Soul Emperor Martial God

The banquet in the East China Sea took five days to end.

The teams from all kingdoms and martial arts holy places began to leave one after another.

In the East China Sea event, Tianjiao, who has achieved a good ranking, can stay and practice here.

Xiao Yi, as the first place in the East China Sea event, is naturally qualified to stay here.

But he did not stay.

Nor did he leave with the Jianzong team.

Instead, holding two embarrassed figures alone, he flew away from Yukong.

The two of them were naturally King Yanwu and Bai Mohan.

These two people had long been sealed off by the woman, so Xiao Yi restrained them with a random force.

Of course, even if the cultivation base was not sealed, with Xiao Yi's current strength, these two people would not be considered.

After Xiao Yi left the East China Sea barrier, he kept flying.

After flying away from the six counties in the east, he started flying north.

On the way, King Yanwu and Bai Mohan would not be quiet.

"Xiao Yi, I am the master of the Yanwu Kingdom, and I am the master of this kingdom."

"What qualifications do you have to force me into captivity like this?"

King Yan Wu said angrily, his face full of indignation.

Xiao Yi said nothing.

Since King Shenwu said that he would hand them over to Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi could dispose of them at will.

"Xiao Yi, you spare my life, the lord of the country promises you everything."

"If you have any requirements, just say it."

King Yanwu gave up his anger and begged for mercy instead.

Xiao Yi was still flying fast, and said coldly, "I don't want anything, as long as you two live."

"You..." King Yan Wu wanted to say something.

"Forget it, the country lord." Bai Mohan interrupted, "Xiao Yi is cruel, and he won't be softhearted if he wants to kill us."

Xiao Yi's face was cold, but he didn't say much

Just continue to restrain the two, flying fast.

Behind, King Yanwu and Bai Mohan looked at each other, their eyes full of hideousness.

"Xiao Yi, don't be too proud." King Yan Wu smiled coldly.

"This is the Yanwu Kingdom, and I am the king here."

"If you let us go now, we can shake hands and make peace; the grievances of the past can be wiped out."

"Otherwise, if you are stubborn and stubborn, please don't blame your country's master for being polite."

Xiao Yi said nothing, he didn't know where the Yanwu King had come from.

But he was too lazy to think.

Time gradually passed.

He flew all the way north, and when he was about to reach Bingxue County, he understood.

Swish...wish...wish...

Around ten thousand figures, rising from the sky, instantly surrounded the surroundings.

Everyone came in uniform, neat and neat movements.

Obviously a well-trained team.

"Yan Wuwei." Xiao Yi frowned and looked at the nearly ten thousand warriors around him.

Among the nearly ten thousand warriors, the leader is naturally the chief.

Then there are five orthodox leaders, Ye Xiu and others; 25 deputy commanders, Lin Zhong and others.

It was actually 25 strongholds, from the Tianyuan realm to the Poxuan realm, all came.

"Xiao Yi, you know what you are doing." The commander snorted coldly.

"In the area of ​​the Yanwu Kingdom, the leader of the country was publicly taken into captivity. This is a rebellion."

Xiao Yi sneered, "He is no longer the leader of the country."

The commander said coldly, "You don't need to say more, let the lord of the country go immediately, otherwise you won't blame me for waiting."

The commander's voice just fell.

Below, countless figures appeared again.

"City Guard." Xiao Yi smiled disdainfully.

Yes, tens of thousands of city guards gathered below.

Each hand holds a crossbow and arrow, as well as some big lethal weapons.

These subspiritual artifacts are only used when resisting animal tides.

"So this is your confidence." Xiao Yi turned around and looked at Bai Mohan and King Yanwu.

Bai Mo laughed coldly, "Xiao Yi, I know you are strong."

"All Yan Wuwei added up, I'm afraid it is not your opponent."

"It's just that you really want to kill, and become notorious?"

"Don't you think I dare?" Xiao Yi sneered playfully.

After all, Xiao Yi looked at the chief and the others coldly.

"Go away, you and me, after all, it's a game of robes and a game of friends."

"Don't force me to kill."

The commander, Ye Xiu and others, their faces were cold.

The commander coldly raised his hand, "The archer is ready."

hiss…

Below, tens of thousands of archers pulled open the crossbow neatly.

"Yan Wuwei prepares."

"Drink." Near Wan Yan Wuwei shouted high in the air, all weapons in his hands came out.

Xiao Yi frowned.

Yan Wuwei is the strongest elite warrior under the lord of the country and is 100% loyal to the lord.

King Yanwu has been in power for more than a hundred years.

Over the years, he has absolute prestige.

"Captain, stop." At this moment, a trembling voice came.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi followed the prestige, "Ziyang... Zhou Ping..."

Yan Wuwei was obviously all dispatched.

Even the ordinary players are here.

Zhou Ping, Zhou Ziyang and others were impressively members of Xiao Yi's team.

The coldness on Xiao Yi's face was slightly faint.

"Ziyang, do you remember what I said before?"

"I said, maybe one day, we will become enemies."

Zhou Ping, Zhou Ziyang and others, although they also held weapons.

But their faces are filled with a series of complex emotions such as entanglement, helplessness, and sadness.

"Captain, in Ziyang's heart, you are not a heinous person."

"Could it be that we are the one who is wrong?"

Zhou Ziyang hesitated, his eyes filled with confusion.

Yes, confused.

For Zhou Ziyang, he felt very confused.

The Captain Xiao Yi he knew was a person worthy of his immense respect, admiration and admiration.

But at the same time, he was extremely convinced of Yan Wuwei's iron rules.

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "I also said that in this world, there is no absolute right or wrong."

"Ziyang, don't think too much, let alone get lost, just follow your own heart."

Zhou Ziyang was once the youngest member of his team.

"With your own heart..." Zhou Ziyang muttered to himself.

Xiao Yi did not speak any more.

Behind him, King Yanwu sneered and said, "Xiao Yi, as long as you let go of your country's lord, your country's lord is willing to give you a place of worship."

"No... even on the same level as this king."

Xiao Yi shook his head and looked back at the commander and the others, "Do you really not retreat?"

Beside the general leader, an orthodox leader shouted, "Xiao Yi, openly plundering the lord of the country, have you eaten the guts of the bear?"

It was Wan Jianyi who spoke.

"Wan Jianyi, I forgot about you." Xiao Yi's eyes were cold.

After the Sect Master and the eight Jianzong elders openly rebelled against the sect, Wan Jianyi also left the sect.

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and instantly disappeared in place.

"Huh?" The general ruler's pupils shrank, "Fast speed, extremely strong?"

Whoosh...

When Xiao Yi appeared again, a sword aura was already in his hand, ending Wan Jianyi's life.

"Xiao Yi, you..." The commander's expression changed.

Xiao Yi said coldly, "Kill Wan Jianyi, I am clearing the door for the sect."

"As for you, when the new leader takes over, you will deal with it."

After all, Xiao Yi waved a big hand, and a terrifying spiritual restraint fell.

Nearly ten thousand flame warriors in the sky, and tens of thousands of city guards below, were instantly imprisoned.

Immediately, Xiao Yi turned around and didn't look at the martial artist on the scene again. His figure flashed, restraining the two Bai Mohan and flying away from the sky.

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