After the red-clothed holy envoy landed, he looked at Qing Lin who was snatched away, and became angry and said: "Do it!"
Whoosh!
In an instant, eight grim-faced knights armed with spears and controlled wild beasts rushed toward Si Xueyi.
Upon seeing this, Qing Lin quickly backed away, took out the Demon Locking Cage, enlarged it, and put himself in it.
She felt very funny. She never dreamed that the Demon Locking Cage could be used like this.
But there was no time to think so much at the moment, because the war had already begun.
Qinglin's eyes were all focused on Si Xueyi.
The Grimace Knight was already extremely powerful, but now with the blessing of the beast, the impact of the spear became extremely terrifying.
Si Xueyi smiled, the dragon roared in his body, and the power of the dragon was instantly emitted.
Under the impact of the dragon's power, the beast was immediately frightened and fell down like a hill.
The nine Ghostface Knights were shocked, but quickly calmed down.
They each jumped into the air, holding guns in their right hands, and continued to kill Si Xueyi.
Si Xueyi moved around on the spot to avoid these nine attacks, and then grabbed a spear like lightning.
The terrifying power of the divine dragon's body burst out, the Grimace Knight staggered, and the spear was snatched away by Si Xueyi.
Si Xueyi turned around and used the force to stab the spear out.
Terrifying power was attached to the spear, shattering the air like a wall. The Grimace Knight, who had just stood still, had no time to react before his head was pierced by the spear.
Bang!
Ghostface Knight's head exploded and he fell down into a headless corpse.
Clang Clang Clang!
Si Xueyi drew back her gun and launched her attack, blocking all the attacks from the remaining eight people.
With one against eight, he was not only relaxed but also forced the opponent to be unable to resist.
"The iron rope crosses the river!"
"Dream into the stars!"
"The clouds are moving in all directions!"
"Wind drunk for nine days!"
…
Si Xueyi suddenly took action, Long Yuan rotated inside his body, and the spear wandered outside his body.
For a moment, there was a turmoil inside and outside, and eight afterimages appeared, each with a shot, and each shot had a different artistic conception.
When the afterimages overlapped, Si Xueyi danced lightly in white and stood proudly with a spear in hand.
The eight people on the opposite side were all lying on the ground, screaming in agony, with a hole as big as a bowl opened in their chests.
All nine Ghostface Knights died!
Everything happened in a moment, and the red-dressed holy envoy and others were all shocked.
Mei Zihua and Long Ying were also quite surprised when they saw it, with a strange color flashing in their eyes.
"court death!"
The holy envoy in red was furious. She turned into a ghostly red light and came to Si Xueyi's side in the blink of an eye.
Her cultivation level is extremely advanced, she has reached the realm of the ninth level of Dragon Vein, and the shadow of the Dragon Vein behind her is thousands of feet tall.
Si Xueyi threw away the spear, activated the Arhat's golden body and the divine dragon's body at the same time, and calmly fought with the Dragon-Tiger Fist.
Bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves.
Si Xueyi stood towering and motionless on the mountain, while the red-clothed Holy Envoy was like a phantom, constantly changing around him, so fast that people could not see his body clearly.
This is a magic phantom of the Demon Sect. It is not only extremely fast, but also has many changes and infinite mysteries.
The body of the holy envoy in red is like a thin piece of red cloth, strong and flexible, yet mysterious and mysterious.
But when she took action, she erupted with terrifying power that didn't match her flexible body.
But the Holy Envoy in red became more and more frightened as he fought!
No matter how she attacked, Si Xueyi could block it and stood still without taking a step back.
She had no reservations in her cultivation, but Si Xueyi could still catch it steadily.
What's even more frightening is that the pressure on the opponent is still increasing, as if the sky is falling on him.
"The Phantom of the Demon!"
The red-clothed holy envoy became anxious and retreated suddenly, and nine shadows that were difficult to distinguish between true and false appeared in mid-air.
Godly Eyes of Creation!
A ray of purple fire lingered in Si Xueyi's eyes, and he immediately saw the true form clearly, and punched the true form without hesitation.
Click!
At the same time as he took action, another shackle in his body was broken, and now a total of nine shackles were broken.
The holy envoy in red was unable to dodge and was hit in the shoulder by the punch, and immediately spit out blood in mid-air.
Si Xueyi took a step forward and turned his fist into a claw, trying to lock it completely.
Whoops!
But the opponent's body slid past like water, and Si Xueyi only pulled off a piece of her red dress.
The holy envoy in red retreated to his original position, revealing his fair shoulders and a pair of collarbones, showing off his enchanting figure.
Si Xueyi threw the clothes away, flew up, and continued to chase the opponent.
"Form up!"
The expression of the red holy envoy changed drastically, and the remaining nine ghost-faced knights turned over and put their ghost-faced cloaks on the ground.
