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Chapter 478 I Can Hit One Hundred!

"If you want to fight, I will fight!"

Xiao Yi looked at Huihai Sword Lord and Yang Kun with a expressionless face. The war in his eyes was as frenzy as the scorching sun.

Beside him...

Shadow Demon and others followed closely, never leaving each other, and everyone was filled with a huge sense of fighting.

Especially Shadow Demon and Zhang Ling, they were originally slaves of the Beast Emperor City, and were imprisoned in the dark dungeon, living an extraordinary life.

It was precisely because of Xiao Yi's appearance that they were rescued from the darkness.

Recreate the kindness.

Zhang Ling has the hottest temper. He took a step forward, his sword eyebrows were like a knife, and his fierce eyes were staring at Yang Kun: "Dog bastard, my dean is so generous, but you are against him everywhere. I have the affair to come to me. If I can't beat you, I will hold you and self-destruct. Do you dare to come?"

"Hahaha, Zhang Ling, where is your turn to explode? I will do it first if I want to explode!" Shadow Demon said with a grin.

In words.

The sonorous sound is as firm as gold and iron.

Yang Kun's face was blue and white, and his eyes were filled with vicious cold light: "Since you all want to die, I will fulfill your wishes. Liu Chun, kill him for me, I want his heart to drink..."

"yes!"

Behind the Huihai Sword Lord, a bald man touched his big bald head, walked up with a wicked smile, licked his lips with a scarlet tongue, staring at Zhang Ling, "You are just begging for death, right?"

boom!

A circle of green halos appeared under Liu Chun's feet. As the halos floated, the dazzling green light was indefinitely swept.

It scattered in all directions one after another.

Zhang Ling's pupils shrank slightly, revealing a deep solemnity and fear: "This person's cultivation is at least the fifth level of the Dharma Realm. It seems that he really needs to be prepared to die together!"

Although Zhang Ling has been in Xiaoshanheyuan these days, both resources and martial arts have been greatly improved.

But he is now only at the second level of Dharma Realm.

Compared with Liu Chun's current strength, he is indeed much worse. If he wants to win, he can only fight for his life. Zhang Ling turned around and looked at Xiao Yi, grinned and said, "Dean, I'll take the lead..."

Swish!

Zhang Lingzong jumped up and was about to climb to the altar.

But at this moment...

A white palm fell on his ankle, and Zhang Ling paused and smashed his face down to the ground with a bang. He fell down a dog's shit, his face covered in dust, and looked at Xiao Yi with a confused look: "Director, Dean, what are you doing?"

Zhang Ling feels very wronged!

I was about to climb to the altar, why did I pull it off?

Yang Kun narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Yi: "What? Dean Xiao, is he going to surrender without a fight?"

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

Xiao Yi glanced at him, then walked to Zhang Ling and patted his shoulder gently, and said with a smile, "With me here, how can you fight to the death?"

"Dean, you are..." Zhang Ling was stunned.

The shadow demon next to him rushed forward, grabbed Xiao Yi, and said in a deep voice: "Dean, you are our backbone. As long as you are in Xiaoshanheyuan, you will not collapse. You cannot take risks, so let us leave this here!"

"Dean, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been today. Now, someone dares to deal with you, so we should be the pioneer!"

"You just let Zhang Ling go!"

Everyone said.

Xiao Yi smiled indifferently and looked around everyone: "Since you call me the dean, I will naturally have the responsibility to protect you. Just stand here and watch!"

"Director, never!"

"Master, they wish you could take action, you can't be fooled!" Jin Feiyan's eyes were full of begging, pulling Xiao Yi's sleeve, begging bitterly.

Xiao Yi rubbed her head and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a group of native chickens and tiled dogs, why fear there is one?"

Swish!

Xiao Yi jumped and landed on the altar.

He hooked his fingers at Liu Chun and said with a contemptuous look: "Come up and die!"

"Arrogant!"

Liu Chun snorted coldly, rubbed his big hand on his head, and smiled sinisterly, "Everyone says you are so powerful, I want to see if you are as rumored..."

Swish!

Lotus grow under Liu Chun's feet, and it rises step by step, lands steadily on the altar, and speaks proudly: "Xiao Yi, I saw you pointing at Ye Heng to fight before, and it seems that you have a lot of combat experience. I just don't know if you can react so quickly when you fight yourself!"

"Noisy!"

Xiao Yi shook his hand impatiently and pointed his sword finger out in the air, "Breaking the Star!"

Buzz!

A little cold light condensed on the tips of the fingers. The cold light shone like a star, turning into a six-pointed star and burst out. Along the way, the starlight spread across, dragging out a bright and bright star mark.

The six-pointed stars are constantly spinning and getting bigger and bigger.

Along the stars, whirlwinds cut everything in front of them, extremely sharp.

"Just-like tricks..."

Liu Chun's face was full of disdain.

As my feet stumble, a circle of energy dissipates and opens.

The ground roared in front of him, and the ground suddenly exploded. A green tree broke out from the ground, and its roots were like a black giant snake and tangled with pieces of earth and rocks, blocking him.

Under the altar, Yang Kun said proudly: "Liu Chun is a rare wood spirit body. Practicing the "Master of the Wood" can control the power of the forest. This tree is an iron dragon wood, which is extremely strong and it is difficult to break its defense even at the peak of ordinary Dharma images. Xiao Yi will never be able to..."

The words have not ended.

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from his ears. The Huihai Sword Lord on the side grabbed Yang Kun and retreated. In the position where Yang Kun had stood, a broken branch penetrated Liu Chun's chest and smashed to the ground with a bang.

Tick ​​tick!

The blood slid down the tree trunk and dripped on the ground, exploding and turning into clusters of bright red blood like plum blossoms.

Gulu!

Yang Kun swallowed hard and looked towards the altar with a look of surprise. The iron dragon wood that could not have been broken by Xiao Yi in his mouth was cut off by Xiao Yi in the waist.

Jin Feiyan felt relieved, with a bright smile on her pretty face, and she looked at Yang Kun provocatively: "Dear Your Highness Yang Kun, didn't you say that this dragon Tiemu is indestructible? Why did my master cut it off just by just a snap of his fingers?"

"you……"

Yang Kun's face turned blue and white, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Feiyan, how could you talk to Your Highness Yang Kun like this? Apologize to Your Highness quickly!" Xiao Yi said with a stern face.

"ah?"

Jin Feiyan was stunned, unable to understand why Xiao Yi suddenly asked her to apologize to Yang Kun, and a hint of grievance appeared on her red face. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Xiao Yi say loudly: "Your Highness Yang Kun, Feiyan is spoiled by me, and she can't hide her words. I hope your highness will forgive you."

"Well……"

Yang Kun blinked, looking confused.

Seeing Xiao Yi's gaze becoming more and more unfamiliar, could this guy give in?

But soon he knew that he was thinking too much...

Xiao Yi looked at the masters of various major forces behind Yang Kun and waved his hand and said, "Is there any such master? I can beat a hundred masters like that! Or let those behind you go together?"
Chapter completed!
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