boom!

At this moment, Zhao Yi felt like a vast mysterious force exploded in his body.

It made him suddenly become extremely violent.

Furious internal force, violent consciousness, violent attack.

He Feng naturally felt Zhao Yi's changes, and his face changed drastically, and he felt uneasy in his heart.

"Zhao Yi, you actually have the Blast Wu Dan."

"But, the medicine power of the Brutal Martial Pill is boundless. I think how long can you last?"

"At that time, even if I don't take action, you will definitely end up with an explosive body."

He Feng shouted coldly.

In his opinion, Zhao Yi is only a mere seven-star warrior realm, how can he withstand the power of the violent martial arts pill?

You should know that the lowest level of the Breaking Martial Pill is the third-grade level, and only intermediate martial artists can bear it.

However, Zhao Yi was only a mere seven-star warrior realm, and he dared to swallow the third-grade violent martial arts pill, which was simply seeking death.

Zhao Yi raised his sword and swept across, and He Feng's attacks were all wiped out.

He smiled coldly and said hoarsely: "I want to explode my body as a mere third-grade violent martial arts pill? Ignorance!"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Now I feel that my strength is infinite and I can easily defeat you."

After saying that, Zhao Yi took the initiative to shoot his sword and violently attacked He Feng.

However, He Feng did not believe Zhao Yi's words at all.

Because, he had never seen a seven-star warrior who could survive by swallowing the third-grade violent martial arts pill.

However, if he knew that Zhao Yi had absorbed the essence of the fox girl in the little master realm and could be safe and sound, then he would not have such thoughts.

Zhao Yi's body and martial arts were tempered by the "Ba Gu Xingchen Art", how powerful it is?

What's more, he also has a mysterious virtual vein existence. What's the power of a third-grade violent martial arts pill?

At this time, He Feng and Zhao Yi fought again!

However, facing the violent Zhao Yi, He Feng was completely crushed.

At this moment, the martial arts arena is filled with violent sword energy, crisscrossing.

After a long time, the two separated again, facing each other a hundred meters apart.

But this time, He Feng's face was pale and his body was trembling.

On the other hand, Zhao Yi had a rainbow of momentum and a brutal aura. He dragged the Cold Light Sword and walked towards He Feng step by step.

His expression was extremely cold, and his murderous intent was overwhelming, as if the killing god was coming to the world, and it was boundlessly terrifying.

"Well, it's time to send you on your way!"

Zhao Yi spit out a mouthful of blood, and a hoarse voice rang out.

Opposite, He Feng's face looked frightened, and he looked at Zhao Yi, and he looked at a demon.

He was not actually overwhelmed by the Blast Wu Dan!

How is this possible?

In the battle just now, he was completely crushed, and the power that the opponent burst out was so violent that it was unimaginable.

His hand was still trembling, and the sword in his hand could hardly be held.

His legs were trembling and he could hardly stand.

Facing Zhao Yi, he felt the pressure increased by one point whenever the other party approached.

Moreover, Zhao Yi's Wu Nian had already locked him tightly, making him afraid to move at all, as if he could only stand there, waiting for Zhao Yi to come over and kill him on the spot.

"No, I can't just die like this."

"I am a disciple of Longwu Academy and cannot die here."

"I don't want to die either!"

At this moment, He Feng thought in horror.

He has now sensed the arrival of the god of death.

He was afraid of dreaming that his two-star martial artist and a disciple of the Dragon Martial Arts Academy would be defeated by an unknown soldier in the seven-star martial arts realm.

His heart was full of unwillingness and it was difficult for him to accept such a result.

At the same time, everyone in the audience was completely shocked.

In this battle, Zhao Yi, who was in the Seven-Star Warrior Realm, won!

No one can think of such a result!

"Zhao Yi, he, is he going to go against the will of heaven?"

"Actually, even He Feng was defeated."

"And, he, he has to take action and kill He Feng?"

Everyone reacted and screamed in shock.

"Not good, if He Feng dies here, we will not be able to escape responsibility!"

Zhou Yan, the head of the Tianjun Sect, suddenly thought of something, and his face changed suddenly.

"stop!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan shouted angrily.

Not only Zhou Yan, but also He Feng's maid, at this time she finally woke up from the shock just now.

Before, she had been in a state of inner shock. She had never been able to accept the fact that the young master who was invincible in her heart would be defeated by an unknown young man in the seven-star warrior realm?

It was not until she saw Zhao Yi walking to He Feng, holding the cold light sword, and about to cut off the head of her young master, that she suddenly woke up and had to accept such a fact.

After waking up, He Feng's maid shouted in surprise: "Zhao Yi, my son is the young master of the He family, and he is also a disciple of Longwu Academy. He has a noble status and is arrogant. If you dare to hurt my son, the He family and Longwu Academy will not let you go. You will be chased by the ends of the world, and there will be no place for you to hide in the entire Xuantian Continent."

At this time, the sword in Zhao Yi's hand was only one centimeter away from He Feng's neck.

After the words of the maid He Feng fell, the sword in Zhao Yi suddenly stopped and barely stopped.

Everyone in the audience was watching this scene solemnly, and no one dared to act rashly.

Even if Zhou Yan had strong cultivation and was so far away, he would not have time to rescue him.

The only way is to shock Zhao Yi.

Seeing Zhao Yi stop the sword in his hand, a hint of joy flashed across the faces of Maid He Feng and Zhou Yan.

They believed that it must be the threatening words of He Feng's maid who played a role.

After all, who is not afraid of the pursuit of Tianlong Academy on Xuantian Continent?

On the martial arts stage, He Feng was sweating and his face turned pale. He thought he was going to die, but fortunately, Zhao Yi was scared and stopped at the last moment.

Such changes made He Feng happy.

"Zhao Yi, are you finally scared?"

"You put down your sword and retreat to the stage. I will pretend that nothing happened today!"

He Feng breathed a sigh of relief at this time and spoke to Zhao Yi.

Now, he thought Zhao Yi had been shocked, so he felt confident and seemed much more confident.

For the time being, as long as you save your life and wait until you go back, you will find a way to find your place today!

He Feng was planning so in his heart.

"What if I don't put down the sword in my hand?"

Zhao Yi asked softly.

"If you don't let go, you should know the consequences. Not only you are going to die, but all the people around you will have to be buried with you, so..."

He Feng smiled coldly, began to feel proud, and spoke.

However, before He Feng finished speaking, the next moment, Zhao Yi suddenly slashed with a sword without warning.

puff!

A head fell to the ground and rolled around.

Blood sprayed, dyeing the ground red.

He Feng's head, eyes widened, and he died with his eyes closed.

I'm afraid that even if he dies, Zhao Yi will suddenly take action.

"So, you'd better die!"

At this time, Zhao Yi took He Feng's words and spoke lightly.

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