Almost the instant Xiao Yi finished speaking,
the atmosphere inside the barrier drastically intensified, becoming terrifying.
That hideous laugh, that dreadful expression, made people shiver.
25 teams, hundreds of Martial Artists, couldn't help but step back.
Everyone's gaze shockingly turned toward Xiao Yi.
Was this really the same gracefully handsome young man from moments ago?
"Do you want to kill me?" Bai Mohan was the first to recover, staring straight at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi laugh hideously, his eyes filled with boundless killing intent.
"All the enemies of Elder Yi deserve to die."
"Only you and the Flame Martial King remain."
"But compared to the Flame Martial King, I want your life more."
"Hmph," Bai Mohan snorted coldly, "You want to take my life? Then you should die first."
"Let's attack."
Bai Mohan roared, and the Martial Artists from the 25 teams acted instantly.
Swoosh, Xiao Yi's figure was even faster, quicker than everyone else.
