Soul Emperor Martial God

Every corner of the Xiao family mansion was filled with fierce battles.

The sound of the collision of weapons and the roar of martial arts are endless.

On one side is the Murong family, like a wolf like a tiger; on the other is the Xiao family, who resists stubbornly.

But the Xiao family is obviously at a disadvantage, and the situation is very bad.

"Damn, there are so many warriors in Murong's family. Even if the men from the Meteorite Mountain Range come back, there won't be so many warriors."

A middle-aged woman dragged a young girl with one hand, killed the enemy with one hand, and said angrily.

"Deacon Ruyi, many enemies are fresh faces, obviously not from the Murong family..." said a Xiao family martial artist.

He hadn't finished speaking, he was besieged and killed by several enemies.

"Bastard." The middle-aged woman slashed out with several sword qi, smashing the enemies to death.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Several enemies immediately rushed to surround the middle-aged women.

"The first deacon of the Xiao family, Xiao Ruyi, is really amazing, huh, let's kill you first." Several people immediately attacked.

The middle-aged woman, that is, Xiao Ruyi, was full of real energy, one person blocked several people, but did not let the wind fall.

"Hmph, Murongshang, you, the first deacon of the Murong family, are getting more and more alive. Do you need to join forces to dare to fight with me?" Xiao Ruyi snorted coldly, and shook them back with a sword.

These people are all deacons of the Murong family. One of them was the first deacon of the Murong family, the nine-time martial artist of the day after tomorrow, Murong Shang. The other three are also elite deacons, the acquired eight warriors.

"Stop talking nonsense." Murong Shang sneered, "The winner is the king and the loser is Kou, your Xiao family will undoubtedly lose today. Ziyun City, there will be no Xiao family of yours. Haha, you still have a little girl with me, I See how you can survive in our hands."

Xiao Ruyi's strength is good, far surpassing other acquired nine-strength fighters.

Unfortunately, she also took a young girl, was dragged back, and the battle gradually fell below.

Two sneers, one accidentally, her arm was stabbed by two swords, and the blood stained her sleeves.

"Deacon Ruyi, leave me alone and kill the enemy with all your strength," the girl said anxiously.

The girl is pure and pleasant, beautiful and dusty, it is Yiyi.

"No, I promised that kid, to take care of you, you follow me." Xiao Ruyi said quickly, and swung his sword to meet the enemy again.

Fighting was everywhere in the Xiao family mansion.

But most of the Xiao family warriors were besieged by several enemies, and gradually there were casualties. One after another Xiao family warriors fell down and was killed by chaotic swords.

On Xiao Ruyi's side, there was another sword in his arm, but he was still struggling to support it, and was very anxious, "Damn, the big elder is restrained, and the second elder is going to walk in the battle again, and the other elders have opponents and cannot support it. If this continues, the Xiao family is in danger."

On the other side, several Xiao family members died in battle.

Xiao Ruyi also had several more injuries on his body, and his injuries were getting worse.

"Deacon Ruyi, leave me alone." Yiyi broke away from Xiao Ruyi's hand, planning to fight the enemy.

"Yiyi, don't do stupid things." Xiao Ruyi was anxious.

"Xiao Ruyi, take care of yourself first." Murongshang restrained her, then grinned, and said to a deacon behind him, "Go and kill that little girl."

"Yes." A deacon grinned, and a jump came to Yiyi, "Die."

Yiyi was so frightened that she closed her eyes. She didn't want to drag Xiao Ruyi, and would rather die.

But at this critical moment, she actually murmured stupidly in her heart, "Master, Yiyi is dead, will you be sad? I don't know if you can take care of yourself in the future..."

Just at this moment, a warm and powerful palm rested on her cute head and touched it indulgingly.

"What do you mean?"

A familiar voice came into Yiyi's ears, and Yiyi immediately opened her eyes. She knew that it was Master Xiao Yi's voice. Only Xiao Yi's voice could make her so excited.

"Master, are you back?" Yiyi said excitedly.

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded.

At this moment, Yiyi glanced at her front. The Murong elite deacon who wanted to kill her just now fell to the ground with a striking blood mark on her neck.

Xiao Yi hugged Yiyi, and then jumped to Xiao Ruyi's side.

"Deacon Ruyi, protect Yiyi for me, leave the rest to me." Xiao Yi pushed Yiyi towards Xiao Ruyi, and then greeted Murongshang and others alone.

Xiao Ru suggested that a figure suddenly struck, and was surprised at first, but when he saw Yiyi, he quickly caught it.

Then when I saw Xiao Yi's appearance, I was anxious, "Xiao Yi, why are you back?"

"Hey, **** it, but he's just an acquired kid, why is he so impulsive. Xiao Yi, come back soon, now the Xiao family is in danger, you absolutely can't afford to lose..."

However, her words are not finished yet.

Xiao Yi saw the fire sword in his hand, a fiery glow, and Murongshang and others fell to the ground, blood flowing on his neck.

"Hiss." Xiao Ruyi took a deep breath, "Murongshang, plus two acquired eighth-layer warriors, died like this? How did this kid become so strong."

Waiting to kill these three people, Xiao Yi glanced at the unoptimistic situation around him and frowned, "What's the matter, how come there are so many warriors in the Murong family."

Xiao Ruyi ran over and said, "I don't know where the Murong family has hired a helper. There are far more people than our Xiao family."

