"Shua Shua!"

In a flash, there were countless explosions and dozens of huge water columns shining with blue light fell into the sky, just like the spear of the sea god, covering the whole Huashan Mountain.

The place swept by the water column is just like being hit by a satellite ray, and it will disintegrate under high pressure. Even Huashan, after the revival of aura, can't bear the immortal method exerted by the sea emperor's glass body.

In a flash, there are already seven or eight water columns sweeping towards Xiao Yijue. The water column called out by the immortal Dharma is bright and crystal like jade, and Zhenyuan is surging incomparably.

"Chop!"

Xiao Yi had white hair in the air, like a nimble dragon. His white robe was flying with the wind. Although the wrinkles had covered half of his face, his eyes were still full of fighting spirit.

The Haotian sword in his hand was wiped and picked up in a moment, and his movements were extremely exquisite. Every sword is attacked from a tricky point of view. The sword is biased and full of sophistication.

With the power of half a mysterious immortal and the power of burning spiritual treasure, the water column was cut into pieces.

"Bambooboobam --"

Xiao Yijue's body was shocked. Although he cut off the water column, he felt that his Haotian sword was hit by ten thousand jin hammers in an instant. His wrists were numb and he almost took the sword out of his hand. As a result, the door suddenly opened, revealing a huge flaw.

"Not good."

Xiao Yijue's pupil shrinks, and he says in his heart that it's too late.

See ye dust hands clasped, knot a ring like mark, gently to his chest a seal.

Protect around Xiao Yijue, the remaining seven or eight runes. In front of this mark, it is like brittle glass, as if vulnerable to a blow. He was forced into by Ye Chen's fist and crushed many mysterious immortal talismans. His life was printed on Xiao Yijue's chest.

"Immortal method? Real tree Bergamot!"

With the help of his own golden elixir and the nourishment of the glass body of the Shanghai emperor, this attack has the magical power of aquatic plants and trees. The power of this attack is simply amazing and can not be matched by the divine realm.

"Bang!"

I saw a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body instantly inverted shot, like a sharp arrow fly out.

Xiao Yijue instantly across the thousand meters of void, fierce impact on another peak. The mountain vibrates violently, and is directly hit by a huge humanoid cavity. I don't know how many meters deep, even a huge stone the size of a house, have been hard hit and broken.

"Xiao Yi lost?"

All the people who saw this scene had their pupils constricted.

Qin Shuang and Shachuang and others are even more pale. The people of Xiao's house, however, are just like the funeral examination and criticism, and they can't believe it. Xiao Yijue, who is invincible in China and reaches the peak of the divine realm, has lost? How could that be possible?

"Brother Liu, you are wrong after all."

Qin slong carries his hands on his back and looks at his old opponent.

Liu's face was livid and he said nothing. And all the people of the Liu family were nervous and trembling in their hearts. Although the marriage between Xiao and Liu has been destroyed, they once held a wedding ceremony. If Xiao Yi fails, how can the Liu family survive?

The other patriarchs of the Yanjing clan were all ugly, and ye chenruo won. At that time, the whole Yanjing will have to tremble under his feet. Many patriarchs of the big families have to look up to Ye Chen and the breath of the Qin family. As for Xu duo, he was even more frightened to kneel on the ground, shivering.

"Ah, ye dust is really invincible." Countless strong men from all over the world shook their heads.

Although Xiao Yijue at the beginning, he showed a power far superior to the general divine realm, and controlled heaven and earth as well as Xuanxian. But ye Chen, however, is truly powerful and incredible. It is actually with the power of one person, hard to shake the world.

But at this moment

"Kala --!"

Only heard a burst of falling gravel sound, Xiao Yijue's figure, again appeared in front of everyone.

"Great, father. You can..."

Xiao Yao's voice disappeared in the middle of his cry. Xiao Yijue, who appeared in front of the public at this time, was extremely bad.

He was like the face of a handsome young man in his twenties and thirties. At this time, his face had completely turned into a withered face and white hair. His chest exploded, revealing the dense white bones. The Haotian sword in his hand was full of cracks, which seemed to be broken in the next second.

Everyone can see that Xiao Yijue It's clearly the end of the tether.

Ye Chen's eyes showed a trace of respect. He gently waved, and the huge water column around him leaned over again, but at this time

"Ye Wu, show mercy!"

After hearing a burst of crying, Xiao Fu, a loyal servant, rushed into the battle field of Xuanxian level as a martial saint. He fell on his knees in front of Xiao Yijue, kowtowed to Ye Chen desperately and cried:

"Ye Wushen, please be merciful and let go of my master. I have Xiao's clothes and I've got Xiao's clothes..."

Hearing Xiao Fu's cry, people around him were filled with sadness of the death of a rabbit and sorrow of fox. Who could have imagined that Xiao's mansion in Yanjing fell into such a field today?At the same time, other black dragon seven swords also flew over and knelt on the ground. Among them, Xiao Yao cried most loudly: "Ye Wu God, it's my fault. Please let my father go. If you want to kill me, please kill me!"

When they saw this scene, they all looked unbearable, but ye Chen's pupils were still as cold as iron, and those who saw it shivered.

What resolute eyes they are, as if the whole world were to be broken in front of them!

At the same time, Xiao Yijue spoke slowly. Although his breath was extremely weak, his old voice was clearly introduced into everyone's ears:

"you Step back, this duel I haven't lost. "

"Master

"Master!"

"Father

All the people in Xiao's house cried out sadly, but the answer to them was still two words: "retreat Down

Then they got up in tears and returned to the top of the vice peak. Xiao Yao was already in Xiao Fu's arms, sobbing and unwilling to raise his head again.

But at this moment

"Look up."

A low voice suddenly sounded in the ears of all the people in Xiao's house. They suddenly trembled and raised their heads. They only saw the scarred wolf king standing beside them.

However, the martial god, who had always been full of lofty sentiments, was filled with solemnity and respect. Instead of his usual cynical tone, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "look carefully, it's a warrior, a master of a generation, a swordsman This is the man named Xiao Yijue, the last battle of the sword God

Hearing this, Xiao Yao only felt a stream of hot tears come to his eyes, but he immediately wiped it clean, staring at the battlefield, and said in a loud voice:

"yes!"