Soul Emperor Martial God

"Bit...fire...hundred...blade..."

When the Murong deacon slammed Xiao Yi with all his strength, a deep voice suddenly remembered in his ears.

He heard this heavy voice, as if it were extremely heavy.

The heavy power is only because of the meaning of these four words.

And that meaning is called "Xuanxian Martial Skill".

Everyone in Ziyun City knows the most famous martial arts of the Xiao family.

When he heard the four characters "Fire Devouring Hundred Blades", he had already thought of'Xuan Tier Martial Skill'.

For an acquired martial artist, Xuan-level martial arts can only be described with fear.

His face instantly changed from grinning and disdain to panic.

However, this panic instantly freezes, because he is dead.

There was a "boom".

The Fire Devouring Hundred Blade was suddenly shot from Xiao Yi's hands, and smashed heavily on the Murong Deacon.

The fiery blade that exuded the scorching heat first slashed his body into a huge scar, and then exploded, blasting him to blood.

When he fell to the ground, he had become a lifeless corpse.

"Deacon Murongxian, he...he was killed in a second..." The face of the other three-day deacon, who was acquired, changed drastically.

Muronghua's expression was even more gloomy, "Xiao Yi, he has actually practiced the strongest martial arts of the Xiao family, devouring fire and a hundred blades, and intelligence is wrong. It seems that we have to be careful."

Xiao Yi glanced at the corpse underground, and nodded secretly in his eyes, "Mysterious martial arts are really powerful."

Devouring Fire and Hundred Blades, although it is only a low-level Profound Rank. However, this is a martial skill that the innate martial artists are still using, and have not been able to achieve success.

The difficulty is so high, and the power naturally needless to say.

Although there was only one blade of fire, Murong Xian himself had no defense, and when he was hit at such a close distance, he was naturally killed directly.

Of course, the most important reason was because of Xiao Yi's own cultivation base. He was the first to be born, and he was no different from Murong Xian.

And because of the Ice Fire Qi Pill in his body, the speed at which he can mobilize True Qi is much faster than the Qi Pills of other Houtian martial artists, so in a disguised form his combat power is no less than the second level of the acquired.

In other words, the real gap between him and Murongxian was only one.

And this mere repair base gap, far can not make up for the strength of the fire eater.

"Damn, I must kill Xiao Yi and avenge Deacon Murongxian." The remaining three-time deacon said angrily.

"Don't be careless, using martial arts, we will join hands to kill Xiao Yi as soon as possible." Murong Hua ordered.

As soon as the two of them spoke, they moved and attacked Xiao Yi together.

"Cooperate? Humph." Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, and jumped off the horse.

"Leopard shape." Xiao Yi yelled in his heart, disappearing into the same place as fast as a gust of wind.

Muronghua was taken aback, "It's just a mere acquisition, and its speed is no less than mine?"

Xiao Yi suddenly appeared behind another acquired triple deacon, punched out, and his claws became tiger-shaped.

"Be careful." Muronghua reminded, however, it was too late.

The other deacon was punched heavily by Xiao Yi, vomiting blood and was knocked into the air.

"It's so hard, what's going on with this little trash." The deacon's face was incredulous.

Although Xiao Yi was only the first level acquired, but with the increase of the Ice Fire Qi Pill, the speed and fierceness of his aura was no less than the second level acquired. Coupled with the Wujue of Xingyi, his combat power has reached the triple of the acquired, second only to the quadruple of the acquired.

Swish, swish, swish, swish, Xiao Yi kept moving around, avoiding Muronghua, and focusing on another deacon.

Puff, puff, puff, the deacon spit out a mouthful of blood. He only felt that every time Xiao Yi hits his fist, it sinks vigorously, causing a burst of blood in his body to roll.

"Xiao Yi, have the ability to fight with me, such a sinister, what a hero." Murong Hua was furious when he saw the other deacon's constant injuries.

"Insidious?" Xiao Yi sneered. "The three of you are all long-established martial artists of the acquired realm. They join forces in ambush, wanting to kill me as a teenager. On insidiousness, I'm far from you."

Having said this, Xiao Yi gave up his attack on the other deacon and turned to Murong Hua.

"Humph." Muronghua snorted coldly, with joy in his heart, and secretly said, "Small trash, as it turns out, is a young man's mind, and he attacked me when he was slightly stimulated by my words."

"Pop, pop,,"

The two slapped each other.

Murong Hua remained motionless, but Xiao Yi was shaken back several meters.

"Xiao Yi, you are not my opponent, you are dead." Seeing that Xiao Yi was shaken back with a palm, Murong Hua was immediately confident.

"Heh." After Xiao Yi stood still, he smiled faintly, "Forget it, I probably know what level of strength I am now, and it's time to end the battle."

"What?" Murong Hua was shocked, "You...you dare to try us with us?"

"I found it now?" Xiao Yi sneered.

