The Shenran-level God-destroying Xuanjian used by Wu Shu was simply not something Xue Yi could resist.
When the Shenran-level God-destroying Xuanjian appeared in front of Wu Shu, Xue was completely restrained in place. And as Wu Shu grasped the Shenran-level God-destroying Xuan Sword, Xue was completely disappointed.
In the end, Xue Yi found it difficult to resist Wu Shu.
"you!"
The Shenran-level God-destroying Xuan Sword penetrated Xue Yi's chest directly, and Xue Yi made a sound of reluctance.
The Shenran-level attacks performed by Wu Shu were indeed extremely powerful. After Xue obtained the extraordinary body, before Xue Yi even figured out what kind of combat body the extraordinary body he obtained was, Wu Shu's sword penetrated his chest.
"Yier!"
Seeing Xue Yi once again, Wu Shu's sword penetrated his chest, and Xue Yi rushed up.
The feelings of seeing from a distance and up close are completely different. When Xue Yi was still more than a hundred feet away from Wu Shu, Xue Yi felt like he was suffocating. This sense of oppression actually came from the hands of the human boy in front of him. Even if someone said that the boy in front of him had a holy body or a divine body, Xue Qi would believe it.
Xue Yi, whose life was hanging by a thread, spoke with difficulty, "Father, don't come over."
Now that things have come to this, Xue Yi also wants to die with dignity.
Xue Yi said again, "Father... I think children's skills are not as good as others. Please respect Yi'er's decision."
Xueyi has broken the shackles of blood beasts in the cultivation path of all major blood beast tribes. Even if Xueyi is not the son of blood beasts, blood beasts will still stand up.
"Lord Patriarch!"
The elders of the Boiling Blood Tribe followed closely, and they all looked like they were determined to follow Bloody Qi to the death.
Xue Qi knew very well that even if all the powerful men of the Boiling Blood Tribe attacked together, they would definitely not be Wushu's opponent.
Xue Qi immediately ordered, "Everyone, please retreat to our clan leaders!"
"Clan leader!"
How could the elders of the Boiling Blood Tribe fail to see what the bleeding decision was? All the elders were disobedient this time.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Wei San, the leader of Zhanlei Palace from the Giant Tail Tribe, and Po Ling, the leader of Qingluan Palace from the Pojun Tribe, all rushed up.
Will Wei San and others choose to take action at this time? Xue Qishi said in surprise, "You...you guys!"
Wei San sighed and said, "Chief of the Blood Tribe, we are not the blood beasts of the Boiling Blood Tribe. Whatever we do is done of our own free will."
Xue Yi's achievements in cultivation are all seen by the powerful blood beasts in Boiling Blood City. And Xue Yi had just broken the shackles of the major blood beast tribes on their cultivation path, and Wu Shu wanted to strangle them.
The Boiling Blood Tribe cannot accept this kind of thing, nor can the Giant Tail Tribe, Pojun Tribe and other Blood Beast Tribes accept it.
"So, you guys want a fight?"
As he spoke, Wu Shu locked Xue Yi's throat. Wu Shu only needed to exert force with his right hand, and the blood would disappear.
Wei San said respectfully to Wu Shu, "Young Master Wu, as long as you bleed to survive today, all the blood beast tribes in purgatory will remember your kindness. Otherwise, even if you die, we will have to fight with you." Young Master Wu is the enemy."
"Yeah?"
Entering purgatory this time, Wu Shu's primary purpose is to kill Xue Yi. Even if he is an enemy of all the blood beast tribes, Wushu will have to fight for his life with his blood. As Wu Shu's right hand applied force to Xue Yi's body, cracks appeared in the plasma cortex. The next moment, Wu Shu's right hand directly locked Xue Yi's soul's throat.
You must know that blood beasts also have three souls and seven souls. The blood beast's heavenly soul, earth soul, human soul, etc. will be imprisoned by martial arts at the same time. Such methods are already terrifying just to see them.
Wei San said angrily, "You!"
Wu Shu said with a sneer, "I know the role of the blood pool in your blood beast tribe. As long as Xue Yi's soul is still there, even if he dies, you will definitely have a way to resurrect him. "
The third-level blood beast powerhouses appeared at the same time, and their purpose was to preserve Xue Yi's body so that Xue Yi could lead the blood beasts in purgatory out of purgatory. The martial arts book can not only kill Xueyi's body, but also can imprison Xueyi's soul.
If even Xue Yi's soul is killed this time, perhaps the blood beast in purgatory will no longer be able to break the shackles of cultivation.
Xue Yihui has achieved such a great breakthrough, and the Blood Evil Divine Sword is also indispensable. In purgatory, magic weapons such as the Blood Demon Sword may never appear again within a hundred years.
As soon as he saw Xue Yi's soul being locked by Wu Shu's throat, Xue Yi immediately knelt down and said, "Master Wu Shu, my son Xue Yi has been killed twice by you. Today, as long as Master Wu Shu leaves one of my son Xue Yi's soul, Life, I swear to God, if my tribe and my son dare to do disrespectful things to Lord Wushu in the future, their souls will be scattered and they will die without a burial place."
When Xue Qi knelt down like this, all the elders of the Boiling Blood Tribe knelt down and said, "Master Wu Shu, please show your respect."
To be fair, Wu Shu had already killed Xueyi's body twice, and Xueyi had sworn poison again.
After glancing at Xue Qi and others, Wu Shu also glanced at Wei San and others, who all knelt down and said, "Master Wu Shu, please show your respect!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk...it's just a blood beast! Just kill it, kill it, there's no need to hesitate."
Just as Wu Shu was about to respond, a young man in white appeared thousands of feet away. What concerned Wu Shu the most was that the person mentioned in the young man's hand was none other than Lord Burning Wood who had been killed by the Night Demon Ancestor.
The young man in white said again, "Feng Xing, Young Master Wu is right here, why are you still hiding under my black patterned fan?"
Is Zhao Fenxing also there? Who is this young man in white clothes in front of him, and what a treasure is the black-patterned fan in the young man's mouth. Even if Wu Shu uses his demigod-level mental power, he cannot capture its traces.
I wonder what happened to Zhao Fenxing? Zhao Fenxing's face was extremely pale.
The sudden change completely disrupted Wu Shu's thoughts. After throwing Xue Yi's soul to Xue Qi and others, Wu Shu said coldly, "Who are you?"
In response to Wu Shu's hostility, the young man in white said with a smile, "Who am I?"
After hesitating for a moment, the boy in white said again, "Although I will not be your enemy, you and I are destined not to be friends. So... who am I? It doesn't matter."
Wu Shu frowned.
No matter how you look at it, Zhao Fenxing and the young flame are both seriously injured.
In order to resolve the misunderstanding as soon as possible, Zhao Fenxing said, "I was injured by someone from Yi Jian Sect."
Yi Jian Sect?
Martial arts writers have long heard about the power of the Yi Jian Sect. Ji Tianming, the leader of the Canghai Sect, is from the Yi Jian Sect.
It stands to reason that the relationship between Wushu and Yijian Sect is quite deep. Why did the people of Yijian Sect treat Zhao Fenxing and others so harshly?
Wu Shu said with confusion on his face, "A member of the Yi Jian Sect?"
At this time, the young man in white said with disdain, "Young Master Wu, I know that your Canghai Sect Master is from Yi Jian Sect, and you must also think that you are closely related to Yi Jian Sect. But I still want to remind you, A sect is a sect, and sect disciples are sect disciples. In order to improve their own strength on the path of cultivation, many people will do whatever it takes."
