A token, about the size of a palm, was engraved with exquisite patterns and emitted a dazzling purple light, instantly flying out of Xiao Yi's body.
It was like a small sun, suspended above Xiao Yi's head, and shed a holy glow, protecting Xiao Yi's entire body in the middle.
Sizzle.
The power released by the golden figure behind Xiao Ling was immediately blocked by the treasure. There was fierce friction between the two, and strange lightning burst out.
"Grand Master's Order of Treasure Appraisal!" Xiao Ling's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face became extremely ugly.
This kind of token is personally refined by a strong person in the Martial Emperor Realm, and only the most valued people in the Dou Bao Pavilion can obtain it.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi actually had one on his body.
"No one will be harmed by anyone I, Mr. Yan, like. Get out of here." At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the treasure appreciating master's order.
This is a white-haired old man, wearing a loose purple robe, giving people an air of immortality.
His whole body exuded snow-white divine light, which condensed into a huge sword and faced Xiao Yi's big golden hand above his head.
There was a loud bang.
The entire Qianlong battlefield was shaken at this moment, as if it had encountered a terrible earthquake. Even the air exploded, and white air waves rolled everywhere.
The next moment, the big golden hand was blown away, and huge cracks appeared on it.
Xiao Ling suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, obviously being affected by this violent force.
If the golden figure behind him hadn't released a ball of divine light to protect him at the critical moment, he would have suffered unimaginable damage.
"Mr. Yan is so strong." Xiao Yi couldn't help but look happy, and his heart was full of respect and gratitude for Mr. Yan.
Even he didn't expect that Mr. Yan would hide his martial arts clone in the treasure appreciating master's order on his body.
Whenever Xiao Yi encounters a danger that cannot be resolved, he will appear immediately.
Therefore, even if Xiao Yi did not communicate with the God of War puppet just now, he was able to escape unscathed today.
"Fortunately, the God of War puppet was only communicated with by me and was not actually used. Otherwise, an opportunity would have been wasted." Xiao Yi thought to himself.
"Oh, boy, I was really scared to death just now. I thought the God of War puppet couldn't even be used once!" At this moment, Bai Gui's voice suddenly echoed in Xiao Yi's ears.
"What do you mean? Didn't you say last time that it could be used once or twice?" Xiao Yi's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines.
He always felt that he had been tricked by this dead bastard again.
"Theoretically, this is true, but there is a possibility that it won't be used even once. The reason why I concealed the truth is because I don't want to hurt you!" Bai Gui said with some lack of confidence.
"Damn bastard, I will stew you." Xiao Yi was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
If the God of War puppet is really useless today, and there is no help from Mr. Yan's clone, he will definitely die.
Such pig-like teammates are so deceiving.
"Okay, don't be angry. You are still alive and well. Moreover, I have good news to tell you. After your experiment, this God of War puppet can be used once." Bai Gui said with an extremely sure tone.
"Get out!" Xiao Yi was so angry that he really wanted to smash the white turtle's shell.
Rumble.
At this time, high in the sky, Mr. Yan's figure was fighting fiercely with the golden figure.
Because the entire battlefield was shrouded in dazzling divine light, no one on the outside knew what was happening inside.
All they knew was that another force of Emperor Wu appeared and rescued Xiao Yi.
"How could this happen? That scoundrel actually escaped again."
"No, I'm not willing to give in. Why can't he be killed?" Xiao Ling, Jiang Feng and others all looked ashen as if they had been struck by lightning.
"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, a big shot like that, actually came to this place for Xiao Yi, an ant. Why on earth is this?"
"Is it true that a master treasure appraiser is that important?" Ji Kuangdao and Duan Juan both huddled up and hid on the edge of the Qianlong battlefield, shivering.
Their strength is simply not enough in front of the strong ones in the Martial Emperor Realm. Once they are affected, their lives will be in danger at any time.
"Mr. Yan, you are finally here. Master Xiao Yi has left it to you. I have finally completed the task successfully." The corners of the Golden Lion King's mouth were filled with smiles, and his whole body relaxed.
Mr. Yan was his benefactor and once saved his life.
This time, he came to protect Xiao Yi only after receiving orders from Mr. Yan.
In his opinion, Mr. Yan's strength is unfathomable, and it is not difficult to deal with the real Martial Emperor, let alone a secret treasure.
There was a loud popping sound.
At this moment, the golden figure's chest was slashed with a huge wound by the battle sword in Old Yan's hand, and his entire body flew away.
The light in the Qianlong battlefield also dissipated without a trace at this moment.
"Oh my god! Could that person be Mr. Yan from Doubao Pavilion?"
"Why did he come here in person?"
"Mr. Yan is the famous treasure appraising master of Doubao Pavilion. His cultivation has already reached the Martial Emperor Realm. Xiao Ling is in big trouble this time." The warriors who were watching were all stunned by the scene in front of them.
I couldn't believe my eyes at all.
"It's just a bloodline treasure. It can barely display the combat power of the Martial King Realm, but you dare to act wild in front of me. Today, I will completely kill you." Mr. Yan's white hair fluttered in the wind, looking like a legend.
The immortal descended to earth.
His eyes were extremely deep, and he stared at the golden figure calmly, with a look of disdain on his face.
"Mr. Yan, do you really want to make enemies of our major foreign forces because of this evil bastard? You have to think clearly, there is ominous blood flowing in this evil bastard's body, and even that young adult wants to get rid of him.
Don't make a mistake." Xiao Ling's face turned extremely ugly, and he shouted to Mr. Yan bravely.
There was a loud buzzing sound.
Mr. Yan paid no attention to Xiao Ling. The sword in his hand suddenly burst into dazzling white light, as if it had transformed into a nine-sky Milky Way, and slashed down towards the golden figure.
"ah!"
The golden figure let out an angry roar, and his body turned into a golden ape and faced the sword.
The entire world seemed to be torn apart by his arms at this moment, and cracks spread everywhere in the void.
Unfortunately, it is still too weak in front of Mr. Yan's power.
Pfft.
The next moment, his body was annihilated in the sword light and disappeared without a trace.
Even Xiao Ling was hit by a sword light, and his whole body became a bloody mess, like a puddle of mud falling to the ground.
"I don't care what the origin of the young adult you are talking about is. You are just a half-step Martial Emperor, but you dare to threaten me. I spared your life just for the sake of the ancestors of the Xiao family. Otherwise, you would have already
He is a dead man." Mr. Yan glanced at Xiao Ling indifferently, and his tone was extremely strong and domineering.
Xiao Ling's whole body trembled suddenly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Only then did he remember that a strong person in the Martial Emperor realm should not be insulted. Even if he is the holy son of the Xiao family, he must still be in awe of the Martial Emperor.