"A debt must be paid, a murder avenged!"
As soon as Xiao Yi finished speaking.
The temperature in Zhengyi Hall dropped by dozens of degrees.
Instantly.
The floor, tables, and chairs in Zhengyi Hall were all covered in frost. Even the battle blade dripping holy blood appeared more pallid.
The blade trembled slightly.
Only then did the chill disperse.
Boom!
Xiao Yi suddenly soared into the sky, speeding away like an arrow leaving the string.
He streaked across the void in a dazzling flash.
Xiao Yi disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Not good!"
Wang Jianfeng's face changed abruptly, and without saying much, he chased after Xiao Yi.
Hong Lian was stunned, then his face changed: "Trouble!"
He also came to his senses and chased in the direction where Xiao Yi and Wang Jianfeng had gone.
Leaving only the strong individuals in Zhengyi Hall looking at each other helplessly.
"Where did they go?"
