The long sword fell into Zhao Yi's hands, and Fan Ming seemed to have lost the most important thing, and his emotions immediately became agitated. The galloping spiritual power swept Zhao Yi mercilessly!
"No."
Zhao Yi refines the long sword for his own use. For Fan Ming, this long sword should be more than just a spiritual weapon.
Seeing this scene, Fan Ming had nothing to say, the spiritual power swept everywhere, venting the rage in his heart.
"Everyone listens to the order, arrest all these people!"
At the same time, other masters of the Ming organization also rushed over, all rushing to show themselves and rush to the battlefield.
"Roar!"
Where did the Dark Lion Jiao let them do as they wish, with a low roar, isolating all those who were about to attack.
The battle gradually entered a white-hot situation. Fan Ming, who was crushed by the battle, was unable to take Zhao Yi for a while after Zhao Yi broke through the generals.
"Zhao Yi, if you have the ability to fight with me upright, holding my sword all the time to block and hide is nothing!"
As the battle progressed to the back, Fan Ming had gradually become impatient. Every time he attacked Zhao Yi, he used his long sword to block him, making him think of a move without daring to use his full strength.
That feeling was extremely frustrated.
"Can't wait?"
Zhao Yi retreated sharply, keeping a certain distance from Fan Ming, and the long sword in his hand plunged into the ground without hesitation.
"In that case, it's as you wish."
"In these passive defense times, I am not doing nothing!"
Zhao Yi's handprints changed, and the ground with a radius of thousands of feet began to vibrate violently, and the cracks spread rapidly around like a spider web.
"Go, Sixiang Spiritual Array!"
Zhao Yi's palm cruelly slapped on the ground, and the spiritual power in his body was also squeezed out at this time, and the power hidden in the ground spewed like a water column.
"When is this..."
Fan Ming also noticed the spirit power fluctuations from the vast underground, and at this distance, there was no way to get out of the range of the formation.
"Rewind!"
When Ming Lion Jiao saw the cracked ground, he immediately sensed something was wrong, and grabbed Ye Lingyao's four daughters and rushed out of the formation.
As for the Thousand Hands who came together, the Dark Lion Jiao didn't notice it, it was probably the first one to hide away.
"Roar!"
At the same time, the four roars resounded in unison. Among the four directions, the Suzaku, Xuanwu, Azure Dragon, and White Tiger condensed by spiritual power immediately rushed out of the ground and rushed towards Fan Ming.
The Sixiang Spirit Formation is a sixth-rank formation. Although Zhao Yi only exerts some of his power, it is enough to kill a Wuwang level expert!
"what!"
Those elders who were still not clear about the situation, standing in the spirit formation immediately became cannon fodder, and were torn apart by spiritual power.
"Tian Ming Lei!"
Fan Ming's reaction was not weak either. Between the lightning and flint, he used spiritual power to build a fortress in front of him, wrapping him tightly.
"boom!"
The spirit beast condensed by the four spiritual powers slammed into it, and the loud sound almost broke through the clouds!
The exploding mushroom cloud swept around with terrible aftermaths of spiritual energy, and the surrounding buildings were instantly destroyed. One can imagine how terrifying the power of this spiritual formation is.
"Zhao Yi!"
The raging spiritual power lasted a few minutes before it gradually dissipated. The site of the outbreak was already riddled with holes. Ye Lingyao stepped down from the body of the lion dragon and frantically looked for Zhao Yi's figure.
The glance of the glance finally stopped at a certain shadow filled with smoke and dust.
"The body is at its limit."
A gust of breeze blows, and the diffuse dust slowly dissipates. The injured Zhao Yi fell on the ground a little weakly. Fortunately, he used the Canglang Tome to remove part of his strength at the end, otherwise the just aftermath would have killed him. .
"Fan Ming should be killed."
Zhao Yi raised his head slightly, looked at the collapsed ground in front of him, thinking of everything Fan Ming would do to Zhao Qin's three daughters, Zhao Yi didn't have the slightest pity in his eyes.
"Crack!"
As Zhao Yi walked in, the fortress was directly fragmented as if foreseen in advance.
"Did you escape under that killer move?"
Below the fortress, there was nothing but the blood in the pit. Obviously, he didn't know what means Fan Ming used to escape.
Even if it was a divine sense, Zhao Yi couldn't capture it for a moment.
"I didn't expect Fan Ming to be defeated by such a kid!"
In a certain underground passage, Fan Ming ran away injured, dripping blood all the way.
He still didn't believe that he would lose to Zhao Yi's hands.
"However, this is not over yet!"
When Fan Ming thought of Zhao Yi's face, an unstoppable anger came from his chest.
He glanced at the back, without a trace of hesitation, and quickly walked towards somewhere.
Fan Ming ran away, the fate of Ming organization can be imagined, and soon fell apart, escaping from all directions, for fear of being caught by Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi didn't have any interest in these guys, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to it. What made him care about was the same figure as Fan Ming under a certain ice cave.
"Sure enough, has it been taken away."
After clearing the battlefield and regaining their strength, Zhao Yi and Ye Lingyao and his party returned to the palace that was set as a forbidden area. The figures inside were not unexpected and were taken away.
"Zhao Yi, stop chasing, this organization has been disbanded, will it hurt us for a while."
Seeing Zhao Yi still chasing after him, Ye Lingyao was a little scared, and slowly stood up.
"Ok."
Looking at Ye Lingyao's eyes, Zhao Yi's heart softened. After so hiding, where did he not know her thoughts?
"Hurry back, this place is weird."
Qianshou, who had disappeared for a long time, did not know where he came out, his arms crossed his chest, and he looked very cold.
"Senior Qianshou, thank you very much."
Zhao Yi saw Qianshou, and was a little grateful. Ye Lingyao had froze with him before, and Qianshou did a lot of effort to be able to come here.
"I thank you for it. I didn't expect that today was really an eye-opener for me. It not only allowed me to see the so-called resurrection from the dead, but also let me see another meaning of this world."
Qianshou smiled, and then there was a touch of pain on his face, and there was a trace of smoke coming out of his forehead.
"Don't get in the way!"
Seeing that Zhao Yi wanted to step forward, Qianshou shook his head, his forehead seemed to be illuminated by divine light, and an eye appeared!
"This is the eye of the sky, as long as you can use a certain amount of power from the sky and the earth, you can open your eyes. I thought it was a legendary thing, and now I have it too!"
The eyes between his forehead slowly opened, as if he had seen something on the other side of the world, Qianshou said in surprise, it seemed that he did not come to the wrong place this time.
"Your eyes are not perspective eyes, right?"
Zhao Qin and others on the side had slowly recovered from the initial shock, and joked when they saw Qianshou's strange eyes.
"Little kid... don't talk nonsense!"
Qianshou's face blushed, and he glared at the women like a child, and Zhao Yi couldn't help but smile as he watched them arguing.
Looking at the valley where people have already gone to the empty building, this meditation organization has been disbanded from today!
