Xiao Yi's punch was so powerful that even the hill would explode if hit.
Although Yan Xing's body was protected by powerful profound energy, he was still hit in the face, and his whole body flew out like a meteorite.
Half of his face instantly became red and swollen, a few teeth even fell out, and blood spurted out of his mouth.
"What? Yan Xing was actually knocked away by Xiao Yi."
"How is this possible? I'm not dreaming." The expressions on the faces of the warriors who were watching froze, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
In their minds, Yan Xing is synonymous with invincibility among the younger generation. Even Yuan Tai, who has awakened Zhu Yan's bloodline, cannot hurt him.
But now, he was punched in the face by Xiao Yi, and he looked miserable.
This completely subverted everyone's imagination.
"It's the second level of true meaning! He actually cultivated another imperial-level martial arts to develop the second level of true meaning." In the sky, Duan Yulong suddenly stood up from his seat in the chariot, his face turned gloomy.
The weather is uncertain.
"Damn it, his talent has completely surpassed ours." Jiang Shaokong couldn't help but exclaimed.
"I really want to kill him with my own hands." Ji Qingshan felt murderous intent surging through his body.
As candidates for the Holy Son, the three of them have the highest talents of their generation, but they have only mastered two imperial-level martial arts to achieve two levels of true meaning.
But Xiao Yi, who was four or five years younger than them, had already done it.
This is undoubtedly a slap in their face and humiliates them.
"What a scoundrel, you can hide so deeply. The stronger your talent, the more likely you are to die today." On the rostrum, Xiao Ling's eyes became extremely cold, and his determination to kill Xiao Yi became even more determined.
Xiao Yi's talent was almost catching up with that of his daughter Xiao Biyue, so he absolutely could not let Xiao Yi live any longer.
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"Ah! Xiao Yi, I'm going to kill you." At this time, a hysterical roar suddenly came from above the battle platform.
After Yan Xing's body flew hundreds of feet away, it finally stopped and was protected by Pixiu's claws.
Half of his face was swollen like a pig's head, and his originally handsome face looked particularly ugly.
This is absolutely an unimaginable shame for Yan Xing.
From childhood to adulthood, he has been shrouded in an aura of invincibility.
Among warriors of the same level, no one has ever been able to harm him.
But now, he was hit hard in the face by a warrior who was seven or eight years younger than him.
This is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
"With your little ability, you dare to threaten to kill me within ten moves. I feel ashamed for you. I advise you to just find a piece of tofu and kill it." Xiao Yi's body was suspended in mid-air.
Deliberately irritating Yanxing Dao.
This guy acted aloof from beginning to end and didn't put anyone in his eyes.
Now, Xiao Yi took practical actions and slapped him hard on the face to see how he could keep pretending.
"Xiao Yi, I will fight you until death. When I kill you, even the people around you will die." Yan Xing's facial features were twisted together, like an evil ghost from hell, looking particularly ferocious.
.
He has never hated someone so much.
Therefore, not only did he want to kill Xiao Yi, but he also wanted everyone around Xiao Yi to be buried with him.
Otherwise, it will be difficult to vent the hatred in your heart.
"If you dare to threaten me, I will send you on your way." A cold light suddenly shot out from Xiao Yi's eyes.
What he hates most is when others threaten him with his relatives and friends.
Therefore, he no longer plans to play with Yan Xing.
Today, we must not let him leave alive.
Whoosh.
The next moment, Xiao Yi once again displayed the true meaning of phantom, and his body instantly transformed into sixteen rays, all of which rushed towards Yan Xing.
At the same time, he also activated the Dream Emperor's true intention, and waves of terrifying mental power rushed towards Yan Xing like huge waves.
"Ignorant bitch, you will never understand how terrifying my Pixiu bloodline is. Break it for me." At this moment, Yan Xing let out an angry shout.
roar.
In an instant, a forty-foot-long Pixiu emerged from behind Yan Xing, like a crimson ancient sacred mountain, exuding a heaven-destroying aura.
It has the body of a lion, the head of a real dragon, its body is covered with red scales, and it constantly spurts out terrifying divine fire.
The entire battle platform was suddenly in a melting pot.
"Die to me."
As Yan Xing's thoughts moved, the brave animal rushed toward Xiao Yi with its teeth and claws bared, and its huge body instantly dispersed the surrounding thoughts.
Immediately afterwards, balls of extremely hot divine fire spurted out from Pi Xiu's body, completely drowning Xiao Yi's phantom.
"As expected of the supreme fifth-grade bloodline, it is indeed very strong." Xiao Yi's true body had already appeared hundreds of feet away at this time, and was not hit by the Pixiu.
He squinted his eyes slightly, stared at the Pixiu coldly, and thought to himself.
The supreme fifth-grade bloodline can be said to be the most powerful bloodline in the dragon world.
There are not many people with this kind of bloodline, even among the major external forces.
Therefore, the strength of Yan Xing should not be underestimated.
"It seems that if I want to kill him with the cultivation level of Wuhou Ninth Level, it will take some effort, or my true cultivation level will be exposed." Xiao Yi said to himself in his heart.
"You bastard, are you scared now? No one will be able to save you today." Yan Xing looked extremely ferocious, and urged Pi Xiu behind him to kill Xiao Yi again.
He felt that the reason why he was hit by Xiao Yi before was because he underestimated the enemy and did not burst out the power of Pixiu bloodline in the first time.
But now, it would be absolutely easy for him to crush and kill Xiao Yi.
"Oh my God! The Flame Punishment has finally taken action. This is his true strength! It's really terrifying."
"Xiao Yi thought he could defeat the Flame Punishment, but now it seems that it is just a joke."
"In the final analysis, it's because Xiao Yi's cultivation level is too low. If he steps into the half-step Martial King realm, he might still have a chance to fight against Yan Xing." The warriors onlookers started talking, some were amazed, others sneered.
, and some people regret it.
"That's it, Xiao Yi, you can't defy heaven. Even we may not be able to cross two realms and defeat Yan Xing." Duan Yulong looked extremely indifferent, as if he had already seen Xiao Yi being killed.
The scene of death.
Whoosh.
Just when everyone thought that Xiao Yi would continue to evade, something unexpected happened.
Xiao Yi's body suddenly released purple rays of light, as if bathed in the bright sun, and he took the initiative to greet the Pixiu.
"I will let you understand what a true genius is."