The extremely powerful Thunder Bamboo, as if caught by a pair of pliers, Yang Lei stared at Zhao Yi, the huge eyeballs were about to fall out of the eye sockets.
I saw Zhao Yi's lazy posture, stretched out. It directly clamped the bamboo full of thunder power!
"How is this possible?!"
Yang Lei yelled unbelievably, Zhao Yi was just the beginning of a god-man. This kind of thing, even in the later stage of the gods, would not dare to do it!
"Isolate and ignorant."
Zhao Yi sneered, the black thunder on his fingertips instantly suppressed the thunder on the bamboo.
"Since you have done it. This is the bamboo, I will give it back to you."
Zhao Yi said lightly, a pair of eye pupils instantly became pitch black, there was a faint thunder arc jumping, and the anchored bamboo was thrown out again by Zhao Yi.
"No! This is impossible!"
Yang Lei shouted. When his expression was full of horror, the pitch-black bamboo had already shot over, like a cannonball, blasting Yang Lei into the air.
"Why bother, if you obediently give way, you won't be guilty."
Zhao Yi looked at Yang Lei, who was blown up and unconscious. Slightly helplessly spreading his hands, he glanced at the depths of the bamboo forest, and his eyes returned to calmness.
After being wasted so much by Yang Lei, I don't know if Zhao Qin is inside.
In the deepest part of the bamboo forest, the light on the altar was getting brighter and brighter, and Zhao Qin was bathed in the light. With that exquisite and alluring face, it is extremely shining!
"It's almost a success!"
Even though the head of Village Yao, who is very calm on weekdays, a rare excitement flashed in his pupils when he saw this scene.
"laugh!"
However, just as the shining light kept pouring into Zhao Qin's body, a sword glow. But it flew out from the bamboo forest.
Wherever he went, countless bamboos were criticized and lost their heads. Jianmang rushed out of the bamboo forest, the momentum remained unabated. Swept across the altar!
"Do not!"
The head of village Yao yelled and he strode out, but no matter how fast he was, it was too late at this time, and a muffled sound swept across the sword. In the altar, a crack was cut abruptly!
The light group that was constantly pouring into Zhao Qin's body. It seemed that he had lost the support of some kind of strength, and the speed was visible to the naked eye. Disappearing in the air, Zhao Qin, who was floating in the air, also fell again.
"Who is it? How dare I spoil my good deeds, Village Chief Yao?!"
Seeing the "cooked duck" flying, the head of the village Yao, who has a super good temper, couldn't help but yelled at this time. His sharp eyes stared at him, not knowing when he appeared beside the altar. On Zhao Yi.
"Brother? Why did you come here?"
The sudden change also brought Zhao Qin back to life. She looked at Zhao Yi who appeared beside the altar, surprised and pleasantly surprised.
"Of course it was to pick you up. I didn't expect you to be brought to such a place by these guys during the time I was in a coma. If I didn't take the lead, maybe I would never see you again!"
Zhao Yi's eyes were gradually covered by anger. With a wave of his big hand, with a soft force, he directly lowered Zhao Qin from the altar.
"Brother, it's not what you think..."
Zhao Qin was stunned, half-talking, but was directly interrupted by the village chief Yao.
"Boy, I didn't expect your hand to be so long. Not only did it ruin my mine, but it also blocked my succession ceremony!"
"You! Zhao Yi! This village chief will kill him!"
