Zhao Yi took a deep breath and took the credit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Erba, Ziyun, the village chief and the villagers who came to watch who were not arrested rushed towards Zhao Yi.

Erzhu asked with concern, "Yi'er, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, uncle!"

The big fat pointed at Zhao Yi at the middle-aged men around him, and everyone instantly understood what the big fat meant, and surrounded Zhao Yi with a smile, threw him into the sky, and shouted: "Big hero! Big hero...... The children and women also shouted loudly, at this moment, regardless of whether they were arrested or not, they all called Zhao Yi a big hero, and those who were arrested were no longer afraid of the Spirit King and her hands, although they had no martial arts, they could drown them with saliva.

"You men are defeated, get out of here, we look at you that you don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts, like spitting ......" There was a stinking sound from the crowd.

After Zhao Yi was thrown into the air many times by the middle-aged man in the town, he raised his hand to signal everyone to stop. Fearing that it would be bad to throw their hero down, they smiled genuinely at him and nodded to each other to put him safely on the ground.

Zhao Yi smiled at all the people present who were smiling at him, walked through the crowd with a smile, walked to the Spirit King and stood not far away, raised his head and sneered at the Spirit King, and said, "How is it, Spirit King?

"I'm not convinced!"

Zhao Yi looked at him with a pair of contemptuous eyes and said: "I don't care if you accept it or not, but here, you have been defeated, you have to abide by the agreement in front of the station, and let go of the innocent and defenseless villagers in the town who were arrested by you." ”

Before the evil god could speak, he sneered, looked at their people, and said first: "Who do you think you are? Why do you let it go, and we will let it go?

"Yes, how can our Spirit King's revenge for being injured by you?" the Spirit King's subordinates also stared at Zhao Yi in unison, raised the weapon in their hands and said.

Zhao Yi saw that the Spirit King was silent, obviously conniving at his subordinates and avenging himself, it seems that I will give you face, but you are so tenacious that you don't want to, right?

He quickly squatted down, and in front of the demon gods, he quickly reached out and pinched the evil god's neck, jammed him, and lifted him. The spirit king came back to his senses at once, thinking that this kid was so fast, the evil gods were completely defenseless, and he caught him without paying attention, so it can be seen that this kid's martial arts cultivation is far above the competition just now, I was injured again, don't act rashly today, the hero doesn't eat the immediate loss, or let go of the burden, otherwise, if the evil god really has three long and two short, then I will lose my left arm and right arm.

The Spirit King covered his chest with one hand and slowly stood up, his eyes wide open, quite terrifying.

"King, you can save the evil god! he is also fighting for you!" Seeing that the spirit king was still indifferent, the subordinates anxiously stood behind and pleaded for the evil god.

"King, leave me alone, don't let those ...... go" The evil god was caught by Zhao Yi's neck and gasped, and painfully, he persuaded the Spirit King.

"Let him go, and I'll let him go. Seeing that the situation was completely on his side, the Spirit King had no choice but to agree to the agreement before the competition.

"Are you stupid, my lord?" the evil king asked him loyally and unswervingly.

"Evil god, I can't lose you, I'd rather not increase my strength for the time being, but also save you. The Spirit King said.

"......"

"Come on, let those useless people go. He also listened to the dissuasion of the evil god again, and directly ordered his subordinates to release the innocent villagers first.

"Yes, King!"

The evil god stared at Zhao Yi with a pair of hateful eyes, but Zhao Yi didn't want to look at him, and faintly looked at the smiling faces of the innocent people who were released one by one.

The evil god saw Zhao Yi twist his head towards the innocent people who were released one by one, and he didn't pay attention to his every move, he held his breath, touched his waist, and there happened to be a sharp small scimitar, he gently pulled it out, and quickly and vigorously stabbed into Zhao Yi's body.

Zhao Yi felt that he had been stabbed by something, threw his head at the wound that was stabbed, and saw that the evil god's hand was still holding on it, so he threw him into the air angrily, and punched the evil god back into their army, Zhao Yi was also numb with pain, and covered the wound with one hand and knelt on the ground.

Erzhu, Ziyun, the village chief and the villagers saw that Zhao Yi was kneeling on the ground with his back to them for no reason, and felt very strange, and hurriedly rushed towards him.

The Spirit King saw that the evil god had stabbed him, and the evil god kept making eye gestures to the Spirit King, signaling him to hurry up and kill him. The Spirit King's mind immediately appeared, this kid couldn't stay, so he couldn't stop the troubles, he covered his chest with the internal injury he suffered with one hand, and hit Zhao Yi hard with the other hand.

Although Zhao Yi had his back to everyone, why did the evil god hit him back fiercely? It must be that the evil god was plotting. The two sticks flew up straight, put his sword on the ground, and cast a spell to step on his matching sword and fly over quickly and quickly, using the sword technique, hitting the palm of the Spirit Dynasty against Zhao Yi's head. The Spirit King was struck by the two sticks' swordsmanship, turned back into his prototype, and fled in a wave of anger.

"Evil god, let's go! I'll be back. ”

"Hmph, withdraw!" The evil god and his men also turned into a rage and fled.

The second stick quickly jumped down from the sword, hugged Zhao Yi, who fainted in pain and knelt there in a daze, and hurriedly helped him to sit upright and healed his injuries.

The villagers watched the miserable scene and couldn't help, so they could only put their hands together and pray for him silently with tears, hoping that Zhao Yi would be fine.

Ziyun saw that the second stick couldn't support some of them, so he hurriedly sat down and passed on the skills to the second stick to save the boy alive.