"The dragon swings its tail!"
With an angry shout, the little dragon's dragon tail, which was hundreds of feet in size, whipped towards Yu Yiliu again.
"boom… "
The next moment, a violent collision occurred in the void.
I saw a figure flying backwards.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Yu Yiliu's mouth.
Looking at the cold and arrogant little dragon in the void, Yu Yiyi's eyes were filled with awe-inspiring expressions.
Before he could recover just now, the little dragon's tail had already been whipped out. He didn't even have time to react before he was already whipped out.
He asked himself that his speed was fast enough, but in front of Xiao Jiao, his speed was simply not enough.
This made him feel so shocked!
"What happened just now? How come a figure flashed and Yu Yiliu's figure flew out backwards?"
"There seemed to be a flash of blue light, it was the figure of the cold dragon, and the tail of the cold dragon struck Yu Yiliu's body!"
"This Hanlong's cultivation is in the early stage of Tianzun. How can he be so fast?"
"This cold dragon is really terrifying. Will Yu Yiyili be his opponent?"
"No wonder this boy and this cold dragon have been in this palace for three days. This cold dragon's strength is really good!"
…
Seeing Yu Yiyi's figure flying backwards, the figures started talking again.
Their eyes were also extremely impressive.
With just a dazzling moment, Yu Yiyi's figure flew out again. How could they not be shocked
What's more, Yu Yiyi is from Yu Tian Realm, and the human body method of Yu Tian Realm is many times faster than that of people from other worlds.
The warriors in the Yutian Realm, who have always been famous for their body skills in the Celestial Realm, actually suffered a loss in front of a monster with a lower level of cultivation than themselves because of their body skills. This made everyone not shocked.
"No… "
"This is impossible. How can he be faster than me?"
Listening to these comments, Yu Yiyiyi came back to his senses and looked at Xiaojiao. Yu Yiyiyi's eyes were full of disbelief.
You must know that the little dragon in front of you is only at the early stage of Tianzun, but he is at the middle stage of Tianzun, and is only one step away from the late stage of Tianzun.
But just one glare from him caused him serious injuries.
How could this not surprise Yu Yiliu
"How's it going, shit?"
"Your little Grandpa Jiao, my dragon's tail swing tastes good, doesn't it?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's sarcastic voice came.
"Does it taste good?"
"Hanlong, don't be crazy!"
"It's nothing to take advantage of me when I'm not prepared. I'm going to have a good fight with you. I want you to know how powerful I am, Yu Yiyiyi!"
Listening to Xiaojiao's extremely arrogant words, Yu Yiyi clenched his hands into fists and looked at Xiaojiao, with no concealment of the killing intent in his eyes.
At the same time, in Yu Yiyi's hand, a knife several feet long appeared, with a dazzling light shining on the knife.
And with the appearance of that knife, the palace exploded again.
"Is this the Netherworld Cold Sword, a late-stage emperor-level artifact? Could it be the Netherworld Cold Sword that has been lost for a long time, and it is said that no one can survive a single strike of the same realm?"
"The Netherworld Cold Sword is notoriously terrifying. Not to mention that the cultivation level of this cold dragon is a small level lower than that of Yu Yiliu. Even if they are in the same realm, this cold dragon will not be Yu Yiliu's opponent. !”
"It's such a pity for Han Long, in fact, his strength is not bad!"
"Arrogance always has to pay some price. Isn't he very strong? Isn't he very arrogant? Let's see how arrogant he can be under Yu Yiyi's Netherworld Cold Sword!"
"Don't underestimate this Hanlong. Since he dares to stand up and fight Yu Yiliu, his strength will not be inferior!"
…
One after another figures, their eyes fell on Xiaojiao. They looked at Xiaojiao, and some warriors had a touch of sympathy in their eyes.
It seemed to them that it was impossible for Xiaojiao to survive Yu Yiyiyi's Netherworld Cold Sword.
At this moment, they were full of confidence in Yu Yiliu, as if they had all seen the scene where the little dragon was split in half under Yu Yiliu's Netherworld Cold Knife.
At this moment, their eyes were unblinking, as if they were afraid of missing something.
"Hanlong, go to hell!"
But at this moment, a cold and stern voice sounded, and Yu Yiliu slashed directly towards Xiaojiao.
The billowing intent on the knife seemed to split the little dragon in half.
"Little Jiao, be careful!"
Seeing this scene in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he quickly reminded him.
"Um!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao nodded.
Immediately, the figure flashed and went directly to greet Yu Yiliu.
At this moment, the dragon's power on the little dragon's body was extremely vast, shrouding Yu Yiliu.
"Long Wei is so strong, retreat quickly!"
"This dragon's power is so powerful that my knees seem to be out of my control at the moment!"
"Isn't this just a cold dragon? How can the power on his body be so strong?"
"This Hanlong seems to be not weak at all. Who will be the final winner between this Hanlong and Yu Yiliu?"
"It must be Yu Yiliu. No matter how strong this cold dragon is, it can't stop Yu Yiliu's Netherworld Cold Sword!"
…
Feeling the violent power of the dragon coming out of the little dragon, countless warriors trembled.
If they hadn't calmed down, several of the remaining nineteen people might have knelt down to the little dragon.
At this moment, Xiao Jiao seemed to have the pressure of a king, making them want to kneel down.
But in the hearts of most people, they still believe in Yu Yiliu. After all, Yu Yiliu's cultivation is stronger than Xiaojiao, and he also has the Netherworld Cold Sword in his hand.
"Qiang Qiang..."
A violent collision sounded.
It seemed that what collided with the knife was not Xiaojiao's dragon body, but the same sharp blade, making a metallic collision sound.
"boom… "
Immediately, the two figures flew out upside down.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouths of Xiaojiao and Yu Yiliu at the same time.
"Little Jiao!"
Looking at this scene, a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, I'm fine!"
"I must solve this Yu Yiyi class today!"
The little dragon's figure flashed, standing proudly in the void again, and said with a firm expression.
"Little Jiao, this first-class Netherworld Cold Sword is not that simple!"
"You must not let his Netherworld Cold Knife hurt your body!"
Seeing the determined look on Xiao Jiao's face, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely serious and he lowered his voice.
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao quickly agreed.
"Netherworld Cold Sword?"
"This knife is very weird!"
The next moment, he seemed to have discovered something. Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank and he said secretly in his heart.