The entrance to the dark pavilion has already turned into a sea of corpses and blood. Countless limbs and broken arms are scattered on the ground. Along with the strong smell of blood, people can't help but feel sick.
The colorful internal organs and brains on the ground exuded a strange and disgusting smell, and everyone frowned.
Among the many bodies of flesh and blood, there was only one person standing. That person was covered in blood, but he looked lonely, standing there like a strong pine tree.
Yang Yi just stood there, with scars all over his body, and blood gushing out bit by bit from the wounds. There was no clean piece of clothing visible on the clothes on his body. The blood stains on his body were both his and those of the enemy.
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More than thirty practitioners in the dark pavilion had all been killed by Yang Yi.
Yang Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then slowly raised his head. The scarlet red in his eyes did not recede, but became more red like blood, looking very strange.
"Your people are really useless!"
"The next one is you!"
Although the energy in Yang Yi's body was almost exhausted, he still insisted on dragging the Tang Dao in his hand, approaching Feng Mu step by step, letting the Tang Dao draw a long scratch on the ground.
However, Feng Mu did not move at all.
He could see that after fighting more than thirty practitioners in a row, the vitality in Yang Yi's body had been completely exhausted. Now he was at the end of a strong crossbow. A casual attack could send Yang Yi down.
Meet the King of Hell.
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Although he wanted to kill Yang Yi to avoid future troubles, the adults above also said that if he wanted to arrest him, he must be arrested alive.
Otherwise, Feng Mu would have killed this guy long ago.
"Yang Yi, Yang Yi, you are so arrogant!"
Feng Mu just left such a meaningful sentence, then raised his hand, and a strong wind roared towards Yang Yi.
Yang Yi stood there and looked at Feng Mu quietly, The next moment, his body suddenly levitated in the air.
Therefore, Feng Mu's palm naturally did not hit Yang Yi.
Seeing this scene in front of them, the cultivators watching the excitement around them were completely dumbfounded.
"How is this possible!"
"False! I'm definitely dazzled!"
"impossible!"
In response to the horrified expressions of everyone, Yang Yi's expression was indifferent, and he floated quietly in the air, with the Tang Dao floating in his palm.
In fact, he didn't expect that Long Qier would come back so quickly.
Originally, Yang Yi thought that it would take a little time for Long Qi'er to go out and deal with the masters who had reached the Chongmai Realm and Tianyi Realm who were stationed in the dark pavilion.
However, it now seems that he is overthinking it. Maybe Long Qi'er has already arrived, but he has just been watching the battle and has not taken any action.
Judging from Yang Yi's own strength just now, it is absolutely impossible to resist the palm from Feng Mu.
After all, he had just killed more than thirty practitioners with his own hands, which had already consumed all the energy in his body. It was already exhausting all his energy to remain as unmoving as he was now.
"Do you need my help?"
Long Qi'er's gentle voice sounded in Yang Yi's mind, and Yang Yi could feel Long Qi'er's vitality slowly moving around him.
"Yes, in my current state, even if I am a mere cultivator of mystical power, I would be dead if I were slapped."
"So, I still have to leave it to you, Qi'er."
Yang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then looked at
Guang looked at Feng Mu and others below with shocked expressions on their faces.
If his guess is correct, these people must be thinking about why this person can fly in the air, but his strength is only at the party level.
"Am I dazzled?"
"Why is he flying?"
In the corner of the crowd, Dajian rubbed his eyes in disbelief, still feeling a little unbelievable.
In fact, when people practice to a certain level, they can know that whether a person can fly depends on the level of one's own realm.
Only after breaking through the Lingjie Realm can the practitioner rely on his own huge strength to fly in the sky.
But it is obvious that Yang Yi, who is in the early stage of the gathering realm, does not have this strength.
However, it doesn't make sense that he can fly in the air.
"It seems that the dark pavilion is going to be completely destroyed this time."
"Yes, yes, I think this person is hiding his strength."
"That makes sense, otherwise why would he be the only one who came out of Death Island alive? I think it's because he is so powerful that Death Island is not worth mentioning to him!"
Thin Monkey muttered to himself and did not notice the extremely shocked expressions of the spectators beside him.
They only thought that this man was brave, but they didn't expect that this man had actually been to the Island of Death.
And he came back alive.
This alone can prove that this person is definitely stronger than all of them.
"Feng Mu, Tang Zijun, didn't you say that even if the King of Heaven comes, I won't be able to save me?"
"Now, are you two ready to die?"
Yang Yi moved his hand slightly, and the Tang saber hung in mid-air. Fufu pointed at Feng Mu and Tang Zijun. Yang Yi looked indifferent, showing no emotion or anger.
In fact, he just needs to show off. As for the one using Yuan Qi now, it is Long Qi'er who is hiding in the dark.
"How could it be! Why is he so strong!"
"I do not believe!"
Tang Zijun covered his chest and looked at Yang Yi with disbelief. Although he said something like disbelief, the fact was now in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it or not.
"It's better to call the steward here."
Feng Mu's face was also very ugly, and the fists hidden in his sleeves were clenched tightly.
Originally, he thought that he would be 100% sure that Yang Yi could be taken down, but now it seems that he underestimated Yang Yi too much. After all, he needs an adult at the management level to come.
"yes!"
Tang Zijun nodded, took out a flare gun from his pocket, and then fired it into the sky.
"Boom! Bang!"
A sharp and harsh sound suddenly pierced the sky.
This sound was so sharp that many practitioners woke up from their state of practice.
Everyone knew very well what this signal gun meant. They understood that this was a call from the dark pavilion.
Presumably those who take action this time should be those strong men in the Chongmai realm.
Looking at Tang Zijun's movements, Yang Yi did not act, but sneered.
"Do you really think those people will come to save you?"
"They're already dead!"
"If you don't believe it, I'll give you time to call people, but they won't show up."
After hearing what Yang Yi said, everyone present was stunned.
