As Yang Lianxiao continued to retreat in the air, he kept screaming.
Lu Yi, who had just tried a little trick through [Heart of Faith], showed something strange in the Zhoutian Xingdou Hall outside the sky.
Just now, he tried to connect to Osha Clifford's heart of faith.
Project your power downward.
In other words, what is projected is the... power of the gods in that land of chaos.
But the result can only be described in one sentence.
There is form but no spirit.
The seemingly majestic and terrifying divine power in the chaos, Lu Yi was unable to bring it into play in the real world.
However, it is just a ‘projection of divine power’.
In just an instant, Yang Lianxiao's eyes were completely destroyed.
"How can you look directly at God and not pay the price?"
He glanced at Yang Lianxiao, who was holding a long knife and waving it around indiscriminately, with dark blood flowing out of his eyes.
In Lu Yi's eyes, countless touches of telepathy soon turned into sharp spears, piercing him from all directions.
"Damn! This is impossible! This is impossible!
”
Wielding the long sword, he continuously cut off the spears of telekinesis that were flying towards him.
Yang Lianxiao's almost completely opened empty eye sockets stared directly at the cold-looking blonde nun.
In his mouth, he finally let out an extremely vicious roar.
"What is hidden on you?"
”
The roar fell.
Two spears of telekinesis have penetrated Yang Lianxiao's body heavily, blocking all his words in his mouth.
The Ding saber flashing with a faint red light in his hand flashed even more fiercely.
The figure of Yang Lianxiao, who had lost his breath, moved directly, and a wisp of extremely sharp sword energy rippled out.
Slashing towards Osha Clifford standing in the air.
"Is this... the magic weapon has a spirit?"
Seeing that Yang Lianxiao opposite him had been stabbed to death by the spear of telepathy, and his breath was gone.
But he still involuntarily continued to attack with a strange posture, waving the long knife.
Then the blond nun looked at Lu Yi and was stunned.
A ray of disbelief immediately flashed through my heart.
The powerful magic weapon is indeed spiritual, but it is not spiritual to this extent.
Even if the master dies, he can activate it on his own... and lead the corpse to continue fighting?
If there really is such spiritual power, that moment just now... could completely activate the Lord Protector on its own.
Although it is impossible to completely block the power, it is not difficult to save Yang Lianxiao's life.
"No, no!"
Looking across from him, Yang Lianxiao looked like a puppet, with a crooked and twisted figure.
Lu Yi's heart skipped a beat, and an incredible idea flashed across his mind.
"Control someone with a sword!"
"This divine weapon is actually a demon sword... a demon sword?"
As this thought fell in my mind.
The blond nun stood facing the wind, facing Yang Lianxiao's corpse like a vengeful demon, but she didn't show the slightest bit of strangeness.
As the countless telepathic touches flying in the wind all around shook, they turned into densely packed sharp spears.
Yang Lianxiao's flying corpse was instantly covered by countless rays of light, leaving no bones left.
The bright red sword in his hand continued to exude iron and blood as it fell from the air.
"It's over, is it over?"
After seeing a violent flash of light above, Yang Lianxiao's figure disappeared directly.
There was an uncontrollable look of fear on the faces of many Yang family disciples around.
The Yang family today.
There are only three people with level three abilities.
And the ‘apostate nun’ that keeps rippling and shining in the sky.
In less than a few minutes, you killed two people?
"This, this kind of power, we are no match for!
”
I don’t know who is muttering to himself in a slightly desperate tone.
The eyes of countless people instantly focused on the third-level ability user promoted by the Yang family...Yang Shixiong.
Like many people, what appeared on Yang Shixiong's face at this time was the same unbelievable shock.
"Four minutes, but four minutes?"
"Just kill Yang Yuan and Uncle Xiao one after another?"
Yang Shixiong suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
The golden light that was rippling above gradually dimmed and shrank.
The next moment, the blond nun slowly fell.
Summon the Ding Saber in the distance, which seems to have lost all its luster, in your hand.
Almost all the children of the Yang family couldn't help but hide behind Yang Shixiong.
"Huh?"
I saw many people couldn't help but have a look of horror on their faces.
Osha Clifford's amber eyes flashed.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
The slender fingers gently brushed against the long knife radiating cold light in the hand.
The blond nun glanced at the frightened crowd in front of her, shook her head and said:
"Just hand over all the participants in this matter."
"The feud between the Yang family and Lu Yi... ends here!"
"Do you agree?"
As Osha Clifford's somewhat cold voice sounded.
There were expressions of surprise on the faces of countless Yang family disciples around.
Even Yang Shixiong, who had already boiled all his true energy, was ready to fight to the death.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
"That's it...?"
There seemed to be some uncertainty as to whether the blonde nun was just playing tricks on her prey.
Yang Shixiong was about to ask.
He saw the smile of the blond nun opposite him gradually shrinking, staring at him coldly and saying:
"My patience is limited, I'll give you 1 minute to think about it!"
"..."
With the ultimatum issued by the blonde nun.
Everyone's eyes are focused on Yang Shixiong.
Gritting his teeth.
Although Yang Shixiong instinctively wanted to agree.
But he knows it in his heart.
Once we surrender today, the Yang family... will be finished.
Not to mention the enemies hidden in the open and secretly.
The cold-looking Osha Clifford in front of her probably wouldn't let the Yang family go so easily.
When Lu Yi, who claims to be invincible, comes back in the future, maybe... he won't even acknowledge today's truce.
"..."
Countless thoughts are mixed together.
The corner of Yang Shixiong's eye just glanced around.
What appeared in his eyes was only a hint of exhaustion and helplessness.
At this time, he was surrounded by hundreds of disciples from various clans.
Almost no one has a fighting spirit in their eyes.
Apparently he was frightened to death by the blond nun across from him.
"..."
Through the eyes of the blonde nun.
Lu Yi, who was above the sky, was also looking at the scene in the Yang family mansion.
Although Lu Yi was angry about the Yang family, he did not lose his mind.
For the blond nun to do this, it is almost the limit.
If it is true that the Yang family will be wiped out by force.
Osha Clifford will lose its foundation in Zhuxia.
Not even Lin Guangyuan from the capital can save her anymore.
"Yang family..."
There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Of course, Lu Yi couldn't just let this matter go.
The rest of the matter must be waited for when he can leave the Zhoutian Xingdou Hall in a fair and just manner before he comes back to settle matters.
In other words, at this time, Lu Yi had clearly felt that something was wrong.
In the case of the Yang family's attack on his sister Lu Ying.
There may even be hidden shadows of the Libra Society and Alifang.
At this time, Lu Yi had endless doubts in his heart.