Bathed in the vast blood rain, Xiao Yi stood in the sky with his sword in the clouds, his mouth slightly raised, looking at the dumbfounded Chen Zhijian and Hongwuting.

Gulu! Chen Zhijian and Hong Wuting's faces suddenly changed.

The two looked at each other.

They all saw the shock and retreat from the other party's eyes.

"Brother Chen, we..." Hongwuting spoke as soon as he opened his mouth.

Chen Zhijian raised his hand to interrupt him, and said righteously: "You and I represent the face of the God-killing Sect and the Yuhua Sect. If you retreat at this time, how will the world view you and me?"

"You mean..." Hongwuting hesitated.

Chen Zhijian looked generous: "A bloody battle to the end is no big deal!"

Passionate, determined and firm.

At this moment, Chen Zhijian stood in the wind, and the blood rain fell on his face, and he had not wavered at all.

The tall body is like a pine tree.

Hongwuting was deeply infected by it, and he focused his attention and said word by word: "You are right. We warriors have taken the path of defiance and done defiance.

Just a mere junior, I will fight with him!"

Buzz! Hongwuting took out his Holy King's soldiers.

This is a golden and dazzling hammer.

The hammer is three meters long, and the hammer body weighs more than 100,000 kilograms. If you throw it away, it can cause a small-scale earthquake if it falls on the ground.

Hongwuting stepped forward and went straight to Xiao Yi and killed him: "Junior, I'll fight you!"

Huhuhuhuhu!                                                            �

The terrifying power shocked Tianyu and rushed forward with a determined determination to die.

As the distance between him and Xiao Yi was getting closer and closer.

Hongwuting suddenly found a playful look on Xiao Yi's face. Just when he was wondering why Xiao Yi would show such a look during the battle of life and death.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but say, "You are wielding the hammer alone and want to fight me to the death?"

"nonsense!"

Hong Wuting snorted coldly, "I joined forces with Brother Chen to fight the enemy, how could I be alone?"

Xiao Yi's face became more and more interesting.

Smiling but not smiling.

With a hint of mockery and pity.

"..." Hongwuting was shocked all over.

No way?

A thought came to his mind.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced stiffly behind him.

Want to find Chen Zhijian's figure.

However... Wherever the light passed from the corner of my eyes was empty, there was no trace of Chen Zhijian?

Gulu! Chen Zhijian ran away?

He left me and ran away?

What about fighting to the death together?

What if you promise not to lose your sect’s face?

You fucking fooled me and I went forward to fight hard, but I was so embarrassed that I could run away?

Hongwuting turned around with difficulty.

Yaoyao looked at Chen Zhijian in the distance without looking back and said, "Brother Hong, I will definitely avenge you!"

"I..." Hongwuting opened his mouth, and said he was about to blurt out his words to greet the eighteen generations of ancestors, but he noticed a coldness sweeping over his back.

Gulu! Hongwuting swallowed hard, turned around with difficulty, and saw that Xiao Yi was already close.

Hongwuting said with a sad face: "If I said... Chen Zhijian was instigating me just now, in fact, I have always admired the Lord of Tiandao Pavilion and you very much. If you want to join you, would you believe me?"

"What do you think?"

Xiao Yi smiled playfully.

Hong Wuting opened his mouth and wanted to say that he believed, but then he thought that he had spared no effort to kill Xiao Yi before. If it were him, he wouldn't believe it at all! But he really doesn't want to die! As for resistance... As for the strong Situ army, even though he was killed by Xiao Yi, how could he dare to resist?

Hongwuting said with a tough bullet: "Yes, you should believe it?"

"Excuse me!"

Xiao Yi shrugged, and the Qingping Sword in his hand did not stop at all, and slashed out with one sword.

Puff! Hongwuting's body and head separate.

A wisp of soul soared into the sky and flew towards the sky.

Xiao Yi held his palm in the air.

Bang! The soul exploded.

A Saint King fell again!                                                                                                                            

There is silence between heaven and earth.

Under the bloody rain, everyone's faces went from initial shock to later fear to now, and now they were completely numb.

The second peak master has already escaped from the Yin-Yang Demon Prison.

Back on the flying boat.

Beside him... Chen Yantao and Cao Rui were bending their fingers.

The second peak master said in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Chen Yantao subconsciously said: "I'm counting the heads!"

"Count the heads?"

The second peak master was stunned.

Cao Rui looked up at him and said, "Wang Yilong, Ouyang Man, Situ Jun, Hongwuting... There are already four powerful people in the Holy King Realm that Senior Brother Xiao killed today!"

"I'm safe and sound. Are there such cruel people in the history of the heavenly realm?"

Chen Yantao asked.

The second peak master: "..." He raised his head.

His eyes passed through the drizzling blood-colored rain, and he looked at the figure standing proudly on the sky, with an irresistible shock and excitement on his face: "Not to mention the Wuyang Heaven Realm, even the Nine Heaven Realm was the original Nine Heaven Realm, I'm afraid no one can have such a record, right?"

Holy King Realm.

It is already an extraordinary existence.

Even if he could become a Saint King in the Nine Heavens Realm, he would be a powerful overlord.

Kill the four saints in a row in one day.

Such a record can be called a myth in any era! “Huh?”

Chen Yantao suddenly exclaimed in surprise and pointed at the position where Xiao Yi had previously stood, "Why is Senior Brother Xiao missing?"

"It's really gone?

Where has he been?" Ye Xiaochun said in confusion.

When the second peak saw everyone looking at him, he said quietly: "It has become a thing of the past to kill the four saints in a row in one day..."                                                                                                            �

Everyone looked puzzled.

at the same time.

In the void tens of thousands of miles away from Paradise Island.

A figure ran wildly at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a ray of rainbow light wherever it passed, making it difficult for it to capture his movement trajectory.

Chen Zhijian tried his best to escape, but he was already invincible with cold and heat. At this moment, he was sweating profusely all over.

He looked behind him from the corner of his eyes.

The soul is activated and the divine thoughts are scanned.

No discovery was made.

Chen Zhijian then slowed down a little and gasped: "Fortunately, I ran fast... The idiot in Hongwuting really thought I would stay and fight to the death with Xiao Yi?

That's a saint-slaughtering maniac. Even the Lord of Heavenly Dao Pavilion does not have the terrifying record as he does. How could I stay and die?"

"Are you proud?"
To be continued...