Zhao Yi instantly became the enemy of everyone.

Hundreds of martial arts practitioners were eyeing Zhao Yi.

"Boy, I don't care who you are? If you dare to ruin our good things, you will have to die. No one can save you."

"That's right, we swear to win the spiritual technique of cultivation!"

"Now, the cultivator has ordered you to die, so you can die for us."

Hundreds of martial artists spoke in anger and joined forces to kill Zhao Yi.

They did not show any mercy, they all used the ultimate killing skills.

Zhao Yi was in it and had nowhere to escape, so he could only face their attacks.

At this moment, even with Zhao Yi's state of mind, anger arose in his heart.

"For the sake of spiritual cultivation, do you even want human nature?"

"Even my own compatriots can do it?"

Zhao Yi asked coldly.

Faced with these attacks, he looked calm and did not react at all.

It seemed as if the opponent's attack was allowed to come.

"Human nature? Compatriots?"

"Haha... ridiculous!"

"These people are sacrifices, so what's the difference between them and the animals to be slaughtered?"

"And, we have joined the world of cultivation, what qualifications are these people qualified to be our fellow citizens."

Nearly a hundred martial artists laughed coldly, looking crazy.

I see!

After hearing their words, Zhao Yi's expression no longer had any fluctuations.

However, he still had no intention of taking action and allowed these attacks to fall on him.

"Boy, meddle in other people's business, die!"

The martial artists around him shouted wildly.

Then, their powerful and amazing attack fell on Zhao Yi.

In their opinion, Zhao Yi was killed by such an attack.

However, the next moment, everyone was shocked and looked at the scene in disbelief.

What did they see?

They saw that the attacks on Zhao Yi were destroyed and turned into nothingness.

Wherever Zhao Yi stood calmly, he was not at all hurt.

It seemed like I had never experienced any attack just now.

"this........"

All the martial arts practitioners were stunned and speechless.

However, they quickly reacted.

"No, this person is not something we can imagine."

"Get back!"

At this moment, they finally realized that they had kicked on the iron plate.

Therefore, the martial arts practitioners around him were all about to retreat.

However, at this moment, Zhao Yi had already slapped it with a palm.

Bang!

A palm print was pressed down from the air.

Before all the martial arts practitioners could react, they were knocked to the ground and their bodies were banned.

Facing Zhao Yi, they were not even as good as ants.

"So trash, I really don't know where you have the confidence to kill me?"

"Also, for the sake of spiritual skills of cultivation, I am willing to be a lackey of the cultivator."

"If you have garbage, it should be cleaned up!"

Zhao Yi stood on the round platform and shook his head and said.

No one could have thought that the situation would reverse instantly.

Obviously, these martial artists had an absolute advantage just a moment ago.

But the next moment, they were turned into dead dogs, and their lives were all controlled by Zhao Yi.

At this moment, nearly a hundred martial artists naturally felt Zhao Yi's murderous intent.

They were extremely frightened and shouted in horror: "Give up our life, we were wrong."

"Yes, we are both martial artists, so give us a chance to correct our mistakes."

Although these martial arts cultivators were banned and were pressed by Zhao Yi's palms and crawled to the ground, they could still speak.

At this moment, in order to survive, they immediately changed their attitude and begged Zhao Yi for mercy.

The moon and the witty moon on one side can’t stand it anymore.

"It's really shameless. In order to please the cultivator, we wanted to kill the young master."

"Now loser, beg for mercy immediately."

"What's the point of keeping this scum?"

Yue Rushi spoke disdainfully.

"Since it's useless, then kill it!"

Wow Yuyue was even more direct, and she had already taken action while speaking.

The sword in her hand was drawn out casually.

Puff, puff, puff!

These martial artists had their bodies separated and died on the spot.

Soon, nearly a hundred martial artists were all massacred by Miaoyuyue.

There were slandered corpses everywhere on the entire circular altar.

Only Zhao Yi, Yue Ru Poems, Wonderful Words to Yue, and three martial artists sacrificed.

This scene, from the bottom of the day, happened in just a few moments.

The cultivators around me were afraid that they would never have dreamed that such a thing would happen.

Many people were stunned and did not react.

"Wonderful!"

But at this time, a voice came.

At the same time, there was a clamor.

It was Zhang Yun, the tenth Taoist sect who was speaking.

He sat on the throne and looked down at Zhao Yi in a high position.

"Haha...the people on the altar are all martial artists."

"I didn't expect that these martial artists gave us such a wonderful performance."

"It seems that the rumors are correct. The martial arts cultivators are not afraid of them. They kill each other and they will not be able to make a difference."

The tenth Taoist son of the Taoist sect, Zhang Yun, laughed and said.

The other cultivators also nodded and expressed their agreement with Zhang Yun's words.

Just now, although Zhao Yi showed powerful means.

However, it is not fearful that martial artists will kill each other in front of their cultivators.

"Boy on the stage, I think your cultivation is good."

"Now, you are the winner on the altar. Are you interested in joining our Hong family?"

"If you are willing to join, I can give you a fifth-grade spiritual technique for cultivating the truth!"

At this time, the elder of the Hong family on the throne suddenly spoke.

He was obviously moved when he saw Zhao Yi's performance.
To be continued...