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It is not the strong man of Hao family, but the master of Wen family. He has come here and looks at Li Yi coldly: "you lose."

No one knows what these three words stand for, even Li Yi does not know, and he will only think that this is a provocation from the owner of the Wen family.

Lost the battle for hegemony?

Or where did you lose?

He slowly turned around and looked at the owner of the Wen family. The blood hole on his body was healing. The speed was very fast. It was the repair of the immortal force.

Wen said again: "the devil, after all, is the devil."

Qingyang exclaimed, "elder martial brother."

Meng Xiaoqi is still reviving the imperial army.

In an instant, the whole battlefield was quiet.

Li Yi was thinking about what those three words really meant. For a moment, he found that he couldn't think of it, so he asked, "I'm still alive."

Everything in the world is not to say that if you have paid, if you fail, you will lose your qualification, but as long as you are alive, just like the battle between him and haotianqiong.

Hao Tianqiong said that he was not qualified to fight for hegemony, but he did not know that what was not qualified was his own death.

"It was her who gave the order, the last one in the temple of the setting sun. So, you are doomed to lose. Not only that, all the people related to you will become dust of history."

She.

This is an extremely heavy word.

Li Yi seemed rather than laughing: "do you mean that Qing'er gave this order?"

Wen nodded: "yes, the goddess has awakened her memory, she remembered her identity, and you black swordsman is just a little passer-by in her life."

Li Yi smiles and smiles brightly, because the owner of the Wen family told him that it was Wen Yuqing who gave the order to kill him?

How could it be?

She won't do this. Even if she wants to kill people in the world, she can't kill herself.

Li Yi doesn't believe this statement. In his opinion, the owner of the Wen family just wants to disturb his mind. Thinking of this, he takes a deep breath, holds the Ju Xing in his hand and says indifferently: "if you want to fight, then fight!"

Wen shook his head: "I can't really step into here, and here is the eight seals of Hao family, you don't have any chance."

Li Yi sneered: "but you have revived the holy soldier."

Since he is bound to die under the seal of the eight gates, why does the leader of the Wen family revive the holy soldiers?

This is worth thinking about.

The Wen family leader no longer spoke much, and his body gradually dissipated.

Li Yi swept through the seal of eight doors, and another thick sword fell down. In an instant, the sky shook, and the eight gate seal was dim again. It seemed that the seal was about to be broken.

The strong men in Wen's family changed their faces slightly.

Bang!

The master of the Hao family made a move, and his big hand penetrated here. The amazing Taoist method haunted it, hazy, and there was a strong intention of killing in the holy.

Li Yi's backhand is a sword. However, the power of the master of Hao's family is too strong. There is no class between them.

His sword was blocked back, the black light dissipated, the palm of his hand fell, and he was photographed directly.

Qingyang exclaimed again, "elder martial brother."

Li Yi's face was pale and he coughed blood. He opened his eyes with difficulty. He was deeply crazy and unyielding in his tiredness. He slowly climbed out and stood here with a huge sword. He opened his mouth and yelled at the master of the Hao family: "I am the black swordsman."

Hum!

Jiutian sword, the eighth sword, is silent.

The master of the Hao family is also fighting. He clenches his fist with his big hands. His strength is as strong as a mountain. He shows an invincible demeanor, just like a boxer in the world.

With this blow, the sky collapsed directly, and the black whirlpool of tens of miles appeared, as if the ancient fierce beast opened its mouth to devour the heaven and earth.

Pooh!

Once again, Li Yi was hit hard, and his body flew tens of miles away.

Brother Li.

Meng Xiaoqi is worried.

Qingyang came over with difficulty and wanted to lift the sword of the princes in his hand. However, the power of the eight gates seal was so strong that he could not lift it or even revive it.

Huatianji is still recovering, and the breath is more and more intense, which also arouses the idea of the master of Hao's family. He looks at it coldly.

Meng Xiaoqi's face changed greatly.

After the bang, the house of Hao family pressed the finger, and the Taoist method burst out, gushing and inundating here. There was also a great momentum of destroying and decaying, as if there was nothing to resist this finger between heaven and earth.

"Go away!"

Three meters tall black swordsman, killed again, he seems never tired, never exhausted, but just hit the blood hole has not healed, still bleeding.

The light of the sword was cut off.

The master of Hao's house looked at him coldly, and a cold awn on his fingertips stood upside down and shot forward.Li Yi took a deep breath and held the Tu Xing in his hand tightly. Different from what he had just now, his hands and body began to shake, and his state was getting worse. No wonder he was not strong enough, but the master of the Hao family was too powerful.

This cold awn, without any accident, once again penetrated his body, a series of blood spilled down.

Qingyang opened his mouth.

Meng Xiaoqi is very sad.

The blood power of his black swordsman seems to be fading.

Then, the head of the Hao family came again, his face was cold, and he slapped down again.

Li Yi clenched his teeth, gasped, and his thoughts floated. The power of blood in his body was boiling again. He cut out the sword meaning of that grass. The whole gloomy sky was only left with that plant of grass, which was lying there, releasing the immortal sword spirit fluctuation.

However, a simple bowl rushed out of the master of Hao's family and quickly enlarged to suppress the powerful sword meaning.

Li Yi is awe inspiring.

Then there was his big hand, with a roar, his whole body was pressed into the mud armor.

Qingyang suffocates, his head seems to be bombed for a while, and he completely loses his ability to think.

Brother li

Meng Xiaoqi shed tears, but the tears were quickly wiped clean by him. He roared, and the anger in the deep of his soul burned out. All of a sudden, he ignited the sea of Qi, which belongs to the recovery of God's blood at this moment.

After the hum, the Euphorbia officinalis rushed out, covered in a gray, people can not see it really, can only feel its breath fluctuations.

Emperor soldiers.

Meng Xiaoqi holds the huatianji tightly and rushes to the master of Hao family.

The latter coldly swept over and opened his mouth: "how about a little god hiding state, even if the emperor's soldiers are revived?"

Meng Xiaoqi roared: "I, will God."

In the eyes of the master of the Hao family, shencang state is indeed a very small realm. In this realm, even if the emperor's soldiers are revived, they can't support it for long, because the power required by the emperor's troops is too great.

But the master of Hao family seems not to have thought a little, dream little Qi but God!

The power of blood flowing in his body is the same as that of huatianji. Once the power of blood is recovered, he can control huatianji more easily.