"Arrogant." Murong Hua yelled, "Don't think that you can eat the fire and a hundred blades are great. A small blade of fire is far inferior to my Xiaocheng's Bibo Shui Yinjian."

Muronghua waved his big hand, and dozens of blue water arrows fell from the sky and flew toward Xiao Yi densely.

"Fire devouring a hundred blades." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice, a fire blade condensed in his hand, and he let out.

A fiery blade confronted dozens of water arrows.

The hot red light collided with the cold blue light.

Suddenly, the ice and fire melted. In the end, the flame blade disappeared, and dozens of water arrows also disappeared without a trace.

Although Xiao Yi's Fire Devouring Hundred Blades had just been trained, there was only one; Murong Hua's Bibo Shui Yinjian had been practiced for decades and had reached Xiao Cheng, not far from Da Cheng.

However, the gap between the black rank martial arts and the yellow rank martial arts was too big.

The Yanlong Continent has countless martial arts, but it is only divided into four classes: heaven, earth, black and yellow. It is conceivable that the gap between each class is bound to be extremely huge.

Profound-level martial arts, even low-level, are much stronger than Huang-level peak martial arts, and the gap between them can be described as different.

This is also why the only low-level martial arts of the three major families possessed by them is their greatest heritage and never passed on.

Only family elders and individual elite deacons can learn.

However, the peak martial arts of Huang Tier can be learned by ordinary people.

The two are not at the same level at all.

If Xiao Yi's current Fire Devouring Hundred Blades can achieve a small success and can hit dozens of fire blades, he can instantly kill the acquired four-layer Murong Hua in an instant.

"This kid is very strong, let's join hands." Murong Hua said solemnly to the other deacon.

"Yeah." The other deacon nodded heavily.

"Bibo Shui Yinjian." The two simultaneously launched martial arts attacks.

Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, he had already tried his own combat power and was ready to end the battle.

Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice, "Thang Long."

His aura rose instantly, and his realm went from the first layer of acquired to the triple layer of acquired.

Muronghua's expressions suddenly changed, "How is it possible that this kid's realm has increased out of thin air. It's not right, he is triple the day after tomorrow, we are not opponents, run fast."

Xiao Yi's first level of acquired level can be tied with them, and now acquired level of tripled, they may not even be able to parry.

The two thought of this in an instant, and immediately withdrew their martial arts, turned around and fled.

"Want to run?" Xiao Yi's eyes burst out with a terrifying killing intent, "Murong family, you have always wanted to put me to death, this time you will kill the three deacons first for some interest."

As soon as the voice fell, Fire Devouring Hundred Blades broke out, and hit Murong Hua two with extremely fast speed.

With a swish, the blade of fire was cut directly from the two who had fled. There was a loud explosion, and the two of them were blown into blood and blood. After falling to the ground, there was no vitality.

With the increase of Thang Long, Xiao Yi reached the acquired triple realm, and coupled with the increase of the Ice Fire Qi Pill, the power of the Fire Devouring Hundred Blades increased by a large amount out of thin air, killing the two people in an instant.

In fact, if Murong Hua was an elite deacon in this battle, if he had cultivated the Murong family's low-level martial arts, the situation would have been different.

Even if Xiao Yi could kill them, it would be difficult, not as easy as it is now.

Xiao Yi fumbled around on the bodies of the three of them, and found three Qiankun bags.

For the warrior, the general wealth will be carried with him. After all, there is no safer place to put your own wealth than on yourself.

Opening the Qiankun bag of the three of them, the contents are roughly the same, they are all materials, a few Hou Tian Dan, and about one thousand taels of silver.

"The deacon of the Murong family is quite wealthy." Xiao Yi smiled and accepted the "contributions" of the three without hesitation.

Later, Xiao Yi's eyes changed, and the eyes of the lunar sun appeared.

Two invisible vortexes appeared out of nowhere.

The whirlpool appeared on the bodies of the three people, absorbing all the martial arts power of the three people.

It is worth mentioning that the spirits of the two acquired triple deacons are only orange ranks; on the contrary, Murong Hua is actually a Huang rank martial spirit.

No wonder the other two deacons seemed respectful to Murong Hua in their words.

The power of the three martial arts was injected into the fire-controlling beast and the ice-luan sword martial arts.

Then, Xiao Yi absorbed the martial spirits of dozens of mountain bandits. Although those were only the lowest-grade scarlet spirits, they couldn't hold up a lot.

When all the martial souls are absorbed, the fire-controlling beast martial soul can be advanced to the yellow martial soul; as for the Bingluan sword martial soul, there is no change.

Xiao Yi mounted the horse again with cold eyes, "I just left Ziyun City, and I was immediately ambushed by the Murong family. Fifth elders, you have contributed to this. This account will wait until I return to the Xiao family. I'll count it with you slowly."

After thinking about it, Xiao Yi flicked his whip and left.