Seeing the purple figure attacking forcefully, the iron cavalry was powerful, and the black iron spear in his hand was glowing with black light, bringing a burst of violent demonic energy to meet the big palm.

With a sound, the purple light giant palm was as powerful as breaking bamboo. Wherever it passed, fierce winds blew, overwhelming the layers of defense of the iron cavalry, and slapped hard on the black light war spear.

"Click"

There was a crisp sound, and the war spear in the cavalryman broke. However, the big palm did not stop due to the breakage of the war spear. It slapped it down as usual, hitting the cavalryman's chest firmly.

The cavalryman was hit and vomited blood and flew back. The purple figure came up to him, appeared in front of the cavalryman again like a ghost, and struck him with another palm.

The cavalryman panicked and waved his palms repeatedly, shooting out black lights, trying to block it. However, this purple figure was too strong, and that giant palm seemed to be able to destroy everything.

When the two palms collided, there was a "click" sound, and both palms of the cavalry broke and shattered in unison, leaving only two bloody arms.

"Uh-huh..."

Both palms were crippled, and the cavalry screamed pitifully, looking at the blurry purple silhouette of the crane in horror.

However, even though the cavalry had lost its fighting ability at this moment, the purple figure did not let him go, and slapped him with another palm. This palm was many times more powerful than the previous two, and bursts of air-piercing sounds were accompanied by purple flowers.

The light, like a cattail fan, crushed towards the man, and there was only a "bang" sound. The cavalry could not even let out a scream, and the whole body exploded. For a moment, blood surged and quickly spread to the ground.

From the time the purple figure appeared until now, in less than a few breaths, he killed a cavalryman with his bare hands. The entire battlefield was watched by millions of people, but it was surprisingly quiet. No one spoke until that moment.

Not long after the cavalry died, bursts of noise broke out.

The performance of the purple figure just now was too amazing. He killed a cavalryman in such a short time. It was so fierce. Not only the monks and demon soldiers watching the battle, but also the men in bamboo hats, Yan Xiaolong and Chu who were in the fierce battle.

Yu and others also noticed this place one after another, and they were all surprised by the strength of this purple figure.

Who is he!!! The Saint, who was outside the battle, witnessed all this clearly. How could she be calm about the purple figure's fighting power? At this moment, her face was shocked, and her beautiful eyes were shining, as if

Look at this purple figure like a monster.

So strong! How come there are such masters in the human race! Not far away, the Holy Son's face was gloomy and his hands were trembling slightly. He was obviously aware of the power of this mysterious purple shadow, and he had a faint desire to retreat. After all, although he is brave and warlike, he is still a warrior.

Divide people. He is not stupid enough to compete with an expert of this level. He knows that with his current level of cultivation, he is simply looking for death.

There is no doubt that the appearance of the purple figure affected the entire battle situation. Just as everyone looked at the purple figure in fear, a scream came from high in the sky again. Everyone was startled, and then looked up, just in time.

He saw a man in a bamboo hat split a cavalryman in half, but the price was tragic. Just as he split the cavalryman with all his strength, the Chuyu spear had already penetrated his shoulder, and most of his body was instantly dyed red. The situation

Horrible.

"You monsters are harassing our Xiling human race. No one can leave today!" A cold voice came from the purple shadow, spreading to every corner, and the cold murderous aura came out of the purple shadow.

The shadow was at the center and spread crazily to all sides. The entire battlefield was like an ice cellar, making everyone tremble with the cold.

The sound gradually dissipated, and the purple light in the sky kept beating. At the same time, everyone stared at the man who was about to appear with their eyes wide open.

Finally, under everyone's expectant and frightened eyes, a man slowly walked out of the purple light.

This is a stalwart man. He is wearing a long purple gown, surrounded by purple glow. His long black hair is flying in the sky like silk. On his handsome and resolute face, his eyes are as bright and deep as black gems.

His eyes coldly glanced at the demon army and the demon masters in the fierce battle.

"Xiao...Master Xiao!!!" On the top floor of Tianyang City, Xing Yu looked at the stalwart figure in the sky in astonishment and lost his voice.

"Master Xiao!!!" High in the sky, Yan Xiaolong dodged a sword and forced the two cavalrymen back. He turned back and glanced at the purple figure who revealed his true appearance. He was shocked. He didn't expect that this mysterious master was missing for ten years.

Xiao Ziyi for several years.

"Ah!!! He...he is actually the head of the Xiao family!!!"

"It's really him! It's the Xiao family head, the Xiao family head is back!"

After the man in purple showed his true appearance, most of the monks on the battlefield recognized the man in purple almost at first sight, because Xiao Ziyi was so famous back then. Before Li Tianluo made his debut, Xiao Ziyi was a well-deserved god.

He is the number one person in Asia and is known as a peerless genius not seen for thousands of years. Although

Later, because he was defeated in the Black Water Lake, he entered the Kunlun Mountain, the first sacred mountain in the Divine Continent, alone. He was once forgotten by the world, and some even thought he was dead, but today he came out strongly and killed a man with thunderous means.

The cavalry, without a doubt, subdued everyone in the show.

