The cultivators opposite him had thought that even if the explosion did not kill Zhao Yi, it would leave him wounded from head to toe. Their faces had already lit up with the joy of surviving disaster, only for them to see Zhao Yi walk over without a scratch. Their expressions instantly shifted as though in a face-changing performance, making quite a spectacle.
Zhao Yi grinned at the cultivators opposite him and vanished, then appeared ahead to the left before disappearing again. Several breaths later-
Clang!
Zhao Yi's Battle Halberd was blocked by a long saber. Several bandit cultivators fell to the ground, never to rise again. His movements had been ghostlike, killing them in just a few flashes.
Only Mo Wufei and the saber wielder remained before him.
"Zhao Yi, Three Heroes Island was in the wrong today. I'm willing to offer a hundred spirit stones to ransom myself, and I can swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao never to trouble your Linghua Island again. How about it?"
At this juncture between life and death, Mo Wufei actually calmed down and began trying to persuade Zhao Yi.
Expressionless, Zhao Yi continued his fierce assault on the saber-wielding cultivator.
"Zhao Yi, my eldest brother has already become a Spirit Attraction Stage cultivator, and my second brother is about to break through too! If you kill me, the two of them will certainly find out. They'll never spare Linghua Island!"
When enticement failed, he switched to threats!
Crack!
The saber-wielding cultivator's head fell to the ground.
"Fine, fine, fine, Zhao Yi, you forced me into this!" As he spoke, he took out an object and spat a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue onto it. A streak of red light flashed, then fell to the ground three