On the other side, the battle between Elder Yun Yuan and Ouyang Lie also ended in an instant.
Ouyang Lie was already seriously injured.
Xiao Yi's figure flickered and arrived.
With one sword strike, Ouyang Lie was cut into pieces and died.
The two corpses instantly scattered their qi-blood, transforming into mummies.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yi breathed deeply, showing an expression of pleasure and enjoyment.
Zoom… Zoom…
Elder Yun Yuan and Hui Deacon flashed over.
Xiao Yi's eyes still glowed with a red hue, bloodthirsty and crimson.
The two frowned, holding their swords, not yet retracting them.
"It seems we still need another fight," Elder Yun Yuan said solemnly.
"Hmm." Hui Deacon nodded.
The two simultaneously looked at Xiao Yi, squinting their eyes.
"Kid, I urge you not to resist," Elder Yun Yuan sneered, "this way, you can avoid some suffering."
Upon hearing this, Hui Deacon rolled his eyes at Elder Yun Yuan, then looked at Xiao Yi.
