The large Teng Family Village was completely silent.
No one expected that even someone as strong as Qingshan Yilong would die at the hands of this seemingly frail young man, who looked like he could be knocked over with a breath.
Gulp!
The old man swallowed hard.
When he first saw Xiao Yi's injuries, he already sensed that this young man was not simple.
But...
He never thought Xiao Yi would be so terrifying!
One divine form, one Nirvana.
They were no match for even a single move of his.
Such strength.
Even the old man felt he was not his match, and as he looked toward Xiao Yi, his gaze became more reverent. He said softly, "This, this young master..."
Xiao Yi naturally knew the old man's identity. If it weren't for the help of this old man in front of him, he couldn't have recovered from his injuries so quickly.
Xiao Yi quickly said, "No need to be polite, elder. If it weren't for Feixue and your care, I would have already lost my life!"
