"Of course I'm afraid. Zhi Yao was expressionless and looked straight at the high priest.

"But why didn't the deity notice it at all?" The high priest leaned forward slightly and glanced at Zhi Yao mockingly.

Zhi Yao didn't answer either, ready to activate the sword talisman and run away at any time.

"You should know what the deity did today, right?" the high priest leaned back against the table and looked at Zhi Yao fixedly, not missing the slightest change in her expression.

"What did you do?" Zhi Yao asked rhetorically, pretending not to know.

"Heh, it's not good for children to lie. "The high priest has already decided that Zhi Yao knows, where will she be deceived.

"The deity is curious, why can't your luck be revealed, and you can't plunder?" the high priest turned the wrench on his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand tapped the table lightly.

"I don't know. Zhiyao looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and besides, she really didn't know.

"Hehe, it seems that you won't tell the truth without any means?" The high priest suddenly exuded a burst of momentum and pressed towards Zhi Yao.

I wanted to see her scared, but I didn't expect her to react at all.

"It's really not ordinary, but it's a pity that when you reach the deity, you are destined not to see the sun tomorrow!" The high priest felt a little embarrassed, stood up angrily, and stretched out his hand to grab Zhi Yao.

Zhi Yao had been guarding against him for a long time, activated a sword talisman as soon as possible, and then turned around and ran.

The high priest had the ticket to victory, but he was unexpectedly scratched by the sudden appearance of the sword art conception.

He immediately turned sideways to avoid more damage, but the entire room was ruined by this sword path artistic conception.

And this sword path artistic conception has not stopped, and continues to rush forward.

"Boom!" several houses suddenly collapsed, which was extremely noticeable in the silence of the night.

The high priest's face sank, and he flew out of the collapsed room and quickly chased after Zhi Yao.

"What's wrong?"

"Is it an enemy attack?"

"Why did a house collapse?"

"Quick, go see what's going on!"

One after another, people were awakened by the movement, and everyone came to the outside of the collapsed house, but no suspicious person was found.

"Little thing, the deity advises you to stop quickly, otherwise you ......" The high priest threatened Zhiyao as he chased after her.

Zhi Yao snorted coldly, and the fool would stop.

She sped up Yun Ling's speed and threw several divine thunder balls behind her at the same time, blocking the High Priest's footsteps.

The High Priest dodged the thunderball left and right, and slapped it towards Zhi Yao with one palm.

Zhi Yao sensed a huge impact coming, her heart trembled, and she immediately activated a sword talisman again and met the big palm.

Immediately, he didn't dare to see the effect achieved, and he just wanted to escape.

The big palm and the artistic conception of the sword path collided, and an extremely strong impact erupted, leveling everything within a radius of several miles.

At this moment, the whole city was shocked, and everyone also found Zhi Yao who was fleeing, and the high priest who was pursuing.

"Zhi Yao!" Si Tong didn't expect that the person chased and killed by the high priest was Zhi Yao, she shouted to the sky in a hurry, and then wanted to catch up with her.

"Sitong, don't go!" Several female cultivators from the City Lord's Mansion grabbed Sitong and shook their heads at her.

"That's Zhiyao!" Sitong tried to break free of their hands, and her eyes turned red.

"Have you forgotten, you are from Streamer City?" the black-clothed nun motioned for a few people to let go of her hand, and then looked at Sitong with a questioning expression.

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