ps: In the previous chapter, Xu Yi's identity should have been hidden but not revealed. As a result, the previous chapter has been modified, and this one has been revealed. I am very sorry for the inconvenience caused to everyone!

Under the pine tree, Wu Cheng's eyes were like eagles, staring at the Scarface Taoist, with anger in his chest boiling.

He recognized the true body of the Scarface Taoist. Who is Xu Yi, who deserves death and who should be dismembered?

The Scarface Taoist is undoubtedly Xu Yi. From Li Xiuluo, he learned that Xia Zimo was chased by the Soul-Striking Ancestor in Canglong Mountain. He had never thought about whether he could fight against him or not, and his heart had already flew to Canglong Mountain.

When he arrived at the outskirts of the city, he happened to run into the flying boat operation office with the real sign of the strange monster to attract business. No matter how anxious he was, he knew that instead of rushing around with headless flies, it was better to search on a boat.

As soon as I got here, I saw a bloodshot scene.

Xia Zimo's falling blood feathers seemed to turn into sharp knives, cutting and removing bones in his heart.

It was not until then that Xu Yi realized that some things were unstoppable when they came.

Mr. Xu was heartbroken and would not be stingy to return the pain thousands of times.

This is why he ignored the masters looking around in the audience and forced his move, shattering Yao Wuhui's dantian.

The reason why Wu Chenghou was able to recognize Xu Yi was not because he had superpowers, but because Xu Yi was really as close as the sea of ​​hatred for him.

Not to mention the treasure that Xu Yi had obtained after a lot of effort, the only thing he had to do was to kill his son was irreconcilable.

The deep hatred and the deep thoughts of Xu Yi's figure, eyebrows and eyes, and the Marquis Wu Cheng had been carved into his bones.

At this moment, although Xu Yi changed his outfit and appearance, he might be able to hide it from others, Wu Chenghou recognized him almost at a glance.

Not to mention the infinite sea as evidence, Xu Yi's identity was determined to die.

At this moment, Wu Cheng Hou looked at Xu Yi and his heart gushed.

He never expected that in just a few months, the thief had grown to a jaw-dropping level. The monster was as fierce as a monster and had no regrets. He was as fierce as a literary crane, and all fell under his hands.

The infinite sea is so terrifying that it is such a thief. If you don’t get rid of it at this time, then when will it be?

Just as Wen Shouhe turned around and welcomed him, Wu Chenghou shook the reins and activated the Tianma, and was about to come forward.

The guests behind him all understood the intentions of the Marquis of Wu Cheng and were waiting for the minister to follow him. Suddenly, the cold light flashed. Wu Cheng and the Tianma who were sitting under his command, had their heads cut off and blood squirted.

Such a strange scene immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

The one who took action was the white-clothed handsome man who called himself "Feng".

Suddenly, the white-clothed handsome man stepped out of the flying boat and stepped in the air. He reached a bluestone on the mottled cliff wall, pressed his sword knee and said coldly, "There are only one strange monsters, and there are many people who seek it. A chaotic battle, like decades ago, many powerful people snatched the corpse of dragons, and a big battle, and a flying egg. This time, he snatched the strange monsters, and each one should do his best. The only requirement is to fight alone."

The sound is not loud, neither hurry nor slow, and it is heard within a few miles.

The handsome man in white jumped out of the flying boat and showed his true appearance, and was immediately recognized.

"The Great Yue Sword King!"

"Sword King Feng Xifeng!"

"Oh my God, why is he here?"

Feng Xifeng was shocked by the scene. He turned a deaf ear and said loudly, "The Demon Ancestor, Wen Zu, the two are senior masters, and my master also praised their character. This time, since the two ancestors have sent children to compete for victory, they are expected to have the idea of ​​watching from the wall. I think Feng's words will be consistent with the wishes of the two seniors."

Feng Xifeng stepped into the void with his long body, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his clothes fluttered, and his head held high, not intimidated by the pressure of the soul-sensing ancestor. His peerless charm caused many people to secretly envy him.

