A gust of cold wind blew from the air, as everyone gazed at the head of Lu Tong in the opponent's hand, all the cultivators fell silent. Just moments ago, a vibrant and powerful Taoist Academy strong figure had his lifetime of cultivation turn to dust and his form and soul utterly obliterated.
"Lu Tong is dead, is there anyone else who wishes to die?" Daoist Yi Zhen raised Lu Tong's head high, speaking coldly.
With the defeat of the first battle, the entire scene suddenly fell into silence, utterly quiet.
Before Fire God City, the atmosphere of killing intent pervaded the entire battlefield. Although holding the head of a fellow Taoist, his expression was calm. Slaying a Taoist Academy strong figure would be considered an honor for others, but for Daoist Yi Zhen, it's nothing much.
"Who dares to come for a battle?"
