There are still the last two days.
Just guard these nine days and nine nights, once Princess Yingyue completely breaks through, his mission is considered complete.
At that ti, the Saint Sakura Demon Venerable opened the blockade of the space connection point, and he could take Princess Yingyue to forcefully break out of the encirclent and leave this space of the world.
"Huh." Xiao Yi let out a foul breath, and his palm shook. He who was holding the sword in his right hand shook the Purple Lightning Divine Sword onto his left hand.
When he held Zidian with his left hand and continued the fierce battle, his right hand seed to have completely completed his mission, and he was unable to hang down.
Yes, his right hand could hardly be raised anymore, unable to move, and only dropped weakly.
Fighting fiercely for four consecutive days and four nights, without a break, one second is thousands of swords, you can imagine what pressure his right hand is under.
Not to ntion the tension in his mind, and he has been in this fierce and dangerous fighting situation.
His right hand had long been numb.
In these days of fighting, the hand of the sword is the most vulnerable and the most injured place.
Although these spiritual consciousness attacks seem to be emptiness, they directly capture spiritual consciousness; but in fact, this is a kind of power, and once it bursts, it will have power.
His right hand was already very badly injured, as if it was abandoned.
The numbness and the severe injury made him unable to even lift up his right hand, let alone hold a sword.
Therefore, Zidian can only be handed over to the left hand to continue the fierce battle.
Although he held the sword in his left hand, Xiao Yi's kendo strength was not reduced by half.
Ti is passing slowly again.
For Xiao Yi, this is almost like a year.
However, no matter how slow it is, ti will eventually pass away.
On the eighth day, there was the last day left.
The faces of Xia Chuan and others were already extrely shocked, "This kid is really a monster."
"According to our judgnt, he should have been exhausted yesterday and no longer able to fight."
"But I didn't expect that he had to hold on for another two days abruptly, and he is still very powerful even today."
Gu Lie said coldly, "He has abolished a right hand."
"Look, he shouldn't be able to hold it anymore."
Tang Zhan nodded, only grinning.
In the eyes of all of them, Xiao Yi was tantamount to an immortal God of War, which was extrely shocking.
But at this mont, they are also watching this God of War beco weak, expecting that he will eventually fall.
...
Ti ca to the ninth day.
Xiao Yi wielded the sword in his left hand, still the shadow of the sword continued, and the sword was powerful.
However, the lips were dripping with blood numbly and bleeding.
He didn't rember how many tis he vomited blood.
All he knows is that he can't even tell his mind and doesn't have the ti to wipe it.
Gradually, his lips were covered with blood, and even flowed down the jaws, extrely tragic.
He fought fiercely for nine days.
His sword did not stop at all, and the spiritual consciousness that died under his sword was countless.
However, all around, the offensive is still continuous and dense.
Between heaven and earth, there is still a wave of spiritual consciousness, overwhelming the sky.
That huge amount of astonishingly, it seems that Xiao Yi's crazy slaughter in the past nine days hasn't made it consu much.
Xiao Yi was already extrely tired, but he knew that there was still more than a half day left.
Keep going, everything will end soon.
Xia Chuan and the others, slightly put away their offensive, suddenly there was a complex change on their faces.
"That kid, I should have lost all combat power on the seventh day, and was torn to pieces by us."
"At this mont, I lasted for more than two days."
Tang Zhan said coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, since the seventh day, he has actually been supporting it."
"From then on, every minute and a second passed, it was extrely suffering."
"For him, every second is almost equivalent to living a year."
Gu Lie sneered, "But that kid seems to be still imagining that he can survive these nine days on his own, and then he can escape from birth."
Everyone sneered or sneered, but their eyes were fixed on Xiao Yi's still indifferent and clear eyes.
Although they are spiritual consciousness, they were once non-general.
Of course they could judge what kind of pressure Xiao Yi was under these days.
This kind of pressure is probably better than all the torture in the world, and it is going on every second, and every second is intensifying.
...
Ti is still fading.
After a long ti.
Xia Chuan glanced at Tian Tian, "At most there is half an hour left, this ninth day is over."
There is no white night in this dark world.
But everyone can still clearly know the passage of ti.
Of course, Xiao Yi is the sa.
Although he was already suffering to the extre, fighting ceaselessly and fiercely fighting, but he also knew the passage of ti.
"In half an hour, everything is over."
"Puff." Xiao Yi spit out blood again.
In fact, he had already reached the limit, he just held on with one breath.
It's hard to say how serious his injury will be after leaving this ti.
But his tired mind, I'm afraid it will take a long ti to rest before he can recover.
...
Ti gradually passed away again.
Xia Chuan, Gu Lie, Tang Zhan, Han Liang and others stopped their attacks at the sa ti.
Including the spiritual sense of the surrounding palace masters and more than a thousand powerful spiritual senses, they also stopped attacking.
Xia Chuan shook his head, stared at Xiao Yi's body, chuckled, but said nothing.
Gu Lie smiled, "Perhaps, I understand sothing."
"The eight old guys are actually willing to risk the world's great disdain and forcibly violate the first iron rules of the Eight Palaces, and they must designate this kid as the successor of the Eight Palaces."
Tang Zhan sneered, "If I guessed correctly, it should be those eight old guys who would not let this excellent successor go."
"No one is willing to give up, so he can only acquiesce in one person taking over the Eight Palaces."
Han Liang sneered, "It's so good, no, a great kid, I won't let go if I am the chief palace master."
First Xiao shook her head slightly, "The next generation is terrifying."
"It may be a good thing that such a kid has appeared in Eight Halls."
Everyone talked to themselves in a few words.
But everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yi.
To be precise, it was fixed on Xiao Yi's feet.
For nine days and nine nights, with fierce battles, he even reached the limit long ago, but his footsteps have not been backed down.
Since he started guarding the cherry tree, he hasn't flinched for half a step.
Even if his robe is soaked with blood, even if he is scarred, even if he is weakened, even if there are many cold attacks, he can obviously avoid it by taking a step back.
But... he didn't retreat.
"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned as he watched the offensive suddenly stopped.
It should be a few minutes before the ninth day is completely over.
"Give up?" Xiao Yi smiled, "It seems that the account can be settled."
"Nothing is settled, I have to go."
Xiao Yi propped the ground with a sword, his mouth was full of blood, but he still showed a touch of pride.
For these nine days and nine nights, he stayed on and held on, and now, only waiting for Princess Yingyue to complete the breakthrough, the Holy Sakura Demon Venerable released the space point blockade.
Xia Chuan took a step forward and chuckled, "Account, you have paid it off; perhaps, we have counted on you."
Xiao Yi sneered, "It's suddenly easy to talk."
"But it doesn't matter." Xiao Yi shrugged.
"Heh." Gu Lie sneered. "Boy, you seem very proud?"
"It seems that I am about to end everything and escape to life."
"Sigh." Tang Zhan shook his head, "Poor, simple, no, stupid."
Xiao Yi frowned.
A few minutes passed in a flash.
But... this cherry blossom tree has not changed at all; Princess Yingyue has no signs of breaking through.
"This..." Xiao Yi's eyes were startled.
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