Boom!

Xu Yi did not dodge or avoid, and used Mutian spear to stab the gun forward with the spear.

"Lonely Mountain Blade!"

The old man was calm and calm. As the sword was swinging, countless sword shadows formed a sword shield in front of him.

With a pop, although the sword and shield were broken, Xu Yi's spear light also disappeared.

"You are too weak, otherwise I wouldn't have blocked this attack so easily." The old man said.

"It's quite weak."

Xu Yi nodded, and the blood suddenly shone out.

"Shura rage!"

The old man looked shocked, and he did not dare to hesitate, and immediately retreated.

But soon, he found that he could not dodge, and this attack was locked, unless he fled the Southern Xinjiang Palace.

But once he goes out, it means he has admitted defeat and has lost the qualification to continue to challenge.

"Ten Thousand Swords Art!"

In an instant, countless sword shadows burst out, surrounding the old man's body, and turned into a silver circle.

The dazzling gun light hit the silver round shield, and countless sword shadows shattered inch by inch.

"disease!"

The old man's hair and beard were all open, and with a low roar, the black sword in his hand rotated quickly. His palm slapped at the end of the hilt, and the sword turned into a black dragon shadow and rushed towards him.

The Shura's anger was broken, and the dragon shadow came in an instant, submerging Xu Yi.

Boom!

The deafening sound echoed, and smoke bursts of smoke and dust burst out from the open space.

Xuan Tianli's heart tightened, but he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt the breath of Xu Yi in the smoke and dust in the sky.

Pick.

There was a sound of footsteps.

Xu Yi was covered in blood and walked out of the smoke and dust. The black Mutian Gun seemed to be flowing down.

"Shura blood, killing the people!"

"kill!"

Xu Yi was like the Blood Demon God of Prison, his body flashed, as if a man and a gun were united, turning into a blood-colored whirlwind, carrying unrivaled power and arrived in an instant.

The old man was shocked and quickly made gestures. His thin body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he became a strong man with a burly figure and two meters tall.

But the blood-colored whirlwind has already hit.

"ah!"

The old man screamed in a terrifying and splattered blood in every pore on his body.

boom!

A large area of ​​the wall was completely collapsed.

Xu Yi knelt on one knee, and every muscle on his body was trembling.

His body has reached its limit, and if he continues to fight, he may be torn apart.

The old man was lying there, his burly body quickly shriveled, covered in blood, but his face was pale as if he was dead.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he took a step forward, took only two steps, and then lay straight on the ground, breathing faintly.

"Open your mouth."

When Xu Yi's voice sounded in the old man's ear, the old man subconsciously opened his mouth.

A pill suddenly sank into his mouth and melted in his mouth. An amazing medicinal effect quickly nourished his body, which was exhausted.

The old man breathed a long sigh and waited for a while before slowly sitting up. Without any hesitation, he threw a divine crystal card at Xuan Tianli, then slowly stood up and said, "I am convinced by defeat, the Yangtze River is pushed by the old waves. A mediocre person like me has been eliminated by this era. King of Southern Xinjiang, wish you good luck."

"Don't want to hear the secret of Shura's bloodline?"

"I don't listen anymore. I'm also going to live my life and say goodbye."

Stumbling, the old man walked to the distance.

Xu Yi still kneeled on one knee.

Haven't recovered yet.

The move to defeat the old man has exhausted his energy and his body has reached its limit.
Chapter completed!