Supreme Sovereign

After walking out of Nanyun Pass, the road ahead was flat.

The vast world of Yunhai Region was finally laid out before their eyes.

Qin Yi and his companions had already removed their Thousand Machine Talisman camouflages and were walking on the road at a moderate speed.

Hearing the scattered and anxious footsteps behind him, Qin Yi curled his lips into a playful arc: "It's rare to see someone so anxious to die."

Ning Qiancheng and Lu Yu also had their lips slightly curled up recently. Although they knew there were pursuers behind them, they didn't look panicked at all.

Especially Ning Qiancheng, I don't know if it was because he was about to face a battle or because it was Yi Rong who was chasing him, but there was a hint of excitement on his face.

The few of them exchanged glances briefly, and then they accelerated their pace in tacit understanding and headed straight into the distance.

"It seems that you have discovered me."

Yi Rong, who caught up, naturally discovered Qin Yi who suddenly accelerated. However, he was not angry because of this. Instead, he sneered and said, "However, no matter how you run, you can't escape from my palm!"

After saying that, Yi Rong took out a talisman from his storage ring. There were strange words engraved on it, which was very valuable.

Yi Rong pinched the talisman with two fingers and muttered something. Soon, a silver-white light emanated from the talisman, which quickly enveloped Yi Rong and several masters of the Tide Calling Gang behind him.

Suddenly, Yi Rong and others felt the wind under their feet. With a slight step, their bodies would appear a hundred meters away.

This kind of talisman that can be released to a group is very expensive.

It can be seen that Yi Rong has already spent a lot of money to catch Qin Yi and others this time.

"This time, let's see how you can escape?"

Yi Rong's eyes flashed with deep excitement, and his pace quickened. He and the masters behind him quickly caught up.

Qin Yi and his companions were all running fast. In just a few moments, they had already reached a place dozens of miles away from Nanyun Pass.

This place was full of dense forests. Although it was still on the main road, it became much more remote because Nanyun Pass restricted the entry and exit of people.

Qin Yi and his companions slowed down and stopped here.

With the blessing of the talisman, Yi Rong and his companions were running very fast. As soon as Qin Yi and his companions stopped, they immediately caught up with them.

"Hoo hoo..."

It seemed that because he consumed too much spiritual power by using the talisman, Yi Rong took a few heavy breaths after stopping.

When his flushed face gradually returned to normal, he finally couldn't help laughing: "Run? Why don't you run? Do you know that my wind-controlling talisman is too powerful and it is futile to continue running, so you just give up?"

Qin Yi's expression did not change, but his indifferent eyes were fixed on the wind-controlling talisman in Yi Rong's hand. Immediately, he nodded and said, "It is indeed a good thing."

Yi Rong couldn't help but raise his head when he saw Qin Yi praising the Yufeng Talisman. Immediately, he turned his gaze back to Qin Yi and said mockingly, "This kind of good thing is not something that people like you can afford."

Then, he pointed at Qin Yi and said arrogantly, "I won't waste my words with you. I am also a kind-hearted person and don't want to stain my hands with blood. Now you cut off your head and offer it to me with both hands, which will not only save me trouble, but also give me a good time."

Qin Yi shook his head and smiled, and his eyes casually swept around. Then, he smiled faintly and asked Yi Rong: "Brother Yi, what do you think of the scenery here?"

Yi Rong glanced around casually and replied immediately: "Although it is a bit remote, it is also a good place. So, you are running so hard to find a good grave for yourself?"

Qin Yi nodded in agreement and said: "It seems that Brother Yi is really satisfied with this place. Since Brother Yi is satisfied with this place, Qin is relieved."

Then, Qin Yi suddenly had a dark blue long sword in his hand, and a trace of coldness emanated from the Seven Killing Sword.

Yi Rong and others felt as if they were in winter and shivered involuntarily.

After a while, Yi Rong finally recovered from the cold. Immediately, his greedy eyes swept over Qin Yi's Seven Killing Swords unscrupulously: "I have to say, you are indeed a fat sheep. After killing you, I will take away all your property, and then carry your head to get the eight million spirit stones. Tsk tsk, just thinking about it makes me feel like I am dreaming now."

While speaking, Yi Rong actually raised his head, slightly closed his eyes, and licked his lips as if he was enjoying it.

Qin Yi smiled calmly and said: "In this case, Qin is also obliged to help you, brother Yi, face the reality."

As soon as the voice fell, a scream suddenly came from behind Yi Rong, which scared Yi Rong.

He turned his head quickly, but found that the first-level master of the Daotai Realm who was closest to him had lost his head at some point. The bowl-sized wound on his neck was instantly frozen, and not a drop of blood flowed out.

"What...what happened?"

Suddenly, Yi Rong felt a chill, from the top of his head, directly through the soles of his feet. The previous arrogance turned into tension and anxiety at this moment.

It was obvious that the first-level Daotai Realm expert behind him was killed by the Seven Killing Sword in Qin Yi's hand. However, he didn't even see how Qin Yi made the move.

Yi Rong seemed to understand something all of a sudden: the young man in front of him was definitely a hidden strong man. With the sword in his hand, it would be almost effortless to kill him.

However, Yi Rong knew all this too late.

He didn't know that just seven days ago, Qin Yi and his men killed thousands of guards in the Zhao Mansion. Even the famous Ten Tigers of the Zhao Family died at the hands of Qin Yi alone.

The Zhao family has completely blocked this news. If Yi Rong knew it earlier, even if he was given a hundred courage, he would not dare to run over like this.

"How is it, Brother Yi? Have you woken up from your Spring and Autumn dream now?"

Qin Yi held the Seven Killing Swords with a faint smile on his face. But in Yi Rong's view, this smiling face was more terrifying than any devil's hideous face.

Seeing Qin Yi walking towards him, Yi Rong wanted to scold him loudly. Just like he scolded the captain at Nanyun Pass just now.

But his body was very honest. With trembling legs, he stepped back, watching Qin Yi approaching him in fear.

Qin Yi stopped, with a hint of displeasure between his brows: "It seems that Brother Yi has not woken up from his dream and can't even speak."

Then, Qin Yi moved his feet, and his body turned into a breeze, passing by Yi Rong.

When he returned to Yi Rong again, all the masters following him were killed at the same time.