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Chapter 1507 Swordman

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    "Kill me? You are not qualified!"

    Xiao Yi spoke calmly, looking in the direction of one of the grand master's chairs.

    This glance.

    It was so violent that the grand teacher's chair exploded with a bang.

    almost at the same time.

    A burst of roar suddenly echoed in Zhengyi Hall: "Bold!"

    Boom!

    A figure burst out from the shattered grand master's chair, and galloped towards Xiao Yi in a flash, like a transparent figure slapped down with a palm.

    Go straight to Xiao Yi Tian Ling Gai.

    This is to kill him with one blow!

    "ah¡­¡­"

    Ye Yingge exclaimed, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

    Xiaolin glanced at her and said lightly, "Don't worry!"

    The next second.

    Xiao Yi, who was supposed to fall under this sudden palm, raised his hand suddenly, and the palm was only a block through the void.

    Boom!

    The muffled thunder-like sound was deafening.

    The sudden palm also froze abruptly, and then withdrew abruptly.

    Den den den!

    Leave a series of footprints on the ground.

    Until then

    The transparent figure gradually manifested.

    This is a middle-aged man dressed in white, his beard and hair are as pale as snow, and even his pupils are white.

    If it weren't for the brilliance that kept coming out of those eyes, I'm afraid anyone who saw him would think he was blind.

    But Xiao Yi did not despise the person in front of him at all.

    This pair of eyes is not ordinary eyes, but a pair of sword eyes, which are condensed with swords as eyes.  This person is a top master in kendo.

    And this person's sword is slanted.

    All over the body.

    The beard and hair are swords.

    The eyes are swords.

    All bones are swords

    It is not an exaggeration to call him a sword man!

    "I didn't expect there to be such a sword addict in this world"

    Xiao Yi said calmly, only when he is obsessed with swordsmanship to the extreme, would he change his whole body into this state!

    "Huh? You can actually see the foundation of this seat?"

    Hong Lian squinted his eyes, and in those pale eyes like snow, there was a faint shadow of a sword moving back and forth.

    Really, as Xiao Yi speculated, these are a pair of sword eyes.

    "It's really puzzling that such a sword-loving person has a saber in the main hall" Xiao Yi pointed to the blood-dripping saber behind him, and said.

    Hong Lian said indifferently: "That is the weapon of the city lord, not my seat!"

    "I see!"

    Xiao Yi nodded, his whole body was relaxed, showing no sign of nervousness or apprehension that fell into a trap, "Your layout is not bad!"

    "Is it enough for you to be buried?" Hong Lian also asked.

    "not enough!"

    Xiao Yi shook his head.

    Although the two met for the first time, they were more like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

    Hong Lian asked curiously: "What else is missing? You are a person worthy of my attention. If I didn't owe Wang Jianfeng a favor, I would have spared you today. But unfortunately, I have already promised him that I will take you  Life will not let you take half a step forward!"

    Xiao Yi said: "There is a little anger missing here!"

    "angry?"

    Hong Lian was taken aback for a moment, and asked puzzledly, "Why is there still life in a burial place?"

    Xiao Yi leaned forward slightly, and his voice gradually became lower and lower: "You have killed him a lot, and you have sacrificed yourself to the appearance of such a swordsman who is neither human nor ghost. If you are buried here, you will not be angry at all.  , wouldn¡¯t it be possible to see the grass fluttering on the grave even after hundreds of thousands of years?¡±

    ""

    Hong Lian was speechless for a moment.

    Piaonima's Grave Grass!

    Do you have any awareness of being in danger?

    Obviously, I am the one who controls the initiative, okay?

    Hong Lian took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "You are really arrogant However, at your age and with such strength, anyone would be even more arrogant than you."

    "Thank you for the compliment!"

    Xiao Yi grinned, and then said sternly, "You are not my opponent, since you are fighting for the heavenly realm of nothing.For the sake of fighting in the battlefield for many years, immediately retreat, hand over Wang Shaojie and I can spare your life.  Otherwise, today I will overthrow your Zhengyitang!  "

    "Hahaha¡­¡­"

    Hong Lian looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard an extremely ridiculous joke, "The last person who dared to talk to me like that, now the grass on the grave has withered for hundreds of rounds."

    Laughter still echoed in the hall.

    Hong Lian suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a flash of light, his tongue turned out to be a sword.

    Swish!

    The sword light is shocking.

    Really, it's hardest to defend against verbal and verbal swords.

    when!

    Xiao Yi flicked his fingers and ejected the sword edge away, and he could not help showing a touch of surprise from the corner of his eye.  With the strength of his physical body, it is comparable to the Holy King Soldier.

    But it was just such a momentary collision that caused a sword mark on his finger.

    The blood is slowly overflowing.

    Even though it was just an undetectable sword mark, it was enough to prove that Hong Lian's combat strength was definitely higher than Wang Jianfeng's spiritual clone.

    "It's so hard, I just don't know how many times you can block my sword!" Hong Lian snorted coldly.

    His figure has exploded.

    With white hair, pale eyes, and even every piece of skin on his body can be used as a sword.  Xiao Yi was really amazed.

    He has never faced such a difficult opponent.

    "Qingping!"

    With his palm in the air, the Qingping sword tore through the void and appeared in his palm.

    Feel the terrifying sword intent filling the hall.

    The Qingping sword buzzed.

    Holy king soldiers.

    Confronting a swordsman at the level of the Holy King Soldier.

    This is destined to be a peak duel.

    Bang!

    The sharp tip of Qingping's sword stabbed out horizontally, and Hong Lian on the opposite side used his hand as a sword.

    The sword pointed a little in the air.

    The two collided in the void, bursting out dazzling light.

    almost at the same time.

    The corner of Hong Lian's mouth was raised slightly with a sinister sneer, and his arm became extremely soft, winding up the Qingping sword like a spirit snake.

    In an instant, it came to the hilt of the sword.

    "Let go!"

    Hong Lian let out a low growl.

    His palm unexpectedly turned into a spirit snake, and he drew it back abruptly, and then slashed towards Xiao Yi's wrist.

    The fingertips are sharp, comparable to a holy king's soldier.

    If this is cut, Xiao Yi's wrist will be hard to protect!

    Facing such critical moments.

    Xiao Yi, on the contrary, was surprisingly calm. He could only see his toes touching the ground. Although this was just an understatement, it made his figure jump up.

    The figure turned across the sky, spinning like a spinning top.

    Sheng Sheng took Hong Lian's soft sword-like arms twisted into twists. Although his body was transformed into a sword, it still had its own limits.

    Although unwilling.

    However, Hong Lian had no choice but to let go of the arm wrapped around Qingpingjian, and was about to push back, but a hand was stretched out in front of him.

    It was Xiao Yi

    Grabbing Hong Lian's palm, Xiao Yi continued to spin, and at the same time, he rose into the air until he was hanging above Hong Lian's head in an upside-down position.

    Hong Lian's pupils shrank suddenly: "Not good!"

    He wanted to break free.

    But how could Xiao Yi allow this kind of thing to happen?

    Grasping Hong Lian's palm, he pushed his strength to the extreme, the golden thunder light on the Fenglei Holy Body surged wildly, and the crackling sound of lightning and flint reverberated endlessly.

    At that moment he flew over Hong Lian's head.

    Qingping's sword landed on Hong Lian's shoulder with a clang.

    Poof!

    A gust of blood gushed out.

    ?Hong Lian's right arm, starting from the shoulder, was cut off by Xiao Yi (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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