"You are not worthy!"
Xiao Yi stood between the void, holding his sword.
Before him.
Huo Changtian and Zhou Ziwen had already turned into a mist of blood, and the entire Yunjing City fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed and speechless at Xiao Yi, who stood with his sword.
This young man was like a god of death.
Despite the strength of Zhou Ziwen and Huo Changtian, they couldn't withstand even one strike of his sword.
They died miserably under the blade.
Leaving no remains.
Xiao Yi hovered in the air, glancing back at the stunned Tan Huajian and others, saying lightly, "The City Protection Array of Yunjing City has been broken by me, and the general guarding the city was also slain by my hand. I suppose I have won the wager?"
Tan Huajian: "..."
The other strong warriors of the judgment camp: "..."
They were too shocked to respond.
Especially those who had previously wagered with Xiao Yi, now their faces flushed with embarrassment and shame.
