Chapter 911 (1/2)

After a while, the two supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect, who are the king of Wu at the peak of the great circle, nodded their heads and agreed with the statement of the emaciated supreme elder of the flying cloud sword sect, who is the king of Wu at the peak of the great circle.

”What are you going to discuss with the Supreme Master of Feiyun sword sect? Have you discussed it? Little master, I'm impatient with the Lingxiao sword in my hand.” at this time, Zhou Yi looked at the three supreme elders of Feiyun sword sect who kept muttering something, and asked.

Suddenly Zhou Yi's voice fell, and the three supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect immediately attacked Zhou Yi.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth. What he wanted was this effect.

Zhou Yi held Lingxiao sword in his right hand and rushed up against the attack of the three supreme elders of Feiyun sword sect.

Zhou Yi's killing sword formula at this time is extremely skilled, which has been greatly improved compared with before.

The Lingxiao sword in his hand was held flat on his chest and swept across the three supreme elders who were at the peak of the martial king of Feiyun sword sect.

Seeing this, the three supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect, who were at the peak of the king of martial arts, immediately separated and attacked Zhou Yi from different positions.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

Then Zhou Yi's figure changed again and again, avoiding the attack of the three supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect.

At the same time, the Lingxiao sword in his hand was not idle and launched an attack on the three supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect.

The Lingxiao sword is completely infected by the spirit power of the poison pill in Zhou Yi's body. The three supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect who are at the peak of the martial arts can only be careful.

Although I don't know whether the poison on the Lingxiao sword in Zhou Yi's hand has any effect on the supreme elder in the great perfection realm of the king of Wu, when the poison attacked the inner disciple of the Feiyun sword sect in the martial arts realm, the three supreme elders in the great perfection realm of the king of Wu of the Feiyun sword sect clearly saw it.

The poison is too powerful. If you touch it, you will die. Although the inner disciple is just a martial arts master, even the poison on Lingxiao sword has no great effect on the supreme elder in the great and perfect realm of the king of Wu, it is also a sword trouble after being infected.

”Little beast, if you have the ability, erase the poison from your sword, and we will fight the mountain in a fair and bright way.” at this time, the supreme elder with a national face, the king of the flying cloud sword sect, looked at Zhou Yi and shouted.

After hearing this, Zhou Yi showed a mocking color on his face. Looking at the supreme elder of the king of flying cloud sword sect with a national face, he said, ”OK, old dog, I'll do what you want.”

Then Zhou Yi's mind moved, and the dark Lingxiao sword appeared its original face.

At this time, the three supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect, the king of martial arts of the flying cloud sword sect, were delighted to see here. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi was so easy to win the challenge of the supreme elder of the flying cloud sword sect.

”Boy, good! Just like this, I will give you a happy way to die.” the Supreme Master of the king of flying cloud sword sect, who has a national face, looked at Zhou Yi and shouted.

After that, the supreme elder of the King Wu of Feiyun sword sect, with a national face, held the long sword in his right hand and attacked Zhou Yi.

The sound of ”jingle” metal collision kept ringing.

On the other side, among the people in Xueyan Pavilion and seven star temple, the shameless monk looked at Zhou Yi with a worried face, sighed and said, ”Hey, brother Yi, brother Yi, you say you're usually smart. Why are you stupid now?”

”Hehe, martial nephew, don't you believe Zhou Yi?” at this time, the Minghui monk at the peak of King Wu in the Seven Star Temple next to the shameless monk looked at the shameless monk and said to the shameless monk.

Without waiting for the shameless monk to speak back, the Minghui monk at the peak of King Wu of the Seven Star Temple spoke again.

”Zhou Yi has a sense of propriety in everything he does. If erasing the poison on Lingxiao sword will put Zhou Yi in danger, do you think Zhou Yi will go back and do it?”

In an instant, the shameless monk realized clearly and sounded all kinds of things in the past. He nodded to the Minghui monk at the peak of King Wu in the Seven Star temple and said, ”martial uncle, it's martial nephew. I'm worried too much.”

At this time, Zhou Yi and the three supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect were fighting anxiously.

After another unknown time, Zhou Yi and the three supreme elders of the flying cloud sword sect separated again.