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Chapter 278 Not so lucky every time

Zhao Yi's current realm is simply no match for the two nine-star martial kings joining forces.

What's more, he had fought for so long just now, and his internal strength was exhausted and he couldn't continue.

Therefore, his situation at this time was extremely dangerous.

On the other side, the elder, who was fighting with Yue Rushi, was anxious when he saw Zhao Yi constantly slaughtering the strong.

He always wanted to go over and help, but he was dragged down by Yue Rushi.

However, when he saw the current situation, he couldn't help but smile coldly and said, "It seems that he's too worried."

"In this case, Zhao Yi will definitely die."

At this time, the old Martial Saint thought he would be anxious when he saw Yue Rushi.

However, Yue Rusi's expression was still very calm.

She said calmly: "You are really worried!"

"The last one to die must be those two Nine-Star Martial Kings."

"And after the Nine Star Martial King dies, it will be your turn to be your young master."

The old Martial Saint did not believe it at all.

There was also a man with a golden mask. At the beginning, he was extremely worried when he saw Zhao Yi being strong.

Until now, he finally felt relieved.

"As soon as that kid dies, Yang Xiyu belongs to me."

"At that time, this little bitch, I can play whatever I want."

The man in golden mask said coldly to himself.

He is now completely relieved and thinks that Zhao Yi will lose.

"Zhao Yi, the last blow will be sent to you on your way."

The two nine-star martial kings shouted angrily.

They have condensed the most powerful attack, which takes Zhao Yi's life with one blow.

Faced with this killing attack, Zhao Yi looked extremely calm.

"Do you all think I'm at the end?"

"It's ridiculous. I just regard this as a journey of experience."

"Since you're going to kill me with your last blow?"

"Then I will use the last blow to end the battle."

"The last blow, the power of blood!"

Zhao Yi finally sniffed coldly.

Then, mobilize the blood power in his body to perform the last blow he can use at present.

At this moment, the two nine-star martial kings suddenly felt the threat of life and death.

Moreover, what made them feel incredible was that the threat of life and death still came from Zhao Yi.

"How is this possible?"

"He actually has the strength to condense a blow that threatens us?"

Two Nine Star Martial Kings exclaimed.

puff!

But, it's all too late.

Zhao Yi's bloodline power pops up.

Under the control of thought, he rushed towards the two Nine-Star Martial Kings.

Yes, after reaching this level, Zhao Yi can already control the attack of martial arts through Wu Nian.

Therefore, after the power of the martial arts vein penetrated the eyebrows of a nine-star martial king, he did not stop, but flew towards another nine-star martial king under the control of Zhao Yi.

So, there was no suspense in the end. Both nine-star martial kings died under the attack of Zhao Yi's bloodline.

Zhao Yi's bloodline power was finally completely exhausted and disappeared after killing two Nine-Star Martial Kings.

Zhao Yi suddenly felt a wave of weakness coming, which almost knocked him to the ground.

At this time, he had to use the sword of martial arts to keep it unbearable.

"this"

Seeing this scene, both the man with a golden mask and the old Martial Saint changed his face at the same time.

They never dreamed that this would be the result.

At this time, Zhao Yi leaned on the sword, straightened his body, and walked towards the man with a golden mask step by step.

"No, the young master is in trouble!"

The old Martial Saint exclaimed.

At this moment, he became anxious again.

He wanted to work hard to get rid of the moon Rushi.

However, everything was futile and completely dragged by Yue Rushi.

"No need to struggle without any effort, you can't change anything."

Yue Rushi spoke lightly.

She knew Zhao Yi's power and horror.

When you think he has reached the limit, you don’t know that he still has the means of trump card.

"Do you know the identity of my young master?"

"If he dies, you all wait to die, no one can save you."

The old Martial Saint shouted angrily.

Yue Rushi said, "Your words are ridiculous."

"Is it possible that you can kill us just because your background is strong, and we can't kill you?"

"This may be useful to others, but it is sorry for my young master!"

When the old Martial Saint heard Yue Ru's poems, the face of the old Martial Saint was ashes.

At this time, Zhao Yi's Wu Nian had already locked in the masked man.

He said indifferently: "I will spare you once in the Longmen Black Market."

"However, you don't know how to cherish."

"Now, I have the only way to send you on my way."

The man in the golden mask turned around and wanted to escape without hesitation.

However, Zhao Yi slashed out with a sword energy.

puff!

The man with golden mask was injured with a pair of hamstrings, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

So the man in the golden mask could only crawl away in panic and fear.

But Zhao Yi had raised his sword and wanted to kill him in the air with one sword.

This sword will be the last power he can condense.

However, at this moment, the sea of ​​sand trembled, the wind and dust rolled up, and figures appeared here from far to near.

A group of dozens of people quickly surrounded the place.

Zhao Yi was a little surprised when he saw the visitor.

Because the person who came was actually the young leader of the Longmen Black Market.

"Young master, you are here just in time, save me."

The man in golden mask shouted in horror.

The old man Wu Sheng on the side, when he saw the young leader of the Longmen Black Market, he was happy and said, "That boy Zhao Yi is already seriously injured and powerless."

"He has humiliated you on the black market. This is a good time to take revenge. Kill him quickly and don't give him a chance to recover his strength."

The man in the golden mask also shouted: "Yes, Mo Kong, are you really convinced?"

"Now is an excellent opportunity to kill this boy, and you must not miss it."

At this time, Mo Kong, the young leader of the Longmen Black Market, looked at Zhao Yi, who was covered in wounds and extremely weak, with his expression gloomy and his eyes flashing.

Obviously, he was thinking about whether to take this opportunity to kill Zhao Yi?

He was originally ordered by his father to come and see the situation.

Moreover, the black market of Longmen
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