Many times, things are so strange, knowing the result and starting to regret it, and never letting go of the heart to believe others until you don't know the result.

Nong Rusong felt that it was time to run......

Facing Lin Yi, who is at the peak of the saint-level strength, and Wei Zitong, who has just stepped into the sage and whose strength is unknown, no matter how you look at it, there is no chance of winning.

Without any further hesitation, as soon as his mind moved, he was ready to leave.

"Huh!"

Just as Nong Rusong's body moved slightly, a figure appeared in front of Nong Rusong out of thin air.

The white armor looked a little dazzling under the dim sky, and Wei Zitong's face at this moment was extremely calm, just looking at Nong Rusong in front of him quietly.

But for the first time, fine sweat rose on Nong Rusong's forehead.

Because, at the same time that Wei Zitong appeared in front of him, he had a strange feeling that the body that should have disappeared did not come true as usual.

"You...... What did you do?!"

Nong Rusong was really in a hurry this time, if he couldn't run away, the consequences would be very strict, he didn't want to die, and he never even thought about it......

There is a chance that he will die!

"Imprisoned!"

Wei Zitong's lips gently spit out two words, the mark on his forehead like a meteor flashed with golden light, and the whole person exuded a heroic aura.

"Confinement?!"

Nong Rusong's face changed suddenly, because this word is so easy to understand, although he doesn't know how Wei Zitong did it, he does have a feeling of being imprisoned now.

Lin Yi, who was not far away, naturally heard the conversation between the two people very clearly.

When I was slightly surprised, I also had a hint of joy.

"Nong Rusong, can't you run?"

Lin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the seven-colored long sword in his hand moved slightly. The seven-colored light, which was already a little dim, also lit up again in an instant.

The seven-colored long sword consumes a lot of Dongtian's literary energy......

But Lin Yi didn't care, because he needed to solve Nong Rusong as quickly as possible.

"Die!"

Lin Yi's mouth let out a low snort. Under the urging of the law of space, the body also appeared directly in front of Nong Rusong. There was no sneak attack, because when Nong Rusong was imprisoned.

No matter what, you can't dodge your own sword.

Nong Rusong didn't hesitate at the moment, although he knew that he couldn't resist it for too long, but it was still impossible not to do the struggle when he was dying.

Under the urging of both hands one after another, strands of golden threads also emanated from his body one by one......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The seven-colored long sword finally collided with the long golden threads under Nong Rusong's cloth again.

The golden swords were cut off, and then they were quickly connected together.

Wei Zitong didn't move. She just watched this scene quietly, because she clearly saw the killing intent in Lin Yi's eyes, at this time, even if she knew that Nong Rusong was Nong Qianding's son, there was still no hindrance.

"Lin Yi, you dare to kill me?! My father won't let you go!" Nong Rusong felt the powerful and sharp seven-colored long sword in Lin Yi's hand, and the sweat on his whole body also fell like rain.

"Oh, it's all right...... Let's kill you first!" Lin Yi comforted Nong Rusong kindly.

"......" Nong Rusong's throat moved, and he wanted to say something, he killed me. What else is there to say? But when I think about it, it would be too naïve to say this.

What to do?

Nong Rusong really had a feeling of imminent death. This guy in front of him is obviously the kind of person who does things and doesn't care about the consequences at all.

"It's so lively!"

At this moment, a somewhat cangsang voice suddenly came out of the faint mist, and then, a figure slowly emerged in front of Lin Yi and Nong Rusong.

It was a man dressed in a lilac brocade suit with a black metal mask on his face, because the mask only revealed a pair of black eyes, so that his age could not be seen from his face at all, but judging by the skin on his hands. It should be a young man.

A person appeared out of thin air, and he was also wearing a mask......

In this case. According to normal thinking, Lin Yi should ask loudly: "Who is coming!"

But. He didn't.

The seven-colored long sword in his hand pierced into Nong Rusong again, and he didn't even pay attention to the masked young man who suddenly appeared next to him.

“......”

The masked young man's body seemed to be stunned for a moment, his eyes quietly looked at the seven-colored long sword in Lin Yi's hand, and finally he didn't continue to speak, but reached out and grabbed the hilt of the seven-colored long sword.

"Don't think!"

Wei Zitong, who had not moved, saw the movements of the masked youth, and the marks on his forehead also flashed with a golden light, directly attacking the palm of the masked youth grasping the seven-colored long sword.

"Huh?"

At this time, the masked young man also seemed to notice the meteor-like mark on Wei Zitong's forehead, and his eyes were full of surprise.