On the cliff, the old ancestor of the Wen family had a thin and old face that was already dark and steep. He stared at Xu Yi's eyes and turned to Feng Xifeng. It was hundreds of feet apart. Zhan Ran's eyes were almost condensed into reality. "Junior, look at the face of Zhan Zun, I forgive you for your rudeness just now. Since you don't know how to advance or retreat, I will give you some color. Even if Zhan Zun knows it, I must not blame me."

After the words were finished, the ancestor of the Wen family suddenly grabbed the big hand. With this grab, the air around him suddenly tightened, and his big hand put the Buddha and gave birth to a deep and invisible black d.

In an instant, countless black and shiny air cones with terrifying pressure emerged in the air, whistling towards Feng Xifeng, as dense as rainstorms and as fast as a meteor, and arrived in an instant.

Everyone's eyes widened, and even Xu Yi, who had just finished dealing with Wenshou crane, temporarily calmed down his heart and focused on the shocking battle.

When the sword king Feng Xifeng was still in Guang'an, he heard about it.

The Great Yue Sword King is famous for his great reputation. It is rumored that this king can cut off the mountain mist with one sword, but the one that attracts Xu Yi's most attention was the Red Divine Intention Sword in Feng Xifeng's hand. It is said that this sword was also trained with iron essence as the main material.

Just now, he was about to kill Wenshouhe with the power of Qilong. The ancestor of the Wen family took action in time and easily defeated Qilong with a Qi spear. Seeing that the Qi cone was about to stab his eyebrows, a silver light flashed and the Qi cone shattered.

The Qi Cone was in great momentum, and Xu Yi was caught off guard, so his mind was confused by the supreme murderous intent of Qi Cone, and his mind was lost, but his perception was still there, and he could accurately capture the person who took action. It was Feng Xifeng.

Feng Xifeng was in the year and was able to withstand the legendary attack of the Soul-Surviving Ancestor with his late-stage cultivation, Xu Yi was greatly disappointed.

Before, only relying on perception, and not too late to investigate how Feng Xifeng made his moves. At this moment, the war broke out again, and Xu Yi forgot the crisis for a while. He purely used the heart of a warrior to fight martial arts, and watched this shocking battle that was destined to be recorded in the history of the Great Yue martial arts.

Xu Yi had experienced the Qi cone of the ancestor of the Wen family. The vigorous murderous intent and desolate sharpness were something he had never felt before. He had never really fought against the master of the Ningy Realm. He had broken the dantian of the Yao Wuhui, but he had just taken advantage of the unprepared attacks, but he had seen the strongest attacks of the powerful people in the Ningy Realm.

In the past, in the battle of the ancient tomb, Shui Yi resisted the Qi Sword of the Second Master of the Jiang family with his undefeated golden body. Apart from each other, Xu Yi truly felt the power of the Qi Sword.

When you look at it in detail, the momentum and movement of the second master of the Jiang family are far better than the small aura that is pressing towards the eyebrows, but in terms of murderous intent and sharpness, they are far inferior.

He asked someone to catch a cone.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Wen family was furious and raised his hand. The air cone turned into rain. The huge pressure made hundreds of people from all directions surrounded by them retreat.

Only the second master of the Jiang family and several extremely powerful people in the Condensation Realm can sit steadily and watch the storm.

The air cone was rushing over and over, and surrounded it from all directions, with Feng Xifeng as the center. In an instant, the air seemed to be drained.

The face of King Feng Jian, who always looked calm, rarely showed a solemn expression. When his palms were closed, a long sword seemed to be born from the void.

Its sword has no handle, three feet and three inches long, the sword body is as thin as a cicada's wings, and its whole body is red. It is the famous Divine Intention Sword.

The Divine Intent Sword was coming out, and the light was lit. As Feng Jianwang's open palms closed, the Divine Intent Sword suddenly slashed out a vast silver light, and the silver light was everywhere, and the air cone was shattered.
Chapter completed!