In his sight, Xue Yi, who was extremely tall, was punched out by Zhang Yifeng.

Everyone could see clearly that at the point where Xue was in the chest, there were three deep bone-sensing wounds, and blood was flowing out of the wound.

Although he could move blood, he was injured very much.

Obviously, Zhang Yifeng actually won the battle with Xue Yi!

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes showed ecstasy. At this moment, Zhang Yifeng had become their savior.

Perhaps the injury was too serious, Xue Yi could no longer maintain the state of beast transformation, and his body had rapidly decreased by the naked eye and returned to its original appearance.

puff!

As soon as he returned to his human form, the blood spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

He looked at Zhang Yifeng hatefully, then said coldly: "Are you really going to oppose our Haixian Sect?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled and said, "What, is the Haixian Sect very amazing?"

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Xue Yi sneered: "Hmph, it's not just amazing. The leader of our Haixian Sect, but the gods in the sky, no one who goes against him will end up well."

The gods in the sky!?

Hearing Xue Yi's words, Zhang Yifeng immediately sneered.

The gods in the sky are the legendary immortals. Even the monks in the tribulation stage dare not say that they are gods in the sky. They really dare to say that they are gods in the sky.

Moreover, he knew very well that the leader of the Haixian Sect would definitely not be particularly strong.

Because Wang Zizai had learned from the woman that the spirit stone veins here only produced the lowest level of spiritual crystals.

Spirit crystals are also very useful for people with weak cultivation, and they even use them as trading currency.

But for the strong, it doesn't make much sense at all.

If the master of the Haixian Sect has a strong cultivation level, he would not be so interested in Lingjing.

"The god in the sky? I think it's almost the same as the reptiles on the ground, right?" Zhang Yifeng sneered.

"You! You're looking for death!"

Xue Yi was furious, but he did not take action. Instead, his face changed several times and gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you retreat now, I can guarantee you that our Haixianmen will never cause trouble for you."

Knowing that he was not Zhang Yifeng's opponent, Xueyi chose to surrender to Zhang Yifeng.

However, what he did not expect was that Zhang Yifeng did not consider his proposal at all.

"You Haixianmen enslaved the islanders of Huludao for hundreds of years. Such a tragic thing, since I encountered it today, I will not stand by."

As he said that, Zhang Yifeng suddenly turned around and pointed in one direction, saying, "But if you tell me what secrets there are in that place, I can consider spareing you."

Xue Yi looked in the direction of Zhang Yifeng's finger. When he saw the high ground that Zhang Yifeng had explored last night, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"I don't know what you said." Xue Yi said with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"have no idea?"

Zhang Yifeng sneered: "I'll give you ten seconds to consider it. If you don't say it yet, don't blame me for being rude."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Xue Yi suddenly sneered: "Do you think that the only ones who landed on the island today are me and Xue Qi?"

As he said that, before Zhang Yifeng could react, Xue Yi suddenly waved his hand, and dozens of men in blood-colored robes appeared and rushed towards him.

Zhang Yifeng just took a look and then withdrew his gaze.

"It's just a group of mobs." Zhang Yifeng said with disrespect.

But compared to his disregard, the islanders on Huludao were now nervous.

Even the moment they saw dozens of blood-robed disciples, their hearts were occupied by despair.

One Blood One is already so powerful, and now dozens of men in blood robe have come. They can't see any hope of Zhang Yifeng's victory.

"Meet Lord Xueyi."

Dozens of blood-robed disciples came to Xueyi and knelt down to Xueyi.

When Xue saw this, a look of pride appeared in his eyes. Then he pointed at Zhang Yifeng and said, "This child blasphemed our Haixian Sect. You go and kill him. The prestige of my Haixian Sect cannot be blasphemed."

"promise!"

Dozens of blood-robed disciples responded, and then they all pulled out their long swords and attacked Zhang Yifeng.

Xue Yi smiled coldly and said, "Although they are not as strong as me, they know the art of joint attack. If they cooperate, even I am not an opponent. I should see how you deal with the crisis in front of you."

However, just when he was extremely proud, Zhang Yifeng's subsequent actions suddenly made him widen his eyes, and his expression instantly became terrified.

Zhang Yifeng took out the Sky-breaking Scar. Before dozens of blood-robed disciples formed a formation, Zhang Yifeng suddenly used his body skills and rushed into the crowd and started fighting.

For a moment, as Zhang Yifeng's movements were heard, screams were endless.

Zhang Yifeng's move was very ruthless. Almost every time he slashed, he would take away the life of a man in blood robe.

After more than a dozen breaths this year, the screams gradually subsided, and the dozens of blood-robed disciples who came down from the boat all died at Zhang Yifeng's hands without exception.

After killing dozens of men in blood robe, Zhang Yifeng turned around and looked at Xue Yi, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"How many helpers do you have? Call it out together."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Xue Yi's face turned extremely ugly, and at the same time, his eyes were filled with fear.

The people he brought were all elites from their Sea Immortal Sect, but they died at Zhang Yifeng's hands without any resistance.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, blood was dripping in his heart. The deaths of dozens of blood-robed disciples were like cutting a piece of meat on his body.

"You, who are you?" Xue Yi asked with a ugly expression.

He did not expect that a terrifying figure like Zhang Yifeng appeared as a simple task of catching a young man.

If the leader of the Haixian Sect knew about the death of dozens of blood-robed disciples, he would not have let him go.

And the one who caused all these consequences was the young man in front of him who made him both resentful and fearful.

Zhang Yifeng did not answer Xue Yi's question, but said, "Now, can you tell me the secret there, right?"

Xue Yi's expression stagnated. He was about to shake his head, but he was shocked to find that he was shrouded in a murderous aura that was solid.

He instantly understood that as long as he dared to say a word, Zhang Yifeng would definitely kill him without hesitation.
Chapter completed!