However, the movements of the hands have not changed.

Still leaning straight towards the hilt of Lin Yi's seven-colored long sword.

"Boom!"

After all, the golden light was still the first step before the young man's hand grabbed the hilt of the sword and slammed into the young man's arm, and the terrifying energy tore the lilac brocade on the young man's arm to shreds in an instant.

No one would have thought that in this case, the arm of the masked youth would still be intact.

After all, this is a sage blow!

However......

The expected broken arm did not appear, and the facts in front of him were completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Even Nong Rusong looked at the arm that was grasping the hilt of the sword through the golden light with a shocked expression, or could it no longer be called an arm?

After the lilac brocade robe shattered.

Everyone also saw the arm covered with scales clearly, and the black scales of the inverted triangle covered the arms of the masked young man in layers.

The muscles of the young man's arms were highlighted, and at the fingertips of the masked young man's fingers, there were five long, sharp claws that shimmered with black light.

"This ...... What's going on? Is it a monster?"

"Is it a humanoid monster?"

"Oh my God, the demon beast is ten thousand shapes, isn't that only possible at the emperor level?"

"It's impossible, isn't it? This is a sea of ruins, how can there be a humanoid demon beast. But if not, what about the scales on the arms?"

A few Templar disciples were hiding not far away. looked at that weird arm, and they all started talking.

Lin Yi's gaze narrowed slightly.

Because. He could feel the terrifying power coming from the arm that grabbed the hilt of the sword in his hand, and besides, he had discovered something......

When the masked young man's arm appeared, the black eyes in the mask also shrank into a little in an instant, and the color of the pupils also changed to dark blue.

This......

Not the eyes that humans should have!

Lin Yi had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't retreat.

The laws of space are gone.

The hilt of the sword that was grabbed was also quickly detached, and Lin Yi didn't pay any attention to Nong Rusong. Instead, he slashed directly at the masked young man with a sword.

For a person who wears a mask on a regular basis......

The last thing he likes is for others to wear masks in front of him!

"Get out of the way!"

Lin Yi's mouth let out a soft drink.

The seven-colored long sword in his hand slashed head-on, the sharp sound tore through the air, and the fine fine-colored ripples flickered at the tip of the seven-colored long sword, and Lin Yi did not spare the slightest hand in this sword.

The location he chose was exactly where the Mask Youth and Nong Rusong were in a line.

So, this sword goes down.

Either......

He split the mask of the masked youth.

Either......

When the masked youth dodged, he ended up with a sword and Nong Rusong!

One "sword" and two "carvings", of course, the question of whether the other party is carving is not the most important thing in itself.

"Hahaha. That's pretty good......"

The masked young man felt the terrifying power contained in this sword, but suddenly laughed, and the arm covered in scales grabbed at Nong Rusong behind him.

And then. The whole person also flashed to the side quickly.

"Zitong, block them!"

Lin Yi didn't have a law that could imprison the air, so he could only shout at Wei Zitong.

"Hmm!"

When Wei Zitong heard this, he also nodded lightly, and with a stroke of his hands on his chest, he pressed directly on the mask youth and Nong Rusong, and an invisible force instantly wrapped around the mask youth and Nong Rusong.

"Is this son going to die here today?"

Nong Rusong felt the powerful restraint coming from his body, and then looked at the oncoming seven-colored long sword, and let out a somewhat desperate exclamation in his mouth.

"Space is imprisoned in the face of absolute power. All the confinement of a qiē is just a joke! If there is no space, then what is the imprisonment?"

The masked youth's eyes shone with a faint blue light. A sound came out of his mouth, and then, a black light appeared on the whole person, like smoke.

The originally frozen space seemed to be under a huge pull at this moment.

At the moment when the tip of the seven-colored long sword in Lin Yi's hand reached the mask on the face of the masked young man, the solidified space finally couldn't withstand the terrifying power.

Completely collapsed!

"Forcibly tearing the space apart?"

Lin Yi's gaze froze, looking at the masked young man who had already retreated to the side with Nong Rusong, and he sighed slightly in his heart.

Because, the scene in front of him is similar to the trick of the Fog Galaxy to tear the space, and the Fog Galaxy is tearing the space with light.

However, the masked youth used his strength to forcibly break through the solidified space, and in an instant, he freed himself from the shackles of spatial confinement.

The power to forcibly tear through space?

Lin Yi didn't even need to guess to know that the strength of the masked young man in front of him must have reached the level of a sage.

Wrong......

If the masked youth is really a demon beast, then it is the emperor level!

Wait a minute!

Why are there emperor-level demon beasts?