Xiao Yi carried the Haotian Dharma on his back, and was surrounded by layers of terrifying arrogance. His eyes were as golden as sharp swords, looking directly at several figures in front of him.
"Show this boy some color!" Xila couldn't hold it in anymore and wanted to regain the face he had just lost.
Rumble.
His entire body erupted with overwhelming murderous intent, turning into a blood-red beam of light that penetrated the vast sky above his head.
At this time, the divine image appeared. Different from the previous angel images, it looked like a huge butterfly with strange and messy patterns on its wings.
This is the prototype of the Killing Angel!
Legend has it that He appeared during the first Noah's Ark period and participated in the massacre of a large number of humans during the Doomsday Judgment.
Because he is so cruel and violent, even God has to pity the victims he kills. He is the craziest, most dangerous, and cruelest of all angels, and is known as the true incarnation of the killer.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Xiela's eyes gradually turned red, and his mind was filled with thoughts of killing.
He rushed over violently, blood-red claw marks crisscrossing the area, tearing apart every inch of space along the way.
The momentum is extremely violent and moves like thunder.
"Hmph!" Xiao Yi's whole body was filled with radiance, like a chariot rolling towards the sun.
The Haotian Fist exploded instantly, as if there was a big sun hanging on the horizon, rendering the night like day.
Boom.
The densely packed blood-red paw prints were destroyed.
Xila felt the pressure rushing towards her face, and her bones were creaking all over her body. She saw a young man in black with a cold expression in front of him, making a blazing fist mark towards him.
"Killing Butterfly Dance!" Xila gritted her teeth, and her whole body glowed with a strange red light.
Swish, swish, he spun and jumped like a dancing butterfly, creating circles of red ripples in the void.
Xiao Yi's fist was empty, and his eyes were even colder.
The sound of breaking wind sounded intensively, and countless bloody blades came over, among which the figure of Xiela could be vaguely seen.
Bang bang bang bang.
The explosion was deafening, mixed with the man's strange, high-pitched laughter.
Suddenly, a bright golden rainbow rushed out and soon followed the dancing figure in red dress.
Xiao Yi stepped on the Haotian Cloud Step and arrived in front of the target in an instant.
boom!
Xi La was severely beaten and flew away. His mouth and nose were bleeding and he was in a miserable state, with a look of disbelief and shock on his face.
at this time.
Xiao Yi's mind was filled with all kinds of overwhelming sounds, as if countless men and women were fighting fiercely.
The sound of the rain hitting the banana trees was crazy, making people feel hot and hot.
Between the heaven and the earth, a soft pink light began to rise. The pink light was suggestive and ambiguous, occupying everything in the field of vision like a wave.
"Ahh...ahhhh..." The messy sounds in Xiao Yi's ears became clearer and more real, and the shadowy figures of the man and woman swayed in front of his eyes.
One by one, they were sweating unscrupulously and doing shameful things blatantly.
The strangest thing is that everyone raised their heads and looked at Xiao Yi, as if inviting him to participate.
Xiao Yi's inner desire was aroused, his eyes blurred and his breathing gradually became rapid.
The next second, he suddenly woke up, stabilized his mind, and shouted: "Kill!!!"
The unsightly scene was shattered, and all kinds of chaotic sounds fell into silence.
"Damn it!"
Xiao Yi's face was full of murderous intent, and he looked at the graceful figure with emotion.
What kind of charm spell is this? I almost fell into it.
"Uh-huh, I'm really sad. This is specially prepared for you."
"Since you don't appreciate it, let's try this trick."
Cecia licked her lips, twisted her slender waist, and put her hands together to make a loving gesture towards Xiao Yi.
Behind him, the shadow of Youdao Spirit also made corresponding movements.
He wears a golden crown on his head, with huge wings flying upward. His figure is convex and his skin is white and smooth. The soft gauze covers his sensitive parts, which further reveals his irresistible charm.
Buzz buzz~!
The pink love ripples spread suddenly, forming a shock wave and slamming into Xiao Yi.
"I'll kill you!" After Xiela adjusted his condition, he condensed two scarlet scimitars in his hands, and when he held them, he was filled with murderous aura.
Chi la, it turns into a blood-red afterimage and disappears in an instant, attacking the target with a violent attitude.
Facing the attack from the inheritors of Charming Angel and the inheritors of Killing Angel, Xiao Yi's expression remained unchanged and he still dealt with it calmly.
His energy and blood were like a dragon, and his fists were so powerful that they vibrated every inch of space along the way, creating dense ripples visible to the naked eye.
"Give up your struggle and welcome your death obediently. Death is not scary. Death is actually salvation. This is your final destination as a heretic..."
Not far away, Maiyami, who was wearing a jazz hat, spread his hands and said something ecstatically.
A strange angelic figure appeared behind him, with moving mouths all over his body, telling lies all the time.
Invisibly.
A strange and mysterious power comes.
Xiao Yi felt more and more hopeless, and his whole body began to become decadent and dejected. It seemed that only death could achieve relief.
Puff puff, due to his sluggish state, there were several hideous wounds on his body, and the blood was flowing out and the exposed bones were visible.
Seeing that the target was injured, Xiela shouted excitedly: "Great job, everyone, try harder!"
"Death is where you belong. Give up resistance and you will be saved. This is your long-cherished wish from the bottom of your heart..." Mayiyami kept chanting with cold sweat on her forehead.
Obviously, when he uses his abilities, he will also consume corresponding amounts of energy.
"Hey, add me, space storm!"
Seeing that the situation was improving, Abraham, who had always been timid by nature, mustered up the courage to use his magical powers.
Chi la la.
There was a tearing sound in the space, and violent hurricanes were shot out, surrounding Xiao Yi in a terrifying stranglehold.
At this time, the four successors of the fallen angels united to attack Xiao Yi.
Looking at the embarrassed figure stuck in the quagmire, Lucifer, who was standing outside watching the battle with an indifferent expression, said contemptuously:
"Tsk, tsk, it's really ugly. It seems that I overestimated the inheritance of the Supreme God of China."
"Maybe those losers can handle it without me taking action."
The words just fell.
Within the energy vortex.
Xiao Yi, who looked confused on the surface, had a blazing light in his eyes, raised his head and let out a long roar.
The rich and vibrant cyan light spreads, and the scars that were originally shocking healed.
He suddenly raised his hand and pulled out a long knife as black as ink from the void, and the golden lightning twisted and twisted like a divine punishment.
Stab——
As the extremely overbearing and terrifying sword light slashed out, the unparalleled power spread instantly.
"What?!
All offensives immediately collapsed.
Xi La and the others were so shocked that they retreated continuously, vomiting blood from their mouths, and showing horror on their expressions.
Xiao Yi's black hair was dancing wildly, and he was holding the Nine Heavens Hell Thunder Sword. The aura of his whole body was like a god or a demon. His murderous eyes scanned the entire audience, and he yelled: