Lishan Island.

This island is an island affiliated to Nanzhou and the southernmost part of it.

However, this island is also deserted. After all, it will be baptized by the bone-cold blizzards in the extreme south for more than half a year. No one is willing to survive in such an environment.

However, the entire Lishan Island covers an extremely large area.

So the strong men from the six holy lands gather here, and it doesn’t seem crowded.

The six holy places are clearly divided.

It is divided into six areas.

But now... the masters of the six holy lands gathered in the area divided by Tongtian Sword Pavilion. The Tongtian Ancestor of Tongtian Sword Pavilion is a top surviving master in ancient times.

His sword skills are unfathomable.

Status and qualifications are enough to surpass the other five holy lords of the six holy lands.

Inside the tent.

Ge Tianhuang's eyes were blood red, and he glared at Duan Tianya, who looked indifferent in front of him, almost roaring: "Lord of Duan Pavilion, our Holy Lord has been trapped the next day, are you still unwilling to go and save him?"

Duan Tianya glanced at him coldly: "I only focus on the overall situation. Now the extreme south is full of crisis. Since we have discovered that there is a great horror on that path, it is a dead end.

Then we naturally cannot take risks for people to enter, we should choose another way to the hinterland of the extreme south!”

In the past, the Buddha clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this is a mistake in the Lord of the Pavilion.

The Holy Lord of the South Heaven was in danger to save us. How could we sit still and ignore it?"

Duan Tianya sneered, "But I beg him to take action?"

"You..." Ge Tianhuang pointed at Duan Tianya angrily, "You ungrateful dog thief..." "Bastard!"

Duan Tianya snorted coldly.

He raised his hand and slapped Ge Tianhuang in the face.

Ge Tianhuang is just a first entry into the realm of the Saint, and a mere 100-step Saint, is not worth mentioning in front of Duan Tianya.

The slap squirted blood from Ge Tianhuang's mouth, shaking his body, and almost fell to the ground.

Duan Tianya narrowed his eyes and said, "When I crossed the Qingtian Realm, you don't know where to play Mud! Is it your turn to point fingers at me?"

"Enough!"

The ancestor Tongtian spoke indifferently, his eyes swept across everyone, and said, "The Holy Lord of the South Heaven is indeed in danger to save us, but what the Lord Duan said is correct. The most urgent task is to find out what happened in the extreme south.

Otherwise, letting those great terrorists leave the extreme south will bring a catastrophe to the Qingtian Realm!"

Next to the left hand of the ancestor Tongtian.

He was wearing a purple dragon robe, with purple hair and a pair of blue eyes and a master of the Holy Lord Realm, and said lightly: "According to my opinion, we should put the overall situation first.

I believe that if the Holy Lord of the South Heaven knew that his sacrifice could bring peace to the Qingtian Realm and prevent countless creatures from being misled by creatures, he would be at ease!"

This person is named Zifeng, and he is the owner of Zilong Palace.

Duan Tianya was secretly happy, nodded to Zi Feng to show his goodwill, and then said, "Since that's the case, let's raise our hands to vote! The few obey the majority is to agree to put the overall situation first and choose another path to raise our hands!"

Before he finished speaking, Duan Tianya was the first to raise his right hand.

Zi Feng smiled slightly and raised his right hand.

The ancestor Tongtian narrowed his eyes and hesitated for a moment, and he raised his hand.

Duan Tianya smiled and said, "Three to two, it seems that everyone agrees to put the overall situation first!"

“What three to two?

Doesn’t my Nantian Holy Land count?”

Ge Tianhuang's face turned pale and he roared angrily with gritted teeth.

Duan Tianya glanced at him and said with disdain, "Only the Holy Lord of the South Heaven is qualified to represent the Holy Land of the South Heaven. Who are you?"

"You, you..." Ge Tianhuang's face turned pale.

But others are slight.

No one paid attention to him at all! Ge Tianhuang looked at Fang Ruwo and the Buddha in the past. The two shook their heads slightly. They were also willing but not capable enough! With their strength, it was impossible to shake the three Duan Tianya.

Duan Tianya sneered with a playful sneer, stood up and walked to Ge Tianhuang, raised his palm and slapped Ge Tianhuang's angry and stiff face twice, making a crisp sound, squinted and smiled: "Wait until your cultivation catches up with me one day, then bargain with us! You are not qualified now..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

Outside the big tent, a loud voice suddenly came: "He is not qualified, what about me?"

"Um?"

Duan Tianya's whole body was shocked.

Is it him?

The familiar voice has been tormenting his voice like a nightmare for the past few months, making him unable to forget that figure at all.

Duan Tianya turned his head stiffly and looked out of the big tent.

Under the golden sunlight.

The tall figure spreads golden halos around it, like a god descending, and Duan Tianya felt a moment of suffocation. As his throat rolled, the person's name came out: "Xiao, Xiao Yi..." Xiao Yi?

Everyone in the tent changed their expressions.

But... Ge Tianhuang, Fang Ru and the Buddha and I have a joyful look on the faces of the faces.

In contrast, the people in Tianya Hai Pavilion looked solemn.

Only Zi Feng and Tongtian Ancestor were much calmer. Both of them had no conflicts or hatred with Xiao Yi, especially Tongtian Ancestor even believed that he had guidance to Xiao Yi, so he was naturally confident.

Fang Ru, I nodded to Xiao Yi: "You are here!"

The Buddha smiled and said, "Amitabha!"

The hideousness on Ge Tianhuang's face disappeared, replaced by a hint of ease and ecstasy.

He rushed towards Xiao Yi with one step.

"Xiao Yi, you're here! The Holy Lord is in danger in order to save these bastards, but they want to stand by and watch. You must make the decision for me..." Ge Tianhuang said.

Xiao Yi glanced at the slap marks on his face, and squinted at Duan Tianya: "You made a fight?"

Duan Tianya's eyes twitched slightly and he sneered, "I'm going to beat me, can you do anything to me..."                                                                                                             �

"..."                                                                                                                              �

Duan Tianya looked at Xiao Yi who appeared in front of him in a daze in a daze. Feeling the hotness coming from his face, his voice trembling: "You, you, you..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

However, this slap was much stronger than before, and it directly knocked Duan Tianya to the ground and smashed his head to the ground with a thump.

A gust of dust rolled in.

Xiao Yi raised his foot and landed on Duan Tianya's face with a slap.

Step his head tightly on the ground.

Hiss! A sound of gasping in the big tent blew.

One by one, he looked at Xiao Yi with incredible eyes: "This, this is impossible, it must be that I had an illusion..." "That's Lord Duan Pavilion, he was actually slapped twice by Xiao Yi?"

"It's nothing to slap two times. What's really unbelievable is that when Lord Duan faces Xiao Yi, he has no power to fight back?"

Duan Tianya is known as the number one master in the Qingtian Realm since ancient times! Xiao Yi actually slapped him twice and stomped him under his feet?

The narrowed eyes of the ancestor Tongtian suddenly opened, and a light flashed through his eyes: "His strength... is stronger than when he saw it in Tongtian Sword Pavilion before."

Zi Feng's eyes were also twitching, unable to believe: "When did this boy...there was such a terrifying pervert in the Qingtian Realm?"

Above the ground.

Duan Tianya also came back to his senses. Humiliation and resentment gathered into murderous intent. His eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he roared angrily: "Xiao, Xiao Yi, how dare you treat me like this?"

"The Holy Lord of Nantian sacrificed his life to save you, but you repaid your grudges. It would not be an exaggeration to kill you?"

Xiao Yi's eyes were cold.

The infinite murderous intent condensed into a silver sword at the fingertips, revealing its sharpness and pointing directly to the end of the world.

I watched the sword full of death's breath about to fall.

At this moment... A low voice suddenly rang in the big tent: "Xiao Yi, give me a thin face and let him go!"

Xiao Yi slowly looked up and looked at the indifferent Zi Feng. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a cold curve was raised: "I want me to give you face?
Chapter completed!