"Eating...fire...hundred...blade..."

When the Murong family's deacon punched Xiao Yi with all his strength, he suddenly remembered a deep voice in his ears.

This heavy voice sounded as heavy as a thousand stones to his ears.

The heavy power is simply because of the meanings represented by these four words.

And that meaning is called 'Xuan level martial arts'.

Fire-Eating Hundred Blades, the most famous martial art of the Xiao family, is known to everyone in Ziyun City.

When he heard the words "Fire-Devouring Hundred Blades", he had already thought of 'mysterious level martial arts'.

As for Xuan level martial arts, for an acquired martial artist, they can only be described as fearful.

His expression instantly changed from a grin and disdain to panic.

However, this panic was frozen in an instant because he was already dead.

There was a "boom" sound.

The Fire-Eating Hundred Blades suddenly shot out from Xiao Yi's hand and hit the Murong family's deacon heavily.

The fire blade exuding scorching heat first cut a huge scar on his body, and then exploded, leaving him bloody and bloody.

When he fell to the ground, he was already a lifeless corpse.

"Deacon Murong Xian, he...he was killed instantly..." The face of another deacon who was born in the third level changed greatly.

Murong Hua's face was even more gloomy, "Xiao Yi has actually mastered the Xiao family's strongest martial arts, the Fire-Eating Hundred Blades. The intelligence is wrong. It seems we should be careful."

Xiao Yi glanced at the corpse on the ground and nodded secretly in his eyes, "Mysterious martial arts are indeed powerful."

Although Fire-Eating Hundred Blades is only at the lower level of Xuan level, it is a martial skill that even innate warriors are still using and have not yet mastered.

Its difficulty is so high, and its power goes without saying.

Although there was only one fire blade, Murong Xian was unprepared and was hit at such a close distance, so he was naturally killed instantly.

Of course, the most important reason is because of Xiao Yi's own cultivation level. He is an acquired level one, only two levels behind Murong Xian.

And because the Ice and Fire Qi Pill in his body can mobilize Qi much faster than the Qi Pills of other Houtian realm warriors, his combat power is in disguised form no less than that of the second level Houtian.

In other words, the real difference between him and Murong Xian is only one level.

And this mere first-level cultivation gap is far from making up for the power of the Fire-Eating Hundred Blades.

"Damn it, I must kill Xiao Yi and avenge Deacon Murong Xian." The remaining third-level deacon said angrily.

"Don't be careless. Use martial arts. Let's join forces and kill Xiao Yi as soon as possible." Murong Hua ordered.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they moved their steps and joined forces to attack Xiao Yi.

"Join forces? Huh." Xiao Yi was not afraid, and jumped off the horse.

"Leopard shape." Xiao Yi shouted in his heart, and disappeared in an instant as fast as the wind.

Murong Hua was shocked, "It's just an acquired weight, but its speed is no less than mine?"

Xiao Yi suddenly appeared behind another third-level acquired deacon and punched him, his claws forming the shape of a tiger.

"Be careful." Murong Hua warned, but it was too late.

Another deacon was punched so hard by Xiao Yi that he vomited blood and was knocked away.

"It's so strong. What's going on with this little loser?" The deacon looked in disbelief.

Although Xiao Yi is only at the acquired level 1, with the increase of the Ice and Fire Qi Pill, the speed and intensity of his aura mobilization is no less than the acquired level 2. Coupled with the five skills of Xingyi, his combat power has reached the level 3 acquired.

Second only to the fourth level acquired.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, Xiao Yi kept moving around, avoiding Murong Hua and focusing on another deacon.

Puff, puff, puff, the deacon suddenly spat out mouthfuls of blood. He felt that every time Xiao Yi hit his fist, it was so powerful and heavy that a burst of energy and blood surged in his body.

"Xiao Yi, if you have the ability to fight with me, you are so insidious, how can you be a hero?" Murong Hua was furious when he saw that the other deacon was constantly being injured.

"Insidious?" Xiao Yi sneered, "The three of you are all long-established Houtian realm warriors, and you worked together to ambush me, a young man. In terms of insidiousness, I'm far from you."

Although he said this, Xiao Yi gave up his attack on the other deacon and turned to attack Murong Hua.

"Hmph." Murong Hua snorted coldly, feeling happy and secretly saying, "You little loser, you really have the ambition of a young man. He attacked me at the slightest arousal from my words."

"Pah, pah,,"

The two of them slapped each other.

Murong Hua remained motionless, while Xiao Yi was knocked back several meters.

"Xiao Yi, you are no match for me, you are doomed." Murong Hua felt confident when he saw that Xiao Yi was knocked back by his own palm.

"Ha." Xiao Yi smiled faintly after standing firm, "Forget it, you probably know what level of strength I am now, and it's time to end the battle."

"What?" Murong Hua was suddenly shocked, "You...you dare to try us on you?"

"Did you just find out now?" Xiao Yi sneered.

