifying.

"Xiao Yi, I wanted to fight you fairly."

"It's a pity, the teacher's order is hard to violate, sorry."

Mu Bing was apologetic, but still blasted out with all his strength.

It is the same peak combat power, but also has strong and weak points.

Mu Bing and Han Cang were obviously the strongest among the six.

The two punched and palmed together and attacked.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, and stabbed twice with the Frost Sword in his hand.

Clang... Two beeps.

The two attacked on their hands and all dissipated.

Xiao Yi was shaken back tens of meters.

"Hahahaha, Xiao Yi, do you only have this strength?" Feng Huayue and the other three attacked Xiao Yi from the rear.

Xiao Yi turned around, waving the Frost Sword.

Bang... bang...

Xiao Yi was shaken back dozens of meters again, and returned to the original place.

In this situation, Xiao Yi seemed to be continuously consumed by these six people until he was seriously injured and defeated.

At this time, Mu Bing and Han Cang joined forces again to attack.

Xiao Yi waved his sword to resist, frowning and asked, "You six are all the arrogances of the extremely cold land."

"You join hands, I can understand."

"But all the warriors below have joined hands, this is absolutely impossible."

There are nearly 1,500 warriors below, and most of them are Tianjiao from various forces.

These people are actually also uniting with the Tianjiao in the Extreme Cold Land?

This is never possible.

Even if there is one house, one discipline and two religions, and the four major forces jointly exert pressure, they will never be able to make all parties compromise.

At this time, Xiao Yi was shaken back again.

In the rear, Feng Huayue and the other four joined forces to attack.

Feng Huayue smiled triumphantly, "Xiao Yi, if someone doesn't want you to be number one, you won't get the Bingxin Sacred Fruit."

"Who?" Xiao Yi asked with a sword to resist.

Feng Huayue was full of triumph, just about to say something.

Han Cang yelled coldly on the other side, "Feng Huayue, do you want to die? Take care of your mouth."

Feng Huayue's face changed when she heard the words, and she closed her mouth.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Someone doesn't want to be number one, or Bingxin Sacred Fruit?

And this person can make all parties compromise, and all the talented warriors below join hands?

At this time, Han Cang attacked again and said coldly, "Xiao Yi, the Bingxin Sacred Fruit, which has been rare in thousands of years, is the Ninth-Rank Sacred Fruit."

"I wait for the martial artist to take it, and the cultivation base will greatly increase."

"Even if the extreme powers eat it, it will be of great benefit."

"Such a treasure, everyone is greedy."

"You Tianjiao, Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, is the strongest participant here."

"I wait for all the forces to join forces naturally and defeat you first."

The reason why this Ice Rim Conference is particularly grand is that it exceeds the previous ones.

It was because of the birth of Bingxin Sacred Fruit.

However, Han Cang's current words are obviously not credible.

Moreover, Xiao Yi didn't think that Han Cang would explain it specifically to himself.

Among them, it is not simple.

Xiao Yi frowned and waved his sword lightly, shaking Han Cang back.

"It seems that you wouldn't say it, no matter." Xiao Yi shook his head.

"Why, do you think you can beat us?" Han Cang sneered.

But this smile suddenly stopped.

Because the Xiao Yi in his eyes has turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

Another second.

When he reacted, an icy sword with killing intent had reached his throat.

If it hadn't been for Mu Bing beside him to react quickly enough and shake the cold sword with a palm, I am afraid he was already a dead person now.

"What a fast speed, what a terrifying sword, is this the legendary Wandering Cloud Killing Sword?" Han Cang's face was pale.

At this time, Han Cang was too surprised.

Because Mu Bing just offered a helping hand in exchange for Xiao Yi's next sword, and he couldn't avoid it in time.

Qiang's sword chant.

The Frost Sword draped heavily on Mu Bing's expression.

Mu Bing was bombarded and flew straight out of the competition platform.

Without Mu Bing, Han Cang alone could not stop Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi cut out with a sword.

After all, Han Cang is the peak combat power, and it can be avoided, avoiding the key.

But his end was like Mu Bing, being blasted to the ground, straight out of the martial arts stage.

After that, Xiao Yi turned around and waved a few sword auras at will, hitting Feng Huayue four.

The four Feng Huayue, in Xiao Yi's eyes, looked like ants.

A few sword auras would kill them if they could kill them; if they couldn't kill them, Xiao Yi didn't bother to pursue them.

Bang bang bang bang... four bursts in a row.

The four Feng Huayue were also bombarded and left outside the competition platform.

Xiao Yi didn't take another look, but his figure flickered before he came to Zhong Wuyou and the others.

The siege of nearly 1,500 people was nothing but Zhong Wuyou and others.

However, these people chose the method of wheel warfare, and continued to consume them, and they just let Dezhong Wuyou and others repeatedly fall into trouble.

Xiao Yi's arrival immediately alleviated everyone's disadvantages.

Outside the tournament.

Han Cang and others, their expressions were ugly.

"Damn, is that guy a monster, how could it be so strong?"

Mu Bing's expression was ashamed.

"My age is no different, but my strength is stronger than the leader."

"How could there be such a evildoer in this world."

The six people, including Han Cang and Mu Bing, had complex expressions.

In mid-air, the Grand Elder of the Ice Palace, the referee of this battle, his expression kept changing.

The gaze towards Xiao Yi was full of horror.

Of course, he quickly announced the ranking.

"One thousand four hundred and seventy-nine, Mu Bing."

"One thousand four hundred and seventy-eight, Han Cang."

"One thousand four hundred and seventy-seven people, Feng Huayue."

"..."

At the same time, the number of people on the competition stage was still declining drastically.

And this originated from a graceful figure on the competition stage.

The steps of the figure are extremely delicate and elegant as clouds.

The figure flashed by, like white clouds dancing.

With every step, one person was blasted off the competition stage.

In a short time, nearly a hundred people have been defeated by him.

It is Xiao Yi.

In midair, the elder Bing Palace's mouth moved quickly, his face extremely ugly.

"One thousand three hundred and forty-eight people, the frost is endless."

"One thousand three hundred and forty-seven, Hua Zijie."

"One thousand three hundred and forty-six, Xu Pobing."

"..."

The mouth of the Grand Elder Bing Palace moved quickly for ten minutes.

During this period, he never stopped for half a minute.

At this time, there were only seven people left on the big competition stage.

They all come from...Sky Splitting Sword Sect!

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