The son does all kinds of evil?I sentenced him to be executed all over the house!

Chapter 355
"Boy, I'll let you be rampant. I'll see how long you can be rampant in this life." The saint in white cursed coldly, kicked Xiao Yi in the chest, and kicked Xiao Yi flying.

Xiao Yi sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down.

Xiao Yi fell heavily to the ground, clutching his chest in pain, his face was pale, blood was rolling all over his body, mouthfuls of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Damn old thing, how does your holy religion train disciples? How do you send garbage like you out to die? It's a waste of resources."

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and roared, his face ferocious and extremely angry.

"Presumptuous, little bastard, you dare to insult our Holy Cult. I think you are tired of your life. I must kill you today." The white-clothed saint roared angrily, her body burst out again, and a sword was aimed at Xiao Yi Hack and go.

Xiao Yi's expression changed, and he hurriedly avoided.

The sword of the saint in white contained endless power, Xiao Yi couldn't dodge it, and was instantly hit by the sword.

His whole body was sent flying again and hit a stone pillar.

"boom."

Xiao Yi was thrown to the ground by this stone pillar again, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"Boy, I'll see how you hide this time, haha, you're definitely going to die this time." The saint in white looked like she was about to win.

"Boy, just admit defeat. Our Holy Cult's martial arts are very weird. Once you are poisoned by our Holy Cult's martial arts, you will have no chance to escape."

"Besides, your strength is only slightly weaker than mine, you are not my opponent." The man in black sneered.

"Hmph, then I'll let you have a taste of my exercises, and let you taste how terrifying the power of my exercises is."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yi took out a jade bottle, opened it, and swallowed the pills in the jade bottle.

After swallowing the traditional Chinese medicine pills in the jade bottle, Xiao Yi felt a hot current coming from his body, swimming quickly in his body, and soon merged into his meridians.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi showed a surprised expression.

Because, he found that after the medicine in the jade bottle was integrated into his body, his seriously injured body began to heal quickly, and the pain disappeared.

His body seemed to have regained its previous strength, full of vigor and energy.

Xiao Yi was overjoyed, "Could it be that the medicine in this jade bottle has miraculous effects on healing physical injuries?"

This feeling is like eating a healing elixir. Although it doesn't have such an exaggerated effect, it can also relieve his injuries.

Xiao Yi's figure jumped up, and once again rushed towards the saint in white, "Old man, die!"

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, you are still far behind, boy, although your strength is good, compared with me, you are far behind by more than 01:30 points."

The saint in white snorted coldly, and slashed down with her sword, taking Xiao Yi's head straight.

Xiao Yi dodged again, but still couldn't dodge the sharp sword of the saint in white.

He received another sword strike on his chest, and he flew back backwards, fell hard to the ground, and coughed out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

At this time, Xiao Yi finally realized the gap between his strength and the opponent's.

Although his exercises are powerful and his physical strength is unparalleled, but the martial art practiced by this saint in white is even more strange and powerful, and can be transformed into a million attacks.

Xiao Yi suffered a total of more than 20 sword attacks just now, each of which could be called a devastating blow.

And Xiao Yi also knew that these attacks were not all the attacks of the saint in white, the real attack of the saint in white was the last sword after the 20 or so attacks.

That sword was extremely powerful, making him powerless to resist, and he might even be killed instantly, even his soul would be killed.

However, now that Xiao Yi knew the attack method of the saint in white, he was no longer afraid.

Because he was prepared.

Xiao Yi stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was covered with coldness and murderous intent, "Old man, you are indeed powerful, but unfortunately, you will never understand how powerful I am."

"You little bastard, let me see how arrogant you can go." The saint in white yelled angrily, and slashed out with her sword again.

This sword turned into a monstrous giant snake. This giant snake, with its teeth and claws, rushed towards Xiao Yi, as if it wanted to tear Xiao Yi apart.

With a ferocious face, Xiao Yi punched out again, and streams of purple flames burst out, sweeping towards the giant python.

This giant python is exactly the attack power of the purple flame giant dragon.

The Ziyan dragon and the giant snake collided together.

Sparks flew all over the place, and the Ziyan giant dragon and the giant snake exploded at the same time.

The aura on Xiao Yi's body soared suddenly, and the purple flames on his body burned violently, covering a range of hundreds of meters around in an instant.

"What a terrifying temperature, what a scorching flame." The saintess in white shrank her pupils, fear was written all over her face, but he quickly calmed down.

"Although your attack power is terrifying, such an attack is not bad against ordinary people or ordinary monsters, but it is useless against me."

"Boy, don't think that these methods can hurt me. I have seen a lot of your methods."

"Have you seen little of my methods? Have you seen little of my exercises?" Xiao Yi said with a sneer.

"Little miscellaneous hair, don't be arrogant, no matter how powerful you are, you can't help me. You are looking for death."

"You're dead this time." The saint in white sneered.

Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and he said with a sneer, "Really? Then let's try."

After the words were finished, Xiao Yi leapt forward and rushed towards the white-clothed saint again. At the same time, streams of purple flames erupted, wrapped around the purple-flame giant dragon, and rushed towards the white-clothed saint together.

"Hmph, it's nothing more than a trivial skill." The saint in white snorted coldly and swung the long sword again.

Whoosh!
The sound of breaking wind resounded, and the purple flame dragons around Xiao Yi bombarded those sword lights one after another. Every attack of the purple flame dragon would bring waves of scorching heat, making Xiao Yi's body slightly hot stand up.

These sword lights are also attacks from the saintess in white, and their power is naturally extraordinary.

A burst of intensive roaring sound erupted, and the long sword in the hand of the white-clothed saint continued to chop out.

The purple flame dragon bombarded the body of the white-clothed saint, making muffled noises, sparks burst out, and purple flames burned crazily.

The white-clothed saintess swayed back a few steps continuously, spitting out a mouthful of crimson blood every time.

His face instantly turned pale.

"What a powerful attack, what a tyrannical attack, this kid is really strong." The saint in white stared at Xiao Yi coldly.

(End of this chapter)