Chapter 188: A Familiar Shadow

"Shua!"

Zhao Yi's figure is like a ghost, haunting the Xuanzang Valley, and he annihilated all the Heiliantangs he encountered.

Therefore, in the Xuanzang Valley, the people in the Black Lotus Hall were extremely shadowed. When they heard the word Zhao Yi, they were immediately frightened out of their wits.

On the way to find the Black Lotus Hall, Zhao Yi also collected countless treasures, but he didn't come across the Boundary Breaking Pill for a long time.

At the same time, the people outside seemed to be restless, and Heiliantang's expression was even more gloomy.

"Honor Bei Yuan, what's going on, why do my soul cards shatter when my people enter!"

Venerable Hei Lian, the master of the Black Lotus Hall, had a gloomy face, his body was wrapped in his robes, making it impossible to see his appearance.

But that rough voice made people know that he was definitely a man.

"There are many dangers in Xuanzang Valley, and it is common to lose some people."

Venerable Bei Yuan said lightly, the people he entered were not as exaggerated as the Black Lotus Hall, but several soul cards were also broken.

"Losing some people? I, the Martial Emperor of the Black Lotus Hall, have two thousand monks, and I have less than 200 soul cards left. I'm afraid you can't tolerate my Black Lotus Hall and secretly kill you."

Hei Liantang snorted coldly, apparently suspecting the Beiyuan Dynasty, and the person who could kill him in a very short time may not be the only perpetrator.

Moreover, only the Northern Yuan Dynasty could have this kind of contradiction and be able to make a move!

"Hallmaster, the enchantment above this is almost weakened, this time let the disciples see who did it."

千无痕目光闪烁，他脑海中闪过赵逸那欠揍的身影，手掌不由得紧握起来。

He always felt that this incident might have something to do with Zhao Yi, but what he didn't understand was how Zhao Yi managed to kill them in a very short time.

"Very well, then let you go, whoever bullies Hei Liantang will be killed without mercy!"

Venerable Hei Lian's chest kept rising and falling, and he snorted coldly, wishing to catch the person who made the move.

"Crazy, the current pressure is that only the peak of the Martial Emperor can enter. Qian Wuhen is a monk who is close to the peak of the Martial Sect. Isn't he afraid of death!"

Countless people looked at each other in blank dismay, obviously a little confused about Qian Wuhen's actions.

"yes!"

Hearing Venerable Hei Lian's answer, the corner of Qian Wuhen's mouth raised slightly, and he immediately nodded heavily, without the slightest hesitation, he rushed in directly with a sword.

"laugh!"

On the contrary, just as Qian Wuhen's figure approached the barrier, an indescribable pressure swept over, and his body was bent.

The arm that had been grown from the panacea was now trembling slightly, as if it was going to be crushed by the pressure just like last time!

"Hmph! A generation of swordsmen will not collapse here in a state of embarrassment!"

Qian Wuhen snorted coldly, held the long sword in his hand, and immediately slashed towards the void.

The invisible pressure seemed to be divided into two, and he immediately relaxed a lot.

"It's now!"

Qian Wuhen's eyes burst into light, without the slightest hesitation, he rushed in directly, even though the pressure became much weaker, there was still a terrible pressure sweeping down, the flesh and blood on his body seemed to be squeezed!

"Before I kill Zhao Yi, I won't fall easily!"

With his head held high, Qian Wuhen didn't stop his footsteps even though blood was flowing out of his body, and rushed straight in.

"He really... went in!"

Countless people looked shocked, and they obviously didn't believe it was true. After all, a moment ago, a monk of Wu Zong wanted to go in, but he was crushed into mud by the pressure!

"What a sword idiot."

Venerable Diyan of Diyan Pavilion smiled slightly, but he didn't act rashly here, he just sent some monks of Emperor Wuhuang in.

"It's a pity, if there are another one or two thousand people in the Black Lotus Hall, they will definitely be able to break through to the second level Wuzong."

Seeing that the experience bars were about to be full, Zhao Yi felt a little helpless, and he casually killed the monk who was about to attack him.

It only took Zhao Yi a few hours to kill nearly 2,000 Martial Emperors. If he hadn't mastered the space teleportation array, it would have been even more difficult to find someone in this vast Xuanzang Valley.

"Um?"

Just when Zhao Yi was about to travel through the teleportation array to find the remaining monks of the Black Lotus Hall, he immediately sensed something, and at the end of his sight, there seemed to be a beautiful figure that quickly left.

Even though it was a long distance away, Zhao Yi still saw the beautiful figure clearly, and his whole body became excited at this moment.

If that beautiful shadow, Zhao Yi, was right, it would be Ye Zixin!

Zhao Yi looked excited, and when he was about to catch up, a long sword was inserted into the ground immediately, trying to block Zhao Yi's way.

But for Zhao Yi, it didn't stop him in the slightest, he jumped up and chased him directly.

"You are still the same as before, you like to ignore others!"

The line of sight in front of him was immediately replaced by a black shadow. Qian Wuhen held the huge sword with a gloomy expression, staring at Zhao Yi firmly.

"Get out of my sight!"

Zhao Yi stopped, his eyes were terribly gloomy.

Qian Wuhen was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard it, and walked slowly towards Zhao Yi with a huge sword on his shoulder, as if he thought Zhao Yi was afraid.

"I tell you... to get out of here!"

Zhao Yi roared, and a huge magic pillar appeared in front of him at some point, and when he waved it slightly, the whole earth trembled!

"Damn! What the hell is this!"

Qian Wuhen's complexion changed slightly, and the long sword he was holding tightly was blocked in front of him.

"Crack!"

The long sword he was proud of had just touched the magic pillar, and it was shattered abruptly, and countless fragments began to float down with the wind!

"My sword is broken... how is it possible!"

Qian Wuhen opened his huge mouth, his face full of disbelief. Although Zhao Yi left, he never thought that he could crush his sword head-on!

"Nothing is impossible, since you chose to stop me, then...go to hell for it!"

Zhao Yi sneered, and the magic pillar in his hand slammed on Qian Wuhen's body fiercely, and the evil spirit eroded wildly, gradually destroying his consciousness.

"Law...prison!"

Zhao Yi sneered, and slapped his palm on the ground. Immediately afterwards, a beam of purple light circled around Qian Wuhen's body, and finally sank into the ground and disappeared.

With a wave of his palm, Zhao Yi put the Xutian Demon Pillar into his body, and began to leave slowly.

"Ahem... You can't leave so easily before you kill the enemy!"

Qian Wuhen coughed up blood and stood up with great difficulty. As a swordsman, he would not give up easily before he died.

"This is……"

However, when Qian Wuhen tried to stand up, he found that his whole body was sealed by shackles, and both his body and the surrounding area were filled with flickering thunder!

"Fool."

Zhao Yi turned his head slightly, he didn't intend to do so, and snapped his fingers lightly.

The terrifying thunder, centered on Qian Wuhen, swept away!