Dongfang Yi was sent flying by a slap, his body cracked, and a large amount of blood flowed down.
"Master Dongfang... lost as well?!"
All the Taishang Sect disciples were astonished, unable to imagine that the powerful Dongfang Yi was also repelled by the opposite Ma Liang.
Dongfang Yi himself looked even more sullen, watching the six Ma Liangs standing on the surging Netherworld Water opposite him!
"He actually has so many avatars!"
A golden light flowed around Dongfang Yi, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill rapidly operated, slowly repairing his body.
Relying on the terrifying defense of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill, although the injuries were quite severe, they were far from severe enough to incapacitate him.
But at the moment, in the confrontation with Ma Liang, regardless of the reality, it was at least nominally a "sparring exchange."
And in terms of sparring, being beaten like this in front of the public already counted as a loss.
