"Brother, if we continue like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for long." Jin Shengli said through a message. Yin Wuji's face was gloomy, but the tone of his reply was brisk: "Don't worry, now that the fifth brother has intercepted the Immortal Saint, we will win this battle without a doubt." "Without a doubt?" ¡± Jin Shengli was a little puzzled. Now, we are clearly at a disadvantage, so why would the eldest brother say that victory is certain? Does it mean that the eldest brother still has a back-up plan? Thinking of this, although Jin Shengli was still puzzled, he was no longer as nervous as before. "Surrender! If the person who comes is an ordinary demonic saint, your martial arts evil-killing array can certainly perform meritorious deeds. Even if you can't kill him, you can still resist and prevent him from breaking through. But this saint is different. You should be very good at it. It's clear." Xiao Chen said indifferently with an evil look on his face. He is a saint puppet made by the Blood River Ancestor. Although his strength is only comparable to that of a junior saint, even some intermediate saints do not want to meet him. One reason is that the ancestor of Blood River is too strong, and if provoked, it is easy to cause death. The two reasons are because the Saint Puppet refined by the Blood River Ancestor is very difficult to deal with, almost more difficult to kill than the Intermediate Saint. Although the combat power is not very strong, it can endlessly draw on the power of the Netherworld Blood River. On many occasions, it can be considered invincible. It¡¯s very difficult to deal with. "Just like now, the martial arts evil-killing formation under the auspices of Yin Wuji can block even some junior peak saints, and can still fight against intermediate saints. But what happened was that they encountered the saint puppets refined by Blood River ancestors like Xiao Chen. Although they could not break through the formation for a while, they were constantly corroded by the dirty blood from the Netherworld Blood River. The martial arts evil-killing avenue was broken, almost. A matter of time. with no doubt. That¡¯s why Xiao Chen is so confident and arrogant. "Don't even think about it, even if you die, our martial arts will fight to the end!" "Yes, fight to the death!" "There are no cowards in martial arts!" "Destroy these devils!" However, what Xiao Chen didn't expect was that, His attempt to persuade him to surrender caused the martial arts monk to burst out. ???????????????????These martial arts monks, from gods to martial gods, have suffered losses from both immortals and demons, and have been oppressed by them. Therefore, everyone knows that even if they surrender, life will definitely be difficult. ?????????? The battle of the four realms is a battle of orthodoxy. Once defeated, martial arts will inevitably be extinct. There is absolutely no chance of any luck. Therefore, these people will not believe any of Xiao Chen's promises. In addition, martial arts is difficult, and those who choose martial arts have not gone through a lot of hardships to reach their current level? Even the lowest level of Martial Gods have gone through a lot of hardships before they realized their own magical powers and stepped into the realm of Martial Gods in one fell swoop. Compared with the immortals and demons who can advance by leaps and bounds as long as they have the spirit of the immortal spirit, their mentality There are two ways, but you need to be too firm. Therefore, among the countless martial arts monks, not one of them retreated in this situation. "Presumptuous! I wanted to give you a chance to live, but since you are bent on seeking death, I will not be merciful. Let's see how long you low-level martial arts cultivators can persist!" Xiao Chen's expression changed, and with a wave of his hand, the sea of ??blood rose again. The black and red color spread all over the world, pressing down heavily on the people in the martial arts slaying evil formation. "The sea of ??blood turns into swords, and thousands of swords kill!" With a thought in Xiao Chen's mind, the sea of ??blood turned into thousands of black and red blood swords, attacking the martial arts evil-killing formation. What¡¯s even more frightening is that this sword focuses on attacking the peripheral Martial Gods, as if it wants to kill these weak Martial Gods in one fell swoop and disintegrate the martial arts evil-killing formation. "No, shrink, cast Evil-Zeing Qiankun." Yin Wuji roared, and saw the golden light of the Martial Arts-Zhuxie Formation suddenly retracted, the huge golden giant like a god and demon disappeared, and the huge formation continued to Shrinking, as if the space inside was folding, shrinking countless times, but the golden light of the protective array became brighter and brighter. In just a moment, he blocked the thousands of black and red blood swords that were stabbing him. "You still have this hand?" Xiao Chen was a little surprised. But soon, he fought with both hands, and the thousands of bloody swords merged into one, turning into a shocking giant sword, which suddenly struck the golden light of the martial arts slaying evil formation. The golden light trembled and became dimmed. Even some of the people who set up the formation inside were seriously injured.??, spitting out blood. "Haha, I thought it was so powerful!" Xiao Chen laughed loudly, waved his hand, and slashed with his sword again. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????In fact, it is a very consuming thing for Xiao Chen. However, as long as this formation is broken, the remaining things can be solved even if he doesn't take action. Behind him, there are nearly a hundred Demon Lords and hundreds of Demon Emperors. Once the formation is broken, killing these martial arts cultivators is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog. Therefore, Xiao Chen had no scruples and slashed down with one sword. After ten sword strikes, the golden light scattered in all directions. The martial arts evil-killing formation was completely destroyed. Most of the people in the formation were seriously injured and were no longer able to fight. Xiao Chen's face became increasingly pale. But there was a look of great excitement on his face. "With the power of one person, even a saint can be proud of defeating the martial arts evil-killing formation." He thought in his heart, but his expression calmed down, and he waved his hand gently: "Kill them all!" He has been waiting for a long time. The demonic monks who had been there for a long time all screamed strangely and rushed forward excitedly. One of them arrived in front of Xiao Chen. "Holy Lord, are you okay?" the man asked with concern. Xiao Chen frowned, but sensing the aura of this demon king at his peak, he still responded: "It doesn't matter, you go and kill these guys, the blood in the sky will restore me." "Yes." He said, This person is leaving. Xiao Chen felt relieved. But in the next moment, an endless crisis entered his heart. Then, a phantom light appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes. He felt that he was under the sun, as if he was about to be burned to death by the sun. All the blood in the body will evaporate. "This, is this an illusion?" Xiao Chen was shocked. But soon, he sneered: "You want to kill me with just a mere illusion?" Then, a burst of blood spurted out from Xiao Chen's body, and all of a sudden, it turned into a bloody sword, fiercely With a wave of his hand, the entire world was shattered. "No, there is a traitor, go and save the Holy Lord!" At the same time, the Demon Lords who rushed towards the martial arts monks also felt that there was a change in the rear, and turned around one after another. They saw an extremely unfamiliar demonic monk standing in front of Xiao Chen, seemingly performing some secret technique, while Xiao Chen kept waving something, as if resisting. However, not a single bit of holy power came out. "This, this person is actually a half-step saint. Who is he?" (To be continued.)