Opening confession to the beautiful master

"No... Impossible... How could you not be dead? This is an existence that is infinitely close to an immortal weapon!"

Jin Zhengu looked up at Zhang Yi, whose body was stained with blood, with disbelief in his eyes.

He never expected that Zhang Yi was only slightly injured under his fierce attack/, and this result was unacceptable to him.

After seeing Zhang Yi, the people on the immortal servant side looked ashen, but Yue Yao and the others were not surprised at all, otherwise Yue Yao would not have been relieved to stop Taoist Qinglian.

But the brother and sister Shen Changqing were deeply shocked by Zhang Yi's strength, especially Shen Changqing, who couldn't help but sigh: "I thought I could compete with Taoist Zhang after obtaining the immortal fate, but I didn't expect him to be so strong now."

"Brother, don't be so wishful in the future. My senior brother is the best in the contemporary era. Who dares to compete with him?"

Shen Chenyu smiled very proudly. Zhang Yi was still the Zhang Yi of the past, still sweeping the world.

For a moment, the momentum of several people increased greatly, and it prevented everyone from moving forward at all, completely blocking their chance to worship the statues of the Eight Immortals.

"How did you survive?"

Jin Zhengu looked at Zhang Yi in confusion, hoping that Zhang Yi would give him an answer.

Zhang Yi snorted coldly, and he would definitely not tell Jin Zhengu the answer. Zhang Yi's expression was cold as he used the Immortal Killing Dao to the extreme, and blasted at the three seriously injured immortal servants behind him.

In fact, Zhang Yi was able to withstand Jin Zhengu's blast at such a small cost this time, most of which was due to the bonus of the flower god's blessing. Of course... the supreme robe and his advance reaction also played a big role.

While Jin Zhengu didn't react, Zhang Yi killed the three already seriously injured immortal servants without any effort, and the bright red blood instantly covered the ground and gathered in one direction.

However, no one noticed this detail.

"Zhang Yi! You deserve to die!"

Jin Zhengu watched the immortal servants die, his teeth bared, and he didn't have time to think too much, dragging the blood spirit knife and slashing at Zhang Yi.

"Boom boom boom!"

For a moment, the earth-shaking roar continued, and even Buzhou Mountain was shaking continuously. If there was no secret method laid here, this level of battle might destroy Buzhou Mountain.

"This way can kill immortals, let alone kill immortal dogs!"

"Blood stains the sky!"

Zhang Yi shouted loudly, and his whole body merged with the Immortal Killing Way. At this moment, he was the Immortal Killing Way, and the Immortal Killing Way was him. At this moment, the invincible killing intent on the Immortal Killing Way reached the extreme, condensing into a bloody world. The bone-chilling cold swept Jin Zhengu's body. At this moment, his body was frozen, and only the blood spirit knife in his hand was still shaking, as if he was resisting the Immortal Killing Way.

But this is in the lower realm after all, and it is impossible for a real immortal weapon to appear. If it is not an immortal weapon, it will definitely not be able to resist the strong killing intent of the Immortal Killing Dao.

This is also because Zhang Yi pushed his killing intent to the extreme under Jin Zhengu's bombardment, which is why he has this move of "blood-stained sky"!

Killing to stop killing is the foundation of Zhang Yi's Immortal Killing Dao.

"No! This is impossible! How can he be stronger than before?"

Jin Zhengu's eyes were full of fear, and a sense of threat of death was approaching. At this time, Zhang Yi was like a killing god in his eyes. The figure on the Immortal Killing Dao was destined to become a shadow of his life.

"Boom!"

The monstrous avenue bombarded, and the killing intent condensed into sharp blades, piercing Jin Zhengu's soul, annihilating his vitality, and the blood dyed the immortal cave red, and also gathered towards one place.

"Clang!"

The Blood Spirit Blade fell straight to the ground, flashing a few sparks. Zhang Yi took the opportunity to hold the Blood Spirit Blade in his hand. The quality of this blade should be the limit that the lower world can currently bear, so he naturally cannot waste it.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The Blood Spirit Blade was still shaking continuously, as if it was resisting Zhang Yi, but it was suppressed by Zhang Yi's backhand, and then it gradually became honest.

"First clean up the mess in front of you, and then I will deal with you properly later!"

Zhang Yi naturally wanted to let the Tianyang Sword refine and fuse the Blood Spirit Blade, so that the quality of the Tianyang Sword could be improved, but the current situation was obviously not very suitable.

When Zhang Yi put away the Blood Spirit Blade, those who ran madly towards the Eight Immortals statue returned to normal, and they had no impression of what had just happened, and completely lost their memory of that period of time.

"Oh my God, what happened just now? How did I attack His Majesty?"

"Shen Wangu! How dare you attack me!?"

"What's going on? You actually let us kill each other?"

For a moment, everyone who had just regained consciousness was a little confused, looking at the people on the opposite side with confusion.

Only Taoist Qinglian frowned, she felt sore all over, this was obviously Yueyao's masterpiece, "Good tricks, I got caught by the trick if I'm not careful."

This time Taoist Qinglian did not argue with Yueyao, she also knew that if Yueyao hadn't stopped her, she might have been caught by the fairy spirit and become a powerful fairy servant, just thinking about it makes people's scalp numb.

"Zhang Yi, those seven fairy servants were killed by you alone?"

Taoist Qinglian first looked at the blood on the ground, and then looked at Zhang Yi with a slightly surprised look. She saw the Blood Spirit Knife before she lost consciousness.

"The key is not the fairy servant, but the Blood Spirit Knife. What's the situation of the two of them now?"

Zhang Yifei came to the Jun Wu'ao brother and sister. The screams in their mouths became weaker and weaker, and even seemed weak, and the vitality in their bodies was gradually dissipating.

"Will you die if you don't obey the fairy's orders?"

Only then did Taoist Priest Qinglian notice the miserable state of Jun Wu'ao and his sister, his brows furrowed, and he was helpless for a moment.

"Zhang Daoyou...save...save my sister..."

Jun Wu'ao struggled to hold Zhang Yi's trousers and stammered with great difficulty.

Zhang Yi looked at the two people with squinted eyes. He had never thought that disobeying the fairy's orders would cost his life.

"Yao'er, is there any way to save their lives?"

Zhang Yi didn't know much about fairy spirits as Yue Yao, so he subconsciously looked at Yue Yao and asked.

Moreover, it was because of him that the two of them came to the Fairy Cave this time, and it was also because of him that they chose to betray the Fairies. They should save their lives both emotionally and rationally.

Yue Yao also frowned and shook her head: "According to the current situation, they should have signed a contract with the fairy. As you said, they are just slaves of the fairy. Life and death are completely between the thoughts of the fairy. Now the fairy is no longer there." There is nothing I can do to save their lives.”

Hearing this, a look of despair appeared in Jun Wu'ao's already weak eyes. He never cared about his own life, but he could not sit idly by and ignore Jun Wuyan's life.

"No! I can die, but nothing will happen to my little sister!"

Jun Wuao gritted his teeth and felt an extremely powerful belief in his heart.