"Screw you!"
Xiao Yi looked expressionlessly at the figure within the inverse scales, slightly curling his lips, and uttered these four words with remarkable clarity.
Each word was powerful and sonorous.
Proper and articulate.
Although these words were not quite refined, they fell on the ears of the strong in the Qingtian Realm and felt extremely comfortable.
Zhao Wudi's face was pale, supporting the terrifying energy consumption of the formation flag.
Causing his internal energy to continuously drain, making it extremely difficult even to speak loudly.
But now he exerted all his strength, shouting at Xiao Yi, "Well said!"
"Boss, hurry up and kill him, I'm about to collapse!" Little Lin also shouted, having transformed into his original form, providing endless energy to the formation flag, with every second's depletion being incredibly terrifying.