Xiao Yi asked, "The Great Elder and the Second Elder, with both of them, no matter how many Murong family martial artists are, it will not help."

Xiao Ruyi showed anxious expression and said, "The situation is critical now. I don't know how to explain it to you. In short, the great elder has been restrained, and the situation is very bad."

"The second elder is walking around. If it weren't for him to help, judging by the fact that our Xiao family martial artist is far less than Murong's family, we would have all died long ago."

Xiao Yi glanced, and sure enough, there was a figure on the field leaping continuously, quickly killing the enemy, reducing a lot of pressure on the Xiao family martial artist.

The figure is the second elder.

Xiao Yi frowned and said quickly, "Protect Yiyi, I will kill the enemy."

Xiao Ruyi said, "I'll go, you protect Yiyi, after all, my strength is stronger."

Before she could finish her words, she found that Xiao Yi had disappeared in place.

"Fast speed." Xiao Ruyi was startled. The eyes of the first deacon of the Xiao family could not keep up with Xiao Yi's speed.

The huge Xiao family has become a **** battlefield.

And on this battlefield, a flaming red figure suddenly appeared.

Where the flaming red figure passes, an enemy must fall to the ground, blood flowing like a shot.

The fiery red figure, like a burning gust of wind, burned the enemy to ashes wherever it passed.

A deacon from the Xiao family was struggling to support it and could hardly hold it anymore. However, when a flaming red figure passed by, he was surprised to find that his opponent was dead.

"So strong... it's Xiao Yi, no, it's the Young Patriarch." The deacon was immediately overjoyed.

"Go help other people." Xiao Yi yelled and killed the enemy again.

"Yes." The deacon replied.

With the addition of Xiao Yi, the pressure on the Xiao family has been significantly reduced. The enemies fell one by one, and the Deacon of the Xiao family was able to free up his hands to help other people.

This is a relationship between one and the other, and the more Xiao Yi kills the enemy, the more people from his clan can help others.

Not long after, dozens of enemies died under Xiao Yi's sword.

The second elder also noticed Xiao Yi's appearance, he was immediately overjoyed, and shot several enemies to death with one palm, and then went to Xiao Yi's side and said, "Boy, might you resist these enemies?"

"Don't worry." Xiao Yi believed in himself, "I am invincible under the heavens, and killing the Nine Layers of the acquired day is like killing a chicken."

"Killing Hou Tian Jiu Zhong is like killing a chicken? Good, very good." The second elder laughed and said, "Now the major elders are fighting with the elders of the Murong family."

"The Great Elder is even more restrained, I have to help him immediately."

Xiao Yi nodded and said, "Okay, leave it to me here."

The second elder instantly disappeared in the same place, and went to the depths of the family, where was the battlefield of innate warriors.

Xiao Yi's side, once again madly killed the enemy.

In front of him, there is no enemy at all. Whether it is a mortal martial artist, or a powerful acquired martial artist, they are killed by a sword when they encounter him.

The Deacon of Murong's family had already noticed Xiao Yi and took it seriously, and the seven or eight immediately joined forces.

"Bibo stacking waves palm."

The eight people released their martial arts together, so powerful.

"No, Young Patriarch be careful." The deacon of the Xiao family was shocked.

Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, and said with a sneer, "Good come, Bengshan cut."

Above the fire sword, a mighty power appeared like a mountain and the ground, and a sword smashed the eight waves of power soaring into the sky. After that, the fire sword's remaining power remained undiminished, and the eight people were instantly cut under the sword.

Eight acquired martial artists were instantly killed in front of Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi is now the eighth level of cultivation, and with the increase of Shenglong, it is already innate strength, coupled with the intermediate level of the mysterious martial arts, Bengshan Slash, killing them is indeed as easy as killing a chicken.

"Young Patriarch is mighty." The people of the tribe were aroused a strong will to war.

Half an hour later, the fighting situation was completely reversed, but the Xiao family had the upper hand.

The big Xiao family had corpses everywhere, some belonged to the Xiao family martial artist, and some belonged to the enemy.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air.

"Those who violated my Xiao family, don't keep one, kill them all." Xiao Yi shouted, his voice spread throughout the Xiao family.

"Follow the order of the Young Patriarch and kill." The Xiao family members regarded death as home, and they fought back strongly.

An hour later, Xiao Yi paused breathlessly and kept killing the enemy. He wandered almost the whole place, and the deacon of Murong's family died in his hands.

The blood stained his clothes red. But he was still like a sharp sword, with unstoppable aggression, and murderous intent.

In the eyes of the Murong family, Xiao Yi seemed to be a killer, a demon who killed them, and a nightmare they could not resist.

Today, the acquired martial artist on the court is only the deacon of the Xiao family. On the Murong family's side, the strongest was only left with a mortal realm nine-layer warrior.

Although there are more warriors in the Murong family, their defeat is only a matter of time. Without the acquired martial artist, the deacon of the Xiao family almost killed them one by one in seconds.

Xiao Yi came to a deacon and said, "I'll leave it to you here. Try to minimize the casualties of the clansmen and kill the enemy quickly. I will help the elders."

"Yes." The deacon replied respectfully. Although he is an expensive deacon, the gaze looking at Xiao Yi at this moment is extremely convincing and respectful.

With a move, Xiao Yi went to the depths of the Xiao family mansion, "Uncle Xiao Zhong, please don't have any trouble."