Chapter 3303 Ten Thousand Arrays of Magic Realm

If the body is already suffering from backlash, if it takes a fatal blow from the two heavenly kings, what kind of injury will it cause?

No matter how evil the Lord of the Eighth Palace is, no matter how defiant he is, what can he do?

Everything came to a sudden end.

Everything suddenly had no chance.

The hand holding the sword was already trembling.

The severely injured body could no longer stand firm.

From the outbreak of the Battle of Changing Heaven, to the successive appearances of Tianjun, and the almost overwhelming force of Tianyuan Di Realm, he has been fighting fiercely to this day, and has never fallen, and has always stood proudly.

But, now, it is his limit.

I'm afraid no one in this world can do what he does.

Not to mention, he is just the only young man among countless old monsters on this desolate land.

at the same time.

In the distance, the Jiuxiao Sword Lord was blown away by a sword, and was completely defeated by the Supreme Heavenly Lord's sword.

Now, the Supreme Lord is even unscathed.

On the other side, Lin Ye's Leng Yan Sword had been released from his hand, and the sword's intention could no longer be condensed.

Lord Wuheitian's eyes turned cold, and there was obviously murderous intent in his eyes.

Boom... Wuhei Tianjun's eyes can never tolerate even a trace of filth, so he blasted it out with a palm.

Clang…

The Leng Yan Sword that came out of his hand jumped back quickly, taking Lin Ye into the air.

boom…

Wuhei Tianjun's palm hit the Leng Yan sword hard.

The aura on Leng Yan's sword weakened rapidly.

But Lin Ye also escaped this fatal blow.

After a few leaps, Leng Yanjian fell weakly in front of Xiao Yi, including Lin Ye.

"Sword Spirit." Lin Ye forced himself to stand up, his expression changed drastically as he looked at the Leng Yan Sword whose aura was rapidly weakening.

the other side.

"Elder brother." Chixiao Sword Lord's expression also changed greatly, and he turned into a flaming sword energy and came quickly.

The Supreme Heavenly Lord frowned, but did not kill him, nor did he stop the Red Sky Sword Lord.

This is, after all, his great-grandson.

Blood spilled from Jiuxiao Sword Lord's mouth. The blood had already dyed his clothes red, and he no longer looked as unruly as before.

"Leave me alone." Jiuxiao Sword Master gritted his teeth and shouted coldly, "Protect Master Xiao Yi."

Chixiao Sword Lord gritted his teeth, picked up Jiuxiao Sword Lord, and then ducked in front of Xiao Yi, holding a sword in one hand to protect Xiao Yi.

"Don't worry, Master Xiao Yi. No one can hurt you even before Chi Xiao dies." A look of determination flashed across Chi Xiao Sword Master's face.

"Jiuxiao Sword Lord." Xiao Yi frowned as he looked at Jiuxiao Sword Lord's seriously injured body.

"Sword Spirit." Xiao Yi glanced at Leng Yanjian and frowned even more.

The aura of Leng Yan Sword at this moment is no longer as deep and profound as before, but instead appears to be crumbling, like a candle in the wind.

Lin Ye, no longer caring about his serious injury, looked sad, and only looked at the sword spirit quietly.

Xiao Yi clenched his fists and glanced around.

All around, the eight heavenly kings have blocked and surrounded them.

Eight pairs of indifferent eyes were all cast towards him, all bursting with murderous intent.

In their eyes, Xiao Yi and the others at this moment were like dead people.

Gu Yuan Tianjun's injuries are recovering rapidly.

With their Heavenly Monarch's eyesight, they could also see Xiao Yi's current situation.

The master of the Eight Halls, who has been so majestic to this day, is already close to the point where he is no longer capable of fighting.

This young man failed to 'succeed' after all.

Now, everything is a foregone conclusion.

The Sect Masters of the Ancient Realm Sect and Sect Master Qiong Yu watched from a distance, heaving a sigh of relief and grinning ferociously at the same time.

"Xiao Yi, the evil thief, is going to be captured without hesitation. Can you please give me a break?"

Sect Leader Qiong Yu said coldly, "Jiuxiao Sword Lord, Chixiao Sword Lord, are you still stubborn?"

Chixiao Sword Lord held his sword proudly and said, "Disciples of the Sword Sect, set up the formation."

The swords in each of the Sword Sect's disciples' hands were clanging continuously, and their sword intent was bursting out.

Those are top sword cultivators with incomparable arrogance.

but…

The Supreme Lord turned his head slightly and glanced.

With just this sharp glance, Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivator, the sword in his hand lost all its edge in an instant, and there was no more sound from the sword.

"It's useless." The Supreme Lord looked at Chixiao Sword Lord indifferently.

"Even if one hundred thousand sword cultivator disciples of the Sword Sect die, they will not be able to shake this place."

"Chi'er, take your senior brother back to the sect."

"It's not something you can do about your master, and it's not something you can change."

"Impossible." Chixiao Sword Lord gritted his teeth.

"Go back." At this time, a weak voice beside him shouted.

"Master Xiao Yi?" Chixiao Sword Lord frowned and looked at Xiao Yi.

The words naturally come from Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi barely stood firm, clenched the sword in his hand, and scanned the eight majestic figures around him.

He knew that extreme murderous intent was already bursting out from the eyes of these eight people.

They will kill them without hesitation.

"Jiuxiao Sword Lord." Xiao Yi still stared at the Eight Heavenly Lords, but spoke slowly.

"I will do my best to help you with the Supreme Sword Lord's matter."

"Now, please retreat first."

"Brother Lin, the same goes for you."

"I can't last long, but it's enough for you to leave safely." Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, "Remember, don't look back, don't stop even half a minute, don't turn back."

"I am confident of escaping."

Xiao Yi's voice trailed off.

The monstrous force of eight waves came over instantly.

Although the Eight Heavenly Lords now have a sure chance of victory and are full of killing intent, they still remember how fierce and terrifying the previous Lord of the Eighth Palace was.

They don't need to rush to kill.

Eight people, with eight auras, pressed out with all their strength, surrounded them together, and then killed the young man. This was the safest and most foolproof method.

With the eight of them blocking all directions, this young man, this remnant of the Demon Sect, and the scourge of the world, have no chance of escaping.

The monstrous force of the eight waves came and suppressed Xiao Yi until he spurted out another mouthful of blood. He was so suppressed that Xiao Yi was not even qualified to move.

Step by step, he got closer, and the pressure made Xiao Yi's injuries become more serious, and the pressure made Xiao Yi vomit blood again and again.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and didn't even bother to raise his hand to wipe the bloody blood from his mouth.

Now, it is no longer possible for him to kill Gu Yuan Tianjun.

However, he could still fight off his dying injuries and explode once more.

In any case, Jiuxiao Sword Lord and others and Lin Ye were finally able to escape safely, and then he was able to escape with confidence.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the figures of the eight Heavenly Lords approaching step by step.

Faced with the siege of the eight heavenly kings, he only had one chance, and it only lasted in the blink of an eye.

The eight waves of monstrous weather are pressing forward step by step. The closer they get, the more terrifying the pressure becomes.

Just ten breaths of time.
To be continued...