They knelt on one knee, condensing a certain gesture, and remained motionless like sculptures.
Whoosh!
The ghostly face cloak burned, and a ghastly formation appeared, shrouding the red holy envoy.
Si Xueyi stepped into the formation and fought against the red-clad holy envoy again.
After three moves, the red-dressed holy envoy roared angrily, and the power from the formation poured into her body. She knocked Si Xueyi away with one palm.
After Si Xueyi landed, he took a step back before standing still.
He looked calm, staring ahead and thinking about ways to break the formation.
The holy envoy in red snorted coldly: "Si Xueyi, you are too young to fight with me. With the help of this ghost bone array, I am invincible under the throne of heaven!"
Above the heavens!
Si Xueyi broke another shackle, and another sky curtain fell, with scattered starlight streaking across the sky.
He rushed into the ghost bone array again, but the effect was still not very good.
With the blessing of the formation, the red-clothed holy envoy's strength increased dramatically, and he could even hurt his divine dragon body.
Before the opponent could launch a counterattack, Si Xueyi tiptoed and exited the ghost bone formation like lightning.
The holy envoy in red missed his attack and was furious. He stared at Mei Zi Hua and said, "Mei Zi Hua, if you don't take action, how long will it take to watch the show!"
Mei Zihua smiled, knowing that he had to take action.
But at this moment, the situation in the sky and the earth changed color, and the dragon roared in the sky.
Si Xueyi, who retreated, was supported by the mighty force of heaven and earth and stood suspended in the air, reaching a height of thirty feet.
He held a purple thunder spear in his hand. The wind and clouds above him were turning, and a dragon shadow was circling.
Mei Zi picture's expression changed slightly, and before he could make any move, Si Xueyi threw the spear in his hand.
Boom!
The terrifying pressure caused boundless winds, and the electric light on Si Xueyi's body was as dazzling as the sun.
He was dressed in white, and he looked as majestic and solemn as a god in mid-air. Everyone felt an inexplicable fear.
The divine dragon falls to the emperor and slays!
The lightning spear pierced the void, shattering the ghost bone formation with just one blow, and the nine ghost-faced knights were blown to pieces.
Phew!
The spear pierced the chest of the red-clothed holy envoy, nailing him firmly to the ground.
Si Xueyi floated to the ground, and his gaze fell on the astonished Mei Zihua.
He had already made up his mind and would never give the other party a chance to join forces with the red holy envoy.
"Plum Blossom Painting, Tianxu Holy City was stunned. Now half a year has passed, let Si Mou see your style again."
Si Xueyi looked at Mei Zihua, her long hair dancing in the wind, and a hint of fighting spirit in her eyes.
Frankly speaking, Si Xueyi did not regard the holy envoy in red as an opponent, just a local chicken and a tile dog.
The only real opponent is Mei Zihua.
Mei Zihua is also an opponent worthy of respect, although their positions are different.
But that day in the secret realm of Longling, he was deeply impressed by the opponent's question of whether a mortal body could capture a real dragon.
The style of plum painting remains outstanding.
He stretched out his hand to signal Long Ying and the other monks of the Sword Holding Hall not to take action.
Mei Zihua said softly: "Senior brother also wants to see how strong you are now that you have become an immortal from the Holy Academy."
Previously in the Holy City of Tianxu, he had achieved enlightenment on the Four Holy Platforms and witnessed Si Xueyi passing through the three levels of the Holy Court with invincible style.
It was predicted at that time that the other party was a true dragon going to sea, and he would definitely have a bright future in the Holy Court.
But I still didn't expect that in less than half a year, Si Xueyi had grown to where he is now.
Seeing this scene, the holy envoy in red, who was pinned with a spear, saw vicious hatred in his eyes.
What a plum painting, you actually have friendship with Si Xueyi!
No wonder he sat on the mountain and watched the fight between tigers and saw that she was defeated but did not take action.
hateful!
If she can survive this battle, she will report to the Demon Sect and let Mei Zihua die without a burial place.
She struggled hard and tried to pull out the lightning spear.
boom!
The spear immediately released a terrifying electric light, which shocked her to the point of excruciating pain and made her scream in agony.
Qing Lin, who was in the demon lock cage, couldn't help but feel happy when she saw this.
This bad woman deserves it!
But when he turned his eyes, he found that Mei Zihua was holding the Qiushui Sword in his hand, walking towards Si Xueyi step by step.
She was extremely anxious and couldn't help shouting: "Mei Zihua, you can't use Qiushui Sword, this... this is not fair!"
Mei Zihua laughed when he heard this, but the laughter sounded a bit sad and sad.
His long hair was waving wildly, and he said loudly: "Fair? Has God ever been fair to me, Mei Zi Hua? I still have to use this Qiushui Sword!"