"Master, who is Xiao Ziyi!" A young disciple in the crowd asked doubtfully.

"Xiao Ziyi!!! I haven't heard this name for a long time!" The speaker was a gray-haired old man. At this moment, he was looking up at the majestic figure in the sky, and his wrinkled old face showed a look of reminiscence.

Colorful, he sighed and said: "He was the number one person in the Divine Continent in the past!"

"Isn't the number one person in Shenzhou the white-haired demon Li Tianluo?" The young man was puzzled.

"Perhaps...in the future, not...tomorrow, he will once again become the number one person in our Divine Continent!" The old man's turbid eyes were full of fanaticism and he said excitedly.

"Oh!!!" The young man half understood and half didn't understand. He didn't ask any more questions and silently looked at the man in purple high in the sky.

"Cavalry retreat!" Chu Yu was frightened in the sky. Knowing how powerful this mysterious man was, he quickly withdrew from the battle circle with Jiang Mingyue and the three cavalry, and quickly moved closer to the Holy Son, because now in their view,

Only the Holy Son can fight with that mysterious man. At the same time, Chu Yu has made up his mind to let the Holy Son hold back the enemy first, and then he will lead the army to retreat immediately.

I#%￥&!!! Seeing Chu Yu and others flying toward him, the Holy Son was shocked. He cursed Chu Yu and others as despicable in his heart. With his intelligence, how could he not know that Chu Yu and others wanted to lure him to deal with the man in purple?

, but, with the fighting prowess this purple-clothed man showed just now, he went up to root on his own.

He is not a dishonest person at first, and now the situation has been reversed so powerfully that it is no longer a question of whether he can take action, but a question of how to escape. Now, if he wants to leave, he can only get rid of the man in purple by joining forces with the Saint. As for Chu

He is too lazy to care about Yu and these armies.

"Don't let anyone leave today!" At this time, Xiao Ziyi moved, and he brought up a gust of wind, rushing towards Chu Yu and the others like a furious dragon.

The cavalry sucked it back, easily crushed the cavalry's throat, and threw it down high into the air like trash.

This cold-blooded and brutal scene once again shocked everyone, and the noisy scene became quiet again. Everyone stared at Xiao Ziyi who was showing off his power. The morale of the demon clan was extremely low, and their defeat was already certain.

In the human race, a master will appear every time at a critical moment, which makes them depressed. Are all the masters in the human race good at this? He will appear at the critical moment to appetize others?

Damn, is this a human? Killing a cavalry so cleanly and neatly, easier than killing a pig, is this unbelievable? Jiang Mingyue couldn't help but cursed in her heart. She didn't expect Xiao Ziyi to be so strong. You know, he and

Xiao Ziyi had the revenge of killing his father. Although he was covered by armor, he would inevitably be recognized. Thinking of this, he became more determined to leave.

Seeing his brothers die tragically one by one, Chu Yu felt distressed, but now the masters that the human race has jumped out this time are so powerful that they are far beyond their ability. At the moment, they can only break their teeth and swallow them in the stomach, and retreat obediently! But!

, judging from the posture of the man behind him, it seemed that he didn’t want to give them a chance to leave, which gave him a headache at times.

Just when Xiao Ziyi was about to intercept another cavalry, the saint moved. Even facing a formidable enemy like Xiao Ziyi, the saint remained extremely calm. At this moment, she waved her jade hand lightly, and a black magic lotus instantly appeared.

He stood in front of Xiao Ziyi.

Chu Yu and others also took the opportunity to return to the demon army and hurriedly led the troops to retreat. But the Holy Son high in the sky had long since disappeared.

Being blocked by the saint, Xiao Ziyi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that someone in this group of people would dare to take action against him. Seeing the man in black flying away, and the demon army retreating quickly, Xiao Ziyi felt a little faint in his heart.

Angry, without thinking, he smashed the black lotus with one palm and went straight towards the saint.

However, just as he flew close to the saint, the big hand he was about to chop suddenly stopped in mid-air. He looked extremely surprised and exclaimed: "Xiaoyu...?"

"Humph...!" The saint's face changed slightly. She was not grateful for Xiao Ziyi's sudden stop. She gently raised her jade hand and pushed her palm towards Xiao Ziyi's chest.

The seemingly weak blow of the saint actually contained a huge amount of energy. Xiao Ziyi could naturally see this. In shock, he had no choice but to retreat. After stabilizing his figure, he cast his questioning gaze not far away.

Yan Xiaolong, who was standing there, felt Xiao Ziyi's gaze. Yan Xiaolong spread his hands and expressed that he didn't know.

Who is Xiaoyu? Why does he also call me Xiaoyu? After fighting off Xiao Ziyi, the saint did not rush away. On top of her pretty jade face, a pair of cold eyes looked slightly confused, looking at the opposite side not far away

Xiao Ziyi suddenly said: "Do "

Seeing that Yan Xiaolong didn't know the situation, Xiao Ziyi hadn't turned back when he heard the saint asking him questions. Although he was confused, he didn't show it too much, so he asked: "Of course I know you! You are not a divine sword."
Chapter completed!