Supreme Sovereign

Bang!

The silver-blue light formed a semi-circular sphere, covering Qin Yi with the tip of the Seven Killing Sword as the center.

The third elder was also covered by his green light, and both of their faces were illuminated.

A strange scene appeared. Qin Yi, who had just been blown away, was actually stabilizing his body in mid-air at this moment, forming a stalemate with the third elder.

"How... how is this possible?"

"A hairy kid at the first level of the Daotai Realm can actually resist the attack of the third elder and be evenly matched in a short period of time?"

"Oh my God! Tell me, is there something wrong with my eyes? Shouldn't that kid be beaten by the third elder and spit out blood and fall to the ground!"

However, reality still gave these people a loud slap in the face.

Qin Yi did suppress the violent offensive of the third elder, and even matched the third elder in a short period of time.

At this moment, let alone the elders of the Zhao family, even Zhao Bo couldn't help but be moved.

Zhao Bo still had some impression of Qin Yi's battle against Xue Huang on the Crescent Moon Sea.

Xue Huang, who was at the first stage of Daotai Realm, faced Qin Yi, who was at the half-step Daotai Realm. Although Qin Yi won in the end, Zhao Bo clearly remembered that Qin Yi's victory was not easy, and he even used a lot of trump cards.

But now, he has withstood the fatal blow of a fourth-stage Daotai Realm expert with his own strength!

In any case, this is a bit overturning Zhao Bo's expectations.

However, this stalemate did not last long. After only a few breaths, a powerful force broke out in the center of the confrontation between the two, and Qin Yi was blown away by the violent force again.

This time, he was not able to land as easily as last time.

His body hit the ground heavily, and the huge force hit his back, and the crisp sound of broken joints was particularly harsh.

Puff.

Qin Yi's face turned pale, and he could no longer suppress the injuries in his body, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Great! I knew that the Third Elder would be so powerful that he would surely defeat the enemy!"

"This kid is so arrogant, I thought he was so powerful. It seems that he is just strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and he looks good but is useless!"

"That's right! That attack just now must have been made with his life! Now he is lying on the ground and can only be slaughtered by the Third Elder."

"Humph! So what if he fought with all his might? Look, the Third Elder is still unscathed? It's ridiculous to try to shake a tree with an ant!"

Puff!

Just as everyone was talking and belittling Qin Yi and praising the Third Elder, the sound of vomiting blood came from the hall again.

This sound was so harsh to everyone's ears.

Although they were unwilling, they couldn't help but glance at the Third Elder with the corner of their eyes.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of the Third Elder's mouth, and there was a bloodstain in front of him. This deep red color looked so ridiculous on Qin Yi, but it looked so shocking hanging on the corner of the Third Elder's mouth.

Everyone's eyes widened as they looked down again. The Third Elder's skinny arm was actually trembling slightly, and there were obvious burn marks on the palm of his hand and robe.

"Third Elder? This is impossible!"

"A mere half-step lead ant actually hurt the Third Elder? I must be dreaming!"

But whether they believe it or not, the reality is in front of them.

Just when Qin Yi made a move, the Heavenly Fire Dao Source in his body seemed to feel Qin Yi's fiery fighting spirit, and was instantly stimulated and attached to Qin Yi's Seven Killing Sword.

With one sword, with the power of the mysterious Heavenly Fire, he confronted the Third Elder.

However, although the Heavenly Fire was strong, it was ultimately limited by Qin Yi's own realm. Otherwise, the Third Elder would have been shattered and burned to ashes in that blow just now.

Even so, the Third Elder still felt very uncomfortable. Moreover, his injuries were not light. In his current state, his remaining life span would be shortened by half in an instant.

Faced with such a situation, the Third Elder was almost going crazy. His face was gloomy, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and his eyes were as fierce as a poisonous snake. Obviously, he was furious at this moment.

"Little beast, you dare to plot against me secretly. I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

The Third Elder's fists suddenly clenched, and his joints crackled. The murderous aura on his body seemed to turn into substance and crushed towards Qin Yi.

At this time, Qin Yi, who had fallen to the ground, trembled slightly, and then the Seven Killing Sword in his hand suddenly stabbed into the ground. With the support of the Seven Killing Sword, he stood up again.

Unlike the gloomy and furious Third Elder, Qin Yi was smiling at this moment, and he looked at the Third Elder calmly. There was provocation in his eyes.

"Old man, you have been pampered for so many years, wanting to be a long-lived cuckold. But now your dream is shattered, aren't you upset?"

Qin Yi grinned with a sarcastic arc, and the extremely sarcastic words finally made the third elder completely lose his mind!

The third elder's silver-white hair stood up, and his eyes turned scarlet. He stared at Qin Yi with his sinister eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "I will kill you!"

Qin Yi laughed, still fearless. He raised his sword and endured the severe pain in his body, and wanted to rush towards the third elder again.

At this moment, a dark hand stretched out and grabbed Qin Yi.

Zhao Bo looked at Qin Yi calmly and said, "Leave the next thing to me."

Qin Yi's eyes condensed slightly, and when Zhao Bo stretched out his finger, a wine jar appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"What is this? Wine!"

When everyone in the Zhao family saw this thing, their faces changed drastically.

The direct bloodline of the Zhao family has an instinctive fear of wine. It's not that they don't like wine, but their bodies don't allow them to have any contact with wine!

Zhao Bo has proved this to Qin Yi on the deserted island.

Now, a large jar of fine wine is sealed in mud and held in Zhao Bo's hands, and everyone in the Zhao family changes color.

"Zhao Mo, you are also a member of my Zhao family. You actually want to use such a despicable method to deal with the family? Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"

The third elder saw the jar of wine in Zhao Bo's hand and immediately stopped, staring at Zhao Bo with fear on his face, and shouted loudly.

Zhao Bo was unmoved, and he saw him open the mud seal without hesitation. The rich aroma of wine instantly dissipated, and Qin Yi smelled it as good wine. But in the eyes of everyone in the Zhao family, it was a deadly poison.

Even Zhao Bo himself frowned when he held the jar of fine wine, and there was a flash of pain between his expressions.

"Brother Mo, you are really heartbroken by doing this."

The head of the Zhao family was obviously unable to resist this smell. As martial artists, they were not afraid of bleeding or getting hurt. But this extremely itchy feeling was unbearable.

The head of the Zhao family's painful words were met with a faint sneer from Zhao Bo. He looked calm and said slowly: "I haven't seen you for a hundred years. I need to prepare some gifts for you when I come back today."

After speaking, Zhao Bo shook his arm, and under the gaze of everyone, the wine jar flew into the air.

Immediately, Zhao Bo slapped his palm and the wine jar cracked. The sweet wine immediately sprayed down like rain.