"Arrogant." Murong Hua yelled angrily, "Don't think that just because you have refined the Fire-Eating Hundred Blades is a big deal. A mere fire blade is far inferior to my Xiaocheng Blue Wave Water Song Arrow."

Murong Hua waved his hand, and dozens of blue water arrows fell from the sky, flying densely towards Xiao Yi.

"Fire-Eating Hundred Blades." Xiao Yi shouted, a fire blade condensed in his hand, and he took it out.

A fire blade met dozens of water arrows.

The hot red light collided with the cold blue light.

In an instant, the ice and fire melted. Finally, the fire blade disappeared, and dozens of water arrows also disappeared without a trace.

Although Xiao Yi has only just mastered the Fire-Eating Hundred Blades, and only has one skill; while Murong Hua has practiced the Blue Wave Water Song Arrow for decades, and has already reached a minor level of success, and is not far away from becoming a Dacheng.

However, the gap between Xuan level martial arts and Huang level martial arts is too big.

Yanlong Continent has countless martial arts, but it is only divided into four classes: heaven, earth, black and yellow. It can be imagined that the gap between each class must be extremely huge.

Xuan-level martial arts, even at low levels, are much stronger than Huang-level peak martial arts, and the gap between them can be described as huge.

This is also why the three major families each possess a single copy of Xuan-level low-level martial arts, which is their greatest heritage and has never been passed on to others.

Only family elders and individual elite deacons can learn.

However, Huang level's peak martial arts can be learned by ordinary tribesmen.

The two are not on the same level at all.

If Xiao Yi's current Fire-Eating Hundred Blades can achieve some success and can fire out dozens of fire blades, he can instantly kill Murong Hua, who is the acquired fourth level.

"This guy is very strong, let's join forces." Murong Hua said to the other deacon with a solemn face.

"Yeah." The other deacon nodded heavily.

"Blue Wave Water Song Arrow." The two of them launched martial arts attacks at the same time.

Xiao Yi was not afraid. He had already tested his current fighting power and was ready to end the battle.

Xiao Yi shouted in his heart, "Shenglong."

His momentum surged instantly, and his realm went from the first level of the acquired world to the third level of the acquired world.

The expressions of Murong Hua and the two men suddenly changed, "How is it possible? This kid's realm has increased out of thin air. Something is wrong. He has acquired the third level. We are no match. Run away."

Xiao Yi was able to tie with them at the acquired level one, but now at the acquired level three, they might not even be able to parry.

The two of them thought of this for a moment, immediately withdrew their martial arts skills, turned around and ran away.

"Want to run away?" Xiao Yi's eyes burst out with frightening murderous intent, "Murong family, you have always wanted to kill me, this time I will kill your three deacons first and collect some interest."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Fire-Eating Hundred Blades came out and hit Murong Hua and the two at extremely fast speeds.

With a whoosh, the fire blade struck directly past the two people who were escaping. There was a loud explosion, and the two people were blown to pieces. After falling to the ground, their lives were completely gone.

With the increase of Shenglong, Xiao Yi reached the acquired third level. Coupled with the increase of Ice Fire Qi Pill, the power of the Fire-Eating Hundred Blades was greatly increased out of thin air, killing these two people in an instant.

In fact, if Murong Hua was one of the elite deacons in this battle and had practiced the Murong family's Xuan-level low-level martial arts, the situation would definitely be different.

Even if Xiao Yi can kill them, it will definitely be very difficult, not as easy as now.

Xiao Yi groped around the bodies of the three people and found three Qiankun bags.

For warriors, they usually carry their wealth with them. After all, there is no safer place for your wealth than on your own body.

Opening the Qiankun bags of the three of them, the contents were roughly the same. They were all materials, a few acquired pills, and about a thousand taels of silver.

"The deacon of the Murong family is quite wealthy." Xiao Yi smiled and accepted the three people's 'contributions' without hesitation.

Then, Xiao Yi's eyes changed, and the Eye of Taiyin and Sun appeared.

Two invisible vortexes appeared out of thin air.

A whirlpool appeared on the bodies of the three people, absorbing all the power of their martial souls.

It is worth mentioning that the two acquired third-level deacons only have orange-level martial arts spirits; Murong Hua, on the other hand, actually has a yellow-level martial spirit.

No wonder the other two deacons seemed to be quite respectful to Murong Hua in their words.

The power of the three martial spirits was injected into the fire-controlling beast and the Ice Luan Sword martial arts.

Then, Xiao Yi also absorbed the martial arts spirits of dozens of bandits. Although those were only the lowest red martial arts spirits, they could not hold up in large quantities.

When all the martial arts spirits are absorbed, the Fire Controlling Beast Spirit can be upgraded to a yellow martial spirit; as for the Ice Luan Sword Spirit, there is no change.

Xiao Yi mounted the horse again, with cold eyes, "I just left Ziyun City, and I was immediately ambushed by the Murong family. Fifth Elder, you are indispensable for this. This account will be paid when I return to the Xiao family

Let me settle it with you slowly."
Chapter completed!