Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, "If you hurt my elder friend, what else can you say?"

Don't wait for this elder to say anything else.

Bang…

There was a loud bang.

This elder was directly inflicted with flames and was instantly blown a hundred meters away.

Bang...bang...bang...

Xiao Yi's footsteps were slow, not fast, but he didn't stop for a moment either.

Wherever it passed, there were only explosions of flames and figures being blown away.

In just a few seconds, dozens of retreating elders were seriously injured and blasted away one by one.

Ahead, Mo You, who had always been calm and composed with a sneer on his face, suddenly changed his expression.

"So many retreat elders can't stop this bastard?"

Moyou's expression has indeed changed.

But what changed was not panic, but a hint of dissatisfaction and anger.

"Hmph." The elder of Tongtian Peak suddenly snorted coldly, "Elder of Twelve Peaks, follow me to set up a formation and capture this kid."

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

The elders of the Twelve Peaks flashed out in an instant and surrounded Xiao Yi.
Chapter completed!