The Morfa Saint looked at Yang Jie with extremely cold eyes: "You are personally sending your wife and children to the abyss of death. ”

Yang Jie didn't speak, but turned around and left lonely.

Soon there were a lot of people outside, but the leader was a middle-aged man, but Zheng Yi still knew this person.

"Zhenyuan Mountain?" Zheng Yi was stunned, he never expected to meet two acquaintances directly at once.

Xiang Wentian was also puzzled: "What is he doing here? Anyway, he is from Sinan's side! Can you let him hand over this Mofa Saint to us? So that we can go directly to meet my sister and them." ”

These people have done so much, and the plot of betrayal and betrayal is definitely not small, in this case, it is basically impossible for Zheng Yi to want people, so it is more practical to watch the play with peace of mind.

However, what made Zheng Yi helpless was that he was also in a closed space. This made him feel half as safe all of a sudden.

Zhen Yuanshan strode into the enclosed space and said coldly: "Are you going to arrest me or let me kill you." ”

The Morfa Saint lost his original composure when facing Zhenyuan Mountain, and even a sneer seemed a bit far-fetched.

The shadow of the famous tree of people, the name of the distant mountain of the town is definitely the number one in the abyss.

However, unlike others, Zhenyuan Mountain is famous for killing and punishing.

There is no such thing as the strongest lock in the world, only a more powerful lockpicker.

And Zhen Yuanshan is such a person, as long as you have useful information in your mouth, he can pry it out of your mouth.

Dead people don't always keep secrets, sometimes they make them public. This is the motto of Zhenyuan Mountain.

Therefore, in the face of Zhenyuan Mountain, even the Mofa Saints could not keep the secret.

"Huh...... One of the five kings of the dignified Heavenly Thunder Empire actually did it himself, which was really flattering. The Morfa Saint stepped back as he spoke, it was obvious that he was afraid of the mountains far away.

"I was shouting happily just now, but now I'm cowardly...... Lose face. When Zheng Yi watched it, he still couldn't help but complain.

Xiang Wentian was anxious: "I said that I have a sense of crisis, he came to us." Two, three, four, ready to take him. ”

Zheng Yi didn't understand: "Is he sick in the head? Yang Jie even abandoned his wife and children, why did he come to us? Take us as hostages? They don't eat this at all." ”

Obviously, from the beginning, they knew that Zheng Yi and Xiang Wentian were here.

The Mofa Saint came to this side and followed coldly, Zheng Yi was right, he didn't eat hostages at all.

He can throw away a lot of things in the face of righteousness......

It's just that when he got closer, he found that the other party was very familiar...... He was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered who it was.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanshan's originally calm heart suddenly jumped wildly...... Zheng Yi must not die...... No matter how stupid he is, he knows about such a thing.

The emperor just ordered to apologize to them, and Zheng Yi's existence definitely affected Qiye, and you Zhenyuan Mountain talked about righteousness, but they definitely didn't say anything about righteousness.

If Qiye knew that he killed Zheng Yi...... So...... Once the Seven Nights rebelled...... The thunder is over.

Zhen Yuanshan naturally thought of concealing this kind of thing, but there was definitely not enough time...... Qiye has a natural instinct to look for Zheng Yi, which is absolutely not wrong what Sinan said.

"Haha...... Zhenyuan Mountain, you actually panicked, I felt it...... Is this person important?haha, then you're done......" The Mofa Saint approached Zheng Yi as if he were burning his life.

His cultivation is far inferior to Zhenyuan Mountain, and only the speed obtained in exchange for his life can match Zhenyuan Mountain, but it is still impossible for him to get close to Zheng Yi in front of Zhenyuan Mountain, because at this time, Zhenyuan Mountain has already caught up.

Zheng Yi, who was watching all this, was a little stunned, did he look so weak, and felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Xiang Wentian was even more speechless, why did they only have Zheng Yi in their eyes without him Xiang Wentian, obviously he was countless times more handsome.

Suddenly, Zheng Yi frowned, and he saw that the Morfa Saint released an aura that disgusted him.

"Haha," the Morfa Saint laughed, "Zhenyuan Mountain, you're too late, this distance is enough for me, enough." ”

Now the distance between Zheng Yi and the Morfa Saint is about hundreds of meters, but he doesn't want to have a long night and dreams and wants to shoot directly.

As a Mofa saint, he is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is that Zhen Yuanshan will get some secrets about Mofa from him, and this kind of secret is not enough for him to feel at ease even if he dies, after all, the other party is Zhen Yuanshan.

But self-detonation doesn't work here, either, so he has to use Zheng Yi...... As for why you should take advantage of ...... He was sure that no one present would know but himself.

Zheng Yi reluctantly signaled No. 1 to get up and retreat a hundred meters, and then said expressionlessly: "Are you satisfied with this refusal now?"

Zhen Yuanshan was stunned for a moment, and the Mofa Saint cast the spell dumbfounded, in the face of such a situation, none of them expected such a situation.

Zheng Yi didn't have any cultivation at all, they would definitely not be mistaken...... Xiang Wentian's cultivation can also be ignored in their eyes.

But what is this piece of iron? Why is it so fast when it is also not cultivated?

In an instant, they all thought of the person who appeared in the center of the battlefield......

How can someone who is not dead under the attack of those be ordinary people.

Zhen Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief, and it was not wrong to care about it.

As long as he casually recalled, he knew that this Zheng Yi was actually not that simple, not only in Tianxin Pavilion, but also when he went out with Sinan, or on the battlefield just now, there was nothing that normal ordinary people could do.

It's just that Xiang Wentian on Zheng Yi's side was dissatisfied: "These limelight should belong to me, and I still want to make a name for myself!"

Zheng Yi chuckled, he also knew that he had stolen the limelight from Xiang Wentian: "It's only a matter of time before you become so handsome and famous, don't care too much about this little detail." ”

Zheng Yi They have never tabooed anyone in their conversations, so they can hear what they say.

Although both of them feel inexplicable, it doesn't matter at all now, after all, there is still a race to the death.

With so much time to ponder this, it is better to think about how to catch people and how to escape.

"Why does he have to chase after us?" Xiang Wentian didn't understand as he watched the Morfa Saints chase after them desperately.

It shouldn't be too difficult to kill him with Xiang Wentian's current four awards, but he is worried about being beheaded, and Zheng Yi is very disgusted by the magic he just cast.

Zheng Yi shook his head: "Who knows what crazy he is, but I don't like to get close to this person, let No. 1 and No. 2 take us away, and the others will take care of him!"

Xiang Wentian immediately said: "On the third and fourth, don't kill me, I have to be captured alive and finish the matter of seven nights as soon as possible." ”

However, at this time, the Morfa Saint laughed inexplicably: "Haha, arrest me? Now which of you can catch me? It doesn't take too much time, just a second...... You don't want anything from me. ”

At this moment, the whole body of the Mofa Saint ignited with flames, and directly turned into a ray of light, and he came to Zheng Yi in the blink of an eye.

This kind of speed at the cost of absolute death was not intended to be used by the Morfa Saints in the first place, because it would make his body defenseless, and if he failed, it would definitely be easy to leak the news.

But now he has to use it, because if he doesn't use it, he won't have a chance, and Zhenyuan Mountain has already caught up.

This momentary scene exceeded everyone's reactions, and even the consciousness could hardly keep up with the movements of the Morfa Saints, let alone the body.

Zhenyuan Mountain is in a hurry: "Be careful"

Xiang Wentian rushed to Zheng Yi desperately: "Zheng Yi"

However, a strange aura had already struck Zheng Yi from the hands of the Mofa Saint.