Chapter 1037

Bing Xin's beautiful eyes have closed at the moment. She is going to die in this ancient battlefield today, but she didn't see the last side of Sun Yi. She said goodbye first, and her heart is unwilling.

She was desperate. Her hands instinctively swung forward and were swallowed up by the vortex. Her two sleeves of clothes were scattered and strangled to pieces by the vortex of the spirit. The white and tender jade arm was scratched with blood by the dark wind like a knife.

"Wow!" At Bingxin's desperate moment, a familiar man's breath poured into her nose. A strong arm wrapped around her waist and quickly took her away from the Yin spirit vortex, and a nearby emperor was ruthlessly swallowed.

It was Sun Yi who arrived here. When he saw that Bingxin was sent by Xiao Jinpeng, he stepped out of the wind in his anger and finally rescued Bingxin.

"Why are you here? How did you set foot on the ancient battlefield?" Bing Xin opened her beautiful eyes and saw Sun Yat Sen's firm face. Her first thought was how he came to the ancient battlefield instead of his own safety.

"I met the Moon Palace man outside. I know you are trapped in the ancient battlefield. I'm here to save you." Sun Yirou looked at Bing Xin.

"Why are you so stupid." Bing Xin sighed deeply. She would rather die by herself than risk Sun Yi.

She was deeply moved. If she died the next moment, she would be satisfied. If she had such a man who dared to take risks for herself, how many women would envy her.

"I didn't die. I was saved. I'm lucky." Xiao Jinpeng said coldly.

Sun Yi put Bing Xin down. His eyes were as cold as the messenger of death from hell. He locked Xiao Jinpeng and said, "Xiao Jinpeng, we should settle accounts. You move my woman. If I didn't arrive in time, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Oh? It's you. I didn't argue with you last time in Flint city. Do you really think you're an onion? "

As soon as he saw Sun Yi, Xiao Jinpeng flew into a rage. He was against himself again.

"You almost killed Bing Xinshen today. I'll leave you here today." Sun Yi's whole body was full of killing breath, and her body was trembling. She wanted to kill Xiao Jinpeng.

"Which dish do you want to kill me, Xiao Jinpeng?"

Xiao Jinpeng looked rebellious and did not put Sun Yat sen in his eyes. Last time, he was just careless.

"What's going on ahead?" The emperor asked coldly when he heard the dispute.

"It seems that several people have a dispute and want to start."

"Regardless of them, we move on."

The great emperors did not pay attention to the dispute between Sun Yi and them. The team continued to move forward and left Sun Yat Sen behind.

"Brother sun, if you are in the ancient battlefield, forget it. The most important thing now is to find the intersection to leave."

Saint Mo smiled bitterly. He couldn't bear to see what Xiao Jinpeng did. He even took Sun Yi's woman as cannon fodder, but the ancient battlefield was too dangerous. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to have internal strife.

"San Mo, it's none of your business. I will let him die today."

Sun Yi was cold. Xiao Jinpeng touched his scales. His relatives were his untouchable scales.

The dragon's inverse scale will be angry when touched, and it should be smoothed with blood.

"You dare to kill me, a weak Xiaowu in the imperial territory."

Little Jin pengdun's time turned into a golden light. His palm was like a roc flapping its wings and splitting down. The golden storm was full of golden swords. He wanted to kill Sun Yi at a moment.

Buzzing and whistling, Sun Yi carried the golden vigorous wind. He stretched out two fingers, made a finger sword and beat it on his wings. Suddenly, a mood of death became more terrible with the Yin wind on the ancient battlefield, and directly blew Xiao Jinpeng out.

"The power of Peng!"

The pressure of the golden winged ROC erupted from the body of the little Jinpeng. With a scream, the Golden River swept out of him. The next second, he drew a terrible sword with the Jinpeng sword and directly killed Sun Yi.

Then, Sun Yi's purple war gun appeared in his hand, collided with each other, took a startling spark and rushed straight to the sky.

Jinpeng sword in xiaojinpeng's hand changed its moves again, and took a terrible ROC to dive over.

Sun Yi's face was calm. The law of killing Tao wound around the purple gun and stabbed Dapeng first. Every shot was fired, and waves appeared in the space. Those Dapeng dried up in an instant and were taken away by the law of killing Tao.

Breaking through the God Emperor's Sun Yi's law of killing, the artistic conception of death is more terrible. It can deprive people of their lives in an instant.

"What a strange ability!"

The little Jinpeng looked positive. The Jinpeng sword imagined the space of the ROC, and the golden awn burst out. Those dead spirits were dispersed. It was really like the presence of the ROC.

"No one can save you today." Sun Yat-sen waved his gun, swept out a wave, broke the golden space, and stabbed the gun directly.

Little Jinpeng was shocked and quickly waved Jinpeng's sword to stop Sun Yi's attack. He was almost stabbed.

The wind howled and the iron and gold roared.

The two kept exchanging moves, setting off gusts of wind.

Little Jinpeng shows that Jinpeng breaks the void, and Sun Yi's speed is too fast to see clearly.

Then they collided fiercely in the void, dazzled, so fast that they couldn't figure out the movements between them.

The more the Vietnam War, the more frightened Xiao Jinpeng was. He was too fast, powerful and terrible to kill. He could not accept that his strength was suppressed by him.

The punch was so fast that Xiao Jinpeng could not escape. After being locked, he was heavily blasted to the earth.

"You are still so strong." Bing Xin has happiness and shock in his eyes. In a short time, Sun Yi broke through the emperor, and his strength is so terrible.

"Xiao Jinpeng, you must die today." Sun Yi's voice was cold and pointed at him with a long gun. If he didn't slap Bing Xin, he wouldn't have to kill Xiao Jinpeng.

"Do you think you won? The most powerful moment of our demon clan is to turn into noumenon. "

Xiao Jinpeng roared angrily. Suddenly, a golden winged ROC bird with a size of 30 feet and golden light appeared in front of Sun Yi, with Lingtian's killing intention.

"What if it turns into noumenon? It still can't get your life back."

Sun Yi is calm. Even if he becomes noumenon, today he will kill Peng and wash his sins with Peng's blood.

"Or forget it." Saint Mo smiled bitterly. He could only advise, not intervene.

"Forget it, it's impossible. He must die." Xiao Jinpeng refused directly.

The huge beak of the bird opened, and a strong golden column of light roared away.

"It must be you."

Sun Yat Sen's purple battle gun brought up a space vortex, smashed the light column with a blow, and his body was towering and motionless.

Strong physique makes Sun Yi like the God of demon hunting, who seems to be able to stand up to the world.

Xiao Jinpeng fans Dapeng's wings wildly, and the endless golden wind dispels the Yin wind. A terrible sword of Dapeng's wings emerges, which is the most terrible secret killing technique of Dapeng nationality.

His wings flapped, and Dapeng's wings peeled off from his wings one by one. As those golden swords turned into stormy attacks, they were killed.

"Burst!"

Sun Yi spits out two words in her mouth and stands in the void. Her robe hunting is blown by the wind, and her long black hair rises with the wind, just like a God in the world.

He put the purple gun in front of him, clenched his hands, danced like a golden cudgel, and twisted a vortex of terror in front of him.