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Chapter 1236: Beiyin Essence Power
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Chapter 1236: Chapter 1236: Beiyin Essence Power

Xiao Yi’s judgment on the battle was extremely accurate.

Almost the moment he just shook off Fang Muxue and unleashed the Cold Ice Domain, several figures were already attacking.

The forceful Palm Wind pressed down in unison, and even before the palms arrived, the Palm Wind had caused the entire ground to collapse.

Centered around Xiao Yi, the ground within several dozen meters turned to dust. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The palms arrived, and three overbearing handprints landed heavily on Xiao Yi.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi frowned, he had no time to retreat and could only endure these three palms.

However, as the handprints fell on him, they felt soft and powerless, and he didn’t even feel a tinge of pain.

Yet, just in the next second, an intense pain instantly filled his entire body.

Inside him, three powerful forces raged wildly as if trying to break his body apart.

"Not good." Xiao Yi’s expression changed.

He swept his sword horizontally, and under the surge of blood color, the Sword Edge became exceptionally sharp.

The owners of the three handprints were initially shocked, then let out a cold laugh, taking a step back to easily avoid the sweep.

Xiao Yi flashed aside, quickly pulling away from the three.

Meanwhile, the Primordial Power within him stirred incessantly, suppressing the three powerful forces crashing inside him.

"Pugh." As he suppressed them, Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of acrid blood.

In the distance, the Fang Family Master, battling fiercely with Elder Qin and others, glanced over at Xiao Yi, his expression changing.

"Xiao Yixiao, be careful."

"That is the Beiyin Essence Power, it holds a fraction of the power of Heaven and Earth Rules, extremely formidable and unpredictable."

The Fang Family Master shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi nodded.

The name of the Beiyin Sect was something he had naturally heard of.

It was indisputably the overlord force of the Central Region, even the Eighteen Mansions dreaded it to some extent.

The Beiyin Sect had always been domineering in its actions, commanding countless subordinate forces.

Rumor had it that the inheritance of the Beiyin Sect even dated back farther than the Eighteen Mansions.

However, Xiao Yi was not aware of more specifics.

The three palms that struck just now appeared weak and powerless, but actually, the Primordial Power had already ignored his flesh and Protective Primordial Power, instantly striking inside him.

Initially puzzled, upon hearing the Fang Family Master’s words, he understood.

The Beiyin Essence Power indeed somewhat resembled the Power of Heaven and Earth Rules, capable of ignoring many things.

But clearly, it wasn’t as strong as the Power of Heaven and Earth Rules, which could ignore all barriers, formations, forces, etc.

According to Xiao Yi’s estimation, the Beiyin Essence Power at most possessed a fraction of the might.

Still, in a power struggle with martial artists of equal strength, it was already a remarkable technique.

Not to mention that now, the cultivation of these three Beiyin Sect Martial Artists far exceeded his.

"Three at the Fourth Layer of Saint Emperor Realm." Xiao Yi coldly eyed the three people a dozen meters away.

These three were middle-aged men.

In Xiao Yi’s perception, they were clearly stronger than the Martial Artists on the elder level of the Three Great Families.

But they were significantly weaker than those on the level of the Vice Hall Master.

Therefore, they should roughly be at the Fourth Layer of Saint Emperor Realm.

Clang...

The sword in Xiao Yi’s hand was instantly covered by a crimson hue.

"I must fight quickly and decisively." Xiao Yi muttered to himself, a touch of ruthlessness rising in his eyes.

This level of enemy, he could still handle.

In his prime, he wouldn’t fear them at all.

But now, he was heavily injured, primarily due to the full-force strike from Elder Qin, leaving him seriously hurt at the moment.

And with the Beiyin Essence Power from the three Beiyin Sect Martial Artists infiltrating his body just now, it only compounded his injuries.

He needed a swift battle to avoid any other unexpected events.

At this moment, a dozen meters away, the three Beiyin Sect Martial Artists stared coldly at Xiao Yi, making no move.

To be precise, they were staring at the sword in Xiao Yi’s hand.

"Blood Qi technique." One of them frowned, "If I’m not mistaken, it’s the Blood Realm Slash."

"Kid, are you an assassin of the Heavenly Nether Mansion?"

"Or perhaps, what is Hui Wushi to you?"

The Beiyin Sect Martial Artist showed a trace of inexplicable dread as he spoke the last sentence.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, having heard this question more than once before.

"To my knowledge, the Heavenly Nether Mansion does not have a character like you." The Beiyin Sect Martial Artist said solemnly again.

"Judging by your mastery of the Blood Qi technique, you even surpass the Heavenly Nether Mansion’s Young Master."

"And within the Heavenly Nether Mansion, no Heavenly Talent can compare to the Young Master."

"In other words, you are not one of the Heavenly Nether Mansion."

Beside him, another Beiyin Sect Martial Artist spoke coldly, "Kid, leave now, and we can spare your life."

Just as the words of the Beiyin Sect Martial Artist fell.

In the distance, Elder Qin’s face turned cold, "Second Deacon, you must not let this kid go."

"The Qin Family must kill him."

The Second Deacon of the Beiyin Sect shook his head, "If your Qin Family wishes to provoke the Killing God Hui Wushi, then let your Qin Family do the killing."

Saying this, the Second Deacon looked directly at Xiao Yi again, "I’ve said my piece only once."

"Leave now, and no one will stop you."

"If you don’t, not even Hui Wushi can protect you."

The last sentence fell, with the three exuding a chilling killing intent.

"Leave?" Xiao Yi smirked coldly, glancing at the distant Fang Family Master and then at Elder Qin.

"Qin Zhen’s palm strike, I haven’t returned it yet, I can’t leave."

The three Beiyin Sect Martial Artists shook their heads at his words, "Then die for your so-called pride of a Heavenly Talent."

"Attack."

The three Beiyin Sect Martial Artists instantly made their move.

"Just as I wished," Xiao Yi coldly laughed.

"Blood Realm Slash."

The blood color that had long permeated the surroundings suddenly turned into sharp Sword Qi, shooting from all directions.

Chi... Chi... Chi...

The blood-colored Sword Qi was sharp to the extreme, and fast to the extreme.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

With three explosive sounds, the three attackers were instantly repelled.

The Protective Primordial Power on their bodies was unexpectedly shattered, leaving several bloody marks on them, blood flowing endlessly.

"So strong." The three showed expressions of shock.

If they hadn’t reacted quickly just now, they might already be heavily injured under the countless blood-colored Sword Qi.

"Such sharp Sword Qi, not even our Protective Primordial Power can withstand it?" One of them showed an odd expression.

"After all, it’s the absolute skill of that Killing God, so it’s only natural." Another one said solemnly.

The other had an extremely grim expression.

Three at the Fourth Layer of Saint Emperor Realm, besieging a mere youth at the Third Layer of Saint King Realm, were actually repelled in a single exchange.

They even speculated that if they hadn’t suddenly attacked just now, they might not even have had the chance to approach this young lad.

Those three strikes would have missed as well.

"What a Martial Arts Monster, no wonder that Killing God chose him and passed on his mantle." The three glared at Xiao Yi, their expressions filled with shock.

In the distance, the fierce melee continued to rage.

With the Beiyin Sect’s strong support, the Qin Family’s forces were pressing the Fang and Gu families’ martial artists into the lower hand.

Only on Xiao Yi’s side, the three Beiyin Sect strong men, showing dread, hesitated to make a move.

"If you won’t make a move, then it’s my turn." Xiao Yi sneered, the blood on him growing thicker, instantly rushing out with his sword.

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